Chapter 553

"So, what's your relationship with mingshuiyun?"

Yue Yu felt that Qinglan's eyes were suddenly sharp.

However, he said calmly with a clear conscience, "the relationship between partners."

"Just a collaborator?"

"Not just partners."

Yue Yu said with a bitter smile, "I don't know what feelings I have for her now - not love - but I don't know whether my feelings for her are true or false."

"On the one hand, I asked Bai Ye to help me find you." Qinglan said, "on the other hand, it is your sisters - qianyuya and Qin Yueshi. I hope Bai Ye can let you leave the blood prison and see mingshuiyun."

"They said that you have a way to make mingshuiyun not need to be in charge of the holy sword, but also suppress 100000 rebels outside. This is the fundamental reason why Baiye will try her best to send us in to see you - although Baiye doesn't want to destroy Yanjing, they don't want a new Emperor in charge of the holy sword."

"It is said that in history, all emperors with swords in their hands will be able to create a prosperous era, suppress party disputes, alleviate contradictions, and become a generation of Ming Jun. it is a good thing for most people, but in the daytime and at night, the so-called Ming Jun is just a mender of this backward country, which has continued the life of this country for a hundred years with absolute violence, so history keeps repeating."

"They would rather have a faint king than a bright King with a sword, but they don't want Yanjing to suffer from the disaster of war, and you can meet their needs. So they choose to meet the requirements of Qian Yuya and me and send us into the eight blood prison to save you."

"However, it's OK for you not to see the clear water cloud." Qinglan blinked: "those people in the white night, you know, are a group of fools who can deceive them. If we run away and don't work, they won't retaliate against us."

"You are so bad."

"Of course, you taught me."

Qinglan suddenly remembered something. Her eyes were like silk and she said in a whiny voice: "Qin ~ old ~ teacher ~"

"Ah, no, should I call you teacher Le?"

"To be honest, it's not in my interest," Yue said, "but the reverse is different."

"Ah? I think you have so many female students who care about you. I thought..."

"If it is male students who care about me, isn't the problem more serious?"

Qinglan was stunned: "you almost got around... OK, I believe you are not interested in female students. What about female teachers?"

"Of course not!"

"I heard you had some gossip with Yan Yi, the most beautiful teacher in the imperial court."

"I'm absolutely innocent with her. The sun and the moon can be learned! I'm not interested in her at all!"

"So which female teacher are you interested in?"

Yue Yu's eyes drifted: "of course I'm interested in Miss Qinglan."

Qinglan said with a sneer, "forget it. Anyway, when we get back to Dongyang, I'll lock you in the house and don't let you attract bees and butterflies."

"Really, Qinglan, are you finally willing to raise me?"

"Really, I'll lock you up in a small dark room and let you write 100000 word novels for the youth daily one day."

"Qinglan, you have become a stranger..."

"Before you raised me, I would listen to you whatever you want me to do. Now I raise you, of course I want to come back with capital and interest." Qinglan hummed twice: "this is called Feng Shui rotation."

"Then, don't you always want to find the well of gods and demons? We can publish a reward advertisement in the newspaper. When we hear the exact news, we will step through the mountains and rivers to find the trace of the secret realm of heaven and earth. To be honest, I didn't believe in the secret realm of heaven and earth before, but compared with your ability, the secret realm of heaven and earth has become quite credible."

"Huiyao may have large-scale war in the future. Can you still travel?"

"But aren't you strong? Can't you protect me?"

"You've said this. Even if I practice hard, I have to practice to the peak. At that time, it will shine and be everywhere."

"How many children do you think we can have?"

"Whatever, I don't care much about this."

"Yes, you still look like a child." Qinglan murmured, "it's best to have a man and a woman, but I don't want to have two births. Can I have a dragon and Phoenix fetus..."

"Even magic soldiers can't meet your requirements," Yue said.

"When you were away, I discussed a lot of wedding plans with Qingmei. I followed you for no apparent reason. You must give me a place this time?"

"No problem, you do whatever you want. I'll be there anyway."

"Tut, what's your attitude? Do you think I care about the wedding? What I care about is your attitude!"

"I have a good attitude."

"You have a bad attitude!"

"What's wrong with my attitude?"

"You still refuse to say 'I'm not going to find mingshuiyun'."

There was a silence in the eighth floor blood prison. Qinglan said, "you still want to go, right?"

"I don't know," Yue Yu said softly, "I can't make a decision."

"It's rare. You're not the kind of person who hesitates."

"I just said that I don't know whether my feelings for her are true or false. This is not a description, but a description. The mark of the holy sword has established a master servant fetter between me and her, which will make me have a great favor for her and even regard her as a relative."

Yue Yu hugged Qinglan tightly: "this is what I fear most. I can't take anything away because of death. The only thing I can take away is memory and feelings. Now I don't even know how many impurities from the holy sword are mixed with feelings. I --"

"I understand." Qinglan stroked Yueyu's hair: "you really work hard. It's hard for you."

Obviously, it's just a simple word of comfort. However, the grievances, indignation and remorse in Yueyu's heart, which are made in the deepest place by immortal blood pressure, are dripping all over the ground like a broken silver bottle. However, the immortal blood constitution controlled his body. He couldn't squeeze a drop of tears, so he could only nod heavily: "Hmm!"

"Because you can't confirm the truth of your feelings, you can't act?"

"Yes!"

Qinglan thought: "when I drive, if the road is rough and difficult to pass, I will stop to look at the back mirror and step back. Maybe there will be a way... Since you can't decide, look back."

"Back?"

"In fact, I have a question for you for a long time." Qinglan said, "if you had expected the night when the fire burned the black candle, if you had known that you might die in the riot... Would you still secretly pass the white night, form a trade union and rebel against silver blood?"

"Or, honestly be your Jing family owner, enjoy the glory and wealth of your life, and spend the rest of your life with me?"

Yue Yu was stunned, silent for a moment and said:

"If I could do it again, I guess I would still do it“

"Why?"

"Because I can't watch those people suffer. Human life shouldn't be so humble and the world shouldn't be so cruel. When I saw the maid named Shuangye killed at random by the housekeeper that night, I was destined to be only an assassin and must personally end this cruel joy."

"So, what are you hesitating about now?"

Yeah.

What is he hesitating about?

It has nothing to do with whether the feelings are false or not, and nothing to do with the glory of the holy sword.

But mingshuiyun believes in him so much that she never doubts his ulterior motives. She earnestly completes every order of Leyu, and mingleyu puts forward an idea and becomes the shopkeeper. She is even willing to sacrifice her future for Leyu's future... Mingshuiyun is such a girl who is so attached to him and needs him... Even if everything is really a play on the spot, how can he Can you stand by?

Yue Yu stood up and opened the prison door. Qing Lan took his arm and said, "have you decided?"

"Didn't you come to stop me?"

"When did I stop you?"

Qinglan said with a smile, "although I hope you will change your mind for me, if you don't change your mind, I will think you are very handsome. Don't forget, you taught me."

"Sorry, Qinglan." Yue Yu said, "Mingming has experienced so many things..."

He strode out of the cell, and the footsteps of steel soled boots rang through the silence of the blood prison on the eighth floor!

"But I still haven't made any progress."