I still remember the king's heart

Yue Xinyao had been gone for many days, and Mu Yutong was not there. Except for the two maids who were sent to "protect" her, the entire Ten Thousand Flowers Valley was deserted.

At first, those two people kept guarding her every step, but later saw that she didn't leave the gate every day, and she was only doing some embroidery and cooking tea, so they relaxed their vigilance.

Sang Yu is a person who knows herself, where can she go if she leaves here, the world is so big, but there is no place for her.

The weather was getting colder and colder, the snow fell and it ended again, and there was no need to take care of those flowers anymore. The medicinal herbs she planted, Meilin was in full bloom, but Sangyu didn't even have the interest to take a look.

She has never been cold resistant, and this winter feels extraordinarily difficult, and her body is extraordinarily sleepy. She was not warmed up all night under the quilt, and after being woken up again, she sat up and coughed violently, loosened the cover When she touched her lips, there was a dazzling blush in her palm.

Ever since she was shocked by Suming's Jinghong sword technique, her meridians were broken, and she started coughing up blood. After she finally recovered, she fell off a cliff again. Now this symptom is getting worse and worse.

She closed her eyes slightly, got up and lay down on the bed, her throat felt dry and uncomfortable, she picked up the teapot on the table and shook it, but there was nothing in it.

"Green lady, red glaze" After shouting twice and getting no response, Sang Yu sighed softly, tied up her cloak and turned to leave the door.

These low-minded servants, when Yue Xinyao was around, they fawned on her in every possible way, and after a short time, they turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone, and they didn't even have a cup of hot tea.

After boiling hot water in the kitchen, Sang Yu walked back slowly with a lantern in one hand and a teapot in the other. When the north wind blew, her throat started to itch again. She took a deep breath to suppress the urge to cough.

Downstairs there was a slight horse neighing in the snow, she turned her head to look, and was falling into a pair of clear starry eyes, the man was delighted to see her, and immediately got off his horse and came upstairs.

But Sang Yu walked into the room in three steps and two steps at a time. The moment she was about to come in, she closed the door tightly, and pressed her back against it. The lantern fell to the ground, and the water in the teapot splashed on the back of her hand without a trace. Unconsciously.

"Ah Sang, it's me, open the door and let me in to see you, okay?" Yue Xinyao's voice was a little tired, looking at the half silhouette she cast on the bright paper, she felt extremely beautiful, and she couldn't sleep without rest on the road all day long. worth it.

"Let's go, I'm going to rest"

Sang Yu closed her eyes slightly, for some reason, a trace of inexplicable sourness surged up in her heart.

The man seemed to be stunned for a moment and then said: "Ah Sang, I miss you very much, how are you doing recently?"

Would you still have nightmares at night without her company?

Wouldn't it be lonely without her to follow me step by step?

Will you think of her face when you turn around occasionally?

Sang Yu didn't answer, the thin back made people feel distressed, and Yue Xinyao's heart twitched.

"Ah Sang... are you... are you blaming me... what happened that night... I..."

"Yue Xinyao, let's go, I don't want to see you." After Sang Yu finished speaking, there was a dead silence outside, and it took a long time before a rustling sound was heard.

"Then...then I'm leaving. I put Xue Zhongchun's letter in the second compartment under your bedside cabinet. If you run out, write to me and I'll make some more for you."

Yue Xinyao leaned over and put a fresh wintersweet pick in the Meilin just now in front of her door, "Take care of yourself, I will come to see you again when I have time"

Listening to the sound of her footsteps gradually receding, Sang Yu felt as if all her strength had been taken away by someone, she leaned against the door and slid down slowly, the teapot in her hand tilted, hot water overflowed and scalded her eyes flushed.

The incense of Chunxin in Xuezhong has long since ceased to burn, and she was sleepless all night. She fell asleep in a daze at dawn. Yue Xinyao watched the candle in her room go out, and then moved her stiff body and shook it off. Covered with frost and snow.

Beside him was Zhui Feng, who almost blended into the snow, snorted, and lowered his head to rub her cheek with the mane on his neck.

Yue Xinyao's long eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost and snow, she blinked, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, she got on her horse, and had to go back to Yangzhou by starry night.

When the sound of the horse's hooves faded away, Sang Yu opened her eyes again, and a tear fell silently from the corner of her eyes, sinking into the soft quilt.

She knew that she hadn't slept all night, she knew that she had stood all night, but Xinyao, I am destined to betray you in this life.

It's almost the end of the new year, and Yue Xinyao wanted to take care of the Qingcheng faction's affairs before the end of this winter, so that she could concentrate on going back to spend the New Year with her, so she personally took someone to the Qingcheng faction's main rudder. In order to ambush and lose soldiers and generals, he was also injured.

For a moment, people in the sect were unstable, and rumors spread everywhere, saying that her life was not long, that Wanhuagu's strength was exhausted, and they said everything.

"Yutong, help me up." Yue Xinyao's voice was a little tired, but she still struggled to get up.

Mu Yutong pursed her lips, but did not move, "Master Uncle asked you to stay in bed and rest."

"As the master, I order you to help me up"

Only then did Mu Yutong reluctantly stepped forward to support her, "Change your clothes, and take the token of the master's sect."

The black and gold-edged robes lined the whole person is heroic and extraordinary, with long hair tied into the crown, sword eyebrows into the temples, and the softness of a woman when she curled her lips into a smile, Mu Yutong picked up a white jade lotus pendant and tied it around her waist, She seldom puts on make-up, but this way it conceals a few pale and sickly complexions.

When they walked to the meeting hall, the originally noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes flashed with hesitation. They watched her walk very steadily step by step, stepping up to the chief seat covered with tiger skin, with no anger in her eyes.

"Meet the boss"

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, and they knelt down on one knee, shouting loudly.

There was a cold arc on Yue Xinyao's lips, "I heard that someone made a big fuss about my injury and disturbed people's hearts, is there such a thing?"

As soon as she came out today, the rumors were naturally dispelled, and a disciple on the left below had already started to tremble.

"Come here, take him down and deal with them according to the door regulations"

With one move to scare the chickens and monkeys, the people below were even more silent, buried their heads deeply, for fear that the fire would burn themselves.

"I have already sent someone to contact the people from Xingxiu Sea. When their reinforcements arrive, they will regroup and attack Huanglong. I, Yue Xinyao, will get this debt back as soon as possible!"

"Yes, the head is wise! My Ten Thousand Flowers Valley will surely flourish!"

After everyone dispersed, Yue Xinyao covered her lips and coughed twice, "Yu Tong, what day is today?"

"Return to master, today is the seventh day of November"

I haven't seen her for more than a month, and my longing has already taken root in my heart.

"Prepare the horse, I'll go back to Wanhua Valley"

"Master!" Mu Yutong wanted to say something more, but Yue Xinyao gave her a sharp look and stared back, "I don't need you to gossip, I will teach you a lesson when you take this position one day." !"

Mu Yutong lowered her eyes and knelt down, "Yes, master, I know I was wrong."

"Lufu, is she okay?" Hearing the suppressed low coughing from time to time, Hongyou asked a little worriedly.

Lufu snorted coldly, and there was a lot of disdain in her words, "What are you afraid of, the head doesn't care about her anymore, it's been a long time since I've been back, I'm afraid I'll get tired of playing like those concubines in the past, at the very least More is special”

"That's right" Hongyou stopped talking, and concentrated on touching the hanging sign in her hand, "Oh, why are you playing tricks while I'm not paying attention?"

The laughter and fights of the two maids outside faintly penetrated the eardrums. Sang Yu slightly closed her eyes, got up and sat down on the bed, but her vision was dark, but fortunately she held onto the table to stabilize her figure.

With a dry, itchy throat and burning pain, and only cold tea, Sang Yu curled up her lips helplessly, fastened her cloak, turned and went out the door.

The night outside was as thick as splashing ink, and there was silence between the sky and the earth, only the sound of falling snow could be heard, and from time to time, snowflakes would float into the corridor and fall on her hair, and a flower of mulberry elm was caught in the palm of her hand, and it was fleeting.

What are you usually doing at this time? Yue Xinyao must be reading a book, or pestering her to say she is hungry. When she gets up and goes to the kitchen, that person will put down the medical books and follow her step by step, hold her hand and support her tenderly. Pick up an umbrella to block the frost and snow for her.

Su Ming said he loved her, but he killed her relatives. Yue Xinyao also said he loved her, but he did such a thing to her. She gradually couldn't tell what is love and what is love.

In the smoke rising from the kitchen, Sang Yu felt inexplicably cold, squatted down and hugged herself tightly, leaned on her knees, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, there are mountains, water, and the person she loves.

Has she already fallen asleep...

Looking at the pitch-black room, Yue Xinyao frowned secretly, tied the horse under the tree, decided not to disturb her, and just stood here quietly guarding her as usual.

"Zizi——" The water overflowed and extinguished the fire. Sang Yu was agitated and woke up faintly. She hurriedly opened the lid of the pot, but she was so hot that she withdrew her hand and blew on her red fingertips, deciding to go first Go back and get the teapot.

When I got up, I realized that my legs and feet were a little numb, so I had to walk out slowly while supporting the stove step by step. It was snowing heavily outside, and the lantern in my hand was blown by the wind. shivering.

The howling north wind poured into her throat, making her chest ache like a pinprick. She had to stop, bow her waist, and take a few breaths. When she straightened up again, her foot slipped, and the lantern fell far away, and no one was there. awareness.

"Ah Sang!" Yue Xinyao had seen her a long time ago, and when she was hesitating whether to go up, she only saw that when the lantern was extinguished, she disappeared.

With a light toe, he flew up to the second floor, lifted her body which was icy cold, put his hand on her forehead, but it was hot, and cursed "Damn it" in a low voice, and quickly picked her up and entered the room.

"I told you to take good care of her, is that how you take care of her?!"

Lufu and Hongyou knelt on the ground and shivered, with fear in their eyes, no one thought that she would come back suddenly.

Lu Fu boldly defended herself: "Forgive me, head, we didn't know Miss Sang was sick..."

"Get out! Don't tell me to see you again!" Yue Xinyao was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so she just waved her hand, and a disciple in blue came in and dragged them out.

"I'm wronged, Sect Leader, what Sect Leader said was to let us keep an eye on her, we..."

Yue Xinyao's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, "Pull out their tongues, drag them to the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers to feed the snow wolves"

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Sorry for the lateness, as for the question of whether to change the cp, I just want to say that everyone should watch the ending.Good night, okay?