[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

I pleaded for Jiang Wuque. I wanted to kill the Lord Qiuhuang. My father slapped me when I was flying to Yanshan Villa; A slap in the face.

In fact, I am not my father's puppet, I will help him, but I also know how to judge the situation. After all, my father underestimated Jiang Yulang, always thinking that he can sit back and relax if he gets the treasure map of "Sorrowful God", but the dog who is in a hurry Biting a human, let alone a wolf.

I used to think that the ultimate goal of the Palace Master was revenge. If that was the case, a Qiuhuang Palace could indeed satisfy him. After all, what he wanted was to torture the two brothers repeatedly and endlessly—but now Everything is different now, what he wants is the same thing as my father, he wants to win the "Sorrow God Jue", he wants to win the martial arts world, he is very ambitious, so I know better than anyone else, if I don't get rid of him at this time, it's no different Because raising tigers is a problem, the consequences will be disastrous.

But how difficult it is to kill Jiang Yulang, even when he handed the hilt of his sword into my hands, it was when he expected that I would not have any chance to kill him. The Palace Master will not give such a thing as a chance to anyone.

What's more, he came to the bottom of the cliff to rescue me alone, no matter how hard-hearted I am, I will feel a little soft-hearted and moved.

So just now, I gave him a chance, if he listened to me and killed me, everything would be over, but he couldn't do it, so he missed even this last chance.

Putting my hands on the ground, I looked up to see the person sitting on the rock.

He was also looking at me, his eyes dimmed, the fire could not illuminate his face, and he sat in a daze in the dark until I got up and walked back to him.

Half bent over, re-applied medicine for the wound on his face that was opened again, he grabbed my hands, I raised my eyes, he leaned forward and kissed the corner of my lips.

Suddenly, without warning.

The soft, slightly moist tip of his tongue slowly licked away the blood on my lips, then he closed his eyes and did not let go of me, he seemed to sigh softly, his dry and cold lips covered mine.

I tilted my head back, avoiding his lips, but still at a close distance, seeing his slowly opening eyes.

In his eyes, there is indifference that has become a temperament over the years, and there is another kind, helplessness.

"Sun Yingyu..." He moved his lips, and when he spoke very softly, I suddenly recognized the softness and delicacy of those years ago. "You want me to kill you," he smiled and let go of my hand. "If I want to kill you, why do you come here? Why are you still standing in front of me alive? You should be more important than me." clear……"

He reached out and hugged my back, my body was bent, my legs bent, and I fell into his arms.

"Sun Yingyu..." The palace master put his arms around my shoulders, and his voice was beside my ears, with an involuntary mocking smile, "If I really want to kill you, it will be too late until today, it has already been done, come on!" I can't do it..."

I didn't say a word, and was finally let go by him. He lowered his head and kissed me again, but this time, instead of touching lips, the other party clasped my shoulders tightly with his hands, and stuck his tongue into my mouth. I couldn't breathe, I stretched out my hand to push him, but he grabbed me with one free hand.

This is a kiss that made me think about it day and night. When I was young, I imagined it many times. What kind of unspeakable taste should the palace lord's thin lips cover on my lips? The temperature is icy cold, and the corners of the lips are no longer always downturned, as if falling into a dizzy process, making the body weak and losing strength...

Now I am in this process of confusion, from opening my eyes at the beginning, to being absorbed, to dizziness, I really don't want to stop, I really want to put my arms around his shoulders, I am gradually addicted, I want to respond ——

"Let me go!" I yelled when I woke up.

His lips have already moved to my neck, I tilted my head slightly, and felt that every part of my body was covered with a layer of ointment that could make people burn, and the gentle kiss of the palace master made the skin burn even more one slice.

"Let me go!" I began to push him, twisting my body, but he held me tighter, "Jiang Yulang—don't forget that you are still his husband! You have a wife and a daughter—and another Mistress of the palace!"

His movements stopped for an instant.

I was panting heavily, and lowered my head to see him resting his face on my shoulder, he still didn't let go of me, but the force that restrained me gradually loosened.

Until the hand hangs down, gently hold my hand.

"Sun Yingyu," he said in a hoarse voice, "I have let you go many times, it is you who don't leave, otherwise..."

His hand tightened suddenly, I groaned in pain, but he turned my whole body into his arms, dragged me to the rock, and pressed my head against his chest, asking me to lean on He himself put his hands around my waist, not afraid of touching his old wounds, he like this is like a leaning that is not warm but can support me, I curled up and looked up at him, my chin sharpened, His eyes were gray and indifferent, he frowned slightly, and there was no change in his mind because of what he said just now.

I kept looking at him, but he lowered his head and gave me a slight smile, "Tomorrow we will climb the cliff along the rope, so you have to get enough energy tonight...close your eyes and go to sleep." He told me.

I closed my eyes in cooperation, and then opened them again, "I can't sleep if you hug me like this."

"...then count the sheep."

"Counting sheep is not for me," I shook my head. "You tell me a story, just tell... Did your mother make you a doll when you were young?"

The complexion of the hall master changed abruptly, even though he was still smiling, the quality of his laughter changed.

"No..." He retracted his arms and answered in a low voice.

"Then let's talk about your time at Yumian Shenquan Gu Renyu's house. At that time, you lost all your martial arts. When you were planting flowers, did anyone bully you?"

"Don't ask any more!"

"Hall Master!" But before he could get angry, I took the initiative to grab his hand, "Actually, there is one thing I always wanted to tell you, but always forgot..."

He didn't speak any more, and only gave a low reply from his throat, which seemed to let me continue talking.

So I raised my eyes and looked at him coldly, "A few days ago, I took Qiu Xinliu's pulse and found that someone planted a core worm into her body. It was a kind of..."

"Enough!" He was displeased, and frowned, "These things have nothing to do with you, don't worry about them in the future!"

"But that person is your daughter!" I pretended to be worried, "Don't you want to know, who has the audacity to attack the daughter of Emperor Qiu? That person must want to use Miss Qiu to threaten you—or, to threaten Mrs. Hu !"

The eyes that looked at me gradually turned cold, and he suddenly raised his hand and tapped my Ya acupuncture point.

I opened my mouth but couldn't speak. I didn't expect him to have this trick.

Again, he let my head rest on his shoulder in a more comfortable position, said "sleep", then still hugged me with both hands, and closed his eyes first.

I also stopped looking at him, remembering that the puppet master told me that the palace master asked him to bury the heartworm on Qiu Xinliu. Is it to threaten and control the person closest to him?

In fact, I can’t even diagnose whether there is a heartworm, but I can finally confirm one thing at this moment, Jiang Yulang, he is really ruthless and ruthless, I did not underestimate him, Xiao Yu’er did not misunderstand him, He can sacrifice everything around him to achieve his goal, so how can I tolerate him? !

……

In the morning light of the second day, when I woke up, the man was no longer by my side, only covering me with his coat.

The white mist was thin and the mountain was cool. I turned my head, and the fire that had been extinguished at night had been rekindled. The hall master was sitting by the fire, making a support with branches, and was concentrating on grilling fish.

And to say that he is attentive means that he is attentive.

The fish was roasted on the fire. He hugged his shoulders and sat silently, with his arms crossed on his bent knees, his chin resting on his arms, his body bent, half of his face buried in his hands, his long hair fell all over his body, So did the Lord, motionless, staring straight at the rising fire.

It's not like him at all, it's not like the scheming Lord Qiuhuang at all, but like a restless person, curling himself up to the extreme.

When I stood up, the Palace Master turned to look at me.

"It just so happens," he said to me, putting down his hand, "the fish is almost done grilling, you go to the stream to wash your face, and come back and eat the fish."

"Can your grilled fish be eaten?" I asked with a smile.

"The fish I grilled is not poisonous." He answered seriously.

I was helpless and still shook my head, "I don't eat meat in the early morning."

"Then what do you want to eat?" He asked in the distance, the fine sun cast on him from the clouds in the sky, illuminating the whole person very gently, the thin clothes set off his thin figure, but the sickness on his face, But it has improved a little.

"I can eat wild fruits," I replied, "I just ate wild fruits a few days ago." Then I stood up and reported to the hall master, "I'm going to wash my face and pick wild fruits."

Just turned around, but heard the voice of the palace master behind him, "You can't eat wild fruits early in the morning, it will hurt your stomach."

I turned around and smiled, "Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?"

"A long illness becomes a good doctor." He said slowly, then turned his eyes away from me.

When I came back after picking the wild fruit, the hall master was waiting for me, took the wild fruit in my hand, and brought the delicious grilled fish to me.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"My craftsmanship is very good." He said slowly, boasting without any exaggerated expression.

"Hallmaster, are you in a bad mood?" I finally found a clue.

"I'm fine." He didn't smile, and his tone and demeanor were even less convincing.

"You don't wake up in a bad mood in the morning," I concluded. "It was the same way when you were in the Chamber of Secrets."

"Really?" he responded casually.

"Yeah," I said seriously, "waking up feeling down is a disease."

"I'm fine." He repeated again, turned around, but turned back, "Be careful of burning." He told me.

"Don't tell me earlier!" I, who was already burned, raised my eyes and stared at him.

The corner of the palace master's lips barely lifted, and added: "Be careful of the fishbone."

"Cough...cough cough..." I was suddenly stuck by a fishbone.

The hall master reluctantly walked back to my side, stretched out his hand, and squeezed my mouth open suddenly.

"It's gone...it's gone..." I couldn't speak clearly when he pinched my mouth, "I...swallowed it...don't read it..."

The palace master ignored me, and pinched my mouth with his fingers, making my mouth wider and wider. He looked closer and said, "Tongue stretches out."

"It's all, it's gone..."

"elongation!"

"Ah—" I stuck out my tongue.

The hall master suddenly let go of his hand, frowned and looked at me, and asked, "Is it really gone?"

I nodded vigorously, "It's really gone!"

So he smiled slowly, "Sun Yingyu, how old are you when you eat so carelessly?"

I frowned, "It's hard to answer this question for you, if you asked it four years ago, when I was young..."

I was halfway through the sentence, but the palace master frowned again, "Okay, I know, you were sixteen four years ago, and you will be twenty four years later. You are old and not young anymore, so I won't ask any more."

"Hall Master!" I stomped my feet angrily, he walked back to the fire and gave me another fish, and then said: "Eat the side with fewer thorns."

"Don't you eat?" I knew there were only two fish in total, so I asked him.

"I don't eat meat in the morning." He answered me in my own words.

"Hall Master," I murmured as I calmed down and picked fishbone, "Actually, you are really annoying sometimes..."

He suddenly took the grilled fish skewered in my hand, "Then don't eat my grilled things."

"You—!" I gritted my teeth, pointed at him for a long time, then put my hand down, "I'm sorry, the lord."

He handed the grilled fish back to me, and added: "Sun Yingyu, you are not too big or too small."

"Yes," I answered, "you are old enough to be my father."

The hall master took a deep breath and gave me a hard look.