Heroine: I’m really not a green tea man

Chen Ye walked to the courtyard, the gentle evening breeze blew her bangs, and her thoughtful eyes fell on He Yi, feeling a little sad.

She once again failed to control her temper. In the past six months, she had ignored He Yi countless times like a stranger.

That's because she always felt in her heart that He Yi's body was dirty and unclean. She committed herself to her in the first place just to save another woman.

And even though she understood this, the reason why she still accepted the latter's body was because this man was also the man she once admired.

But what she saw and heard in Heifengzhai made her feel shaken.

The man named Dahu was snatched away as a husband by the leader of Heifeng Village. As time passed, he still became the latter's husband with peace of mind, and was even willing to die for the latter.

Then why?

In the past six months, he has worried about himself more than once.

Every time he went out, he would always tell him to come back early. Shen Ye asked himself that he had never cared about He Yi's feelings.

Looking at He Yi who was covering her face and crying, Chen Ye's lips moved slightly. The original anger had disappeared. She wanted to say sorry to He Yi softly.

But no matter how she opened her mouth, she could never say those three words.

In this feminist world, women rarely bow to men and admit their mistakes.

Shen Ye is also a woman with strong feminism,

She just stood there stupidly, looking at He Yi speechlessly.

After a long time, He Yi found the latter, wiped his tears a few times,

As the ugly makeup was wiped away, an extremely beautiful face was revealed, with moist eyes that were gentler than the moon in the sky, with a drop of undried tears.

He was just sad.

"Aye, you haven't eaten yet, I'm going to cook for you..."

He Yi took the initiative to speak and passed by Shen Ye. He did not accuse Shen Ye and seemed to be used to the latter's anger.

"I... um." Shen Ye opened his palms and wanted to explain something to He Yi, but the latter had already returned to the house.

Turning around and looking at He Yi who was busy in the low wooden house, Chen Ye sighed,

The slender figure has a bit of softness,

.........

"If one day, he is killed by your sword, will you not be able to bear it?"

At this moment, the voice of the sword spirit flashed in Chen Ye's mind,

Killed by my sword...

Chen Ye frowned. She had never thought about it like this, and she would not let He Yi be killed by her sword.

"Can't bear it? No!..." Shen Ye replied lightly,

"Hmph, you don't just want to live quietly with that man like this. The look you looked at him just now was filled with distress. This look makes me feel disappointed. You actually feel sorry for the man who stopped you from becoming stronger. Feeling distressed? I have said before that he is not a peaceful man."

"I know, Master Sword Spirit!"

"Don't forget, who gave you everything. Now you are already a master-level warrior in the middle stage of transformation. But don't forget, it only took you seven days to break through from a mortal to the stage of transformation, but you used It took half a year to advance to the middle stage of Transformation Realm, and you made me a little disappointed."

"What I can give you, I can also take back. Without the Blood Sacrifice Sword, you are nothing. You are still the Chai Fu Aye of Lincheng Mansion who allows others to bully you!"

"........."

Shen Ye was speechless. What Sword Spirit said was true. She could not go back to the Aye who was so weak that she was toyed with and still knelt down to beg for help.

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