bright sun

From outdoors to indoors, "after the rain, the sun shines".Walking another distance in the damp and musty-smelling cold space, when he stopped, he heard the dull sound of iron chains in his ears.The tough hemp rope bound his hands, and someone pushed him, and he stumbled a few steps, and then the sound of iron chains rubbing against each other sounded again.

The rain-soaked clothes were close to the skin, and water droplets trickled down the hair tips. He Ying raised her arms twistedly, and wiped her wet face with the wet clothes.

Exhaling, He Ying groped to the wall and walked forward along the wall, memorizing the number of steps in her heart.

After ten paces he was blocked, so he turned the corner and continued walking.

Two steps, three steps, four steps...

His fingertips touched something cold and soft, and a faint smell of blood rushed into his nostrils at this time.

The thick eyelashes blinked, and He Ying groped aside, and found a complete hand, then the shackles nailed into the wall to lock the wrist, then an arm, and a slightly beating heart.

"Is it cold?" A weak voice sounded in the silence.

Shaking her head, He Ying moved closer, sniffing the other person's shoulders, neck, chest and abdomen all the way.Yu Yanzhi was amused by his actions, but the wound was pulled at the beginning of the laughter, so she had to close her mouth and swallow in pain.

Almost groping Yu Yanzhi's whole body in panic, under his gaze, He Ying finally showed a relaxed expression - no missing arms or legs, no severed tendons, no wounds that could not stop bleeding.

It's just cold, shockingly cold.

Going around Yu Yanzhi, He Ying walked close to the wall, bumped into a wooden barrel at the second corner, and a small wooden spoon was floating in half of the barrel of clear water.

He scooped up a spoonful of water and cautiously returned to Yu Yanzhi's side. After thinking about it, he put the water in his mouth and stuck it to Yu Yanzhi's lips.

Slightly lowering her eyes, Yu Yanzhi looked at He Ying quietly, and quietly loosened her teeth. The water was very cold, but He Ying's lips were almost hot.

After feeding three times, the wooden spoon bottomed out.

When He Ying wanted to fetch water again, there was a sudden sound of faint footsteps in his ears, the sound became clearer and clearer, and stopped nearby after a while.

Glancing at the wooden spoon in He Ying's hand, the visitor smiled softly and said, "He has made you precarious, and you still have the heart to take care of him?"

"Pei Youping!" Facing He Yingshi's tenderness instantly turned into monstrous anger, Yu Yan wished she could tear him to pieces!

This is the cell where Shengtianmen imprisoned criminals. Currently, only Yu Yanzhi and He Ying are imprisoned here.

Pei Youping unhurriedly opened the cell door, looked at the person whose siblings were locked up by torture tools, and said calmly, "Yu Yi, no...you should be called Yu Yanzhi."

"What enmity do I have with you? Why did you frame me!" His anger was exhausted, and he didn't even suspect why the other party knew his real name.

Hearing Yu Yanzhi's accusation, Pei Youping looked puzzled, so: "You have also seen the letter found from the body of the man in black. It is your handwriting and your signature. In order to cure He Yingzhi's poison, you and a man named Mei Qing's people have made a deal, black and white, with ironclad evidence, why did I frame you?"

"I only know that Mei Qing is a poison master from Wangchuan, but why this letter fell into the hands of the men in black, and what relationship Mei Qing has with them, I don't know at all," Yu Yan said with a deep voice, clenching her teeth. He said, "Besides, in the letter, I only asked Mei Qing to detoxify. Based on this alone, it can be concluded that I deceived my master and exterminated my ancestors!"

"You really won't die until you reach the Yellow River." Pei Youping shook her head and smiled helplessly, "Master was attacked with a hidden weapon. He was poisoned first and then seriously injured. The plum-blossom-shaped hidden weapon found on his back was exactly the same as the one you carried. The same thing was found in your bag. How do you explain it?"

"The hidden weapon on my body was the man in black who wounded me and hid it while I was unconscious. I didn't even know it. What you found in my luggage was the murder weapon that killed an old friend of mine two years ago!" Yu Yanzhi He said with hatred, "As for Su Wuwei... shouldn't you know better than me?"

"How could I know better than you? I was far away in Danxia Canyon at that time."

"It was you who followed Master, and I was the one who went to Danxia Canyon in the northeast with Cheng Song! But you turned black and white and lied to everyone!"

"Am I lying or are you lying? You and Cheng Song have always had a rift. During the battle in the arena, the Shengtianmen watched from top to bottom. You not only injured him but also made him lose face," Pei Youping looked directly at Yu Yanzhi. Stepping forward slowly, he said quietly, "When he died, there were 110 wounds all over his body, none of which was fatal. Imagine how painful it is. Now you say that Cheng Song protected you from leaving, and he sacrificed himself to save you. No matter whether others believe it or not, But do you believe it?"

Opening her mouth, Yu Yan was completely irrefutable.

"You don't believe that Shao Qiuhu can develop an antidote. In order to cure He Ying's poison, you made deals with unknown and malicious people, murdered teachers and betrayed people, and tried to frame me." Standing in front of him, Pei Youping smiled, " Am I right?"

After a long silence, Yu Yanzhi said, "You didn't come here to make me confess. What is your real purpose?"

"Junior brother is really smart," Pei Youping said in praise, no longer beating around the bush, and simply said, "Revenge."

"Whose grudge?"

"An unknown and ordinary doctor, but he has a good friend who is a hero who is well-known in the world. This hero became famous at a young age. He created his own heart-breaking palm, which can tear tendons and bones with one palm. He died at the hands of this friend."

"What you said...is my father..." Yu Yanzhi said in surprise, "My father will not kill his friends!"

"Friend?" Pei Youping's eyes were covered with a thin layer of ice, "How can a friend be more important than the so-called benevolence, righteousness and morality in Yu Jingyao's heart."

Yu Yanzhi suddenly came to her senses: "The one you want to take revenge on is my father, what did you do to him?!"

"It's just a trick..." With one hand behind her back, Pei Youping said while pacing.

At that time, Yu Jingyao was invited by Shengtianmen to help arrest a group of thieves.Su Wuwei sent three disciples as helpers to meet him in Yunsong Town on the tenth day of September.

That day, on his way to Yunsong Town, he drank a pot of tea in a tea shed, and this tea was put into "Chexin San".

Xixin San is colorless and odorless, it is a kind of poison that disturbs the spirit and neither kills nor hurts the body.

It exposes the strongest desires of the moment.Those who are thirsty drink from cows, and those who are hungry eat their food. However, because the five senses have been disturbed, what they drink is not necessarily water, and what they swallow is not necessarily rice, and they will lose the memory of this period of time after the toxicity dissipates.

"Yu Jingyao vowed to catch those thieves who did all kinds of evil. Once the poison flares up, they will naturally kill people." After a pause, Pei Youping's voice contained a hint of sarcasm, "so he should only kill people."

Yu Yanzhi felt cold all over, and said with trembling lips, "What do you mean?"

The night before Yu Jingyao rushed to Yunsong Town, that is, the ninth day of September, he stayed at the Cuiwei Inn, met He Shiyi and his wife by chance, and met again in the middle of the second day. At the time of poisoning.

Staring at Yu Yanzhi for a moment, Pei Youping smiled and said, "But apart from killing people, he also intended to humiliate Yu Xi. Later, I heard from the disciple who escaped by chance, that although Yu Xi was seriously injured, she did not die at that time. How did she die? People saw it with their own eyes, but it's not hard to imagine how desperate she was before she died."

"You lied to me...I don't believe it...I...don't believe it..."

"Your life is over, why do I need to expire? What's more..." Looking sideways at He Ying, Pei Youping's words were speaking to Yu Yanzhi, "A quick glance at the inn made Yu Jingyao fall in love with Yu Xi, and even became poisonous When you see the color, you are the son of Yu Jingyao, blood is thicker than water, so you are infatuated with his similar face."

Clenching her hands into fists, Yu Yanzhi tried her best to stop the trembling of her body: "You were the one who poisoned my father to make him unrighteous, and you forced him to death!"

With a cold snort, Pei Youping went to He Ying and kicked him to the ground, grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head: "Yu Yanzhi, take a closer look at this man, your father caused both his parents to die, You made him unable to speak and see. You complained for your father, but who would he complain to?"

"Let him go!" Yu Yanzhi struggled to break through the confinement as she hit the wall with the back of her hand and made a muffled sound.

"Oh? It seems that you still feel a little guilty about him."

Heart shrinking, Yu Yanzhi hissed: "If you want to take revenge, your goal has been achieved, I don't regret my death, but He Ying is innocent, let him go."

"As long as you agree to cooperate with me, let alone let him go, I will send him back to Huizhou unscathed." Instead of letting go, Pei Youping grabbed He Ying's hair even more tightly.

"Cooperation?" Yu Yanzhi was stunned.

"There is a mysterious organization called 'Raksha' in the extreme south of Miaojiang. The members of the Raksha Sect are all puppets controlled by drugs. The so-called Nanzhao witch doctors are just their identities. The medicine men you saw in the dungeon, but It’s a defective product that couldn’t be made into a puppet.” At this point, Pei Youping glanced at He Ying, then turned to Yu Yanzhi and said, “You should really be glad that he is a defective product. Mei Qing originally wanted to make him a puppet.” Become a puppet loyal to oneself and kill you."

"Mei Qing..." Yu Yanzhi repeated in a murmur.

"The Nanzhao witch doctor is behind the Raksha Sect, and behind the Raksha Sect is your old friend of Wang Chuan, Mei Qing," Pei Youping smiled softly, "Now, do you understand?"

If what Pei Youping said is true, everything will be explained.

Those who bloodbathed Luojia Mountain were the same group of people who attacked them on the way back from the county, so the hidden plum blossom weapon that killed Zhuang Yunqing also appeared on Su Wuwei's back; it was also the same group who took He Ying and imprisoned Nanzhao.This group of people came from the Rakshasa Sect and obeyed Mei Qing... No wonder the letter he sent to Mei Qing fell into the hands of the man in black, no wonder he vowed to cure He Ying's poison.

Because he put the letter.Poison, he did it.

Yu Yanzhi lowered her eyes deeply.

"I forgot to tell you that Xixin Powder was also put into Yu Jingyao's tea by Mei Qing herself."

"Really," Yu Yanzhi said in a very soft voice, "What about you? What role do you play?"

Pei Youping smiled lightly and said: "The Langzhong I mentioned earlier has an inseparable relationship with Mei Qing, Mei Qing wants to take revenge, but I am just a person who is threatened by him and has to help him."

Slowly raising her eyes, Yu Yan's eyes were calm and unwavering: "Do you think I will believe you?"

"You have no other choice." Pei You held his breath and said calmly, "You are bound to die, no one can save you, but if you cooperate with me, I will let He Ying live."

After saying that, Pei Youping let go of the hand that was holding He Ying's hair, and wrapped her five fingers around his neck.He Ying's face turned red in an instant, her lips parted.

"I promise! I promise!" Yu Yan shouted anxiously.

Whether Pei Youping will keep his promise, he doesn't know, he only knows that if he doesn't let go, He Ying will be tortured.

"He who understands current affairs is a brilliant man," Pei Youping said while withdrawing her hand, "After half an hour, I will come with my two senior uncles. Junior brother, think about what to say now."

After Pei Youping left, He Ying got up from the ground, groped her way to a corner and sat down, curled up into a ball.

Yu Yanzhi kept her head down all the time, not even having the courage to look at the other party.

Once, he firmly believed that his father was innocent. Was he afraid of confessing his crimes even if he died alone?However, the bloody reality is in front of us, and some "sins" are too heavy for life to bear.

Not long after, Pei Youping came to the cell again with the two uncles.

Whatever the other party asked, Yu Yanzhi would answer.He "confessed" his crimes in detail and "confessed" Mei Qing's details.He knew that Pei Youping was going to use his mouth to confess Mei Qing, to avenge the head of the sect, eliminate demons and defend the way, make Mei Qing and the Rakshasa Sect the target of public criticism, and then kill them all to eliminate future troubles forever.

May know how?He has no evidence, and he is a guilty person. Who would point the finger of suspicion at Pei Youping because of him?

After the interrogation was over, the two uncles left first, while Pei Youping stayed behind.

Looking at He Ying, with a bit of thought and playfulness, Pei Youping stepped forward slowly, pulled him up from the corner, and gently pinched his chin: "Do you still remember the looks of your parents?"

He Ying broke free without much effort.

Pei Youping was not angry, and said: "Think about it carefully, think about your parents, your relatives in Luojiashan, and the suffering you have endured... If it weren't for Yu Jingyao, how could they have died? How could you have your arm tendons broken? Is life better than death? Yu Yanzhi is Yu Jingyao's son, can you forgive him? Are you worthy of being a son of man and disciple of man?"

Pausing, looking at He Ying's pale face, Pei Youping stuffed a dagger into his arms: "Some things can be forgotten and put down, but some things can't be."

The corners of He Ying's lips were pursed into a line, and her body stiffened as if she was out of her body.

With a silent smile, Pei Youping walked towards Yu Yanzhi, admiring the twisted expression on the other side's face, the corner of her mouth bent close to his ear, and whispered: "Ten years ago, Yu Jingyao chose to apologize with death and seek benevolence, but now, Letting you kill the hands of the person you love the most is considered benevolence and benevolence."

Yu Yan's teeth trembled and she bit the corner of her mouth.

"One last thing to tell you, if you can choose that I don't want to kill you, if you want to hate, then hate Mei Qing."

After leaving a meaningful sentence, Pei Youping walked out and locked the cell door behind her.Day after day, year after year, the unchanging smile gradually faded under the slightly shaking firelight of the dungeon, and finally no trace of it could be found anymore.

With her head bowed deeply, Yu Yanzhi could hardly feel the pain.

He Ying retreated into the corner, shivering from the cold, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes.

After a long time, someone opened the cell door, seemed unwilling to stay longer, put down the food and left in a hurry.

Suddenly opening her eyes, He Ying half-knelt on the ground and slowly moved forward.

Hearing the movement, Yu Yanzhi raised her head, seeing the other person's crawling posture felt a sharp pain in her heart.In the Nanzhao dungeon, he had seen the same situation. At that time, He Ying did not live like a human, but like a livestock.

Now, he let He Ying go back to that kind of life again.

He Ying didn't think much about it, he was afraid of knocking over the dishes, maybe there would be hot porridge waiting for him, but in the end he only touched two steamed buns.Putting it into her arms, He Ying stood up and bumped into a wall like a headless chicken, and gradually gained a sense of direction.

Walking to Yu Yanzhi's side step by step, He Ying broke off a steamed bun and brought it to his mouth.

Yu Yanzhi closed her lips tightly, looking at He Ying, her vision gradually blurred.

He Ying had no choice but to stuff the steamed buns into her mouth and come forward to feed him.

Blinking, hot tears rolled down her cheeks, Yu Yan opened her lips slightly, but she couldn't tell whether the taste in her mouth was salty or sweet, bitter or astringent.

After eating half a steamed bun, he refused to eat any more.

The remaining half was gobbled up by He Ying, and there was one hidden in his arms. In fact, he was not full, so he thought about it and held back.

Next to Yu Yanzhi, He Ying lay down at his feet.

In the middle of the night, Yu Yanzhi was awakened by a slight noise in a drowsy state, and saw He Ying's bloody hand through the faint light of the fire.

He Ying clenched her dagger tightly and was cutting the hemp rope on her wrist bit by bit. The blade brushed against the back of her hand from time to time, the blood had already solidified, and only the dripping from her fingertips was still bright red.

"Stop..." Yu Yanzhi said hoarsely.

He Ying ignored it, and finally cut the hemp rope with a force between his teeth, and his hands were free again. He immediately stood up, touched the iron ring nailed into the wall and pulled it out.

Yu Yanzhi turned her head to look at the shackles deeply embedded in the wall, and then at He Ying, her dry eyes ached with pain.

He Ying worked hard for a long time but failed to achieve results, so he stopped his movements helplessly. He took out the steamed bun, and the steamed bun became bloody as soon as it reached the palm of his hand.

After resting for a while, he felt his strength regained and started busy again.

"He didn't give you this dagger for you to save me."

He Ying ran out of patience, paced back and forth in a very limited area, then picked up the dagger again, and inserted the blade into the gap between the iron ring and the wall, as if trying to carve out the thing.

"Stop..." Yu Yanzhi's voice was very low, so cold that she couldn't hear her emotions, "You can't save me if you can't protect yourself, don't waste your efforts."

The point of the knife that couldn't tell the direction came again and again, and He Ying's hand was covered with deep and shallow wounds, bloody and bloody, it was almost impossible to see.

Some drops of blood splashed onto the back of Yu Yan's hand, burning him to despair: "Can't you understand human language? You died because of the destruction of my father's family, and I killed my master, senior sister, and dumb aunt—"

He could barely speak, closed his eyes, and finally felt the pain, everywhere from head to toe, with a flash of hot flashes in his eyes, he suddenly shouted: "Speak!"

Opening her mouth silently, He Ying frowned tightly, circling in circles like ants on a hot pan.

After a while, he suddenly squatted down and drew in front of Yu Yanzhi's feet with a dagger in his hand—outside of a big circle were four stubby hands and feet, with a head and a tail, and the three characters "Yu Yanzhi" were written crookedly in the center of the circle.

The corners of her lips moved slightly, Yu Yanzhi smiled bitterly and said, "You haven't had any new tricks in all these years."

He Ying didn't think so, straightened up, took out the steamed bun as if offering a treasure, broke off a piece and handed it to him.

Yu Yanzhi stared at the bloody hand, the bloody steamed bun, He Ying's white and thin eyelids, long eyelashes, and light gaze, and finally couldn't help crying: "You don't hate me?"

After ten years, he asked He Ying for the first time.

He Ying shook his head.

"Die because of me, don't you hate it?"

He Ying threw the steamed bun into her mouth, rubbed one foot back and forth on the ground, and knocked off half of the turtle, then squatted down, holding a dagger and started writing again.

Yu Yan stared fixedly at that place.

After He Ying finished writing, she quickly wiped off the words with her hands, leaving only a faint blood stain.

Standing up, He Ying smiled, as if a little shy, obviously couldn't see the person in front of her, but her eyes turned around and glanced elsewhere.

Yu Yanzhi's tenderness is a habit, and love has almost become a habit. He never thought that He Ying's feelings for him were so deep, so he didn't know that there was a seed buried in He Ying's heart, which could break through the soil of hatred, fearless wind and rain, and live a lifetime. Only for one person, bloom once.

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Two candles were lit on the table in front of the hall, and the candle flames were blown erratically by the wind pouring in from the door and window, sporadic sparks burst out after a "sizzle", and the candlesticks were weeping.

There are five coffins in the center of the hall.

Pei Youping stood in front of a coffin, slightly lowered her head, and saw a clean white cloth.He looked at it for a long time and recalled it for a long time, but he found that he couldn't remember Su Wuwei's expression during his lifetime; admiration, relief, disappointment, anger...all seemed to be indistinct.

Bending down, Pei Youping picked up a corner of the cloth towel and lifted it slightly, revealing her pale hair.

"Youping, I'm really old."

In a trance, the voice echoed in his ears made his fingers tremble, and the cloth towel fell back again.

Eyelids blinked twice like needles, Pei Youping listened attentively, the surroundings were quiet except for the sound of the wind.He felt slightly regretful, but more fortunate, if Su Wuwei came back to life at this moment, he would definitely experience death again.

Straightening his spine, he sat back on the chair and stood beside the coffin, his eyes slightly closed, letting the past scenes flash through his mind.

He has never met his father, and his father only exists in his mother's mouth, he is upright, kind, gentle and considerate, but the best husband in the world sent back a letter of divorce when his wife was pregnant with Liujia, and there has been no news since then.The mother was unwilling to accept it anyway, and after giving birth to him, she took him to the ends of the earth to find his father.

Along the way, they suffered a lot, and unfortunately, their mother was seriously ill, but even so, they never said that their father was wrong, so the word "Zhuo Zhenyi" always reconciled with her husband in the heart of the young Pei Youping. , good father contact together.Although he has not seen him.

When he was eight years old, his mother knew that time was running out, so she mentioned to him an old friend of his father, and wanted to entrust him to him.This was the first time Pei Youping heard of that person's name, and the second time it was because of an incident that caused a little disturbance in the world.

Zhuo Zhen was also bewitched by the demon girl and was obsessed with it.Yu Jingyao, a great hero of the northern martial arts, was like a brother to him, and tried hard to persuade him, but after no results, he killed his relatives righteously!

Upon hearing the news, the mother vomited a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.

He also lost his parents and became an orphan.

Then, he met Mei Hanxiang and Mei Qing, and was taken to Wangchuan.

Mei Hanxiang is completely different from her mother, she always smiles, but no amount of smiling can conceal the viciousness and sadness in her eyes.She often stood under a plum tree and looked at it. Pei Youping didn't know what she was looking at, or what she was looking forward to. Only at this time, the smile on her face would disappear, and there was a trace of weakness in her eyes.

Did the father abandon his mother and himself because of this woman?

Should I hate her?

But if he hated her, the father his mother said would no longer be upright, kind, gentle and considerate, and would no longer be the best husband in the world.

Then who should I hate?

"Youping, you want to avenge your aunt. It was Yu Jingyao who killed Zhuo Lang. Because of him, my aunt is so sad."

"Don't blame aunt, aunt didn't want to beat you just now, aunt is too sad."

"You and Zhuo Lang are becoming more and more similar..."

"Do you love your aunt?"

"Young screen..."

"Young screen..."

"Remember, my aunt's enemy is your enemy." Under the plum tree, Mei Hanxiang looked towards him, with a girly smile on her beautiful face, "I want Yu Jingyao to live as dead as possible, never to be redeemed."

Yes, Yu Jingyao is the one he should hate!It was the one who caused him to lose his parents and suffer all kinds of torture in Wangchuan!

Slowly opening her eyes, Pei Youping's face was full of exhaustion.After Yu Jingyao's death, his goal has been achieved. He didn't want to find Yu Yanzhi or kill Luo Jiashan, but he had made a promise to Mei Qing that he would return to Wangchuan once the revenge was over.

Unconsciously touching the corners of his eyes, Pei Youping frowned, there was absolutely no way he could go back to Wangchuan, but he couldn't escape Mei Qing's control.Mei Qing planted a "spiritual possession Gu" in his body, unless he died, no matter where he hid, he would be found.

Pei Youping had no choice but to use "the most thorough revenge" as an excuse to delay the time, and when she was full-fledged and took the position of head, Mei Qing would be able to make Mei Qing retreat and not dare to pester her.

But Mei Qing lost her patience earlier than he expected.

Originally, only He Ying was imprisoned in Nanzhao Dungeon. Mei Qing had been waiting for his next plan, but he delayed for a year and a half.Mei Qing was finally annoyed, and arrested many Central Plains people in the name of "witch doctor". This attracted the attention of Shengtianmen and sent disciples to investigate.

Immediately afterwards the dungeon was blown up.

Su Wuwei received two anonymous letters.

Mei Qing presses on every step, reminding herself: He can help him or destroy him, but it's also easy.

If you could choose...

No if.

He couldn't escape from Mei Qing, and he couldn't make the other party retreat. Mei Qing knew too many secrets about him, so he couldn't keep him.

Now, Yu Yanzhi's "confession" will be widely distributed in the martial arts world together with Tu Motie, to gather heroes from all over the world, and take the opportunity of mourning Su Wuwei to hold a vigorous demon-slaying conference!

Thinking that Mei Qing would be hiding in Tibet like a mouse crossing the street, Pei Youping curled the corners of her mouth, stood up, walked towards Su Wuwei's coffin, stared at the cloth scarf on his face, and said devoutly: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely will avenge you."

Mei Qing is a lunatic who can't cry or smile sincerely, but Pei Youping wants to live like a person with blood and tears.

At this time, from the corner of the eye, he stepped into the house with a delicate figure, first bowed to the two rows of coffins, then walked behind him, and put a cloak on his shoulders.

The crying hoarse voice was no longer as clear as it used to be, but it was still full of tenderness. Su Wantang said: "You have injuries on your body, and it's getting worse. What if you catch a cold again?"

Pei Youping raised her hand and patted the back of Su Wantang's hand lightly.

She lost her mother when she was young, and now she has lost her father, and the person who murdered her father was actually Yu Yi...Su Wantang couldn't believe it, and murmured: "Junior Brother Yu—"

"Wan Tang," Pei Youping stopped, "This is where Master rests."

When Su Wantang heard him mention Su Wuwei, he felt sad from his heart, his eyes were so bright that he was about to cry.

Pei Youping turned around, pulled off the cloak to wrap her in her arms, and comforted her, "You still have me."

Suppressing tears, Su Wantang nodded.

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After last night's hard work, He Ying has recognized the reality and simply gave up on "rescuing" Yu Yanzhi.He hid the dagger, tied his hands again with hemp rope, and in front of the meal delivery disciples, he pulled his belt, took off his pants, and grabbed the thing between his crotch.The disciple didn't understand at first, but when he understood, he quickly stopped him.

Gong Tong was sent to the cell, and He Ying urinated more than half of it out of the bucket because he was blind, then brought the bucket in front of Yu Yanzhi, and stretched out his hand to take off his pants.Yu Yanzhi had nothing to say, he was a little anxious at first, but He Ying grabbed his thing and rubbed it, it didn't look like he was really helping at all.

The disciple was dumbfounded, and after discussing with the other two senior guards outside, he released Yu Yanzhi, and replaced his hands and feet with iron shackles.

In this way, he can at least sit, lie down, and relieve himself.

Yu Yanzhi was sitting on the ground, and He Ying was squatting in front of him, holding a porcelain bowl with both hands and sucking on the porridge. After taking two sips, he handed the bowl to the other party, and then picked up a steamed bun and broke it in half.

Although Yu Yan was convicted of the crime and died soon, Shengtianmen is a famous and decent family after all, and they have been friends with each other for two years, so there is no need to suffer too much, and blessings are not extravagant, so the portion of a meal is enough for two people to survive starvation.

After taking a sip of porridge, Yu Yanzhi just put the bowl on the ground when He Ying stuffed half a steamed bun into the palm of her hand.

Putting the remaining half in her mouth, He Ying groped for the bowl, picked it up and went to the bucket, mixed some water and it was another bowl of porridge.

After the empty dishes were taken away by the disciples, the two sat side by side.

He Ying patted his leg lightly, and Yu Yanzhi lay down and pillowed on his leg.Bending her knees, He Ying put an arm around his body and hugged him tighter.

In the middle of the night, Yu Yanzhi woke up from the itching between his lips. He opened his eyes, and there was He Ying's magnified face.He Ying stuck the tip of her tongue into his mouth, Yu Yan was stunned, and tasted the sweetness.

Feeling that the other party's tongue was entwined, He Ying knew that he was awake, so she moved away from his lips, raised her head, and raised her index finger to tell him to keep quiet.

Yu Yanzhi nodded, and saw He Ying showing the fat white sugar bun in the other hand.

He laughed silently, shaking into a ball from laughing, thinking that He Ying must have hidden it secretly during dinner.

He Ying took the sugar buns as a surprise for Yu Yanzhi, and took them out when she was hungry in the middle of the night, like a magic trick.

The bun was bitten by He Ying, and the sugar inside coagulated into small pieces. He brought the missing bun to Yu Yan's mouth.

Yu Yanzhi was still laughing, as if she couldn't stop, recalling He Ying's appearance just now, as if she had made some important decision, but in the end, it was just a sugar bun.

Just a sugar bun...

Pushing away with an elbow, Yu Yanzhi buried his face in He Ying's arms, his body was still trembling, and he didn't make a sound.He didn't make a sound, and He Ying was helpless.

At this moment, Yu Yan is extremely vulnerable.He wished to go back in time and go back to the day when he first met Zhuang Yunqing. He would definitely kneel down and beg, begging the other party not to take him away.In this way, Zhuang Yunqing will not die, Yue'er and Aunt Mute will not die, and He Ying will not be killed by him.Although they may still meet ten years later, He Ying came here for revenge at that time. He Ying's sword will pierce his chest without hesitation, or it may be the other way around.No regrets, no heartbreak.

However, compared to He Ying's sword, Yu Yanzhi wants to hug He Ying more, and wants to spend her life like this, even if she regrets, even if it hurts her heart, even if she is in a prison, even if there is only one sugar bun...

Raising her face, Yu Yanzhi pulled He Ying's wrist and bit off half of the bun in one bite. He chewed loudly, his cheeks bulging.

"It's so sweet." His voice was a little muffled.

He Ying lowered her head, licked the bun skin with the tip of her tongue, and smiled smugly.

Turning over to sit up, holding He Ying's shoulders, Yu Yanzhi let him lie on her lap, and hummed softly: "Laughing at you, monks and laymen are destined to be lucky..."

He Ying was startled, and changed from lying on his side to lying on his back, his gaze fell to the top of Yu Yanzhi's head, maybe he wanted to look into Yu Yan's eyes, but he couldn't.

"Laughing at you and me..." Yu Yanzhi lost her tune, coughed lightly, and continued, "Heshi Rewards Rhyme is in Taolin."

He Ying laughed so hard that he wanted to roll, he thought he was much higher than Yu Yanzhi.

"Laughing at you, I'm twenty-eight and coincidentally the same age, laughing at you and my bosom friend who doesn't know the bosom friend..." After singing a line with great painstaking efforts, Yu Yanzhi couldn't help laughing, "Can I sing well?"

He Ying smiled and nodded.

The same thing, He Ying asked Yu Yanzhi before.At that time, Yu Yanzhi said yes, and then asked herself which line was sung better?Yu Yanzhi said the first two sentences are the best.

He Ying still remembered.

Greeting Yu Yanzhi to the front, He Ying moved his mouth.Yu Yanzhi watched carefully, and saw that he said "everything is fine".

The cell was quiet and clammy.

Yu Yanzhi's fingers got into He Ying's hair and combed it lightly.He Ying ate the buns in small bites, her eyes narrowed slightly, almost drowsy.

What will happen tomorrow, He Ying doesn't know.If he can survive, he will take revenge for his parents, master, junior sister, dumb aunt, Yu Yanzhi and himself.Pei Youping wanted to use his hands to hurt Yu Yanzhi, thinking that he would be angered by hatred, but he had already crossed that hurdle.Because of Zhuang Yunqing's teachings, because of growing up in adversity, and because of Yu Yanzhi's consistent tolerance and gentleness.So what Pei Youping said, He Ying should fart.If you can't survive then reunite with your loved ones.

He Ying is not afraid of life or death, he has Yu Yanzhi by his side.