Chapter 8

The little lion curled the corners of its mouth into a faint smile of satisfaction, but did not respond

A dull sound of "chi" echoed as the sharp instrument sliced through flesh, accompanied by the grinding noise of "hua hua" as bones were ground, a sensation so grating it sent shivers down one's spine

Even without looking at the will left by her mother, she vaguely guessed the reason why her parents had lost their lives

Indeed, there are those who have been imprisoned for her, enduring great suffering, nearly losing their lives and being sent to the underworld

Liu Ying's fist slowly clenched, as if only by doing so could he suppress the sharp pain and faint sadness within his heart

Ultimately, I still find it difficult to get used to liking someone

Recently, the courtyard's maple trees are adorned with brilliant golden and vibrant red hues, radiating a clear and bright color

She is a ruthless person, not only to him but also to herself.

Xi Qiu, Xi Qiu

At that time, Liu Ying was originally listening coldly, but the more he listened, the more alarmed he became

She wanted to ask him how his injuries were, but after such a long time, he had not spoken a word of warmth. She had even forgotten how to care for someone. Her eyes dimmed slightly, and she slowly clenched her fists, pressing her pale lips together.

Outside the courtyard, a melody from a flute lingered, and suddenly a woman's clear and melodious voice came through, saying, "Congratulations, Second Young Master." Turning to look, one could see a figure in white, as pure as snow; the woman, her face veiled in light gauze, appeared ethereal beneath the fluttering maple leaves. After a pause, she continued, "In this world, there are countless women who admire the Second Young Master, and you will surely encounter someone even better."

She finally decided to accept the little lion, who was covered in frizz, had a bad temper, and was mercilessly bloodthirsty

After Steward Qiu stepped back, he felt a sense of regret. Just as the old man was about to move forward again, he was stopped by the gaze of the little lion.

Xiao Fuzis's palm slowly clenched, wanting to say something, but found that he could not say anything at all, only staring blankly at him

Nowadays, due to your request for a marriage proposal, the young master has become angry, and his chronic illness has flared up again. How long has it been since he last fell ill? He is not suited for extreme joy or anger, nor is he fit to be overly emotional, yet he has broken so many of his vows for you. You still dare to say that he is not sincere, you still wish to evade, do you truly have any feelings?

For this rumor, which offspring of the official families does not have a master named "Liu Ying" and a strategist named "Ye Zi"

As long as the Master is clear, that is sufficient

"Let go." Once the words were spoken, even Chief Steward Qiu could not withstand his gaze at that moment and retreated involuntarily.

Liu Ying could not clearly remember how she watched the officials and soldiers take the old man away; she felt as if she were immersed in a place of extreme cold, like a living corpse, allowing the officials and soldiers to turn the Shen family's home upside down, ultimately placing a seal on the door of the thatched cottage

A sharp and cold dagger approached silently from behind, aiming directly at Liu Ying's back.

... to have one person grow old together without regret, yet do not believe in the true feelings here

She remembered the fish scolding her: "I really want to split open your chest and see what is inside. What kind of parents could raise a woman like you? If I were them, I would feel ashamed even in the depths of the underworld"

She remembers Yu Wei scolding her: "Liu Ying, are you still a human? Do you still have a heart?"

She was lost in thought and did not hear the little lion pressing on her shoulder, asking questions one after another. It was not until Hu Tu's silent and gloomy black eyes looked at her thoughtfully that she finally came to her senses. She then saw a sudden flash of starlight in the little lion's eyes, which quickly faded away.

These words are quite outrageous

Hu Tu seemed to retreat into the oppressive darkness in an instant, the final words were both a compromise and an eviction order

In chaotic times, selling oneself to bury one's kin is not at all surprising. Liu Ying has never been a person prone to excessive sympathy, yet upon seeing those desperate and sorrowful smoky eyes, she could no longer remain an outsider.

She said: "Liu Ying, you are nothing but a hypocritical fellow who brings suffering upon yourself"

That is very good

Liu Ying encountered Linglong in Ruyin, where Linglong was in the midst of mourning the loss of a loved one

The iron chains were removed, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over Liu Ying, drenching her completely. A wave of panic surged within her, and she hurriedly rushed out, exclaiming loudly: "Is there any evidence that Mr. has studied the writings of Xiqiu?"

After a night of turmoil, the little lion managed to step away from the gates of death the next day. However, upon waking, he remained silent, lying quietly on the couch, his dark eyes still and lifeless, staring unblinkingly, seemingly lost in thought. He continued to cough, each fit tearing at his heart, blood staining the clean handkerchief, leaving behind a few spots resembling red plum blossoms.

Hmm?

The sound of the flute paused for a moment, as if wanting to comfort him, yet unsure of how to provide that comfort, thus the courtyard fell into a brief silence

It seemed that someone was urgently calling out his name, "Second Young Master, what is wrong? Breathe deeply and calm your mind!" In his slightly closed eyes, the flustered figure of Steward Qiu was reflected. The dim light was fuzzy, and his eye shadows were pitch black; he could no longer hold on. After so many years without an episode, he truly believed he had recovered.

Liu Ying smiled faintly, reached out to take the bowl of chicken soup, and held the porcelain rim warmed by the soup, feeling her icy palms gradually warm up.

Master Wang Mou, Liu Ying, and Ye Zi! This is a rumor that has circulated in the Eastern Xia.

The unofficial history of Qizhou cannot be dismissed as false; even though Hutu is a fallen royal family, it still holds a certain deterrent effect against the officials and soldiers who are as fierce as wolves and tigers.

She wants to persuade herself to hold on to her heart and not be swayed by Yu Wei's words

Chief Steward Qiu and Yu Wei were watching with great concern, fearing that he might actually cough out a lung lobe

My disciple, whose reckless temperament do you take after?

The daughter of the lord Gu is in her prime at the age of eighteen, truly a time of blossoming beauty

Chief Steward Qiu and Yu Wei both went down

The boy's eyes finally revealed a glimmer of cold and sharp brilliance, and he slowly said: "Some have fallen into despair because of you, some have suffered because of you, some have lost their lives because of you, what would you do?"

Anyone can see that the little lion is angry

That young man, who risked his life for her, who braved mountains of knives and seas of fire for her, who did so much for her. Yet when he looked at himself, he had never even given himself a warm smile

Outside the door, all the servants hurriedly retreated, along with the innkeeper and the waiters of the entire inn

Life in this world is akin to being surrounded by thorns. If the heart remains unmoved, one does not act recklessly; remaining still prevents harm. However, if the heart is stirred, one acts impulsively, inflicting injury upon oneself and suffering deeply, thus experiencing the various pains of the world

Yu Wei was so angry that her whole body trembled, her small face turned pale, and after repeatedly saying several good words, she finally said with difficulty: "You are not a fool; he is the fool! Only a fool would like you!"

The scenery of the autumn day is magnificent and majestic, with flowing light resembling snow, the mountains and waters opening and closing, exuding a grand atmosphere

The crowd has dispersed, leaving behind a scene of chaos, mingled with the strong stench of fresh blood

She lowered her head, the bangs hanging down obscuring her quiet, dark eyes, and only a cold voice faintly emerged, "Second Young Master, I need your help"

Hu Tu resides in the Tianzi room, which offers a broad view

The sun moved from the east to the center, and then from the center it moved towards the west

The little lion took a deep breath, pressing down on its chest

Little by little, she sipped the chicken soup until the broth at the bottom of the porcelain bowl was gone, and only then did she raise her head. The young maid beside her appeared hesitant, wanting to say something but holding back. Liu Ying set down the porcelain bowl and softly said, "Do you have something to ask me?"

It was not until that day, when Hu Tu brought back the first "Ye Zi", that she suddenly understood

Cannot forget, cannot contemplate, cannot ponder

She crouched down, sitting among the grass and bushes, her hands clasped around her knees, curling herself into a small ball. The moonlight poured over her, and her plain face was buried in the darkness of the night, rendering it colorless.

However, she bit her lip, realizing that she simply could not feel happy at all

He felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, "Perhaps what you say is right, it is indeed time to let go..."

The green steps burst forth with scattered blades of grass, where once stood the figure of a young man.

Hu Tu was reading a book when the door was forcefully slammed open

Hutu has a chronic illness and cannot endure such fragility

When Liu Ying's request was voiced, the tea on the table was violently shaken by Hu Tu's forceful slap on the table

Even while lying on the couch, one can still perceive the grandeur of the old imperial city through the window

The young maid hesitated for a moment and finally couldn't help but ask: "Miss, are you really allowing the second young master to propose to the city lord?"

She replied, "That person is simply too foolish, unable to distinguish between good and evil, which led to their demise; they truly deserve it"

She remembers Yu Wei scolding her: "Among the countless women I have seen, not a single one is as heartless as you!"

Until now, every time she wakes from a dream, she can smell the strong scent of blood, with her palms and eyelids sticky with bright red blood, overwhelming her senses and clinging to her body. Even breathing is painful, causing her lungs to contract and triggering a sudden wave of suffocation

Master Puyun is not only renowned in Tianfeng, but also highly respected as a great master throughout Dongxia

After a long time, the little lion finally lost, and he said with a bitter smile: "Master, you will regret this."

If others are not happy, that is very good

Liu Ying stared blankly at him, observing his bloody appearance, and could not help but shudder in her heart. The joy and reluctance that had been awakened by Yu Wei's scolding yesterday seemed to have suddenly vanished without a trace.

Liu Ying suddenly understood why his mother did not allow him to associate with Xiqiu Wen

She replied, "Apart from oneself, no one is worth protecting". Cold-hearted and indifferent, this has been her nature since childhood

Not far away, the soft footsteps of a woman could be heard, rustling softly, gradually approaching

A gleaming dagger was shaken out from his sleeve

The little lion said again: "I know you have always been curious about how I could like a chess piece"

The little lion closed its eyes, originally not intending to pay attention. However, after a long time of knocking from outside, among those sounds, a woman's voice was interspersed. He felt as if his heart was suddenly gripped, and he focused to listen, indeed hearing Liu Ying's voice abruptly rise, as if she was injured

After hesitating for a long time, the maid finally lowered her head and quickly spoke in a gloomy tone, "I have heard that Miss Gu is exceptionally beautiful and has a gentle disposition..."

Ultimately, her heart is as calm as water; even if there is a moment of emotional stir, it remains as ephemeral as a reflection in water or a flower in the mirror

The gaze of Hu Tu is exceedingly terrifying, with all the violence and gloom swirling in his eyes; yet, at the very depths, it is merely the fragility of youth. It seems that if Liu Ying were to utter even a single word, that fragility would spread throughout his entire being

Just as he reached the door, a woman from the courtyard unexpectedly arrived in time, blocking his way and urgently saying: "Second Young Master, you said yourself to let go." Since it is about letting go, Liu Ying's matter, regardless of the circumstances, should no longer be involved!

Such a youth should not be burdened by emotions and desires

He suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashing in them, and rose from his bed.

However, how Hu Tu treated her vividly emerged in her mind

Without evidence, even the officials and soldiers cannot arbitrarily detain individuals

The wind stirs the curtains, layer upon layer, revealing an indescribable pale frailty amidst the pure white.

Even the shadow assassin, who continuously unleashed attacks, could not help but take a step back

The young boy in splendid attire stood with his hands behind his back, furrowing his attractive brows, and solemnly remarked: "In this world, one cannot simply think about living carefree; even if one were to lose someone, life would go on. However, it is also not the case that one can live happily just by relying on others. Master, do you think you can escape this cycle of human existence?"

Shen Mo was taken away by the officials and soldiers. Before leaving, those ferocious officials and soldiers glared at her fiercely. Had it not been for Shen Mo forcing her to leave, she would have likely been taken away by the wolf-like officials and soldiers, no matter how great her powers might be.

This is the official's duty, and the villagers have an inherent fear of the officials. Upon hearing the questioning, everyone retreated, making way for the old man and Liu Ying. The leading officer, looking down from a height, cast a glance at the old man and the young boy, decisively pointed at the elder, and commanded loudly, "Arrest him and take him away"

She has watched him grow up since he was nine years old

It was just that no one saw, beneath her gathered sleeves, that her delicate white hands slowly clenched into fists, tightening bit by bit, with sharp nails digging into her palms, all of which she was oblivious to.

If the young master does not cherish you more than he cherishes himself, do you think with his temperament, he would allow you to stab him once, sulk for you with a frown, and not heal from the wound for three months

Is it because of this that Hu Tu treats himself so well?

A string in Liu Ying's mind seemed to snap violently, and the pain in her heart penetrated deeply into her bones. Her palms gradually became cold, inch by inch, until they were completely numb. She suddenly felt as if she were submerged in vast waters, suffocating her and causing her eyes to well up with tears.

Miss Gu, at the age of eighteen, has impressed Master Puyun with her remarkable talent, indicating that her abilities are exceptional and extraordinary

She merely smiled without speaking

Second Young Master

No, I mean you are mistaken. Liu Ying pressed the porcelain bowl into Linglong's hands, her bright eyes under the moonlight were deep and cold. I do not need to worry at all; if the Second Young Master truly likes Miss Gu, it is a good thing. Moreover... he remembers in his heart, without me, how could there be forgetting.

Liu Ying! Each word bursts forth from between the teeth like icy needles, freezing a hundred miles, everywhere cold and sharp.

For some reason, a clear female voice, accompanied by a faint smile, vividly emerged in Hu Tu's mind

At this sight, the young lion was so shocked that its eyes widened in disbelief. "Master, be careful!" It completely forgot everything else and, without hesitation, stepped forward with a single palm, resolutely placing itself in front of the young master, barehandedly grasping the dagger.

cough cough ... ...

The literacy tokens of Xiqiu have long been thrown into the brazier, how could these officials and soldiers have such a keen sense of smell to arrive so quickly after catching a whiff of it

The little lion seemed to know what they were thinking and said softly, "I am well aware of my own condition; I will not die." Upon hearing this, the old and the young felt reassured, yet they still did not dare to leave.

The courtyard suddenly fell silent, as if even the air had become still, awaiting the continuation of the little lion's story

The night is so deep that it seems bottomless, who is pouring out the dripping ink?

Even though she has always been indifferent, she still felt a sense of shock

Then the clear and youthful voice rang out again, "It is just like this, it cannot be avoided. There are those who genuinely care for you, if at that time the person who truly cared for you suffered great injustice and was wronged. Do you not feel the slightest bit moved at all?"

"How can you say it so easily?" Hu Tu's murmurs went unanswered by Liu Ying, who merely lowered his head, displaying a humble demeanor, and softly said: "Please, Second Young Master, assist me in rescuing Mr. Shen Mo."

Under the dim light, the fish quietly appeared beside Steward Qiu, shedding its noisy demeanor. It was as silent as a small fish, skillfully fetching water, brewing medicine, and assisting Steward Qiu in saving lives

A chilling voice suddenly echoed, accompanied by a cold breeze, sternly reprimanding: "Who is Shen Ma?"

Hu Tu's cold eyes were like tempered ice, and a single word burst forth from between her teeth, "Let!"

He has left, you should be happy about it

She shook her head with a smile

"What evidence do the officers need to take someone away? Get lost, or else you will be taken down with them!"

The calmer and more indifferent his expression became, the more the anger accumulated in his chest surged forth fiercely.

You want me to go to the Gu family to propose marriage

That night, she trembled as she unfolded her tightly clenched palm in the inn, revealing a wooden plaque the length of a finger. She turned it over and over, but there was nothing on it; it was the last plaque left to her by Shen Ma.

Relying on your private study of the Xiqiu text

It is not so easy to find a place with flourishing vegetation in the northern region beyond the northern border.

The elderly person now even regrets why they said those words to provoke him

If it is for the good of the second young master, even if she is a grain of sand in his eyes, one can endure it, and so let it be. Yu Wei is a clever person, silently remembering every word of the chief steward in her heart

The little lion curled the corners of his mouth into a chilling smile, "This is the last time, Master. This time, although I am willing to help you climb to the esteemed Lord of the City, it is only this last time. From now on, I will no longer meddle in your affairs. Between you and me, it is like this dagger; since it has been severed today, we shall be forever apart."

Well

She recognized this dagger; it was clearly the one she used to stab him that day on the carriage

The candle flickers, dripping drops of wax that are as red as blood

The sound was gentle, as if one had lightly slapped oneself.

The fragrance of the medicine wafts gently, creating a thick and lingering mist

An aged voice, laden with deep gloom, harshly said: "Second Young Master, let go. Can't you see? She is heartless and ungrateful towards you." What is there to appreciate about such a woman?

A long, long time ago, someone asked Liu Ying

The young maid could not help but voice her thoughts, "Miss Gu is so wonderful. If the young lady pushes the second young master towards her, are you not afraid that he might really fall for Miss Gu? If the second young master likes Miss Gu, he will forget about you, and his eyes will only have Miss Gu in them. Are you really not afraid, truly not worried..."

She has long been puzzled by her ordinary appearance and how Hu Tu could possibly have feelings for her

Having closed the door, she walked slowly in the courtyard. The moonlight was gentle, illuminating her figure. She spread her hands and then noticed that her palms were covered with dark crescent-shaped nail marks.

A sudden pain struck her heart, and she hurriedly tried to support him

A scream pierced through the clouds

Hu Tu smiled and said, "Perhaps." As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the inn. Soon, the commotion escalated into a violent clash of weapons.

Yet the other party walks away so resolutely

It is not important whom one marries; what matters is that Lord Gu has hosted the Gu Family Banquet, inviting talented young men to participate, secretly selecting a suitable husband for his daughter. The type of banquet is not important; what matters is that Hu Tu, with the identity of royal kin, can mingle at this banquet and make the acquaintance of the city lord.

Are you going to give up just because of this little pain? Have you forgotten what you once said to me? You said that life is nothing but a series of hardships, and a hundred years from now, even if there is not a single confidant by your side, you must still have thousands or millions accompany you in death. If you die at this moment, without pursuing great ambitions, who will accompany you in your burial?

He seemed determined to express everything he had to say all in one day

After a long while, Liu Ying finally spoke softly: "The difference between a prince and a commoner has always been as vast as the clouds and the mud. I have never truly understood you, nor have you ever genuinely understood me. As for the past, I have forgotten it; let the second young master forget it as well"

She spoke with calmness and composure, even managing to deceive the young boy.

This is akin to a ghoul that swallows people whole and leaves no bones behind

A haze of confusion lingered in the eyes

What kind of circumstances led to the disposition of the Master

The firecrackers crackled in the wind, mirroring the mood of the two individuals at that moment, silent and restrained

The remaining assassins, clearly unaware that Hu Tu possessed such formidable skills, exchanged glances and saw deep horror reflected in each other's eyes. The assassins hurriedly retreated, just as they were about to flee, only to see Hu Tu penetrate among them, unstoppable as a bamboo being split, effortlessly extracting hearts and lungs. In an instant, the streets were filled with incessant screams.

This sentence struck down like a curse, with the force of thunder

The refreshing evening breeze wafts in through the window frame

In a daze, the little lion seemed to possess a fragment of clarity, extracting a portion of consciousness from the excruciating pain that gripped its entire body. It did not look at anyone, its pitch-black eyes tranquil as if they were the still waters of a frozen pool

Liu Ying sneered coldly

Although I have come to understand my own heart, fully accepting it is another matter altogether

Yet Hu Tu whispered: "Because I have never experienced warmth, I yearn even more to know the taste of warmth. Even if I am unworthy of possessing it, I still wish to share in a portion of it"

The little lion remained silent for a moment, unlike before, when it would force her to accept itself; it simply said quietly, "As long as you are fine, that is enough." Liu Ying wanted to say something more, but she saw Hu Tu stumble slightly, nearly falling to the ground.

Liu Ying was shocked and looked up, only to hear Hu Tu's cold voice continue to resonate, "Master, they are right. I have indeed been wrong for too long, losing myself in the process. Now, I have come to terms with it. From now on, you need not avoid me. I have already grown cold and calm, and I can see clearly what I truly desire. You, perhaps, will be very happy..." I have already grown cold and calm, and I can see clearly what I truly desire. You, perhaps, will be very happy...

The smiling woman's voice grew fainter and fainter

Do you still remember yesterday, the words that Yu Wei scolded her, still echoing in her ears? She has already realized that she is not indifferent to him, so why not clarify things with him? Why does she still dare not speak clearly to him?

Outside the door stood Liu Ying, dressed in tattered clothes

She clenched her palm tightly, using the pain to remind herself with a smile that all of this is precisely what you once hoped for

In the tranquil garden of Yunhu Mansion, there grows a vast expanse of dense and flourishing wild grass

The clear and youthful voice continued to ask: "Without family, there will still be people worth cherishing. If someone were to hurt him or harm him, what would the Master do then?"

"Get lost, or I will kill you too!" This statement ultimately had a deterrent effect; even though the woman in white possessed great abilities, she did not dare to defy him

A moment of silence

At that moment, she initially did not want to pay him any mind, but the more he insulted her, the more outrageous his words became. Those remarks finally ignited her anger with the last sentence. He could call her heartless, but he could not insult her parents. It was the first time she acted violently in front of others; with a swift motion, she dislocated Yu Wei's right arm with a single move, and with another flip of her hand, she seized his neck. She allowed her rage to spread and shouted angrily, "What did you just say? Dare to say it again!" He could call her heartless, but he could not insult her parents. It was the first time she acted violently in front of others; with a swift motion, she dislocated Yu Wei's right arm with a single move, and with another flip of her hand, she seized his neck. She allowed her rage to spread and shouted angrily, "What did you just say? Dare to say it again!"

Hu Tu's lips curled into a faint smile, and suddenly he forgot the pains in his body, forgot the inability to breathe, the suffocating agony, only remembering the warmth of the moments spent with her

Once unwilling to believe, she is now compelled to accept everything as reality

After a long time, when Yu Wei was sealing the pulse for Hu Tu, the aged voice of Steward Qiu slowly emerged, saying, "If it is for the good of the Second Young Master, even if she is a grain of sand in the eye, one should endure it, and endure it well."

The evening breeze gently blows, and the mist subtly disperses, while the city towers are surrounded by drifting white clouds. The light colors softly immerse the streets and eaves, resembling a large canvas splashed with ink. The shades of deep and light, dense and sparse, are harmoniously balanced

He treats her so well that, despite her constant reminders to herself not to fall in love, she still cannot help but occasionally be moved by her feelings

A faint, elusive fragrance wafts through the air

The green lamp on the coffee table sways gently, casting a faint glow.

If you do not come, please assist me, Second Young Master, or I will regret it

Hu Tu rarely gets angry, and whenever he does, it is almost always related to Liu Ying

The worship of Buddha in Dongxia is not only a belief but also a form of local culture

However, no matter how good she is, she does not belong to oneself

It took him a full six years to go from disliking to liking.

This maid is Linglong

It was quite easy for him to accept this little master and he couldn't help but treat her well

Master, if someone were to harm your family, how would you respond

Hu Tu pressed down on the edge of the teacup, preventing the splashing tea, while the light reflected from the corner of her eye shone as bright as frost, coldly staring at the woman in front of her, whose fists were tightly clenched. "Do you even know what you are saying?"

As he waved his hand without further ado, a tide of officials and soldiers surged forward

The little fish's eyes were filled with fury, burning with a fierce anger, as it spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Undaunted, it glared at the woman before it, speaking each word slowly and coldly: "What kind of person... would raise a daughter like you? Surely, they must be heartless... What does it matter what I say? The second young master has always treated you sincerely, yet you repay him like this. Do you even have a heart?"

When the medicine was brought in, Chief Steward Qiu clearly heard the quiet boy's voice, low and resonant, "Had I known that person was a stumbling block on the path of the Second Young Master, I should have never shown any leniency from the beginning." In the instant the door was pushed open, a strong wind swept through, and the slightly immature words seemed to blend into the wind, as if nothing had been said.

She pushed him away and said coldly: "You can say that, but you should not mention my parents. I only teach Hu Tu knowledge; when did I have to meddle in his personal affairs? What does that have to do with me?"

He thought he would spend his entire life loving her, but he would also grow weary and feel pain. The little lion tightened his grip on the cup, wanting to drink some tea to warm his icy stomach. Yet, as he drank a cup of tea, the air in his lungs seemed to be drawn out one by one. He pressed his lips together, the line of his lips pale and solitary

Indeed, she is heartless and ungrateful towards him

She slowly raised her head, her gaze almost unfocused, and amidst the haze, a worried beautiful face finally came into view. The gentle voice by her ear gradually became clear and coherent, and she heard someone say to her: "Miss, have some chicken soup to warm your stomach; you haven't eaten anything all day."

Once, it should have been a robbery

No one in this world understands him better than himself

The mountains a bit farther away are completely enveloped in mist

A truly cold and gloomy person, like him, can only watch others die and wishes to drag them into hell, showing not a shred of concern. He has seen so many people, yet only she is neither foolishly warm-hearted nor as cold as ice. This contradictory nature leaves him, who has been with her for ten years, unable to see through or grasp her.

As daughters grow up, they inevitably need to marry

Director Qiu cast a quiet glance at him, as if he had never heard anything.

Moments of getting along, becoming accustomed to her, treating her well

The youth before me no longer resembles a human being

The setting sun resembles blood, tearing apart the sky

Liu Ying sneered, "What trick is he playing now? Does he really think I, Liu Ying, am a fool?" Since three years ago, she had known that Hu Tu had grand ambitions, and that she was merely a small pawn in his game.

The inn's signboards had all been taken down, and three to five shadowy figures in black surrounded Liu Ying, each strike drawing blood

But that young man ultimately never belonged to her

Humans are not like grass and trees; who can be without feelings

The continuous flow of internal energy from the old man's palm converged into the small lion's lower back, circulating through the Ren and Du meridians, repairing the nearly damaged channels. However, this time the small lion seemed truly disheartened, unwilling to pay attention to anything, and completely rejected the adjustments suggested by Steward Qiu, leaving the old man in a state of great anxiety and sweating profusely

That sentence, like a cold needle, fiercely pierced Liu Ying's heart. The fingernail, without paying attention, accidentally cut into the palm.

Seeing Liu Ying's consistently indifferent attitude, the young maid became anxious, "Miss, I assure you, I am not speaking lightly. At the temple fair, I have seen this Miss Gu, and she is truly extraordinary. She discussed Buddhist scriptures with Master Pu Yun, and although it was only a few words, it left the master in awe."

At last, this eccentric little master seemed to have come to an understanding, and she laughed heartily at the sky

Sir, what law have I violated? On what grounds do you arrest me?

Such a person can only be heartless; otherwise, the deeper the emotions, the more restless they become. Those feelings will act like a devouring beast, consuming the pillars that support his life. Without the desire to live, he faces his own demise, and will only have Yama as his companion

He suddenly lost consciousness, completely falling into darkness

This alone is an insurmountable chasm

Upon hearing this sentence, the light in the little lion's eyes suddenly dimmed

The shadowy figure seemed to shrink back in fear, yet continued to unleash his attacks. Suddenly, this young man, resembling a demonic deity, extended another hand, which eerily pierced through his chest from the heart.

Letting go, how can it be so easy?

He wishes to cut open the flesh, where it must be riddled with countless wounds, festering and decayed.

Linglong was surprised, "Has the young lady finally come to her senses? Does she realize her mistake in pushing the second young master towards Miss Gu?"

On that day, Shen Ma forcefully pushed Liu Ying aside, and the light of day broke through the clouds, revealing a crimson-like glow in the sky

Having killed so many people, not even blinking an eye or having a racing heart.

The little lion thought bitterly, a faint and barely perceptible smile appearing at the corners of his lips

Ah, it turns out she still remembers so many things

Laughter pierces through clouds and shatters stones, resonating into the sky

"So what?" How could she calmly make such a request? What did she take him for? Hu Tu's expression darkened bit by bit, yet Liu Ying maintained her cold and indifferent demeanor. This truly wounded the pride and inherent resentment of the second young master Hu. "Why should I help you? Liu Ying, what do you really take me for?"

Could it be that I truly misjudged that boy, who is as cold and solitary as a night lotus

As I laughed, everything before me became a blur

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became as stagnant as death

Liu Ying said in a deep voice, "What is the Second Young Master? There is no need to ask me. In my eyes, you are the son of the Dong family, my disciple, and also... the little prince of the Eastern Xia Dynasty who has fallen into exile."

The woman in white urgently wanted to say something, but Hu Tu could no longer wait. He was anxious about whether Liu Ying was injured or dead, so he unleashed fierce moves, each one aimed directly at the vital points. The woman in white was caught off guard and nearly had her arm severed by his palm strike. Although her lungs felt as if they were being burned by flames, she paid no heed and continuously drew forth her true energy.

The servant has heard that ... ... has heard that ... ...

Do you remember that day, when the light was just right, and suddenly a cacophony of sounds came from outside the door

The little lion lay there alone, unaware of what it was thinking. The shadows of the curtain and the bamboo leaves stirred, and the sound of the flute blew in the sunlight. That solitary and melancholic orchestral sound thus entered the ears, the musician's heart filled with deep thoughts, the flute's melody weeping and narrating.

The fish left in a huff, fortunate to have departed early, not having witnessed her tear-streaked face

It does not hurt, yet my heart feels as if it has been hollowed out

Madam Hu is the biological aunt of the young emperor of the current dynasty, and Hu Tu carries the blood of royalty

I know what you truly care about. Do you think the young master treats you well just because of your name? As for the imperial teacher Wang Mou, even if the young master had that intention, he would never be willing to hurt you, nor would he use emotions as a bargaining chip. To put it bluntly, you, Liu Ying, are inherently a heartless person. If the young master were not fond of you, how could he endure such suffering for you

Yu Wei forcefully threw the plain paper into her palm and said in a muted voice: "Take a look for yourself. For the past three years, whenever he thought of you, he would write your name. You probably have never written so many words yourself. Yet, the young master has written your name no less than ten thousand times. For every piece of paper he wrote, he would burn one. With each piece burned, his longing grew stronger... For every piece of paper he wrote, he would burn one. With each piece burned, his longing grew stronger...

She pressed her lips tightly together, trying to convince herself that all those deceptive facades were mere illusions, that she was the master and he was the disciple

Liu Ying is aware of all these matters

I have no relatives. After a long silence, her voice was casual, as if it were merely a trivial matter that she had already forgotten

Only the small lion's solitary silhouette is seen, as it walks away without pausing for a moment

Hutu

You know she doesn't like you at all. The Second Young Master I know has never cared for others, not even for himself. Second Young Master, you must not go... The woman in white, worried about his injuries, dared not stop him too much and could only provoke him with words, but Hu Tu was not someone who could be easily provoked by just a few words.

The little lion closed his eyes, as if struggling for a long time in his heart, and sighed softly, "Aye, I understand your intention in advising me, but I still cannot accept it. I have always believed that as long as I treat her well, she will surely understand my feelings. I have never failed to obtain what I wanted, yet the very thing I desire the most remains elusive..."

She opened her eyes wide, feeling a sudden sting in her nasal cavity, her eyes burning as if something was about to burst forth, yet she could not utter a word

Between you and me, it is like this dagger; today it is severed, forever cutting off our paths.

Linglong has worn out her lips, what should Liu Ying do, or how should it be done

And she is merely coincidentally named "Liu Ying" and coincidentally proficient in Xiqiu literature

Yuwei's words were thrown over one by one, tears streaming down her face as she cursed Liu Ying

In a fleeting moment of distraction, the little lion has already dashed out.

Without Hu Tu speaking, there is a deathly silence in this room

Linglong reminded her of her thirteenth year—the pain of losing a loved one was akin to the agony of having one's bones scraped.

Liu Ying rose and said softly with a smile, "You are mistaken"

Having served him for such a long time, Steward Qiu and Yu Wei are well aware of Hu Tu's illness

The little lion quietly pushed her away, taking two steps back. He knew that his health had always been poor, and this time he had not fully recovered from his illness, yet he had exerted his true energy, fearing that it might have harmed his bones and blood. A trace of sorrow flickered in his eyes as he smiled faintly, making an effort to maintain a semblance of awareness, and said lightly, "What does the master care about me? Even if I were to die, you wouldn't spare me a glance, would you?"

Blood slowly trickled from his palm, injuring the bones of his hand. Hu Tu, with a cold expression, caught the dagger barehanded, seemingly oblivious to the sharp pain in his palm. His eyes resembled the flames of a hellish spirit, revealing a hint of sinister laughter.

Starting from Qizhou, whenever she felt anxious, she preferred to hide herself among the grass and trees

At that moment, she lowered her eyelids, seemingly indifferent as she glanced at Hu Tu and the woman with bright eyes and white teeth passing by her side, merely trying to conceal a trace of pain in her heart

Currently, the lord of Tianfeng City is named Gu Lang

Will one be apprehended merely for studying the writings of Xiqiu?

In the courtyard, a woman's gentle voice pierced through the thin veil with sharpness. The woman concluded, "Liu Ying is one of us; such a person could never possess warmth. Second Young Master, you have entrusted your hopes to the wrong person"

More like a reincarnation of a demon god, using flesh and blood as a shield, and hands as blades

--- Hu Tu, I command you to rise up... ...

His joy is all a facade

Oh

Liu Ying's expression was cold and stern as he stated the facts淡淡地说: "Miss Gu is exceptionally beautiful..."

Yu Wei had her arm removed, causing her to break out in a cold sweat and gasp in pain, yet she showed no sign of weakness. In a hoarse voice, she said sternly: "What does it matter? He has toiled for you for three years, doing everything for you. Now he is ill, gravely ill, and you say what does he have to do with you?"

Hu Tu's expression was cold and indifferent, as he broke it with both hands. That divine weapon, which could cut through iron like mud, was unexpectedly snapped in half in his palm

Without waiting for a response, the door was suddenly kicked open forcefully, and a large number of officials and soldiers suddenly surrounded the small thatched cottage.

At the moment Liu Ying closed the door, a faint light blended together, gathering every thread and ray. The little lion's pale cheeks suddenly flushed with a hint of unnatural redness, which further accentuated his exquisite beauty, yet gave him an oddly enchanting coldness. He coughed painfully, as if he were trying to expel an entire lobe of his lung.

You ... ... go ahead

Darkness enveloped him entirely, and amidst the terrifying deep blackness, his graceful figure appeared even more solitary and cold. Liu Ying could not discern his expression at that moment, yet she could feel the fragility emanating from him, as if he would shatter at the slightest touch, causing her heart to ache inexplicably.