"Love is such a great thing, it can make a person strong and fearless. She fell in love with someone from her master's family, so she worked extra hard for it. In order to not have to hand over her body during the mission, she practiced desperately. In the beginning I am also happy, happy that the magic of love changes people and allows her to survive in this family, and her love is also responded to. Every time she goes to see that person, she can be excited all night long. Ha... "Perhaps the emotion was too deep. Xinyue rarely gave up the mocking mode and told this memory in an almost gentle tone. The sweet and happy time in the first half made her couldn't help but smile, but the sound just escaped her throat like It was as if a big hand was strangling his neck, and the nostalgia on his face stopped abruptly.
"It's a pity that she died in the end. She died in the hands of her own people." Xinyue's voice became lower and lower, with a trace of loneliness and sadness in the hoarseness, as if she couldn't bear to relive the process and directly turned the tragedy over. The ending is revealed.
"That person..." Song Ye frowned, finding clues from the clues in the past two days, "It's An Mo."
The person who fell in love with the disciples in the inner chamber was An Mo.
"Yes." Xinyue leaned on the head of the bed and closed her eyes softly, "An Mo has grown up in the Ye family since she was a child. She has chosen the Ye family's husband for a long time, but she still comes to provoke her."
In fact, she also knows that one person cannot take the lead in making love decisions, let alone blame others. She has resented Anmo for so many years just to give herself something to rely on.
So when she really spoke, her tone was more of a kind of powerlessness.
"Did An Mo be forced to do it?" Song Ye made an inference based on the killer organization's training method of severing love and sex.
But what she got was a negative answer from Xinyue, "No, it's because she became Ye Lingyin's personal maid."
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The night is as cool as water, and the early autumn night has already become cold. Ye's house is located halfway up the mountain. Even at night, it is shrouded in white mist, and the temperature is lower than at the bottom of the mountain.
This was the first time that Song Ye spent the night in the main house. The room was arranged in the wing next to Ye Lingyin's. It was separated by a layer of wooden boards. He could know anything happening next door immediately. The first thing he did on duty tonight was that she was called upon. vigil.
Originally, the vigil was responsible for personal safety, but Ye Lingyin summoned Song Ye into the room.
"You stand here, watch me sleep, and remember to hold the lamp." In the incense boudoir with an extremely ancient flavor, looking across the screen towards the bedroom behind the bead curtain, the girl on the large carved bed put on a white pajamas, with a soft hair Her long hair made her face as fair as jade.
At this time, Song Ye was standing at the head of the bed holding a lantern, looking down at the girl who was looking at him with her head tilted. The face that was too similar often made people feel a sense of trance, and the cuteness on that face suddenly appeared in the pale There was a slight twist on his face, as if he had a facial nerve disorder.
Thinking of what Xinyue said before leaving in the evening, Song Ye's heart sank.
"What's that look in your eyes?" Xu noticed something strange in her eyes. The girl on the bed raised her brows, her facial features were wrinkled and distorted. She was suddenly startled again, and quickly touched her face with her hand, muttering in a low voice. : "Pay attention to controlling your emotions, pay attention to controlling your emotions... Haha..."
Suddenly, he laughed again.
Song Ye slightly noticed something strange, and his deep pupils flickered in the candlelight.
"I'm going to bed. You must not leave." It was only nine o'clock in the night. Ye Lingyin turned off the lights and did not watch TV or play with her mobile phone. She covered herself with a quilt early and curled up into a ball, like a helpless child. Then a few muffled syllables came out from the bed.
Um? Song Ye couldn't hear clearly, so he tilted his ears, and finally understood it this time.
"You can't die either. If you die, no one will be with me..."
Song Ye couldn't see her expression when she said this, but in her heart she was a little depressed by the old, gray tones in the room and the flickering candlelight.
Three hours later, in the dead of night, with a hiss, the last candle in the lantern was extinguished.
At the same time, a low whimpering sound suddenly came from the bed.
She suddenly opened her eyes from her light sleep, and her eyes that were used to the night shot straight at the person sleeping on the bed.
"Well..." The girl bit her lower lip uncomfortably, frowned, and let out a low whimper, as if she was suffering from great pain. The ends of her hair were wet with sweat and were messy on her forehead.
Nightmares, or illness? Song Ye frowned and quickly put his hand on the other person's forehead, but his hand was cold.
The cold skin feels weird to the touch, smooth but not delicate, not slippery.
Song Ye made a mistake with his fingers, trying to touch behind her ears. At this moment, the person who was struggling in pain on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and the big eyes radiated two strange lights in the darkness. Then the whole person quickly rushed towards Song Ye.
"Ahhh..." The cold blade pierced out streaks of light in the darkness, coming menacingly. Ye Lingyin roared in his mouth, his whole body fell into a manic state, and his delicate face twisted into a ferocious appearance.
Song Ye dodged while observing the other party's state, seeming to decide whether she was really crazy or pretending to be stupid.
There was a crackle, and all the tables and benches in the house were overturned and violently destroyed, leaving a mess.
After a long while, Song Ye finally hit her behind and knocked her unconscious with a knife, and then stopped.
After sending the person back to the bed, Song Ye saw the girl who was still covering her face with her hands even in a coma, and the condensation between her eyebrows lingered for a long time.
There was such a big movement in the house, but the secret guard guarding the door did not make any move. It could be seen that this was not the first time Ye Lingyin was in this situation. The Swiss Army Knife he touched from under the pillow as soon as he opened his eyes was probably in a constant state.
It can make a person maintain such vigilance in his sleep. He is either a killer or a person who has been oppressed in his heart for a long time.
Thinking of the scene in the main hall where Ye Meili took action at the slightest disagreement, Song Ye closed his eyes gently and reached out to cover her with the quilt.
The next day, before Ye Lingyin got up, a maid had already come in and packed her things secretly. The person on the bed looked as usual after getting up, as if she was completely unaware of what happened last night.
"Today you accompany me to my mother's place for breakfast. After breakfast, we will go find An Mo." Ye Lingyin, who was combing her hair in front of the dressing table, applied lipstick. When she mentioned An Mo, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were twitching. Revealing sweetness.
Song Ye focused on the first half of the sentence. When she entered the dining room with her entourage, she saw Ye Meili was already dining at her seat. She had a cold attitude towards Ye Lingyin and disrupted her schedule by saying, "Go to Luo's house today and find Luo Luo." My young master will teach you your superpowers."