Su ye thought for a moment. She leaned against the wall and asked again

"Your master is in the palace these days. How are you?"

The voice of Feichen was still warm and gentle without great ups and downs,

"Not good."

Su Ye looked faint. She couldn't see what she was thinking. She just didn't talk anymore and walked out.

Wen Shu stood under the acacia tree. Su Ye staggered with him and went straight out.

Wen Shu seemed to know what Su Ye meant, but he still asked

"Miss Su?"

Su Ye stopped and looked at Wen Shu

"Don't you mean to talk to me about your childhood?"

Wen Shu said to talk about the past, and Su ye said to talk about his childhood.

Because she only wanted to hear about his childhood, the only story that intersected with Suqing.

It seems that Wenshu also understands.

His deep eyes looked at Su ye, and he answered gently

"OK."

When I heard this, there was a touch of coolness in my words.

One before and one after, three people left the yard soon.

Halfway up Yaowang Valley, in a red hexagonal pavilion.

Su Ye was dressed in white and looked pale, sitting on the stone bench.

She held a cup of tea in her hand.

Across from her, Wenshu looked at her with a smile.

Lao Wei didn't know where he had gone. There were only two of them around the pavilion.

She supported her forehead with one hand, looked at the herb garden outside the pavilion, and followed her in a low voice

"Go ahead."

I'm not in a hurry to read.

He picked up the tea lamp in front of him and took a sip of tea.

"Does Miss Su know his life experience? He is the mixed blood of the snake man and the witch clan. You are not surprised that I mentioned it inadvertently. "

Su Ye listened and twisted her eyebrows, a little impatient.

"You know what I want to hear."

Wen Shu drooped his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled and smiled low

"Miss Su wants to hear about the period when he slaughtered the witch clan? Listen to how he destroyed the whole witch clan?

I'm curious. What's the standard for Miss Su to like a person?

Is it cruel and easy to kill, or beautiful as flowers? "

Speaking of the last four words, Wenshu burst into laughter.

But soon, his smile gradually disappeared

"No matter how beautiful that skin bag is, it can't cover up the essence under it. Can you really live with such a person for a long time? "

Su Ye pushed the cup forward.

"It seems that there is no need for us to continue talking."

A ray of sunshine shines into the pavilion. The warm book raises the eyelids. The deep eyes gradually change color and become gray white.

His nails also began to turn purple black.

Dada dada, warming his book and knocking on the table, he grinned and stared at the person in front of him.

A hoarse voice came from the bottom of his throat

"This is me, Suye."

He gave her a cry.

Su yezhuan, who had turned his attention to one side, looked back at him. He was stunned at first, then looked up and down, twisted his eyebrows, and a sneer came up at the corners of his lips

"Do you want to tell me that he will become like this one day, or do you want to show me how powerful your witch blood is?"

Wenshu laughed deep in his throat

"You are so cruel."

Just a few words, just braved the sun, the weather was sunny, and in the twinkling of an eye, a dark cloud covered the sun.

After a while, the sky became gloomy and it began to rain.

The rain pattered, like little pearls falling on the ground, making a sound.

Su Ye sat on the stone bench, drank a sip of tea and didn't speak again.

But soon, the state of warming up books also returned to normal.

As if he had just been a momentary illusion.