He touched her face with trembling hands, his fingers were cold, and confirmed again, "Do you really want to hug me?"
The girl nodded, "Yeah!"
"Then let's... hug..." The girl threw herself into his arms, hugged his neck, and hugged him tightly with all her strength, as if she was afraid that he would leave.
Xie Jie closed his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
This feels so good.
They were so close, it was as if their souls were connected.
At this moment, Xie Jie finally felt that he was alive.
It was as if everything here was not a dream and they could really hold each other.
"Why didn't you come to me..." The girl lay on his chest and murmured.
Her breath was warm and sprayed on his skin, itching but making people addicted.
Xie Jie opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the empty black sky, his eyes bursting with a terrifying cold light.
He obviously comes here to dream every day, so why wouldn't he look for her?
"boom--"
There was a sudden loud noise in the palace, and the black-armored guard guarding the door immediately became alert, but did not dare to open the door.
It sounded like the coffin boards had been lifted.
The next moment, the man in the hall walked out with a gloomy look and a strong murderous aura exuding from his body, like a Shura from hell, which made people fear him.
The black-armored guards were so frightened that they knelt down one after another, not daring to express their anger.
"Go find someone!" Xie Jie roared and rushed out of the dungeon with his cold sword.
The black-armored guard hurriedly got up and followed.
…
Qingxiao Sect’s courtyard.
The night sky is silent, and the gentle breeze blows through the herbs in the courtyard, swaying the flower branches.
The girl was sitting on the lawn, reading a medical book, and a small and exquisite rabbit squatted at her feet and licked the toe of her shoe with its tongue.
"Do you like it?" A person walked in at the courtyard gate, even walking more slowly for fear of disturbing the rabbit.
The girl didn't even raise her head, she was concentrating on flipping through the medical textbook, and said in a calm tone: "I like it."
"That's good." Yunhe didn't care about her perfunctory words. He sat on the stone bench next to him and looked at her tenderly with his curved lips.
Zhu Yu was wearing a simple light green dress, with long black hair hanging down around her waist and draped softly on the back of her head.
Elegant and refined, like a fairy in a painting.
Whatever she wanted was satisfied, and that person was soon replaced by him.
"Would you like some pine nuts?" Yunhe suddenly asked.
Zhu Yu frowned slightly, closed the medical book and put it on his lap.
"Can you not always imitate Xie Jie, so you are not afraid that I like you because you are similar?"
After getting along with each other for the past few days, I discovered that Yunhe was somewhat seriously ill.
Her clothes, lifestyle, and even her tone of voice all resemble those of Xie Jie, except to make her miss the villain even more. What else is she doing?
"If you don't be yourself, how will you let others understand you?"
Yun He was startled, his eyes became hot, "Are you willing to get to know me?"
His voice was hoarse, like a wild beast that had experienced drought for a long time, full of longing.
"Everyone is born different, and you are also a very unique existence." The girl looked directly at him without dodge.
"Then will you like the real me?" Yun He clenched his fists nervously.
The girl pursed her lips lightly and said nothing.
"Then I like it." Yun He smiled, his smile as bright and dazzling as the peach blossoms blooming in March, "You know I have been waiting for this day for too long."
She didn't know how jealous he was when he saw her getting close to that person.
Zhu Yu really didn't know. She just wanted to leave. "I agreed to the two previous conditions. I owe you anyway."
Yunhe took a breath and looked at her in disbelief.
Zhu Yu slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Tomorrow, let's get married."
"You, you didn't mean... you don't like me?" Yun He stared closely at her expression, not letting go of any subtle changes in her.
"Forget it then." Zhu Yu stood up and started to walk into the house.
Yunhe was anxious and quickly grabbed her arm and half-hug her restrainedly.
There was ecstasy, excitement and expectation in his eyes, "As long as you like it, we will get married tomorrow."*
The next day.
The Qingxiao Sect was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, the night was as bright as day, and everywhere was a festive red.
Everywhere is bustling.
The eldest disciple of the Qingxiao Sect became a Taoist couple, causing a sensation in all the aristocratic families in the world.
Mu Chi sat in front of the stove door, holding a rough wooden stick in his hand, unconsciously poking at the wormholes in the dry firewood.
"Little mute, aren't you going to have a drink? Senior Brother Yun has prepared many miraculous elixirs that will help you cultivate immortality!"
"How can he tell the difference between a good person and a good person? Let's go."
A burst of hearty laughter came from the door.
Mu Chi didn't even raise his head, and continued to poke the stick. The wormhole he poked twice was too deep, and the stick broke.
He was stunned for a moment, then stood up to fill a bowl of lean meat porridge that no one had eaten that he had cooked in the morning.
It didn't taste very good when it was cold, but he finished it anyway.
The end of the month has come, and his poison is about to take effect.
"Muchi!"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Mu Chi turned around and saw Zhu Yu, dressed in red, standing pretty outside the kitchen with a sweet smile on her face.
"You, how..."
Aren't you getting married?
Mu Chi was puzzled. When he saw the girl turning her head to confirm that no one was there, she was about to climb in through the window behind the kitchen.
He quickly ran over and opened the window.
"Take it quickly." Zhu Yu straightened his clothes, threw a white porcelain bottle to him, and added with a smile, "Antidote."
With a bang, Mu Chi felt that the firecrackers just before the banquet exploded in his ears, "Wha, what?!"
"Antide, I promise you, I will start a new life after I get out!"
The sect leader's antidote was placed in an important place in the secret pavilion, surrounded by many traps. How could she, a weak woman, get it?
He reacted and looked anxiously up and down to see if Zhu Yu was injured, "You didn't—"
There was a sudden noise outside, and footsteps were hurried, as if they were looking for someone.
Then people wearing disciple uniforms rushed in. Mu Chi turned around suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhu Yu disappearing.
But in the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the red color on the corner of the stove, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"Is there anyone suspicious?" a fierce-looking disciple asked.
Mu Chi shook his head without changing his expression.
"The treasure of the sect master is lost. If you catch the criminal, you can receive the reward!"
Seeing how calm he was, the fierce disciple didn't know what to say. He snorted coldly and left with dozens of people.
Mu Chi hurriedly closed the door, turned around and looked for Zhu Yu, "Let's go!"
Unexpectedly, at this time, the kitchen door was kicked open again, and in panic, Zhu Yu pinched Mu Chi's hand around his neck.
"Have you caught the suspect?" the fierce disciple asked in a deep voice.
Mu Chi looked at the girl in horror.
She not only wanted to absolve him, but also give him credit!?
Are you crazy?
Zhu Yu blinked at him and was then taken away.
The wedding banquet was forced to be cancelled.
The guests dispersed in excitement, and Yunhe knelt in front of the sect leader's hall to beg for mercy. However, she was imprisoned in the backyard of the ancestral hall. This was a restricted area and no one except the sect leader was allowed to approach.
"What about Mu Chi?"
Zhu Yu lay on the bed and ate the watermelon 888 brought her, asking questions while eating.
【I am trying to find a way to save you.】
"You are so courageous, you even dare to steal the sect master's things!" A mean female voice came from outside the house, and Zhu Yu put down the watermelon and heard the sound.