Huamanlou Colleagues Suddenly Have Peach Blossom's Heart

Yang Yue was already fast asleep, and the discomfort in her body made her frown. She never stretched herself in her sleep, her face was as pale as paper, and her lips, which were usually moist but light in color, were now chapped and chapped, dark blue and dull, faint The sound of his breathing was inaudible, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that his death was approaching.

A person covered in pitch black opened the door and approached Yang Yue, sitting beside her. This person seemed to be composed of black mist, and was slightly transparent under the candlelight, as if he had sucked in all the light. On his back was a zither with a blue halo.

There are only five strings on the body of the piano, each of which is as thin as a hair, and is invisible at first glance, but under the support of the cyan halo and the faint candlelight, each string looks as white as snow.

One end of the piano is inlaid with huge beads, and the blue-black mist in the beads is rushing and rolling inside, stagnating, merging and converging, like a living thing.

There are many tiny cracks around the beads, which are also like dark lines, forming a peculiar pattern. A few brightly colored feathers are decorated on the end of the qin along the lines, while the other end of the qin has barely visible lines, but is tied with a A thin white ribbon, loosely wrapped around the body of the piano, and tied with a feather at the other end, looks rather weird.

What's even more weird is that the piano itself has no place to fix it, but it is closely attached to the back of the black shadow, as if it grows on it.

Hei Ying stretched out his hand and fondled Yang Yue's face, then raised her hand and rubbed it lightly on the back of her hand, as if he was still not satisfied, he opened his mouth slightly to reveal a scarlet tongue...

Tang Fei jumped onto the window and sat on it, and said anxiously: "Animals! Shut up!"

The black shadow paused for a while, stretched out his pointed tongue to lick the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, and argued aggrievedly, "I just licked and didn't do anything."

"You are a resentful body. If you lick her, she will die, and you still say that you did nothing!" Tang Fei said in disbelief: "Let her go, she is just a child."

"..." Heiying played with that hand unwillingly, and whispered: "It's not her body, what is there to cherish. Wait, Yueyue has gone back, and I will be the most powerful one, licking it every day." ,snort."

Tang Fei rolled his eyes: "What are you doing here? When are you going back?"

Heiying buried his head into Yang Yue's neck, and rubbed it obediently and clingily like a large meow: "Don't worry, I'm not here to trouble you. I'll go back after killing someone. Just leave after killing someone." , never get entangled"

Tang Fei turned his head to look at the night scene outside the window in disgust. Standing in the same place as Hei Ying, he felt disgusted: "No, get out."

Heiying didn't mind Tang Fei's attitude towards him at all, and said firmly, "Yueyue is mine."

Suddenly, black mist began to rise around the black shadow, and the mist spread and distorted the black shadow. The black mist expanded and thickened until it completely enveloped the black shadow, like an angry Like black flames.

Yang Yue seemed to have woken up and looked at the black shadow with half-opened eyes. The black shadow panicked and raised his hand subconsciously. The black mist penetrated into Yang Yue's body, causing Yang Yue to fall asleep directly. .

Heiying patted his forehead in frustration, absorbed the black mist in Yang Yue's body, and put a trace of white mist into Yang Yue's body. He left satisfied after seeing the white mist and Yang Yue merge into one.

Tang Fei gave a "tsk", looked at Yang Yue sadly and worriedly, jumped out of the window and took out a weapon from his back to stop Hei Ying and said, "That's her collection, are you sure you want to spoil her interest?"

"...Collectibles, it's impossible! Yueyue won't collect human beings." Heiying touched the Qin on the back, he didn't believe that Yang Yue would collect human beings, except for some people in Changgemen who could make her let her guard down, Other people are not worthy of her nostalgia at all, not to mention that she prefers to collect dead things without intelligence compared to living things.

Tang Fei clenched the Thousand Receiver in his hand, ready to go on secret alert, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I just didn't meet anyone I like before. You are the closest person to her. You should know her taste better than me."

"..." Hei Ying felt unwilling, and jealous anger was churning in his heart, but he did not dare to act rashly again. He looked at Tang Fei with a warning and said: "Remember what you said, collectibles, if not, I will send you a few people All smashed to pieces!"

The black shadow took a long time to dissipate. Tang Fei was sure that he was gone before he relaxed. He only felt exhausted, his hands and feet were numb and weak, as if he was not his own, his face was pale, and even his forehead was exposed. In a cold sweat.

A man in black hurried over from the side, touched Tang Fei's back tentatively, and said, "The clothes are wet, go take a shower and have a good sleep, I'll watch the night tonight."

Tang Fei touched the sweat on his forehead, and nodded weakly: "Yeah." He squeezed his hands and said in a low voice, "That's all I can help her with."

The man in black held him in his arms and wanted to comfort him, but he was stupid and didn't know what to say. He said thousands of words in one sentence: "You are great."

Tang Fei blushed and said angrily, "...Get lost!"

……

Yang Yue sat quietly on the bed with her knees hugged, silently looking at the sky outside, without saying a word.

Yang Qingyu said that she didn't see her speak for a long time, so he knew she was in a daze again, he held Yang Yue's small face to him and said: "I know you can understand what I mean, your mind has recovered Come on, don't play dumb for me, my temper is not easy to get along with."

Yang Yue's eyes were lifeless, and the dark eyes seemed to suck in the surrounding light: "Oh, when will you throw me away?"

"..." Yang Qingyu was silent for a long time, and changed it to pinch her mouth, pinching her mouth into a smile: "You dare to talk to me like that when you are only three years old, why don't you call me your father, do you want to be beaten?" ?”

Seeing that Yang Yue was still looking like she was dying, Yang Qingyu didn't talk to her in a bad manner, and directly pulled her over to lie on his lap, and slapped Yang Yue's buttocks: "You Call or not! Call or not! Call or not!”

Yang Yue howled in pain, but didn't call out: "Wow..."

Mo Yun walked in quickly, and slapped the man on the head: "What the hell, you hit my big baby!"

Yang Qingyu stopped, and said aggrievedly: "Your big baby, isn't it me?"

Mo Yun only sent him one word indifferently: "Get lost."

She picked up Yang Yue who was crying non-stop, hugged her into her arms and comforted softly: "Hey, baby, don't cry, mother likes you the most, come and kiss, okay. Your father beat you, wait Let's beat him together later, okay? Be good (*з`*) chirp, come and call me, call me mother and we will punish your father to kneel down."

Seeing that the crying of the person in her arms subsided gradually, and she still looked at her, she smiled softly and rubbed against Yang Yue's face: "Come call mother, look mother, it's very simple, just say Ah, say it."

Yang Yue still didn't speak, and stared at her. Mo Yun was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and put Yang Yue back into Yang Qingyu's arms with a pitiful sigh. Not only that, she also adjusted Yang Yue's kneeling posture, saying: "Try hard!" Go ahead and call me when you're done."

After speaking, he opened the closet in the room and looked through the clothes that Yang Yue should wear today, and said angrily: "Little bastard, I am your mother, how dare you not call me, and I can't cure you."

Yang Yue: "..."

Yang Qingyu: "..."

Today's Changge Gate is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the guests who come and go bring large and small gift boxes, and are received by people wearing Changge Gate's school clothes and led into the gate.

Yang Qingyu stuffed a three-character scripture into Yang Yue's arms, put it in the study room of Changgemen, and handed it to Yang Qingge: "It's okay for you to be responsible for cleaning the study room today. If you don’t come out, write me the house rules, ten times.”

Yang Qingge wailed, and retorted: "It's none of my business if she can't recite it!!! And she's only three years old, brother, will you take care of the child?"

Yang Qingyu rolled his eyes, and Yang Qingge immediately stopped talking and said, "Brother, you are the best. Naturally, the sooner a child is enlightened, the better."

"She might be older than you."

Yang Yue interjected, "I was 26 when I died."

Yang Qingyu pointed at Yang Yue confidently and said: "You also know that you are too old to study hard, and when you grow up, you will be a dandy, so you should recite your books well." Seeing that Yang Yue ignored him again, he directly enlarged his tactics: "If you can't recite it, I will ask Yunniang to take you and let her cook for you."

"I don't want it." She was poisoned to death by the dark food of death, and she did not accept such an aggrieved way of death.

"Then study hard." He complained irritably: "I said that I was the lone star of the devil at a young age, and I was not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing. Let me tell you, if you bb again, labor and management will not show mercy. "

Yang Yue curled her lips, afraid to speak anymore, calling him a barbarian in her heart.

Yang Qingge's eyes darkened a bit, and after her brother had left, he brought Yang Yue over to straighten her clothes: "Hey, don't say that you are the lone star of the devil in the future, if someone says that about you, hit him, hit him I am responsible for death."

She paused for a while and said: "My mother was dragged to death by me. At that time, my father wanted to avenge my mother by throwing me to death. It was my brother who saved me. Everyone in the world says that I am the lone star of the gods. Sooner or later It will kill the family, even my father said that."

She smiled bitterly, and continued: "My brother took me away from home to visit Changgemen. As long as anyone speaks ill of me, he will stand up for me. He told me that all kinds of strange things are also caused by him. , Knowing that I, the lone star of the devil, will overpower him, he still insists on going his own way, and what happened has nothing to do with me."

Yang Qingge touched Yang Yue's head and said: "So it's the same reason, even if you conquer the world, it's their bad luck. They are willing to get close to you. It's their fault that something happened. Fuck you, don't blame the sky all day long." To complain, people should find the reason from themselves.”

Yang Yue: "..." A fresh and refined theory of exotic flowers.

Yang Qingyu applauded: "Well said, if you had had this awareness when you were young, you wouldn't be in the current situation."

Yang Qingge shrunk his neck and smiled flatteringly: "Brother, why are you back?"

Yang Qingyu pointed to the three-character scripture beside Yang Yue and said: "I forgot the task list in her book." He said seriously: "I made the choice, and the outcome is my own business. If you have the ability to tell the boss The sky said, if you don't have the skills, don't be like a bitch all day long."

Yang Qingge and Yang Yue: "..." I am a bitch from the beginning.

……

When Huamanlou returned to her room, she still had some smell on her body. Seeing that Yang Yue was fast asleep, she was afraid of disturbing her, so Second Aunt Hua quickly asked someone to "help" Huamanlou out, and arranged it in the study next door.

On the second day, Huamanlou woke up in the study with a splitting headache. The servant outside the house had already prepared the hangover soup, and when he heard the movement in the room, he knocked on the door and brought it in for Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou's first reaction, the first question was: "How is Yue'er?"

The servant replied politely: "Madam Seven is fine, she is still fast asleep. Mrs. Hua said that it's fine to ask Madam Seven to serve tea after she wakes up."

Hua Manlou was relieved when she heard that Yang Yue was fine, she lowered her head and rubbed her still sore forehead.

After Huamanlou took care of herself, she went to the kitchen to fetch hot water for Yang Yue, and estimated the time to go to Yang Yue. It may be that Yang Yue used to study and study at a fixed time every day, and had formed a biological clock. She will wake up, Hua Manlou knows this very well.

Yang Yue leaned on the edge of the bed, looked at Hua Manlou's cheerful personality and said, "Are you happy?"

Hua Manlou admitted bluntly, "Well, I'm very happy."

Even if Lu Xiaofeng said that Yang Yue might have a purpose, he couldn't stop his heart, as long as he thought of being with Yang Yue, he couldn't stop being happy, and couldn't suppress it no matter what.

No matter how happy you are, there is a difference. The happier you are, the more painful it is to lose. Why do people always feel that they are special?

But... It's been a long time since I dreamed of them, how nice.

"When is the tea ceremony? Am I early?"

Hua Manlou nodded: "Do you want to sleep for a while, and I will call you when the time is up?"

"No, I can't sleep." Yang Yue covered her head and smiled silently, but there was no smile at all, only pretending and sadness.

After Yang Yue packed up, Hua Manlou took Yang Yue to the living room and served tea to Mrs. Hua and Mrs. Hua.

Seeing Yang Yue going to the living room, the maid hurriedly went to report to Mrs. Hua, and when Yang Yue arrived in the living room, Mrs. Hua and Mrs. Hua had already taken care of themselves and sat in the main seat.

"Father, mother."

"Father, mother." Yang Yue followed Hua Manlou and shouted.

Mr. Hua and Mrs. Hua nodded and said yes with a smile.

The clever maid spread a soft cushion under Yang Yue's feet, and after Hua Manlou gently helped Yang Yue kneel down, she lifted up her clothes and knelt down.

"Father drinks tea." Yang Yue took the teacup handed over by the maid and gave it to Mr. Hua.

Mr. Hua took a sip lovingly, and handed Yang Yue a thick red envelope.

"Thank you dad."

"Mother, drink tea."

"Oh, good."

Mrs. Hua took a sip of tea, and handed a red envelope to Yang Yue, and told Hua Manlou, "Now that the seventh daughter-in-law is back, take good care of Qi Tong, and I will ask your second sister-in-law to teach you some lessons later." Experience, you should protect her more."

Hua Manlou agreed, "Okay, mother."

"Well, let's make rice, let's have breakfast together."

Yang Yue lowered her eyes and said with a gentle smile: "Okay, mother."

The author has something to say: resentment body = collection of resentment

Bookworms who often read novels know that resentment is a negative emotion that affects people's health, whether it is physical or psychological.

Suddenly remembered that this chapter did not explain what Sombra is.I didn't arrange an explanation later, so I just... let's talk about it here