Die For Life

Huyansiluo was sitting in the master bedroom of Jixin's other courtyard, looking at the big bed in front of him, a wave of fear struck her heart.

After Sister Qinglan left, suddenly the old butler took her here. She originally thought this was the room she would live in in the future, and she secretly said that the Jing family's hospitality was not bad. Although the size of this room was far inferior to her bedroom in Wanghai Gongfu, it was already pretty good.

However, Huyansiluo sat for a while, and soon found many traces of residence in the bedroom. Two quilts with different patterns, a desk with manuscripts, a book with bookmarks, glasses on the side of the bed... All these seem to indicate that this seems to be the bedroom of a certain couple of men and women.

No, no?

Me, I just came on the first day!

I slept with my mother yesterday!

Are you going to sleep with that smelly man Jing Zhengwei today? ?

The more I think about it, the more afraid, and the more I wait, the more I tremble, Huyansiluo feels like a little lamb bitten by a big bad wolf, and will soon be stripped and ravaged.

Thinking about it, Hu Yansiluo's crystal clear cheeks flushed, biting her lip slightly, and her body twisted. But she quickly recovered, and subconsciously began to escape from reality and diverted her attention to observe the room.

She suddenly discovered that there are quite a lot of glasses on the windowsill, and the styles are also various...Does Jing Zhengwei and Qing Lan have bad eyes?

She picked up the book on the bedside table. The cover read "The Seven Chapters of Xuanjun", wondering if it was a manuscript of warfare? However, when I opened it, Huyansiluo's face was flushed with the pictures in various poses, and the vague shameful imagination in my mind suddenly became a reality.

She tweeted secretly, thinking that this must be Jing Zhengwei's book, but she didn't expect that stinky man would actually read this kind of book in order to bully women!

Suddenly Hu Yansiluo noticed the reflective light next to her, and found that the closet door next to her was glazed and transparent, and the clothes inside could be seen from the outside, and she also had them at home.

Then, Hu Yansiluo saw a very revealing black and white maid outfit in the closet.

She felt a fever on her cheek just thinking about putting it on.

Jing Zhengwei, bah!

Hu Yansiluo criticized the crime scene of Jing Zhengwei loudly in her heart, while eagerly capturing the traces in the bedroom, even the fragrance burning in the bedroom was regarded as evidence of crime to cover up the smell.

She walked slowly to the desk and saw a pile of twisted manuscripts placed on it.

‘Jing Zhengwei’s kind of unlearned profiteer, shouldn’t he settle accounts in his bedroom? She thought so, and glanced at the contents of the manuscript.

Then, she could no longer look away.

It was not until hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside that Huyansiluo quickly returned to her position and sat upright, watching Leyu and Qinglan coming in very nervously.

"Good evening, Miss Huyan." Le·YoZi·Yu greeted enthusiastically and cheerfully: "What do you think of this room?"

"Very good."

"Really, then you will live here in the future."

"Huh?" Although I had a vague expectation in my heart, Huyansiluo couldn't help but flushed after hearing Le Yu say this: "This, this is too fast, right? This should be your bedroom, right?"

"Haha, get scared!" Leyu smiled evilly, sitting at the desk and said: "Didn't you just say that you want it? Why, the fourth lady of Huyan's family only has this kind of consciousness?"

"me……"

Huyansiluo was upset, glanced at the closet subconsciously, Leyu followed her gaze and glanced at Qinglan, then glanced at Huyansiluo, shook her head and said: "Don't look, no The clothes that make you wear that kind of clothes don’t fit you in size."

Qing Lan glanced at Huyan Siluo's fraternity, and glanced at Le Yu faintly.

Before Huyansiluo let out a sigh of relief, Le Yu immediately said: "And what kind of clothes to wear to sleep, I think it's best if you don't wear clothes!"

Noting that Qinglan’s eyes gradually became dangerous, in order to sleep peacefully tonight, Leyu coughed and decided to stop arching the fire: "So, although you think that Duke Wanghai is for your own good, if you only rely on'good for you' 'For this reason, let your happiness in the rest of your life be buried with me. You don't want it yourself, right?"

"However, if you want to be a guest in Jingyuan, I don't mind. You should raise a pig that eats and waits to die. As for other things, don't worry about it. If Wanghai is really smart, I will naturally There is a desire to pull him; if Duke Wanghai is not smart enough, then count it as you lick...No matter what you do, I won't be moved with compassion."

Hu Yansiluo couldn't help saying: "I'm not a pig!"

Le Yu said: "Don't discriminate against pigs, pigs are actually very smart, and they will say why, do you know why?"

Hu Yansiluo was taken aback: "Why?"

Qing Lan couldn't help laughing, and waved her hand happily, motioning Qing Lan to send the pig back to the pigsty.

Before Hu Yansiluo left, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Jing Zhengwei, why do you have to fight against everyone? Isn't it bad to make money with everyone?"

Qing Lan stopped, did not pull Huyansiluo away.

She seems to be looking forward to Leyu's answer.

Or.

She also hoped that Leyu could change her mind.

Le Yu glanced at them and said: "You have never seen me cry because of someone's death, you have never seen me in the Tianfu restaurant watching the group of silver-blooded young masters eating and drinking and killing them all. You haven’t seen me every time I pass by the slums and can’t bear to open my eyes to look at those ragged children. , Lao Tzu is number one in the world, how old are you, do you want me to explain your mental journey?"

"How dare you call the name of the president of the Silver Blood Society, Qing Lan, drag her out and slap her ass!"

Qing Lan squeezed Huyansiluo with a dumbfounded face, and with a clear wave of applause, Huyansiluo let out a shy and indignant exclamation outside.

After a while, Qing Lan returned to the room and wrapped Leyu's neck and complained: "You are all to blame. If I have to be a bad person, Silo might hate me now."

"This is not very good, it can be regarded as cutting off your idea of ​​wanting to be a sister with her." Le Yu said: "It is reasonable, even if I really marry her, I would rather you and her be enemies and fight with me every day. It's better than you two pulling me into the room together... Hey, it feels scary to think about it."

"If you dare to provoke other women, I'll kill you!" Qing Lan said with a grin, and then let out a chuckle again.

"Keep it for a while, your bad woman form also makes me feel very fresh."

"Really? Then I'll show it to you!"

"Don't make trouble, I want to update, I want to update! —"

The two were fighting on the bed for a while, Qing Lan suddenly pressed him, raised her eyebrows and asked: "So you really... didn't you give me a sister's mind?"

Le Yu sighed: "Hey, I don't want to repeat the same sentence too many times. If you want to hear it, I can do it-yes, Qing Lan, until this body reaches the end of death, you are my only partner. ."

Qing Lan's face was slightly flushed, but she didn't mean to stop: "Then you can answer my question honestly."

"Just ask."

"Who is Qian Yuya?"

Le Yu was taken aback, his face became serious.

"How did you know this name?"

It is Qing Lan's instinct to know the knowledge and interest. She can feel that Le Yu has entered a state of tension, so she no longer entangles in the little things of feelings, and said seriously: "You will send money to the Yanjing Royal Academy through the'Dewind Post Office' every month. To a female student named Qian Yuya, I knew it a long time ago, and thought it was your...fiancee, so I never talked about it."

"Qian Yuya is my friend's sister. My friend died so badly. I couldn't bear it. I was so poor that I had only money left. So I gave money to his sister as a friend to take care of her." Leyu explained. But still frowned: "Every time I send money, I tell the post office people not to reveal my identity. How do you know?"

"It's useless to order." Qing Lan smiled: "Since you became a silver and blood, you can be said to be a hot celebrity in Xuanzhu County, and everyone at the post office knows you. In fact, this information is still the post office staff telling me. , He thinks this news can sell a high price to me-in fact it is true."

Leyu was stunned.

He sat up slowly, holding his forehead, his face gradually becoming calm.

After acquiring the ‘ice-blood physique’, Leyu no longer feels negative emotions such as regret and sadness. When the situation exceeds his expectations, he will be forced to enter a calm state and quickly think about ways to solve the siege.

Qing Lan noticed something was wrong, and asked softly, "Qian Yuya might be in trouble?"

Le Yu nodded slightly and stretched out his hand to hug Qing Lan.

The world is indifferent and ruthless, only Qing Lan still has a trace of warmth when she hugs her.

He forgot the change in his identity.

Before, he was just the young master of the Jing family, and he was not considered a big man in the Jing family. There were Jing Qingchu, Jing Zhengwu, and Jing Zhengtang pressed by him, so no one would pay attention to him.

But he is now the president of the Silver Blood Society.

Moreover, he is also a president who has offended countless dignitaries.

Then, his past traces ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will be investigated over and over again by countless people to obtain the weaknesses that can control him.

In the past, he sent money to Qian Yuya, at best, the post office people would be curious.

Now, perhaps the big figures in Xuanzhu County are all wondering who Qian Yuya is.

However, Leyu in Xuanzhu County was completely helpless.

He can only pray.

Yan Jing's white night can protect Qian Yuliu's sister.

"I hope she's okay."

...

...

Yan Jing.

Tianshui Hutong.

There are no-man streets, bright and distant street lights.

Qian Yuya stopped and turned around and said, "You have been with me for so many days, what can I do for you?"

In the shadows, a man in a black cloak walked out.

"Your name is Qian Yuya, 18 years old, living in Zhuque Alley, Xicheng Avenue, unmarried, and a freshman at Yanjing Royal College. You have to go to school until 18 o'clock every day to go home. You don’t smoke, drink, or play cards. Go to bed at 11 o’clock in the evening and sleep for 8 hours a day. Before going to bed, you will definitely drink a glass of warm milk, and then exercise for 20 minutes. Leave the stress and pressure until the next day, and the teacher says you are excellent."

Seeing an unfamiliar man investigating his situation to the fullest extent, the average female would have ran away long ago, but Qian Yuya's face remained calm.

"Your investigation of me is basically the same," she said.

"Your affirmation is the greatest encouragement to me." The cloak man bowed his head and said, "But there is no definite result for what I want to investigate. I hope you can answer me truthfully."

"what's up?"

"What is the relationship between you and Xuan Zhujing's family?"