The underground parking lot of a hotel in XX City, XX. It is 2:10 in the middle of the night.

The man's sudden voice sounded: "Yiki, come again?"

The voice is masculine and lazy.

The woman rolled down the car window, revealing a beautiful face like a rose, and smiled and said, "What? Is it not enough to lose my face once?"

The man turned his head and met her smile for a moment. He had been looking at the face opposite him for 22 years and was still amazed. Although they could only be friends and partners, they lowered their heads and their faces were slightly red. They covered up a little love in their eyes, looked up and returned to their careless look: "Of course not. Next week is the day of the competition. I need to practice. In the meeting, I will only be your partner, and I will only be wronged and you will be the one who will be wronged."

"Okay!" The sentence proves their partnership. It's not that she is not sure about his intentions. It's just that she is in such a century, in such a meeting, and in such a task. As a person like them, she is not allowed to have such unnecessary feelings as love. Besides, she doesn't love him at first. She is just a partner!

There is no extra word, two royal sports cars are driving on the wide track, with no extra cars, no extra people, and a quiet night. There is only the sound of sports cars squeaking.

No one noticed that the moon in the sky had become a little different at this moment. The red sports car facing Ye Yimu diagonally, the silver-white light slowly turned into a dark red. Inside the car, a nearly transparent rose slowly bloomed...

The sports car, one after another, was still driving. Ye Yimu was sitting in the car and suddenly felt a little lighter. Something was trying to split out from her body.

"pain!"

Except for being stubborn when you were three years old, you took you to practice, forging, and knowing that it hurts when you torture, but it was only available for the first few months, because she found that when you felt the pain, the trainer next to you would not sympathize with you because you were three years old, and would not feel guilty because you started too hard. Therefore, Ye Yimu learned to endure and learn not to hurt. So, the future cultivation will be perfectly completed under Ye Yimu's strong mental state, every project. In addition to painting...

But now she really felt the pain, more than all the pain she had suffered before.

No one noticed a red dot in the moon in the sky. The red dots quickly ran towards the red sports car in a straight line. The red light became brighter and brighter and more dazzling. Ye Yimu in the car frowned, his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were half-closed.

As the red light is getting closer...

The red spots of light passed through the window of the red sports car and shone on the transparent rose at the tip of Ye Yimu's index finger...

Two shadows appeared in the mirror next to the car window: one muna and the other misty.

Yangshuo Continent, Zunnan Kingdom, Ye Mansion Backyard

In the wooden courtyard, the gauze curtains in the room are low, the surrounding stone walls are covered with brocade, and even the roof of the room is separated by embroidered felt, which is both warm and exquisite. The exquisitely carved jade-inlaid gums, brocade quilts and embroidered pavilions, and small sachets are hung on the curtain hook, scattering a faint fragrance. It can be said to be a low-key luxury...

A small figure lay on the jade gums. The quilt almost blocked the whole body. Only the small head was exposed outside, and the long hair like ink was spread beside it. It was a woman.

She looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a small face as big as a palm. The woman's eyes were closed, her eyelids were squirming regularly, her face turned slightly pale, and her delicate facial features accompanied by the woman's twitching slightly, as if she was suffering some pain.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a woman wearing a light blue Ruyi cloud pattern shirt and auspicious cloud bun came in, holding a basin of clear water in her hand, and her face was slim. She looked fourteen years old. She looked at the woman lying on the bed, and a hint of heartache and worry appeared on her face. She walked straight to the edge of the bed, put down the basin, and took a white veil from the side, soaked in the water and squirted.

Gently wiped the sweat beads on the forehead of the woman on the bed. The worries in her eyes were obvious.

Ye Yimu felt very painful, and the soul was exhausted and connected. Fortunately, she had strong mental power. Her eyelids moved quickly and slowly opened her eyes.

Beautiful! So beautiful! Rose-like beauty! Big eyes, flashing, watery, shiny, long eyelashes, black and dense. Straight and beautiful nose, slightly purple lips, like two faint, blooming petals. Perfectly merged on this face. It is soft and sexy, clear and enchanting...

Ye Yimu blinked and was confused. Everything in front of him was so strange, this bed, this quilt... moved slightly, and it hurt!

An impulsive thought squeezed into Ye Yimu's head, and this time his head hurts even more, as if he was forced into the originally narrow space: the little girl was sunny and lively, cute and lively, had a mother who loved her very much, and a kind grandfather, a serious father. Life was comfortable and simple. Gradually... there were several women and several children in the house. The father's face changed from seriousness to resentment, the mother's face changed from love to confusion, and even the grandfather changed, alienated, strange... The little girl's original liveliness gradually changed, quiet and low-key. She often made mistakes and was often punished. Her fair skin also had many scars...

A tear passed by my eyes.

The handkerchief in Mu You shook, and tears flowed down. He looked at his lady nervously and knelt on the edge of the bed: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you still sad? Miss, I'm sorry, it's my servant who didn't protect you."

Ye Yimu turned his head, flashed his eyes and looked at Mu You, and was stunned. Oh, did he wear it? Sure enough, he really wore it. He also wore it on the daughter of the Ye Mansion, Zunnan Country, Yangshuo Continental, who had the same name, surname and character.

Tathagata and Guanyin, are you kidding?

This maid named Mu You is one of her personal maids. Because she has no parents and no name, she was bought by the original owner's mother on the street to take care of the original owner. The original owner named her with the word "Mu" in her name.

Mu You looked at his lady guiltily, and saw Ye Yimu still staring at her blankly. He choked and said, "Miss, I know you are very sad. Your Highness King Zhe has returned to the palace. You have been unconscious for a day and a night after being rescued... He... He didn't see you either. It was a servant who did not protect you."

"Miss……"

"Uh... you get up first, Mu You." Ye Yimu said lightly. She knew that this maid was the original owner's confidant and was sincerely kind to the original owner, but she was a little worried inside, and she was always more worried than joy. It was completely opposite to another maid Mu Xi.

Mu You raised his head and looked at Ye Yimu, then got up and stood on the edge of the bed. Wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes, and then continued to cry...

"Give me some food," Ye Yimu glanced at Mu You who was so sad that he was so sad that he said helplessly. Those who didn't know thought what happened to her. Now Ye Yimu had a feeling of killing other people's parents, cheating other people's uncle, hurting other people's aunt, stealing other people's male tickets, and feeling powerless.

"I'll go now, Miss." Mu You glanced at his lady and walked towards the door.
Chapter completed!