"Xin'er, where did you go? Do you know that I am very worried. Just now I heard a servant report that you suddenly rushed out of the inn at noon without saying a word. Xiaohuan lost your trace and found that something is wrong. So I hurried back to the mansion to find someone to look for you."
When hugging Xin'er's petite body, Leng Yixuan couldn't help expressing all the doubts and worries in his heart.
Being hugged by the man like this, and with the man's worried and handsome face, Xin'er couldn't help but burst into tears.
Seeing Xin'er crying, Leng Yixuan's heart was about to break, and he immediately reached out to help Xin'er wipe the tears from his face, and asked worriedly.
"Xin'er, what happened? Tell me, even if it's a big deal, I will solve it for you!"
Hearing Leng Yixuan's words, Xin'er felt that her heart was very chaotic, looking at this handsome man full of worries, she had a lot to say to him.
However, for a while, she couldn't speak a word.
What if she is really the daughter of the leader of the cult!
With her character towards Xuan, he loves her, even if she is really the daughter of the Demon Cult, he will definitely marry her and love her regardless of the consequences.
However, if people find out, her identity will definitely implicate him...
At that time, what should Xuan do!
The imperial court and the Devil's Cult have always been incompatible. Anyone who is related to the Devil's Cult will be shot to death.
She doesn't want him to be hurt in any way, not because of her...
The more she thought about it, the sadder and sadder Xin'er felt.
However, no matter how Leng Yixuan asked, she never said a word. Seeing this, Leng Yixuan had no choice but to speak.
"Xin'er, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Come on, don't cry, let's go home, shall we?"
"En." Feeling Leng Yixuan's tenderness, Xin'er's nose was sore.
In the end, she nodded above her head, and let Leng Yixuan pick her up, got into the carriage, and ran towards Leng's residence.
Because Xin'er was heartbroken at the moment, she didn't notice at all that there was a man in black standing quietly not far from them.
After goodbye Xin'er and the others left, the man in black turned around and left...
…
It was night, after Xin'er had dinner, she sat in the gazebo with Leng Yixuan, quietly admiring the moonlight in the lotus pond.
Leng Yixuan leaned gently on the imperial concubine chair, while Xin'er snuggled into his arms.
There was even a layer of moisture in the beautiful eyes, and she stared forward blankly.
In front of her, half-packed lotus flowers are waiting to be released, which is too beautiful to behold.
But none of these fell into Xin'er's hands, because Xin'er's mind was full of thoughts about what happened today and what she heard at the inn.
Leng Yixuan, who was hugging her tightly, didn't speak, but just hugged her quietly, because although he didn't know what happened today, he knew that when Xin'er was willing to talk, he would naturally Said.
So, all he needs to give her now is time.
Ever since, neither of the two people in the gazebo spoke, and the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of 'rustling' from the wind blowing the treetops.
The evening wind blows slowly, playing a pool of lake water, the lotus flowers are swaying, and the fragrance is overflowing.
Leng Yixuan hugged Xin'er's petite body tightly, and his chin gently rubbed against Xin'er's forehead, his movements were intimate and gentle.
It was not until a long time later that Xin'er slowly came back to her senses, and then, as if thinking of something, she asked.
"Xuan."
"kindness?"
Hearing that Xin'er finally spoke, Leng Yixuan's dark eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth curled up, then he smiled gently at Xin'er, and said.
"What's wrong?"
"No, it's just that I've heard people talking about the Devil's Cult recently, so I'm just curious. By the way, what is the Devil's Cult like?"
Hearing Xin'er's words, although Leng Yixuan didn't know why Xin'er asked such a question.
But as long as she doesn't keep silent and make him worry, it will be fine.
Thinking of this, Leng Yixuan said.
"This demonic sect has always existed in Jianghu. However, what it has done these years has seriously endangered the development and interests of the imperial court. Neither the imperial court nor the Jianghu can tolerate this evil sect. Therefore, the emperor issued an order to deal with this evil sect. Sect, all will be shot to kill, as long as they have anything to do with this demon sect, they will all die!"
"What!? The emperor really ordered this!?"
Hearing these words, Xin'er was even more surprised.
However, soon, Xin'er might feel that she was too excited, so she couldn't help but paused, and then asked.
"Then if someone doesn't know that the person around him is a member of the Devil's Cult, maybe the person he likes is a member of the Devil's Cult, and they marry him, what will happen?! Will he be implicated too?"
"Well, yes, after all, since he married this person, he must know the person he likes very well, so, regardless of whether this person really doesn't know or what, the emperor's order is like this, kill without mercy!"
"this… "
Hearing this, Xin'er only felt that her heart was pinched hard by someone's hands, and the piercing pain made her almost out of breath.
Even his complexion turned pale all of a sudden.
Sensing that something was wrong with Xin'er, Leng Yixuan asked immediately.
"Xin'er, what's wrong with you, do you have a fever? Why is your complexion so bad!?"
After finishing speaking, Leng Yixuan kept reaching out to touch Xin'er's forehead.
Seeing Leng Yixuan's worried look, Xin'er couldn't help but pull Leng Yixuan's hand and said.
"I'm fine, don't worry Xuan, I'm just, just a little tired."
"Tired? Well, let's go to rest!"
Hearing Xin'er's words, Leng Yixuan spoke.
Hearing this, Xin'er immediately nodded and said.
"OK."
Hearing Xin'er's words, Leng Yixuan immediately picked up Xin'er and went back to the room.
Because after that night, Leng Yixuan and Xin'er slept together in the same bed every night.
After all, their wedding date has been fixed now, and they have a physical relationship. Now, they are just waiting for them to get married and become a real couple.
But can they really get married!
At this point, Xin'er was puzzled...
…
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
Finally, Xin'er fell asleep.
Leng Yixuan, who was originally lying beside her, couldn't help sitting up from the bed, then bent down and kissed Xin'er's forehead lightly, his eyes were full of tenderness and distress.
Finally, Leng Yixuan slowly pushed open the carved wooden door and left the room.
At this moment, the night is as thick as juice, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the evening breeze is gentle.
After Leng Yixuan left the courtyard, he turned his back to his hands, his eyes fell in front of him, and he called out.
"Peace." 1496766
"Yes, the subordinate is here."
Following Leng Yixuan's words, Ping An quickly appeared in front of Leng Yixuan. His silent posture showed his high martial arts skills, and he kept his secrets hidden.
Erxin is in a hurry. After seeing Ping An appear, Leng Yixuan crossed his arms around his chest and gently rubbed his smooth and resolute chin with one hand. After a long time, he spoke to Ping An.
"Go and find out where Xin'er has been today, who she has met, and what she has heard. If you find out, come back and tell me!"
"yes."
After receiving the order, Ping An immediately turned around and disappeared into the night within a moment.
It was only then that Leng Yixuan turned around and looked at the lightly covered carved wooden door behind him, his black eyes flickered, complicated and unclear...
…
Beating gongs and drums, joy resounded throughout every street in the capital.
Ten miles of red makeup, envious of others!
It's a beautiful sunny day.
Under the clear weather, a wedding procession was even mightier passing through the crowded street.
People on the street kept jostling and pushing, wanting to witness the demeanor of the groom.
And the man who rode a tall horse and walked in front of the wedding procession was extremely handsome and handsome, and the men, women and children who looked at him were even more excited and envious.
And the bridegroom officer riding on the tall horse has a bright and happy smile on his face at this moment, because today, he is about to marry his beloved woman.
Originally, this should be a great day. However, when the groom's official came to the bride's room, the bride was not the only one he saw.
I saw that in the room, there were many strangely dressed people with ferocious faces, and they all looked at the bridegroom with all kinds of ferocious and disdainful eyes.
Seeing this, the groom's officer couldn't help but look at the bride, and the smile that was originally brimming on his face froze.
"Xin'er, you, you are a member of the Demon Cult!?"
"No, it's not! Xuan!"
"Xin'er, don't be afraid, even if you are a member of the Demon Cult, I will still marry you!"
Seeing this, the bridegroom officer had a gentle smile on his face.
However, his smile lasted less than a moment, and his black eyes suddenly widened, and a line of blood immediately slid from the corner of his mouth. Immediately, he turned his head to look in disbelief.
What I saw was a man in armor stabbing the bridegroom's back fiercely with a sword.
Seeing the fallen figure of the bridegroom officer, the man said even more uprightly.
"All those involved with the Devil's Cult, kill without pardon!"
"No, Xuan! No, no..."
"Xiner, what's wrong with you!? You are having a nightmare, wake up, Xiner!"
Hearing this familiar voice, there is still the shaking of distance.
Xin'er's beautiful eyes trembled, and then opened her tightly closed eyes.
For a moment, Xin'er only felt that there was some warm movement in the eye sockets, which continued to flow out.
Seeing Xin'er's teary face and sweating profusely, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat and tears from Xin'er's forehead, and then asked worriedly.
"Xin'er, you are having a nightmare, don't be afraid!" 1l.
"Xuan, Xuan!"
Hearing the man's deep and gentle words, Xin'er's eyes froze, and then she recovered from the nightmare just now.
Stretching out his hands, he hugged the man tightly, and then wept into Leng Yixuan's arms.
Moreover, he just kept calling the man's name, but did not mention him.
Seeing Xin'er crying pitifully and just calling her own name constantly, Leng Yixuan felt that her heart was about to break.