Puzzled

Wen Nanhui just remembered a few months ago, when they heard that woman's singing gradually fade away on the moonlit night in the inn, Su Yanhui smiled at that time, turned his head slightly, and continued to sing.In fact, they haven't even been here for a year, Wen Nanhui thought that this time, the dandy Su Yanhui had finally opened up, and finally knew that he was staying with someone who really loved him, but it was not.

What hurts the most is that I was kept a secret from them for four months.

When he saw Pei Yimo for the first time in the martial arts competition, although he was also dumbfounded, he didn't feel that kind of thumping feeling in his heart. He really couldn't figure out why Su Yanhui had his eyes on Pei Yimo.In terms of appearance, apart from Pei Yimo, Wen Nanhui was the only one left, and he knew very well that Pei Yimo's character looked good, but deep down he was extremely sinister.

In the past four months, the cheated self is still happy, isn't it.In fact... I would rather have been deceived for a while longer. Hasn't Su Yanhui not told himself the truth in the past four months?Isn't it because you are afraid that you won't be able to accept it?That being said, I still have room for redemption...

"Yanhui, answer me quickly, did I... make you angry? You say it, and I will change it." Wen Nanhui wiped his tears with his sleeve, then smiled and said to Su Yanhui.

"No... no, I'm sorry for you."

"Then you...do you still love me?"

Su Yanhui was stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned again. It was as if a staggering thunder rolled over his heart, and the blue lightning made his eyes dizzy from the shock... He still asked.

"Nanhui, I..."

Su Yanhui didn't say any more, the wind was bitter, the fan suddenly fell from Wen Nanhui's hand, hit the ground, embedded in the snow.

"Qingyan. When did you say such a thing to me? I really... You are right, I am so stupid. You don't like me anymore."

Even if his heart was bleeding, Wen Nanhui couldn't blame Su Yanhui for the responsibility, because he still loved him, and still loved him without hesitation, and even though he had abandoned him, he still couldn't get angry at him.

Su Yanhui just stared blankly at the stove, the fan fell beside the stove, but it was not burned.

Relatively silent.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow rang in Su Yanhui's ears, and when he suddenly raised his head, Wen Nanhui had disappeared even from his back.He was still holding the brocade box tightly in his hand.The poem echoed word by word in my mind, and the young man in the painting was in full bloom and looked happy.

After that, Su Wen and Su Wen never saw each other again. Both Lord Su and Yu Mudan could see that his son was worried, and the last time his son escaped from death, he didn't mention a word to his parents. The two elders were even more worried. Worry is nothing, no matter how the two elders ask, they can't get a result.

During the new year, there was a peaceful and festive atmosphere from the daytime, and Chang'an City was shrouded in the emperor's grace, and it was very lively.

Chang'an City is even more prosperous at night, the streets are illuminated by the lights of every household, it seems to be a city that never sleeps.The same is true for the Su Mansion. The comparison-loving Lord Su almost ordered his servants to turn the entire Su Mansion into colored lanterns, making it a beautiful sight in Chang'an.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, Su Yanhui was listless.When setting off firecrackers, Su Yanhui was listless.

In short, I spent a listless year under the strange eyes of my parents, and I really don't know what to do next.When going to Wenfu to pay New Year's greetings, Su Yanhui ran to Huayingfang alone, saw that it was sealed up, kicked the door twice, and then ran to Jingxiu Mansion.

Today, at the gate of Jingxiu's house, there is no Gong Zhixing with a big knife and Ling Bingji who kills with a needle!Could it be...?Su Yanhui took a new fan and gently pushed open the gate of Jingxiu House.The scenery inside is much more beautiful than the last time, perhaps because of the snow, the white plum stands proudly, echoing the snow.

no one.Su Yanhui looked around and walked in with ease.Still nobody.

"What is Mr. Su doing?"

A voice sounded from behind Su Yanhui, and Su Yanhui threw the fan on the ground with a "wow".But that voice was so familiar, it almost brought tears to Su Yanhui's eyes.

Turning around, Pei Yimo was wearing a pink dress with sparse white plum embroidery on his chest.

"When did Mo'er leave the customs?" Su Yanhui immediately returned to his old ruffian appearance, and smashed the plum blossoms on Pei Yimo's chest with a fan: "Why are you dressed so euphemistically today?"

Among the white plums and jade snow, Pei Yimo's long hair was like a waterfall, and he smiled sweetly.He gently put a hand on Su Yanhui's shoulder: "I just left customs this morning."

Seen from a distance, this is an excellent picture of Nimishixue.

"That's great~ My Mo'er is back again. By the way, did Guardian Ling tell you..."

"Well. She told me all about it. You've suffered while I'm gone. Miss me?"

"Hmph, when you were not around, I was tortured by Hua Xiyu and Mo Zilu. However, Nanhui saved me."

"Wen Nanhui? What about him? Let me tell you, Yanhui—" Suddenly, Pei Yimo's entire face magnified infinitely in front of Su Yanhui: "If it were me, I would do the same. Do you still think of him in your heart? ?”

"No, no. Oh yes——Mo'er, I have something for you." Su Yanhui jumped back, one meter away from Pei Yimo, and opened his fan to cover Pei Yimo's face.

Pei Yimo read the front lightly, and Su Yanhui showed him the reverse.After reading everything, Pei Yimo opened his fan and stared at Su Yanhui motionlessly. "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

"Look at what I do?"

"Qingyan. Let me see how far you have been poured."

Su Yanhui's face turned as red as a tomato with a "swish", his eyes were confused and wandering: "This, this, this... Mo'er, stop making trouble."

Pei Yimo put his arms around Su Yanhui's waist, brought his face closer, and watched him more vigorously. In the end, Pei Yimo kissed Su Yanhui's lips, and pried his teeth open with his dexterous tongue.The two kissed and closed their eyes.

Gong Zhixing and Ling Bingji had just walked over, and when they saw this scene, they blushed up to their necks, turned around and slipped away in unison.Ling Bingji just felt embarrassed, but Gong Zhixing immediately ran to Wenfu.

Wenfu, Wen Nanhui drank alone and was already drunk.

Gong Zhixing came in from the backyard over the wall, just in time to see Wen Nanhui who was drowning his sorrows with wine, knocked down the wine cup in his hand, and said angrily: "Mr. Wen, what are you doing?"

Wen Nan glanced back at her and smiled: "Yanhui."

Gong Zhixing let out a long sigh: "Look carefully, my aunt is not that Su Yanhui."

"Oh, Palace Protector. What's the point of coming here?"

"I... well, did you know about Su Yanhui and Pei Yimo?"

Wen Nan looked back at her, stunned for a while, tears actually flowed down, which made Gong Zhixing feel pain in his heart.

"Haha, of course I know, Yanhui, didn't you tell me?"

Gong Zhixing almost slapped him, but she shed tears unknowingly. Seeing her lover in such pain made her even more painful.

"So you already know." Gong Zhixing wiped away tears, and also took out a handkerchief to wipe Wen Nanhui's tears.Wen Nanhui looked at Gong Zhixing and smiled: "Yanhui, why are you back? Have you changed your mind?"

The tears that had just been wiped burst again in an instant, Gong Zhixing stomped his feet fiercely, turned around with a handkerchief, climbed over the wall and left again.

Wen Nanhui looked at her back, drunkenly picked up the wine cup on the ground, and poured it.

Gong Zhixing ran all the way to Jingxiu House, and Ling Bingji was looking for her everywhere: "Gong girl, why did you run away after I didn't stare at you for a while? It's hard for me to find you. Go quickly and see how your big brother Lingwu is doing." gone."

Gong Zhixing pouted: "Sister Ling, you go first. I'll go...I'll go to the latrine."

After saying that, she ran away immediately, Ling Bingji watched her run away, and had to sigh to find Ling Wu alone.

Gong Zhixing was walking in the snow in a daze, and Baimei beside her was knocked to the ground by her.Suddenly, she stopped, Su Yanhui was standing here, Pei Yimo was not there.

"Hey, isn't this the Palace Protector?" Su Yanhui said.

"Pa—" With a crisp sound, five fingerprints were left deep on Su Yanhui's left face.Su Yanhui was a little confused: "Guardian Gong, what are you doing?"

"You have the nerve to ask me, do you know... Do you know how sad Mr. Wen is!" Gong Zhixing couldn't help crying as he spoke.

"Guardian Gong... have you gone to see him?"

"Yeah, anyway, you don't want him anymore, so I'll go and see if you hurt him like that, are you satisfied?"

"Guardian Gong, this kind of thing...is not what you think. It's hard for me to explain to you."

"Seeing is believing. I just met him, isn't it? I know the relationship between you and the leader, but I just can't see Mr. Wen being so sad!"

"Guardian Gong, you like him."

Gong Zhixing was startled, blushing, but finally nodded and admitted.

"Guardian Gong, I am indeed sorry for Nanhui. Hit me, I won't fight back."

Gong Zhixing pulled out the knife viciously, but was knocked down by a white plum the moment the knife was fully unsheathed.

Su Yanhui looked in the direction of the plum blossoms, the pink Pei Yimo was standing among the white plum blossoms, looking at this side coldly.Gong Zhixing quickly picked up the knife, lowered his head and said to Pei Yimo: "Master, forgive me."

"Mo'er, uh, when did you come? Didn't you go to release the fan I gave you... so fast." Su Yanhui covered the fingerprints on his face with his left hand, and smiled at Pei Yimo.

"Zhixing, remember, you don't need to take care of my affairs with Mr. Su."

"Yes, Master."

"Go back."

"Obey, Master."

Gong Zhixing left in tears.

Pei Yimo walked over, pushed Su Yanhui's left hand away, saw the red palm print, and touched it distressedly: "That girl Zhixing is still young, with a simple mind and a straight temper, does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore after being touched by beauty Mo'er just now."

Pei Yimo smiled: "Yanhui, this matter is ultimately my fault. You don't have to blame yourself. If Wen Nanhui dares to take revenge on you for this, I will kill him."

"What? Nan Hui is not that kind of person."

"Yanhui, you have to know that for you, I can do anything. You'd better not do something that makes me jealous, otherwise I can kill all the men around you."

Su Yanhui swallowed a mouthful of spit, and nodded.