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

Song Yingyue was stunned, her smile was as gentle as water, but with a hint of embarrassment that was difficult to conceal.

"But my brother and I still need to intensify our training, maybe..."

Tong Huanyou heard this and pulled Song Yingyue's sleeve tightly, and said coquettishly, "Just for a little while, okay? Please, Sister Song."

Seeing her like this, Song Yingyue guessed that it must be something important. She turned around and looked at Xie Zhili and said:

"Brother, I'll be back after I talk to Youyou for a few words."

Xie Zhili nodded: "Okay."

Returning to the room, Song Yingyue closed the door gently and considerately.

Tong Huanyou pulled Song Yingyue to sit down. The liveliness on his face faded. For a moment he couldn't think of how to start the conversation and seemed a little uneasy.

His eyes were filled with hesitation and entanglement: "Sister Song, I actually want to ask you now..."

Song Yingyue's eyes flashed with understanding, "You can say whatever you want."

Tong Huanyou bit her lip and whispered, "Did Sister Song also enter that illusion that day?"

There was caution in his voice.

Song Yingyue said calmly, "He's in."

"Who is Sister Song possessed by?"

Song Yingyue replied: "Yu Changqing."

Tong Huanyou was stunned: "So you already know..."

Song Yingyue looked at her worried expression and smiled gently, "Are you asking me today if I hate Ah Ci?"

Tong Huanyou didn't answer, but just nodded slightly.

Song Yingyue raised her hand and stroked her head gently, smiling: "Aci is really lucky to meet you."

"Ah?" Tong Huanyou was at a loss.

"The Song family's demon-hunting rules are different from those of other demon-hunting clans. Other clans follow the principle of killing all the demons in the world, but we only kill the demons that should be killed."

Song Yingyue's eyes were deep.

"At first I couldn't fully accept it, and kept asking myself whether I should hate it or not."

"The cold that has tormented me for so long turned out to be a curse cast by my brother."

"But when I recall that the Crown Princess was willing to die for the human race even though everyone despised her, what does a cold disease mean?"

Her expression was as calm as water.

As long as the spirit is sealed, A Ci will not become a monster and the world will be at peace.

Even if the cold cannot be cured, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Demons can also save people." Tong Huanyou said.

Song Yingyue nodded slightly, her expression solemn: "Yes, in the teachings I have received over the years, all things are clearly divided into good and evil."

Song Yingyue's eyes flashed with helplessness:

"I am afraid of Ah Ci's transformation into a monster, not because I am afraid of him. I am more afraid that if the fact that the Song Family Villa raises monsters is exposed, then he will be an alien and a public enemy of the entire monster-catching clan."

Tong Huanyou nodded. In the original novel, Song Yingyue was a character who put family responsibility above everything else. This was also the thing she admired the most. Love could not stop her from pursuing her career.

"Don't worry, I won't hate Ah Ci. Even if he killed many people, which demon catcher among us doesn't have demon blood on his hands?"

"Besides, he also endured the pain of the ice for several years for me, so I will always recognize him as my brother."

Having said this, the stone in Tong Huanyou's heart finally fell to the ground.

Then she slowly said: "In fact, the root cause of this matter is not the fault of one person."

"The Imperial Master obeys the Emperor, and the Emperor is devoted to his own political power."

"When disaster strikes and everyone is bleeding."

"The ending needs an excuse to vent their so-called justice. No one cares what the truth is. They just want to see the result they believe..."

"Everyone has their own selfish desires. Qing Ci's mother was just pushed to the forefront by various prejudices... and became the target of their venting..."

Song Yingyue was a little surprised to hear her words, and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes: "I didn't expect that you look at things so differently at such a young age."

Tong Huanyou scratched his head embarrassedly: "No, it's just that I feel that deep-rooted prejudices have too much influence on everything."

Song Yingyue nodded: "That's why I want to change."

"What does Sister Song want to change?" Tong Huanyou asked.

"Change your prejudice. People can also be evil, and when they are evil, they are no different from evil demons, or even more sinful."

"So I want good people and good monsters to live together in this world. If I can't realize it in this lifetime, I will educate my descendants to realize it, and change it generation by generation until the tragedy will never happen again."

Song Yingyue looked out the window, her eyes full of longing and determination, and the light seemed to be able to penetrate the endless darkness.

"Sister Song, you are really... so handsome!" Tong Huanyou's eyes were filled with endless admiration.

(Ahhhh, this is my favorite heroine!)

Song Yingyue was amused by her appearance: "Youyou is also very good, no wonder Aci likes you so much."

Tong Huanyou heard the voice, opened his mouth, and was about to say something.

After a moment's silence, she slowly raised her eyes and met Song Yingyue's eyes with a hint of complicated emotions.

"Sister Song, actually...you left him because you just needed someone to say you love him without fear of anything."

"I haven't done anything for him... I just say nice things."

Song Yingyue's eyes moved slightly, and she asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

Tong Huanyou touched the tip of his nose and lowered his eyes: "Because he really needs to be chosen firmly. No matter what he looks like, only choose him."

“Give him a little love, and he will turn that love into a river to fill his heart, and thus give more, even his life.”

Tong Huanyou's voice became lower and lower, as if he was muttering to himself.

"As long as you do this, Qingci... will love that person, even if it's not me..."

Her voice became lower and lower until it was almost inaudible.

Song Yingyue was at a loss and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After being stunned for a moment, he said, "How many people can do what you do? Don't you like Ah Ci?"

Tong Huanyou: "Sister Song, love also has different levels. Favorability, liking, and love all have different degrees."

"My feelings for Qing Ci are far less than his feelings for me..."

Little did he know that Yu Qingci was standing outside the door at this moment. When he heard Tong Huanyou's words, his hand, which was originally about to push the door open, froze in mid-air.

His eyes lowered slightly, and an indescribable complex emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

He stood quietly for a moment, then slowly turned and left the door.

The figure walked farther and farther away in the long corridor until it disappeared.

Inside the house, Song Yingyue already understood what Tong Huanyou meant. She held her hand and said with a smile, "So what? Feelings are a cycle that increases over time."

"As you said, Aci needs recognition from others too much, and you gave him what he wanted just when he needed it."

"It would be useless if someone else gave him the same recognition after this."

"You were there for him when he needed you most, so what's wrong with him loving you more?"

"You don't really have no feelings for him, do you?"

Tong Huanyou suddenly understood when he heard this.

"My senior brother and I didn't fall in love with each other right away. It took time for us to become loyal to each other."

"Why should you feel guilty about who loves more and who loves less now?"

Song Yingyue gently touched Tong Huanyou's little head, her eyes revealing the doting that an older sister has on her younger sister.