I still remember the king's heart

In the flickering candlelight, that person's face was pale, but his sleeping face was peaceful and peaceful. His long eyelashes drooped down and cast a shadow on his eyelids, but after several months of effort, he became lighter and weightless like a feather in his arms.

Yue Xinyao put her hand on her forehead, it wasn't as hot as before, a faint sigh escaped from her lips, she looked at Sang Yu with a complicated expression.

When she said that friend, she hated her a little. These days, she thought that Sang Yu had a little affection for her, but it turned out that it was just a friend in her heart.

Perhaps in her whole life, she would not be able to erase Su Ming's position in her heart. The mistake was that she was just at the right age when she met Su Ming, but she was only one step late, every step was late.

Just looking at her pale and weak sleeping face, with bruises under her eyes, when I hugged her, I could feel her shattered bones, the trace of hatred suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only the heart-wrenching pain .

Sang Yu was woken up by the piercing pain in her ankle, and immediately hissed lightly, pulling her foot back.

"Don't move, do you still want to walk?" The man's low voice came from the end of the bed.

Sang Yu looked up and saw her kneeling by the couch, holding her feet with both hands, kneading her feet gently, with neither light nor heavy force, and after the pain, there was a burst of soreness.

Sang Yu bit her lip, "You..."

"I sprained my foot when I fell down last night. I can't even walk for such a big person." She compared her hands, "It's swollen like a steamed bun. Fortunately, I'm back. Otherwise, it depends on what you will do." "

The tone was brisk, as if nothing happened between the two of them, and that nightmarish night was just a dream.

Sang Yu thought that she couldn't handle her so calmly, so she raised her body slightly, trying to pull her foot away from her hand, "I'm fine, you..."

Yue Xinyao held on tight, and lightly pressed an acupuncture point with her thumb. Another piercing pain made Sang Yu clenched her lower lip, her eyes were flushed, and she didn't dare to move again.

"Show me your wrist." After massaging her ankle, Yue Xinyao sat down on the bed again and stretched out her hand.

Flashes flashed across her mind that night when she looked stern, tied her hands tightly with a belt and twisted them above her head, and then the world was spinning, her body was pierced by pain.

Sang Yu shrank in, her voice was like a mosquito, "It's...it's ready..."

Yue Xinyao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Really?" Before the end of the sentence fell, she grabbed her wrist with lightning speed and pulled her out of the quilt wrapped around her lap.

Sang Yu's face was flustered, and she kept pushing and shoving her, Yue Xinyao just held her wrist and inspected it carefully.

There was only a slight bruise left on her fair skin, and she was indeed recovering well, she nodded, "Not bad, it got better pretty quickly."

However, the finger did not leave her delicate skin, and moved back and forth on it, drawing arcs back and forth around the circle of bruises. Gradually, the eyes became darker, and there was an ambiguous smell in the air.

If we say that at the beginning it was drunken sex and infatuated with love, then in the end, I couldn't help but want to see her trembling in my arms and blooming the ultimate beauty in my palm, and Sang Yu did not let her down. .

She leaned down and pressed a kiss on her wrist, but Sang Yu's eyes suddenly turned red, and she blurted out with courage from nowhere: "What do you think of me, I'm not one of your concubines, you can do whatever you want when you're in a good mood Playing around, if you're in a bad mood, just ignore it!"

There was a hint of grievance and complaint, and a hint of sourness.

As soon as the words came out of Sang Yu's mouth, she wanted to bite her tongue off, Yue Xinyao's lips curled up, "Then what do you think of me, Ah Sang, a substitute for Su Ming? Or just a friend?"

Sang Yu was shocked, "You..."

Yue Xinyao nodded, "That's right, I hid on the pillar behind you that night. I didn't follow you deliberately, but I just realized that you were missing, so I went out to look for you."

It's just that I didn't expect it to be such a sad scene, and now I think about it, I still feel apprehensive, the sadness that flashed across Yue Xinyao's face did not escape Sang Yu's eyes.

Sang Yu lowered her eyes, and the guilt surging in her heart almost overwhelmed her, "I'm sorry, Xinyao, I..."

"But we did something that friends can't do. What do you think should be done?"

The man smiled slightly, the corners of his eyes and brows were sly, his smile was as warm as the rising sun outside the window.

Sang Yu stared blankly at her, unable to react for a while, her face was a little dazed and at a loss, and gradually blushed, she bit her lower lip, and turned her head to avoid her scorching eyes.

"You really want me to do what happened that night a thousand times over again." Yue Xinyao hugged her tighter, exhaling into her ear like blue, the small and exquisite earlobes rose up at a speed visible to the naked eye Pink, and gradually spread to the slender neck.

Yue Xinyao buried her head in her neck and laughed softly, "I don't want to be friends with you. Those concubines haven't been summoned since they met you. As for what you said, I don't know who said it. don't want to see me"

Sang Yu's heart was in a mess, she didn't know whether it was due to illness or something, her head was a mess, she froze there and didn't know how to think, she was also a person who was not good at words, how could she resist the repeated molestation by the big boss , just put his hands on her shoulders, and the things that blocked her got closer and closer.

"Yue... Yue Xinyao... let go of me..." He stammered and incoherent.

Yue Xinyao really let her go, put her on the couch steadily, turned around and walked out the door, back to her room.

Sang Yu looked at her leaving back, pursed her lips tightly, her eyes filled with moisture again, she sniffed, and buried her head in the quilt.

"Creak—" The door slammed softly, and Yue Xinyao walked in with two red sandalwood boxes in her hand, and opened them one by one in front of her.

"I think I may not have made it clear to you before. I am Yue Xinyao, 28 years old, and the head of Wanhua Valley. I can be considered rich and powerful, and my martial arts are not bad. I can protect you. I want to be responsible for what happened that night. Will you marry me?"

"This is all the deeds, land title deeds, bank accounts and shops under my name. Most of the deeds are in the south of the Yangtze River, and they should be available in other parts of the country." With a serious look, she took out all the thick stacks of documents from the box and put them in her before.

Sang Yu widened her eyes and blinked, still a little confused.

After taking out all the contents of the two boxes, she paused, "And the whole Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is yours too."

Sang Yu blinked again, this time she was no longer dazed, her eyes gradually focused on her serious face, and her eye sockets felt a little sore.

Yue Xinyao took off the white jade lotus pendant from her waist again, with a little force on her fingers, she split it into two and put it in the box.

"This is my most important thing, passed down by my master, the keepsake of the previous masters of Wanhua Valley, and the relic of my senior sister. She once told me that if one day I meet someone I like, I will give her half of it."

"These are all my net worth, and it's also the dowry gift. If it's not enough, I can add more. You can think about it for a while, and don't rush to answer me." After a while, she added, "Sang Yu, I know that you are married to your destiny." Excuse me, but I promise this is my first wife and your last marriage"

"We're going to get married soon, and I'll invite you to the wedding wine"

"It's better to take pity on the people in front of you when you are full of mountains and rivers, and you have to learn from Su Ming."

"I'm afraid you don't know it yet, even if you didn't break up with her, she has already promised me to spend the rest of her life with me"

Those sharp words pierced her heart like knives, and Yue Xinyao's words were full of sincerity, which made her heart cold and warm, and made her cry silently while covering her lips, her thin shoulders were shaking all the time.

If you teach that there is no hatred in your eyes, you don't believe that there is a white head in the world.

When she had lost confidence in love and lost hope, this man was like a ray of light breaking through her dark night sky.

She is a completely different person from Su Ming. She has a slippery tongue and her mouth is as sweet as honey, but she treats her very well, coaxes her to be happy and plays with her. They will not fight or quarrel. Everything is good except not loving.

Yue Xinyao pulled her into her arms, and rubbed her chin against the top of her head, with an intimate look and a gentle tone.

"Ah Sang, I know you don't love me, at least you will be happy when I'm around, that's enough, I can wait, but not too long"

Sang Yu didn't speak, but closed her eyes slightly, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

A relationship that is always more bitter than happy may not last long, not to mention that there is not only love but also blood and blood between her and her.

The snow-white carrier pigeon flew in and landed on the window coffin, Yue Xinyao took off the bamboo tube tied to its leg, glanced at it, then sat down at the desk to study ink, writing quickly.

Sang Yu stared at the scroll in her hand, but her mind was not here. The yellowed paper made her fingers whiter and more transparent.

"What's wrong?" Yue Xinyao looked up at her with distressed eyes.

Sang Yu shook her head, signaling that she was fine, "You... are leaving?"

Yue Xinyao got up, walked to her couch and sat down, put her hand on her forehead, "Don't go, I will return to Yangzhou after you recover from illness, can you feel at ease now?"

A faint smile appeared on Sang Yu's lips, and she nodded, "Yeah."

Today's weather is fine, the snow is warm and clear, the snow on the eaves is white under the sun, the sun finally came out, so Yue Xinyao helped Sangyu out for a walk.

The plum grove looked a bit decadent because the owner hadn't taken care of it for a long time, and the same was true for the flowers, not to mention the people.

Yue Xinyao sighed softly, took off a red plum and pinned it on her temples, and finally added a touch of blush to her pale complexion. When Sang Yu raised her eyes, through her thin shoulders, she saw someone walking away in the distance. asymptotically.

It was a middle-aged man with white hair and a childlike face, full of energy, staring at her like a hook in his eyes, and invisible pressure pervaded the air.

Sang Yu stepped back slightly, Yue Xinyao also noticed something, turned around and pulled her behind.

"Uncle"

Cang He nodded, and his eyes fell on Sang Yu again. When he saw the white jade lotus pendant around her waist, his face became slightly condensed.

Sang Yu bit the bullet and greeted, "Senior"

Cang He looked away and turned to Yue Xinyao, "Come with me"

"You go back to the room first, I'll come as soon as I go." Yue Xinyao turned sideways and whispered to her, and Sang Yu nodded.

"You go, I'm fine"

"What do you mean by giving her half of the sect leader's token?!"

Yue Xinyao pursed her lips, "It's nothing interesting, if you follow me, you have to show something."

"You are really generous, once you make a move, you can see the whole Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers!" Cang He hated iron for being weak, walking up and down the room irritably.

"It's just a plaything, so it's worth your effort?"

"Uncle Shi, I want to marry her" Although it was soft, it was a powerful sentence.

Sang Yu's hand, which was holding the tray and pushing the door in, just stopped on the door. There was a hint of warmth in her heart, and her eyes were inadvertently reddened by the scent of tea.

"Boom—" There was a crisp sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the room, followed by Cang He's annoyed voice: "When you treat me as your uncle, I'm always dizzy, that woman doesn't love you at all, look at her looking at you!" You can tell in her eyes that she doesn't have you in her heart!"

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Hmm... The author doesn't know what to say, and I feel that nothing is right, so good night everyone, go to bed early, and don't read the article too late.