Forget the Moon Song

"Master, the thirteen killing sect is complete."

The beauty lying on the imperial concubine chair squinted her eyes lazily, glanced at the kneeling man, Shen Zhuyue said with a smile: "Wuqing, you seem very unhappy."

"My subordinates dare not."

As if hearing something funny, Shen Zhuyue still smiled and said: "Don't you dare? Then why did you join Wuyoufang?"

"Because you like me, everyone who joins Wuyoufang is like this." Without waiting for Wuqing to answer, Shen Zhuyue continued to speak with a smile, as if talking to herself.

Seeing Wuqing lowered her head even lower, Shen Zhuyue's eyes flashed an unknown light.

He stepped down from the altar, squatted down lightly, his chin was lifted up by frost-like jade hands, sensing his movement, Wuqing's body trembled.

"Hey, I'm really interested today, so why not use it as a reward for you?" The soft voice made Shen Zhuyue Qingcheng's face a little more charming, and the light-colored eyes seemed to suck his soul in Same.

"Fang...Fang Master..."

Wuqing's frightened appearance made Shen Zhuyue laugh up to the sky, and lowered her head to kiss his lips.

That voice was full of tickling charm: "Be good~ This is your reward, of course you are the one to decide."

Wuqing's breathing became more and more rapid, Shen Zhuyue's smile became more intense, and the slightly cool index finger touched his light-colored thin lips and gradually moved down to his Adam's apple.

That smile became more and more seductive, an ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the hall, the candlelight floated, and there was no sleep in the spring night.

The next day, Medicine Pavilion.

Shen Zhuyue, who came to ask for medicine, picked up a grape and was about to put it in her mouth when she heard a rather displeased voice: "Who is it this time?"

Shen Zhuyue chuckled and said, "Who do you care about? Just guess if you're interested. It's not the first one anyway, so it doesn't matter."

"It's not the first one, it's not the only one, and it won't be the last one. As long as it works for you, anyone can be it?"

Hearing the questioning, Shen Zhuyue's smile didn't change at all, she put the grape into her mouth: "Yes, didn't you always know, Yunwang?"

Afterwards, the light-colored pupils seemed to deepen a bit, and he calmly looked at the white-clothed doctor and said, "If you want, you can too."

Yun Wang stared at Shen Zhuyue for a long time, but couldn't find the emotion he wanted to see, so he shook his head helplessly: "Yue, you have changed too much..."

"You used to be clearly..."

"Don't tell me about the past." Shen Zhuyue licked the remaining grape juice on her fingers, the murderous aura and madness flashing across her light-colored pupils seemed so incompatible with her heart-piercing and gorgeous smile.

"You know? The old me, the innocence made me want to strangle him~"

Seeing Yunwang's silence, Shen Zhuyue's eyes blinked unclearly, so she had to change the subject: "Don't you ask me why I killed the Thirteen Sects?"

"Didn't you always kill people as you like, and if you don't have a reason, is your reason?"

After hearing this, Shen Zhuyue put on a pure smile: "Yes, Yunwang, you really know me best~"

"Young poor!" Yun Wang glanced at him indifferently: "This is the first time for you to kill on such a large scale, and there is a reason for what you said."

"I didn't mean that in what I said, isn't this too boring, do you want to drag everyone in the world into the water together?"

"Deep Bamboo Moon!"

Shen Zhuyue continued with a smile: "Yun Wang, you reacted too aggressively, but it doesn't make sense at all."

"Do you want more medicine?!"

"Okay, okay, I just want to see how long the upright Anzi can endure." The cold fire light floated in his eyes, and his soft voice returned to its original deep voice.

A cruel smile appeared on Shen Zhuyue's face, Yun Wang looked at him meaningfully, and finally sighed and said: "Just don't hurt yourself again."

"Huh? Yunwang, are you caring about me?" After hearing what he said, Shen Zhuyue's smile became more ambiguous, and she couldn't help but tease.

"Don't worry, everyone in the workshop knows that you are my Mrs. Yun, I won't make you a widow~"

The blue veins on Yunwang's forehead became more and more obvious, and he roared angrily, "Shen-zhu-yue! Get out of here!"

"Hahahahahahaha..." Shen Zhuyue laughed loudly, and was about to walk out of the gate of the Medicine Pavilion when Yun Wang shouted behind her: "Wait! Continue!"

Shen Zhuyue backhanded it, looking at the ointment and a pack of powder in her hand with a complicated expression.He pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."

"If one day you really want to, why not come to me..."

Shen Zhuyue froze her feet, turned her head to look at Yun Wang, whose back was turned to him, that desolate and lonely back made it rare for him to reply him without being serious: "Okay."

They also know that there will not be such a day.Because I don't know when, Shen Zhuyue has long lost love.

In other words, he has never really been emotional in his life.

The author has something to say:

This article comes from the last weekly practice of our literature club. Jiuchao is going to reread it. The last article of this year is a short story of about three chapters. I hope you like it