Dayong Nu sentenced to death

The next day.

A ray of skylight shined through the window on the red sandalwood carved kui dragon pattern five-screen arhat bed, Yan Yun's eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened.

The familiar furnishings and fragrance gradually cleared up his drowsy mind.

It's his bedroom.

He closed his eyes again, rubbing the brows with his skinny fingers, trying to relieve the dryness and soreness in his eyes, "Come here."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, there was a voice beside the bed, which was particularly abrupt in this quiet and cold room.

There is still a bit of laziness and hoarseness when he wakes up.

"you're awake?"

Yan Yun suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. The person lying beside the bed yawned and sat up, holding his neck and twisting it. His bones creaked and gradually stretched out.

"How do you..."

Yan Yun was a little confused about the situation for a while, and the sluggish reaction caused by the hangover made him rarely show a bit of trance and consternation.

Compared to him, Su Rao looked very calm, and took his words: "Why are you here... look down..."

Yan Yun lowered her eyes as she said, and followed the thin moon-white Shu brocade auspicious pattern to the bedside. She saw him holding her wrist tightly with one hand, and her delicate porcelain-white skin was even slightly flushed.

He belatedly let go, frowned in annoyance, "Did it hurt you?"

"It doesn't hurt, it will subside after a while."

Su Rao moved her numb arm and looked at him in surprise: "How much do you remember about last night?"

"last night……"

Yan Yun sat up with his forehead supported, his legs bent and his elbows supported, his sleeves slipped off, revealing half of his bony and well-proportioned arms, he lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then shook his head slowly: "I only remember drinking two cups of Qiuyuebai, what happened after that... ...has no memory at all."

really.

"You're really drunk."

Su Rao evoked a sly smile, leaned closer to him, and said bewitchingly and jokingly: "Yan Heqing, do you want to know what you did last night?"

Her eyes were shining brightly, and she wrote a few large characters brightly.

with bad intentions.

Yan Yun's thoughts were sluggish, as if a piece of wood had been stuffed in his mind, he raised his brows unconsciously in astonishment, and looked sideways at her, "What?"

"You said you like me, you want to drink with me every day, catch fish for me to eat..."

"I also said that I want to plant crabapple flowers all over the yard. I think those bamboos and ancient pines are an eyesore, so I insist on pulling them out. Although I tried my best to stop it, but..."

With a wave of Su Rao's sleeves, the strong wind opened the window, revealing the old tree that had been cut down in the middle of the yard. The broken branches and leaves had obviously been cleaned up without leaving any traces.

Only the half-person-high bare tree stump reminded of the 'tragedy' that happened last night.

Yan Yun looked at the tree trunk surrounded by the two and fell into deep thought.

But it's not over yet...

"You are also planning to dig a wine cellar in the palace, and then demolish an attic in the southwest corner..."

"Xi Chi went to stop you, but you kicked him off the roof, and even a dozen shadow thorns couldn't stop you."

"..."

After hearing those absurd deeds, the veins on Yan Yun's forehead twitched.

He waited for a long time before reluctantly asking: "Then, besides these?"

"Aren't these enough? What else do you want to do?"

Su Rao looked at him straight.

Yan Yun lowered his hands and stared at her quietly, as if examining, as if probing, but seeing that her face remained unchanged and nothing unusual, she swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

His expression was complicated and inexplicable.

"Stop being dumbfounded."

Su Rao didn't see his annoyed and remorseful look, so she felt bored and stood up with the edge of the bed, "It's getting late, it's time to get up and tidy up, and go to the yamen to be on duty."

She turned and walked out.

When he was almost at the door, a hoarse question came from behind him: "Why did you change your mind?"

There was no beginning or end to a sentence, but Su Rao understood it.

Just as she raised her hand, she lowered it slightly.

After standing still for a while, he laughed lowly: "How can I take advantage of others? That's too much. If you get angry with me, I can't coax you well."

"will not."

"will not be mad?"

"Ah."

The room was silent, only the shallow breathing of the two of them, Su Rao felt her heart tremble, and there was some sadness hidden in the numbness, she never looked back, and murmured: "You, that's it, it makes me want to do something I can't bear bad things."

"Don't pamper me too much, Yan Yun."

She smiled, her voice was weak and unpredictable: "I'm not a person who is very good at controlling sense of proportion..."

She didn't tell him about being drunk last night.

There were sparks in his blank and blank eyes, which burned in her heart, as if it was going to melt the flesh, and she regretted it just by looking at it.

Regretted to the point of going up to him as soon as he woke up, playing tricks, making jokes, and by the way showing off intentionally or unintentionally: Look, I haven't crossed the line.

In this way, it was revealed tacitly.

Act like nothing happened.

as always.

During the long silence, Yan Yun got up and left the couch, and walked towards her, step by step with a very shallow voice, but it seemed as if he was stepping on the apex of her heart, causing her whole body to collapse unconsciously.

Two arms encircled her from behind.

Gradually tighten.

Yan Yun put his chin against her head, wrapped her in his arms, sighed helplessly, and said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "Su Lingling, aren't you usually very courageous? Why? Do you want to shrink back at such a time?"

"You really don't know what I mean by taking that glass of wine?"

Through the clothes of the two of them, Su Rao could still feel his steady and powerful heartbeat, and his breath enveloped her everywhere.

In such silent comfort, she gradually relaxed.

The line of the straightened lips tugged lightly.

"know."

"If you really knew, you wouldn't tell me these things."

Yan Yun's chest rose and fell, he took a deep breath, then slowly let go of her, passed her hand through her temples, and opened the door.

"You go."

His words changed so quickly that before Su Rao could react, she was pushed out of the room, and the door behind her was mercilessly closed again.

Su Rao: "..."

She turned and stared at the door, blinked her eyes lightly, a little at a loss, her ancestor seemed unhappy.

Have it?

There should be, right?

She scratched her ears uncertainly, and whispered to the inside: "Yan Yun, Yan Heqing, Mr. Yan..."

There was the sound of chairs being moved inside.

"Su Lingling, come to me after you think it over."

After Yan Yun finished saying this sentence, no matter what she said, he didn't make a sound. Su Rao racked her brains for a long time, but she still didn't understand what she should think clearly.

Was it that sentence that made the ancestor unhappy?
Seeing that the time was up, she could only leave the palace first with doubts in her mind. After sending them away, Zhu Yan, Qi Chi, and Jing Chen stood in a row outside Zhimo Courtyard, thoughtful.

"It was fine last night. Why did you break up so early in the morning?"

Qi Chi expressed his puzzlement.

Jing Chen stood with his sleeves folded, with an inscrutable expression, "Zhu Yan, what do you think?"

"I can't tell."

I don't know the cause and effect, this time Monk Zhang Er was really puzzled by Zhu Yan, and said with a pursed mouth: "These two people are not temperamental enough to quarrel. Could it be that they have changed their nature after one night?"

"Or...what happened at night?"