In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

Tong Huanyou forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and thought quickly.

She gently stroked his hand and asked tentatively: "Qingci, do you really want to marry me?"

Yu Qingci looked at her, his tone extremely serious, and said word by word: "I miss you very much."

Tong Huanyou pursed her lips and said, "But in my hometown, after two people get married, the husband has to listen to his wife. Are you willing to listen to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qingci flipped his big hand, and that warm and powerful palm tightly wrapped Tong Huanyou's small hand and pulled it to his chest.

The sound of his heartbeat could be clearly heard in her palm through the clothes.

"Even if we don't get married, I'm willing as long as you don't leave me."

His voice was like the sound of a deep bell, echoing in her heart.

Tong Huanyou was a little absent-minded: "Qingci..."

Yu Qingci leaned forward slightly, resting his forehead against hers, his eyes burning: "I'm here."

At this time, a breeze blew by, blowing up the hair of both of them, and the hair intertwined in the wind.

The hustle and bustle around them seemed to have become their background.

Tong Huanyou sniffed, trying to force himself back to his senses, and said, "Then can you promise me that you won't hurt anyone casually in the future?"

Yu Qingci slowly left her forehead, and the smile on his face instantly faded a little: "Are you, feeling sorry for that person?"

"No, no, no!" Tong Huanyou waved his hands hurriedly, looking flustered, and explained anxiously:

"What I mean is, if I was hurt by you just because I passed by and talked to me, it's not right..."

"I don't like any man other than me to stand next to you." There was a hint of scarlet in the corners of Yu Qingci's eyes.

Seeing that it was difficult to correct Yu Qingci's paranoia, Tong Huanyou's eyes moved flexibly, and she stretched out her index finger from the little hand on his chest, pointing at his heart.

She smiled sweetly and said, "But my heart is with you, no one else can take it away."

Suddenly.

The gloom in Yu Qingci's heart dissipated a little like smoke, and was replaced by a heart full of joy.

He held Tong Huanyou's hand tightly, then put her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.

"Then I'll listen."

Tong Huanyou finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then let's go back first."

"Yeah." Yu Qingci nodded in response, took Tong Huanyou's little hand, and walked back the way they came.

Tong Huanyou looked at the figure walking in front of her, and glanced at the sky guiltily, fearing that she would be struck by a sudden thunderbolt.

At the same time, she was thinking about another thing.

It was as if there was an invisible net guiding the direction of these people.

Is that modern person a strategist like her?

If so, who is her target? If not, what is her mission in this world...

Yu Qingci seemed to sense Tong Huanyou's thoughts, turned around and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Tong Huanyou looked at Yu Qingci's profile, and suddenly something clicked in his mind.

It seems that the center of the net is... Yu Qingci?

"Qing Ci, will you hate Sister Song?" Tong Huanyou asked.

Yu Qingci paused slightly, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

moment.

He asked back: "Youyou, do you think I should hate you?"

Tong Huanyou bit her lips lightly and spoke slowly: "Master Song is dead, and Qi State has also been submerged in the long river of history. As for those monks who caught monsters, they have long turned into a trace of yellow earth..."

"If you hate, Qingci, you will be very tired."

He has been displaced throughout his life and has no home, so Tong Huanyou feels that it is unlikely for him to completely let go of his hatred.

But if he can't let go, Yu Qingci will live in pain all his life...

It wasn't just because she couldn't complete her mission, but perhaps she just didn't want to see him in pain.

Yu Qingci was silent for a long time, just looking at the distant sky quietly.

It was sunset at this time, and the sunset glow illuminated his face, but it could not illuminate the haze in his eyes.

Suddenly, he smiled, that smile seemed a little lonely in the afterglow, and called softly: "Youyou."

"I'm here." Tong Huanyou replied.

"You're not going to leave me, are you?"

Tong Huanyou hesitated for two seconds and nodded: "No."

half an hour.

"As long as you are by my side, I will have no hatred."

Even if you don't love me.

The unspoken words weighed on his heart like a heavy stone.

Tong Huanyou was stunned, lowered his head unconsciously, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

Suddenly.

She came back to her senses and smiled brightly: "Then~ let's go eat roast chicken first, and then we'll go back to the palace!"

"it is good."

After the two of them had a great time eating and drinking, it was already evening when they returned to the palace.

Tong Huanyou was holding a bag of chestnuts in his arms, which exuded a rich aroma.

The lanterns at the gate of the palace swayed gently in the night wind, forming flickering shadows on the ground.

The servant who opened the door greeted the two men respectfully and conveyed to them word for word what Xie Zhili had instructed him to do during the day.

Soon, the two walked towards their room side by side.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard look particularly peaceful under the watery moonlight, as if they can make people forget all the troubles in the world.

When she was almost at the door of the room, she smiled and waved to Yu Qingci, her voice as clear as a bell: "Then you should have a good rest tonight ~ See you tomorrow ~ Good night ~"

After saying this, she happily went into the room and closed the door.

Yu Qingci stood quietly outside Tong Huanyou's room for a moment, staring at the closed door, as if wanting to see the person inside through the door.

After a long while, he slowly turned around and left, his footsteps sounding particularly clear in the silent corridor.

As the night deepened, the palace fell into silence, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

After a quick wash, Tong Huanyou lay down on the soft bed with her legs spread out.

"We have calmed them down for now, but I don't know what Sister Song thinks..."

Tong Huanyou tapped his swollen head, frowned slightly, and looked annoyed.

The protagonists can’t quarrel among themselves before the finale…

Tong Huanyou took the quilt and covered his head in annoyance, letting out a few indistinct groans.

On the other side, Yu Qingci returned to his room and sat at the table.

The candlelight danced on his handsome face, outlining his deep contours as he looked at the wound on his hand that had just been bandaged.

A hint of viciousness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he untied the gauze without hesitation, clenched his fists, stood up and walked to the wall.

With one punch, he smashed hard into the wall, making a dull sound.

The blood from the wound gushed out again, flowing down the arm like a winding little snake.

There was no trace of pain in his eyes, only a chilling paranoia.

The blood dripped onto the ground, forming a small dark red puddle, but he seemed unaware of it.