In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Chapter 238 The Bell
Returning to the ruined temple, she picked up the cloak on the ground, stretched it out and shook it a few times before giving it back to Zhao Wuling. Zhao Wuling added firewood to the fire but did not take it.

She had no choice but to take it back and sit on the hay to warm herself by the fire.

The sparks jumped so high that the tongues of fire licked the night crazily, driving away the cold night.

Zhao Wuling raised his eyes casually, looking lazy.

"You know that the arrow is poisonous, and that the enemy is in the dark and you are in the light. Turning a blind eye and running away is the best way. Why do you come back to save me?"

"I……"

Xiao Yu paused and explained: "You have saved me many times. I promised before that if you are in trouble in the future, I will try my best to save you, even if it means blocking the gun and sword and dying for you."

Zhao Wuling looked solemn and seemed unhappy.

Xiao Yu didn't understand. As a gentleman says, a horse is hard to catch. Since he was in trouble, he helped him. What did he have to worry about?
A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

It is really unpredictable.

"By the way, who wants to kill you?" She frowned, confused.

Could it be that he offended someone in the court?Or maybe someone knows his true identity and wants to kill him to silence him?
Even after experiencing such a thrilling moment, Zhao Wuling remained calm.

"I don't know." He replied.

"There are so many people who want to kill me, and I never care."

Stains!
Xiao Yu twitched the corners of his lips. This man was really confident. People were coming to him, and he still pretended to be calm and calm.

I really want to open his heart and see if he really doesn't care.

"The other party has bribed the death guards. I don't want to reveal my identity in front of you. I guess the people who want to kill you are probably people from the imperial court. People in the world have their own organizations, and there are many elite killers among them. And the officials in the imperial court are It’s different, sanctimonious, calculating, and not short of money.”

Xiao Yu thought of something and regretted: "You are a counselor. In terms of strategy, who can be better than you, Mr. Zhao Xiaohou? I must have thought of the nonsense I just said."

Zhao Wuling glanced at her, his eyes burning.

"Sit down."

"Ok?"

Xiao Yu didn't react for a moment, only to see Zhao Wuling move to her side and sit side by side with her, the two shadows on the wall blending in half.

"Where's the bell?"

Zhao Wuling spread his palms and placed them steadily in front of her eyes.

Xiao Yu came back to her senses and hurriedly dug around for a while. She felt hot and sweaty for some reason.

Finally, he took out the bell and put it in Zhao Wuling's hand. The bell was covered with sweat stains. Zhao Wuling clenched his fist and rubbed the sweat stains on it carefully.

"Why are you nervous? Could it be that I am a man-eating tiger, making you feel so uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm hot."

Xiao Yu raised her sleeves and wiped her sweat, pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not uncomfortable or nervous, it's just that the bell was slippery and fell into my abdomen. In front of you, I'm not feeling well." It's a big move, so it's a bit difficult." Zhao Wuling shook his head, as if helpless: "It's so difficult for you to accept my feelings. Now you don't even want to sit next to me. Fortunately, you are willing to say something. Nice to coax me.”

Xiao Yu opened his mouth, and ten thousand words passed by his mouth, but he couldn't utter even a single word.

Since she saved her life, she has never thought about the love between her children. She just wants to live in peace. She does not dare to tarnish a good person like her elder brother. She only hopes that he will have a smooth career and a healthy life.

As for Zhao Wuling, she felt guilty about him, and this guilt became more indelible as time went by.

How can we mention the word "love"?
"You also know my virtue, how can it match yours, Zhao Wuling..."

She lowered her head and sighed.

"I used to treat you so badly, you should hate me. I would rather you hate me and loathe me. It's better to use me for your own purposes. That way, I can approach you with confidence. I am so ruthless and ruthless. People like me always focus on self-interest in everything, so I don’t deserve love at all.”

The words she had been holding back for a long time finally came out, and she felt much more relaxed.

Not expecting her to respond like this, Zhao Wuling's expression softened a bit, he slipped the pig bell between his fingers, and shook it left and right twice, it was crisp and sweet.

"I've always wanted you to tell me the origin of this bell, but you couldn't tell me no matter what. It wasn't until you disappeared yesterday that I thought about it carefully. Maybe you weren't lying at all. What about this bell? I don’t know at all.”

"I really don't know. If I knew, I would have run in front of you and tried to flatter you. How could I let you hear those nonsense words."

While changing clothes in the room, she speculated that Zhao Wuling fell in love with her at first sight when he was a child, but was told that they had never met when they were children.

He was caught red-handed and refuted the rumors, and he was shamefully thrown into his grandma's house.

Zhao Wuling looked at her knowingly, with unclear meaning in his eyes. She frowned uneasily, feeling palpitations in her chest for no apparent reason.

She only saw Zhao Wuling's lips moving, the world around her was spinning, the sun and moon were upside down, and there was a noise in her ears. Although everything was confusing, she heard one sentence particularly clearly.

"Uncle Dong bought this pink pig bell as a gift to you..."

Uncle Dong bought it for you!

Uncle Dong?
father?
The bell that she has never been interested in is actually a gift that her father plans to give her!
But all these years, her father never mentioned it to her.

Tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably. She reached for the bell, but it was weak in Zhao Wuling's hand. She slowly leaned down and pressed her forehead against the bell, feeling the temperature of the bell.

At this time, she was overly sad and discouraged. She held on for a breath to prevent herself from falling. Hot tears fell on Zhao Wuling's hand. The hand trembled slightly and held her more firmly.

Xiao Yu raised her head, held his hand, and stared at the bell, her voice choked with sobs: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now. Can you tell me when this happened?"

Zhao Wuling turned his wrist, his palm covered hers, and then his fingers were clasped tightly with hers, and the bell was between their palms.

"On the Lantern Festival when I was seven years old, I was injured and fainted on the street. I was bumped into by Uncle Dong and Aunt Dong, and they sent me to a medical clinic. The owner of the medical clinic also had a daughter, so Uncle Dong chatted with the boss. , I got to know you during the conversation. It turns out that you are less than five years old, lively, clever, and difficult to control. We had made an appointment to go to Chenxiang Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings, but you ran away secretly. Uncle Dong took out this bell, It's pink and tender, and it looks like a toy for little girls, but you don't like it. Uncle Dong planned to give it to his daughter at the medical clinic. Aunt Dong saw me staring at it and thought I liked it too, so she gave the bell to her. Got me."

Xiao Yu closed her eyes tightly, the memory of her childhood still vivid in her mind.

In the years when she was born, there were a lot of wars. Her father was away at war and rarely got along with her. She even gradually became estranged from her father. Her father tried many ways to get close to her.

(End of this chapter)