Quick Wear Peace

After arriving at Yan's Mansion, An Ning searched the entire mansion, but did not see Yu Mingye, but saw Xuan Yi in Yan's Mansion.

Xuan is also Jun Linyuan's man. It seems that Jun Linyuan now knows the Demon Lord's plan.

After thinking for a while, he came to Fengwu's room.

"This is for you." It was Feng Wu's voice.

"What is this?" Yu Mingye saw a tattered book in his arms and took it out. He didn't expect that it contained the music score of the Qingming Song.

This is a unique copy.

Yu Mingye's hands were shaking with joy.

An Ning stood outside the window and heard the conversation between Yu Mingye and Feng Wu. She was a little skeptical. Could she really change Yu Mingye's dislike for Feng Wu?

After returning to the inn, he looked at the melted cake, sneered, threw it back into the trash can, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

The world is big and the biggest one sleeps.

When An Ning opened her eyes again, she saw Yu Mingye lying next to her.

I don’t know what kind of beautiful dream I had, but there was a hint of smile on the corner of my mouth.

His hands traced her facial features bit by bit, and his thoughts and eyes unconsciously looked at his wrist, where there was a faint red string tied around it, and the other end of the string was floating lightly on her wrist.

It seems that the red line will break if a breeze blows through it.

The slender white fingers gently stroked the red thread connecting the two people. As long as a little force was applied, the fate between the two people would be severed.

She seemed to have never seen the red line between two people before, and she didn't expect it to be so thin.

As An Ning's thoughts continued to surge, the red line on her hand became thinner and thinner.

In fact, the red line is not untied. Sometimes, just a small thing can break this fragile red line.

The red thread is the bond between two people. If it works out, the red thread will become stronger. Otherwise, it will become thinner and thinner until there is no bond between the two people.

His eyes gradually became deeper and his hands unconsciously gained strength.

Yu Mingye seemed to sense something in his sleep. His relaxed brows wrinkled slightly and his expression became increasingly uneasy.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with fear. He gasped heavily, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and the densely packed hair on his forehead flowed down his cheeks. "Xiao Kong--"

"I'm here." Hearing Yu Mingye's voice, she unconsciously loosened the red string in her hand and pulled his hand that was reaching out to her.

Yu Mingye held An Ning's hand tightly, as if if he didn't hold it tightly, she would disappear in the next second.

Seeing the familiar smile, I felt relieved.

"Where did you go last night?" An Ning stroked the hair of Yu Mingye who was lying on her legs with his eyes closed.

The hair is very soft, and if you get close you can almost smell the fragrance.

"I went to complete the task my father gave me last night." Yu Mingye hugged An Ning's waist tightly, took a deep breath, and said slowly.

"Really?" An Ning said thoughtfully.

"Yes." Yu Mingye said very affirmatively.

She doesn't like herself at all in her current state, and the love she wants doesn't require any testing.

"Yesterday was your birthday. I was waiting for you to come back, but you didn't come back, so I went to look for you. I saw you in a room with a little girl..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"Impossible." Yu Mingye sat up excitedly and said firmly.