Yin Le was startled and stared at him with burning eyes, "Have you heard of it? Where?" Did it touch his memory? She was very scared, but also looking forward to it. She was afraid because she was afraid that after he remembered,
They would lose the happy relationship they had now. As for expectations, she always wanted to know what the devil was thinking back then, and whether he was willing to give up on her.
Chu Ye frowned and thought for a moment. The familiar feeling just now was gone. He shook his head and said, "No, I probably remembered it wrong."
Yin Le was a little disappointed, but also slightly relieved.
"What did you say just now?" He actually forgot about the conversation just now. Now he racked his brains and couldn't remember it, and felt weird in his heart.
Yin Le looked at him and saw that he didn't look like he was pretending. She couldn't help but feel worried. Just to prevent him from seeing the clues, she looked at him and asked: "I want to ask you, under what circumstances did you
Will you not want me?"
Chu Ye frowned, "Why are you asking these questions?"
Yin Le said with a smile: "I just want to know, so that I can be alert, so as not to accidentally step on your tail and force you to jump over the wall."
Chu Ye circled her waist and thought for a moment, "There is only one thing, and that is that you can't help me."
"How can I be sorry for you?" Yin Le asked again with a smile, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't feel sorry for him, but the Long family did, and she was a member of the Long family. It seemed that even if
All memories are gone, and he is still the demon god of the past.
Chu Ye felt a little taboo about this topic, so he said: "It would be bad luck not to talk about this!"
Yin Le didn't dare to mention it again and let him hold her hand and walk towards the increasingly dark path.
When they broke up, both of them seemed a little reluctant to leave. Yin Le walked up the stone steps and looked back at him. He was still standing in the night, looking at her quietly. When she looked back, he urged: "Go in!"
"
She nodded, feeling warm in her heart. She hummed and turned around to go in.
Chu Ye waited for her to enter for a long time before slowly retracting his eyes. He felt a little happy and a little sad. The word sadness had never appeared in his heart in the past, but now, he really felt that the slight autumn sorrow was
It lingers in my heart. I always feel uneasy, as if everything in front of me is just a bubble and will be annihilated sooner or later.
That night, Murong Shang helped Ye Rong pack her things and came over. He had a complicated look on his face. He held Ye Rong's hand tightly and wouldn't let go or speak. Today's events had touched his bottom line. He didn't know what to do for a while.
To face it. These two women are indispensable in his life. One cannot exist without the other. He really doesn't know what to do.
Yin Le looked at him and said calmly: "Don't worry, go back. She is absolutely safe with me."
"Thank you!" He didn't know what to say other than thank you. Perhaps, he should also say sorry. He was dissatisfied with all the suspicions about her before. If it weren't for her this time, he wouldn't dare to imagine the consequences.
Ye Rong said to Murong Shan: "You should go back first." Her expression had returned to calmness, and she had just gone back to change her clothes. After washing herself, she still looked a little tired.
Murong Shang stretched out his hand to hug her, stroked the hair beside her ears, and said hoarsely: "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side, no one can separate us."
Ye Rong nodded slightly, her hairpin trembled slightly, and her voice was crisp and clear, which made her voice even deeper, "I know!"
Murong Shang stared at her for a while, said a few words to Yin Le, and then turned and left.
As soon as Murong Shang left, Ye Rong looked at Yin Le and said, "I know you can help me leave."
"Don't you want to get married?" Yin Le seemed to have expected that she would say this. Yes, the purpose of her marrying into the Murong family was to collect evidence of Mrs. Murong's crime. Now that everything has been exposed, Murong Shang also knows
His mother's true face meant that she had no reason to stay.
Ye Rong's eyes were as bright as a torch, and she looked at Yin Le and said word by word: "I think about it more than ever."
"Your life is your own choice. I can help you whether you leave or stay." Yin Le took her back to the house and said, "Although you and I have not formally signed the contract, since I have agreed, then
The sisters' status has been decided, where do you want to go?"
As the night falls, the autumn wind blows through the tall sycamore trees, picking off the remaining leaves on the ground. There are crickets jumping on the dead leaves, making a tiny sound.
The night is so heavy, so far away, so heavy and sad.
When Murong Shang returned to his residence, he did not tell Madam Murong what happened today. However, he knew that even if he did not tell, the monk would go back and report to her. The reason why he did not tell was that he wanted to marry Ye Rong quietly.
After passing the door, he would have a showdown with her only when Ye Rong was really by his side.
Mrs. Murong listened to the monk's report earlier and couldn't help scolding the monk. She has always cherished her reputation. In front of her son, she is a reasonable and good mother, and she will not oppose any decision of her son. But now, now
But the monk messed up the matter. Then, she was bound to lose the role of the Virgin she had always played in front of her son.
However, after all, she was a first-class lady in the dynasty. After scolding her, she asked the monk coldly: "Has Shan'er seen you?"
The monk said: "I didn't see it. The poor monk immediately took the people away when he saw the general coming." After a pause, the monk said again: "But even if the general can't see us, the woman will tell the general."
A smile spread across Madam Murong's lips, "She will tell you, I will do it, let's see who your son will believe."
So, she sat in her room, waiting for her son to come and ask questions.
However, until Zishi, the servants had already reported that the general was back, but he did not come to ask.
She began to feel a little uneasy in her heart. He was not like a son. He couldn't hide things in his heart. If he had anything to say, he had to find out clearly. Could it be that he had firmly believed what the woman said and no longer needed her?
Has it been explained?
However, she was a smart woman after all. She did not take the initiative to ask her son. Instead, she came out to direct her subordinates to prepare for the wedding. She did everything herself. When outsiders saw it, they couldn't help but be moved.
Murong Shang was sitting in his new house. He didn't sleep here tonight, but he was upset and couldn't fall asleep, so he came here to take a look. The room was full of festive red, with the words "Da Xi" on the brocade quilt and the window lattice on the wall.
There are also paper-cut red paper stickers on the table, and there are many brocade boxes placed on the table near the window. The furniture is all new, and every piece of furniture is pasted with red paper to bring good luck.
"General, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed!" the attendant Xiaodiao came over and advised.
"Is Madam asleep?" Murong Shang sat on the chair, playing with the brocade box on the table.
The attendant shook his head, "Madam is busy now, preparing for the wedding. There are indeed too many things to do before getting married." Xiaodiao replied.
"Really?" Murong Shan's eyes flashed, "She is arranging the wedding? Isn't she hoping that I won't get married?"
Xiaodiao was startled. He didn't know what happened today, so he couldn't understand the meaning of Murong Shang's words. "Why did the general say such a thing?"
Murong Shang waved his hands and said with a tired expression: "Okay, you can go down!"
He was not unconscious. Ye Rong barely said a word to him tonight, but she kept holding his hand, holding it so tightly, as if once she let go, the two of them would go their separate ways.