When the hall quieted down, Ying Lian sat up and lowered her head, only then did she realize that the outer robe on her body was gone, and the inner lining was loose, which could be vaguely seen...

Thinking of something, she felt a little unnatural, and hurriedly found a clean dress from the storage ring and changed into it.

After getting out of bed, she opened the curtain and walked outside.

After crossing the screen and looking around, she walked to the messy cases that hadn't been packed yet.

The thin paper sheets scattered on the ground fluttered and made a soft sound under the blowing of the night wind.

She approached slowly, leaned down, and picked it up.

The picture that came into view was a figure of a young girl with a high crown of hair and fluttering skirts.

Without doubt, she also knew that it was the dress she wore when she went to the Ghost Stage to judge the case.Also, the dress she wore when she saw Su Yu for the first time.

Now Ying Lian doesn't know yet, but that look on the ghost stage was not the first time she met him.

She walked to the other side and picked up another scroll, which looked like a girl looking back with a smile.

It's her too.

Ying Lian couldn't help thinking, how many times did Su Yu draw it so that he could draw it so vividly.

It is clear that he did not go to school when he was a child, not to mention painting, even literacy was learned by stealing in Fubianzong later.

Thinking of this, her heart rippled like willow leaves falling into a lake.

If he hadn't suffered so much, would it be possible that he wouldn't be in such a cruel and vicious state now?

Don’t persuade others to be kind.

What position does she have, asking him to, after experiencing so much trampling and humiliation, still take the responsibility of the common people in the world like those great powers of the righteous way.

To put it bluntly, she is just an ordinary person, and she will be biased in her heart.

She picked up the paper pages and brushes that fell on the ground one by one, and then arranged them.

Straightening up, she then walked out.

The night wind blew up her goose-yellow skirt, and the material made circles one after another in the air.

Pushing open the door of the palace, the wind became stronger and colder, and the wind blew in front of her, curling up her forehead hair and dancing wildly with it.

Standing on the veranda, she looked far away, but her sight was cut off halfway because of layers of forest and mist.

Here, it really looks like a perfect prison.

"Want to leave?" The man's gloomy voice sounded from behind her.

Ying Lian didn't turn her head to look at him, even though she could only see fog and darkness, she still looked straight ahead.

"Of course." She chuckled lightly, which was straight and gentle.

This is indeed her truth.

She turned around, and the wind blew her hair against her, messing up her vision.

She looked at him with a smile on her face, "Suyu, is this really what you want?" she asked.

Looking at her smiling face, those images that seemed to be from another world hit his heart, he paused, and then suddenly went into a riot.

This picture is so similar to the memories that have accompanied him for more than 300 years that it almost overlaps.

How much he liked her smile before, how much he hates it now.

Because how real those pictures are in his mind means how real her departure is.

He stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders vigorously with one hand, and at the same time, lightly clasped her neck with the other.

"If you dare to run, I will kill you!" He said fiercely, his eyes were red with anger.

Ying Lian didn't have the slightest fear of this, she quietly raised her eyes to look at him, looking at his obviously distorted face.

Although she didn't show it on the surface, seeing his violent appearance that almost tore her apart, her heart still trembled slightly.

She seemed to have only now seen his hidden true face, sinister and vicious.

"You won't." She raised her hand, clasped his wrist lightly, and said firmly.

"Hey, Ying Lian, what do you know? You're so sure..."

Seeing her indifferent appearance that was not threatened at all, he pulled his lips and sneered viciously, but she interrupted him softly.

"you will not."

She looked straight at him, those clear and lingling eyes made the murderous devil dare not look directly at him.

He breathed a lot more heavily, tightened the strength in his hands, loosened them again, and finally let go of them.

Ying Lian felt slightly relieved, before she could take a step back, she was pulled into his arms.

Holding her firmly in his arms, feeling her real existence, he buried his head in her messy hair, sniffing deeply.

She is real, is real.

He restrained the back of her head, pressed her face against the front of his clothes, and kept exerting force on her waist.

Ying Lian only felt the pain from being hooped by that force, and a sense of suffocation hit her. She turned her face sideways and took a deep breath.

"Ah Lian, be good, be good, okay?" He deliberately relaxed his voice and coaxed.

"Stay by my side obediently, okay?"

With his voice, his arms tightened again.

The pain intensified, Ying Lian frowned, and burst out some physiological tears.

"It hurts." She cried out in pain.

Hearing the faint hoarseness in her voice, Su Yu immediately let go of her, looked down, and carefully studied her complexion.

In addition to being somewhat unable to control the tyranny in his heart, he was also somewhat unable to control the strength of his attack.

Being treated by him with such a soft and hard attitude and repeated attitudes, and even pity for a person who is full of patience with him, he can't help being annoyed.

She seriously suspected that if she stayed by his side for a long time like this, she might be driven crazy.

"Suyu, arrange a room for me." She didn't answer his question, but changed the subject.

"I said, you have to get used to it first."

"So, you must live with me now." He could not resist.

"We're not married yet, so it's not good to be rumored."

What a joke, in the eyes of everyone, she is the beauty hidden in his golden house, and she is afraid that nothing will be passed on.

"It's okay, just kill them all."

Ying Lian twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling that it was difficult to communicate with him, she turned around, turned her back to him, and simply stopped talking.

a long time.

"Okay." He still agreed.

"As long as you don't leave." That was his bottom line.

Ying Lian turned her back to him, lowering her eyes in the dark, "I... will not leave."

She really doesn't plan to leave now, she hasn't found a way to deal with Suyu, she dare not joke about Jiang Jie's life.

Hearing her words, the pumice stone hanging in Suyu's heart dropped a little.

Even though he knew she couldn't escape him no matter what, getting the answer from her mouth would have a different meaning after all.

He hugged her from behind, afraid of hurting her like before, he deliberately relaxed his strength, and then relaxed a little.

He lowered his head, resting his chin on her shoulder, leaning his side to her ear.

"Ying Lian, you said it yourself, you need it, remember it clearly."

"If one day, you leave secretly, then don't blame me for being cruel."

He leaned close to her ear, and there was blood and threat hidden in his soft voice.

At this moment, Ying Lian had no doubt that if she violated his wishes, even if he would not kill her, he would not let her go easily.

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