I still remember the king's heart

The woman's blue silk was scattered on the couch, soft like satin, and her clothes were peeled off one by one. Ning Yuan pressed him on top of him. Dry, burning eyes.

Ning Yuan's breath was turbid and disgusting, and in a trance, Sang Yu recalled that time when he accidentally kissed Su Ming's chin. The man seemed to never use incense, but he had the breath of ice and snow on his body. It seemed unattainable, but in reality Be patient with her.

Sang Yu turned her head away, with tears running down the corners of her eyes. Although her hands were stained with countless blood, Su Ming is the truly noble person.

Ning Yuan was about to kiss her, when suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

"Master Hou is in trouble, the crown prince was attacked, and more than half of the East Palace was killed or injured!"

Startled, he flew off Sang Yu's body, put on his clothes and went out without even looking at her.

Sang Yu slowly curled up, huddled herself into a ball and shivered, there was no light in the room, and no one came in to light the lamp, and no one would reach out to her again, her movements were not gentle.

The blood rained down in the flames all over the sky, Yuechan couldn't tell whether it was the enemy or her own in front of her, the sword in her hand was getting heavier from being able to swing freely, and the clothes on her body were already soaked, so she couldn't tell whether it was snow or blood.

Pain in her ribs, Yuechan let out a low cry, gritted her teeth and stabbed the opponent, the man fell down slowly in front of her, dying with regret.

She gritted her teeth to calm down her violent panting, her sword hand trembled slightly, and several people surrounded her. The guards of the Eastern Palace were numerous and powerful. , all of them were born in the battlefield, so naturally they are not afraid of death.

In the dark night, there was a sword qi slashing across, the wind blew the snow down, there were blood drops falling into the snow on Hanguang, and Su Ming appeared beside her in black clothes, "I didn't want you to stay on the outside to respond"

Yuechan smiled wryly, "Thank you."

What should she say, she came here to look for her after seeing that she hadn't come out, it was not her style to be too pretentious.

Suming's sword is a killing sword, it doesn't have any gorgeous moves, it only takes people's lives. After she appeared, she took on most of the pressure, and everyone gathered here.

Rong You stood on the porch, surrounded by heavy swordsmen guarding him, he frowned tightly, but he didn't panic at all.

"Come here, go and transfer the □□ battalion, why hasn't Ninghou's guard battalion arrived yet?"

"Return to Your Highness, I have already gone to inform you, I must be on my way to the East Palace"

Rong You nodded, seeing that black figure appearing like a ghost, with a sword in his hand that was invincible, and corpses strewn all over the place, he couldn't help but feel a little eager to try.

"Come here, bring me the king's golden lacquer bow"

Rong You stretched out his bow and put on an arrow, the tip of the arrow glowed with icy cold light, pointing directly at Su Ming, and slowly drew the bowstring.

"Dieming, be careful!" Yuechan shouted in a low voice when she caught a glimpse of a cold light heading straight for her.

The strong wind raised the hair in front of her forehead and fluttered, Su Ming pursed the corners of her lips, tilted her head to avoid the fatal arrow, her cheeks were stinging, she reached out to touch it, and the mask fell off.

Everyone was suffocating, the woman dressed in black was terribly stunning, her blue hair fluttered in the wind, and the cinnabar between her eyebrows was covered by cinnabar, like red plums falling in snow.

Rong You became more excited, his blood was ignited, and he took out three more arrows from the arrow basket, put them on the strings, and pointed them at her.

There are fire lights floating in the distance, presumably Ning Yuan has heard the news, and is on the way, his long-cherished heart finally fell.

The hand holding the sword froze for a moment, she was not an iron man either, after fighting to the death for three hours, her internal strength was almost depleted, Rong You aimed at the opportunity and let go of the bowstring.

The cold light pierced the night, Su Ming flew around, his figure flashed, dodged two arrows, he was slightly out of breath, his eyes went dark.

Yuechan came to help her, Su Ming's eyes were cold, and she pushed her away. At the same time, the long arrow pierced through her body, and severe pain swept her whole body.

Spots of bright red fell on the snow, and the corners of Su Ming's lips overflowed with blood, and then more and more, her sanity was blurred for a moment, she supported her precarious body with Hanguang, Yuechan's eyes were red, and she held her up.

"Destiny..."

The thin lips parted slightly, and the words he spit out were still indifferent, "I'm fine, signal, retreat"

The sky turned pale, the snow gradually stopped, and the dawn was slightly bright. There were less than half of the people who came out after a big battle. Yuechan looked back and said in a low voice: "Is it worth it? You know what to do, King Qi If you find out, how much punishment will you receive?!"

Su Ming stopped in her tracks, shaking off the thin snow from the branches, and the continuous bleeding from the wound made her feel dazed for a moment.

That woman with bright eyes and kind eyes is gentle and charming. In this turbulent world, her hands are already stained with blood. She wants to keep her white clothes better than snow, free from dust.

"Yuechan, you said, don't do things that you regret"

The old injury was not healed and a new disease was added, and the disease of Su Ming came on fiercely. Lin Lao came out of her room, frowning tightly.

Yuechan immediately went up to meet her, her eyes couldn't hide her anxiety, "How is Mrs. Lin?"

"It's not good, the injury is too serious, coupled with the cold poison attacking the body, the old man tried his best, but fortunately, she is in good health and should be able to survive."

Yuechan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she swayed slightly.

"You Lao Lin is old, if you need any medicinal materials, just mention it"

Looking at her pale complexion, Mr. Lin was a little worried, "Why don't I feel your pulse too?"

Yuechan waved her hand, "No, I'm just tired, just rest for a while"

"Is there really no way to get rid of the cold poison on her body?"

Lin Lao shook his head, "It's difficult, the cold poison has already taken root in her body, and every point of martial arts improvement will penetrate the cold poison deep into the bone marrow. The two complement each other. If you want to completely cure it, I'm afraid..."

Yuechan's eyes sank in an instant. Although Lin Lao didn't say it clearly, she already knew the result, either she lost all her martial arts, or she lost her life.

Sang Yu had never seen Su Ming again since that day when she had a quick glance. The person who pretended to be Huan Hua was replaced by another person, taciturn but dedicated to her duties. She was not picky and picky like Su Ming, but took care of her meticulously.

Su Ming quietly disappeared into her life just like every time she came here. Sometimes Sang Yu would look out of the window in a daze. She left a lamp, boiled a pot of wine, and waited for a person to return home.

When looking at Huanhua, I would be slightly dazed, remembering that person's cool fingertips, the coldness of the corners of his lips, and that kiss as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Tell me what happened to your landlord, why does she avoid Huamanlou every time I look for her?"

She knew that what happened that day was not so coincidental, Su Ming must have played tricks behind her back.

The fake Huanhua still kept her eyebrows low and pleasing to the eye, silently doing what she was doing without saying a word.

Sang Yu suddenly lost her temper, rushed over and said viciously: "If you don't tell me, I'll go find her myself. At worst, I'll turn Huamanlou upside down, or I'll bump my head to death in front of the door to see if she can get out." Come out and meet me!"

Huanhua was stunned, stopped what she was doing, glanced at her, and continued to work.

Sang Yu's seven orifices are about to smoke, this person is even more paralyzed than facial paralyzed!

She turned around and walked out the door, and sighed softly again, it's just... It's really hard to get used to the days without her.

"Drink the medicine." Yuechan gently opened the door, walked to her bed and put down the medicine bowl.

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale and sleepy, and he was weaker than ever before.

Yuechan's heart was sore again, she helped her up, but Su Ming looked out of the window and frowned, "She hasn't left yet?"

"Come here in the morning, the sun is almost setting now, and I have been standing there until now"

The early spring evening was still slightly cold, Sang Yu embraced herself, and looked up at the window upstairs that had never been opened.

Gradually her eyes were wet, she could feel her presence, but why didn't she want to come to see her?

Su Ming closed his eyes slightly, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down, "Let her come up"

Yuechan froze, then nodded, "OK"

She was about to stand up and leave, but Su Ming grabbed her sleeve, "You stay here"

Yuechan stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look at her, a pleading flashed in that person's eyes.

The astringency in the eyes filled up bit by bit, Yuechan smiled and nodded, "Okay"

When Sang Yu pushed the door and entered, she was three-pointed and seven-pointed excited. I haven't seen him in three months. I don't know if that person will still have the same cold eyes as before, but he is very gentle to her.

The moment I entered the door, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it, and the joy was extinguished from head to toe.

It has always been the fate of being strong in martial arts and seems to be omnipotent. At this moment, she is leaning against Yuechan's arms with a pale face. to her lips.

Su Ming just drank it sip by sip, her blue hair was untied, she draped it down softly and was almost entangled with Yuechan's, it was quite a bit of the kindness of receiving longevity, even the white jade mask was not worn. , the stunned and beautiful face was full of sleepiness, but it was not as indifferent and alert as before.

Sang Yu held back her smile and called softly, "Su Ming..."

The man turned his head to look at her, his eyes were impassive, he just nodded at her and then looked away again.

It was Yuechan who carefully helped her to lie down, and then invited her to sit down and watch tea.

"Why is Miss Sang here?"

"No...it's okay..." Sang Yu muttered and turned his gaze to Su Ming again, "What's wrong with her?"

"It's just a little skin trauma," Su Ming said coldly, with a light tone.

It's not good that any injury can linger in March, she looked clearer, her whole body was pale and weak, her brows were still cold, but even the cinnabar between her brows had dimmed by two points.

Sang Yu's eyes became more wet, and she could shed tears almost at any time. Su Ming slightly closed his eyes, and clenched his palms under the quilt into fists.

Afraid of watching it again, she couldn't help but want to wipe away her tears.

"Sister Yuechan...can you go out for a while? I have something to say to her alone."

Yuechan looked at these two people, one had a clear mind but didn't want to talk about it, and the other was deeply in love but didn't know it, and she had mixed feelings in her heart, so she nodded.

"it is good"

"Yuechan, come here," Su Ming suddenly called to stop her.

Yuechan was quite puzzled, she went to her bedside and sat down in a daze, "What's wrong?"

As soon as the words finished, a warm kiss landed on her eyebrows, Su Ming propped himself up and hugged her halfway, kissing her slowly from top to bottom.

Yuechan gradually blushed and was at a loss, but when she calmed down, her heart was cold. She was acting for that person.

Sang Yu took a few steps back, her body was on the verge of falling, she raised her head and tried her best to hold back the astringency in her eyes, she said "excuse me" and rushed out the door, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes when she turned around.

Su Ming let go of Yuechan, her tone was still cold, but there was an apology in her eyes, "Sorry"

Yuechan got up calmly, and teased casually: "It is estimated that there are very few people in the world who can get your fateful kiss, but it's just that I will be on top next time?"

The smile on her lips was bitter, Su Ming couldn't see it, she had been with her for eight years and she didn't know Yuechan's thoughts for her, but using her like this would probably break the heart of both of them.

"Actually, Sang Yu doesn't seem to have any problems except that she doesn't know martial arts and is sometimes stupid and soft-hearted. Why do you..."

Obviously already tempted, but refused to say anything.

The author has something to say:

Today’s Christmas Eve, double update, I didn’t sleep until [-]:[-] last night when I coded and woke up at [-]:[-] today 〒_〒 I ran back to post a chapter while I was eating at noon. There will be another update after I come back at night. I wish everyone safe Happy night, remember to eat apples!