Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

After leaving the persimmon forest, the young man's footsteps were slow and steady at first.

But as I walked, I started to run, staggered forward, stepped on a stone abruptly, fell to the ground with a "plop", and the Qinqing Sword was also thrown aside with a "pump".

Embarrassed.

The ghost dragon jade lighted up slightly, and the black mist slowly diffused from the boy's body. The ghost dragon's red golden dragon pupil stared at the boy. It recalled everything it had just seen and felt that something was wrong with the boy. For a long while, he asked : "Why are you so impulsive?"

Ye Ze lay on the ground, slowly covering his face with his hands, warm tears slowly sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

"he……"

The haunting body of the ghost dragon entangled the young man, "What are you running away from?"

Ye Ze turned over and lay flat on the ground, the tears in the corners of his eyes were not dry, and he stared at the sky full of stars in a daze.

In fact, there was no need to go to the point just now.

There is no need to be so cruel.

But……

Ye Ze looked at his hand tremblingly.

Before, he pinched the hand of Xia Wuyin's neck.

When scrambling with Xia Wuyin, Ye Ze was unsure of what he saw in Bai Meng's point, and deliberately rubbed "his" neck.

At that time, he didn't rub his Adam's apple, but was countered by Xia Wuyin.

Because I'm not sure...so-

But.

When finally pinching the neck of the lifeline.

And there is no... Adam's apple.

Ye Ze's body began to tremble slightly, he slammed his hand on his face, covered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "He didn't... he didn't..."

Everything in Bai Meng acupoint, the terrible dream state where the girl and "him" face overlap.

Ye Ze couldn't continue. He felt that every word he said was a lingering delay to himself, and it was **** to go one step further toward the truth.

The slightest possibility seemed so hideous.

Well, it is unacceptable.

So.

He covered his face, thinking of the unbelievable look in Xia Wuyin's eyes just now, and he felt a pain that couldn't breathe in his heart.

What is he, cowardly.

That matter, he couldn't accept it, there was a slight possibility.

==

The "prison robbery" incident was calmed down by Gu Peijiu's use of relationships.

Half a month later, the mountain prison.

Qin Yue leaned on the stone wall, holding the bell, but still lingering in the eyes of the young man Senhan, and the sword that was being blocked when he swung down at her.

She looked at the heavy black iron chain on her wrist, and then slowly moved her gaze down to the bell in her hand.

Knock demon...

Qin Yue closed her eyes and smiled mockingly.

She thought she was not afraid of death.

The result is nothing more than that.

If it were before, at that level, she wouldn't be afraid at all. But now...

For no reason, that child... she brought it here on purpose.

Ha, Su Cang, really good calculation.

Just want to force her.

Qin Yue stared at the bell for a while, and finally closed her eyes, as if compromised.

...Not to mention.

She leaned against the stone wall and knocked on the wall with the chain with her backhand, once, twice, three times.

After knocking, she waited quietly for a while.

After a while, a shaky red puppet climbed up the tall bars. Holding the iron bars with two small hands, he leaned down and looked down. The painted face revealed a face to Qin Yue who was leaning against the wall. A light smile.

"Think about it?"

The voice of the little puppet was enchanting, and it was Su Chan.

There was no expression on Qin Yue's face: "I've thought about it."

Back mountain.

The red-clothed girl closed her eyes and rubbed the bone flute, her mind immersed in the little puppet, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "I like smart people."

Qin Yue said: "I don't believe you."

Su Chan chuckled softly: "But you..."

She paused, and her red lips uttered four words softly.

"Craving life and fearing death."

"Life is alive, who wants to die for no reason." Qin Yue smiled self-deprecatingly, pinched the bell tightly, and said: "You promised me before, do it."

"As long as you can give me what I want." Su Chuang rested his chin, and the puppet on the iron window also sat down, holding his chin and looking down at Qin Yue: "Nothing is a problem."

Qin Yue closed her eyes and opened them again, "You tried so hard to dig me out of here, do I want to show you too?"

Su Chan uttered a syllable meaninglessly, "Oh?"

"The third picture." Qin Yue stood up slowly, the chains rustling, and the shabby prison clothes swayed, slowly revealing the stone wall blocked by her.

On the wall, in a large area of ​​the palm, there are densely painted intricate spiritual patterns and formations. Her eyes are silent, "South, ghost island."

Back mountain.

Su Chan opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a sharp color in his narrow eyes.

After Qin Yue finished speaking, she wiped the array bit by bit. The guard heard the movement and looked at it, but only saw the woman with her head against the wall and her eyes closed in a dark shadow, showing a lack of energy.

"……be honest."

The guard glared at her and left.

After the guards left, Qin Yue opened her eyes, and a sharp light flashed in her dark eyes.

==

The next day.

The prison was robbed.

Jianfeng was shocked, but still tried to hide the news.

Three days later, the news leaked and everyone was in an uproar.

When the news reached Xia Ge's ears, she was reading a book of formations in the alchemy class. As the youngest commander of the alchemy and the profound-level alchemist, the master also changed from the previous non-fighting and scolding Close one eye.

While reading the book, Mao Qing on one side slowly threw a ball of paper to her.

The paper ball rolled on the table, because the roll was very loose, it was loosened when it was rolled, and a marzipan rolled out of the paper ball.

Xia Ge knew that this is the new marzipan from Jinjiang Sugar Shop.

Xia Ge glanced at her.

Mao Qing smiled brightly and made her a "new style" with her mouth, and then pointed to the note, indicating that there was a word on the note.

Xia Ge looked at Tang, then at Mao Qing who was smiling, and finally picked up the candy-wrapped paper.

On the back of the candy-wrapped, four words "latest gossip" were written on the back.

Xia Ge twitched the corner of her mouth and turned the note over.

The content on the back of the note made her a little uneasy.

"——Jianfeng Mountain Prison was robbed."

Eight characters, know each one separately, and put them together, Xia Ge feels that the amount of information is a bit big.

Jianfeng Mountain Prison... Qin Yue! ! ?

After class, Xia Ge put the note on Mao Qing's desk, "How did you know?"

Mao Qing held his chin, "This matter has been spread a long time ago, everyone knows it."

Xia Ge: "..."

Xia Ge thought of Ye Ze for the first time.

——"Following the rules can only be crushed by the rules, and only by surprise can you win."

...No, it can't be him. Ye Ze grew up as a male protagonist. It is impossible for him to rob the prison silently in half a month, and if it is him, it is impossible to rob the prison. He is so impulsive and kills him on the spot. most likely.

Xia Ge asked Mao Qing: "Who was robbed?"

Mao Qing blinked: "I don't know this."

Then the corners of his lips curled up, "You care about it."

Xia Ge gave a "tsk" and concealed it at will, "I am the commander of Danfeng, of course I should care."

"Oh~ like this." Mao Qing tilted his head to look at her, and suddenly said, "Are you still angry?"

Xia Ge: "...what am I angry about?"

Mao Qing said: "I told the big sister about your love letter."

After a pause, he clapped his hands again, and added: "Well, I'm not careful."

Xia Ge: "...It's okay, I don't mind."

"I apologize for that candy." Mao Qing bent his eyes, resting his chin, "If you want to forgive me, you must do it as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no chance."

Xia Ge: "..."

Although I felt something was wrong, Xia Ge still subconsciously asked: "Why is there no chance?"

"Because...well, I've probably been out a distant door recently." Mao Qing said casually, "I was packing things at home a few days ago and found the token my mother left me... Said that I have a distant relative in the south. ."

Xia Ge: "Are you staying in Danfeng?"

Mao Qing looked at her sideways and suddenly smiled, meaning unclearly: "I won't stay here, shouldn't you be happy?"

With regard to Mao Qing, she was a little bit puzzled out of intuition. She felt that some of Mao Qing's reactions were not quite right, but after testing before, Mao Qing's reaction was completely unsuccessful. Doubts turned to doubts. After half a month, Mao Qing's reaction was fairly normal. Because there was no real evidence, Xia Ge let go, but out of instinct, she would occasionally spy on it quietly.

But... I couldn't find any evidence at all.

If it's the real Mao Qing, then her spying looks really hurt.

Xia Ge scratched his head: "How come, you misunderstood-I didn't blame you for the previous things, when will you come back?"

"Maybe soon, a few months." Mao Qing said casually: "Maybe very slowly, a few years, or... more than ten years."

Xia Ge: "...you are getting more and more joking lately."

Mao Qing bends the corners of her lips: "I think so too."

Xia Ge said: "Anyway, a smooth journey."

Mao Qing: "Accept your good words."

==

Changan.

Ancestral Hall of Chu Family.

Chu Yao looked at the tall figure in front of her.

Her father, the current Patriarch of the Chu family, Chu Zhan.

The Chu sword sacrificial spirit embroidered with a golden dragon was hung quietly behind the memorial tablet of the ancestors of the Chu family, dimly unable to see the light.

The two of them stood and knelt in front of each other, facing the ancestors and ancestors of the Chu family.

For a long time, Chu Zhan spoke.

"Do you know why you are called back?"

Chu Yao bowed her head and said, "Daughter is not doing well."

Chu Zhan said, "You know that is just an excuse."

The evil ghosts in Kuzhu Village are not doing things well, which is really just an excuse.

Chu Yao lowered her head, neither humble nor overbearing: "Daughter dare not speak lightly."

Chu Zhan sighed lightly, looked at Chu Dao Ji Ling, for a long while, said: "...The Chang family got the Glory of the Sky, you must have heard of it too."

Chu Yao responded.

"The Chang family is becoming more and more arrogant with my Chu family. Now that I have the charm of ancient clothes, I will be even more arrogant if I want to." Chu Zhan said.

Chu Yao: "They won't be arrogant for long."

Chu Zhan shook his head and said nothing.

Chu Yao frowned slightly: "...Father?"

Is it possible that her Chu family has a century-old foundation, and she still fears a small family that is still holding chicken feathers as an arrow? !

"This dress... has protected my clan to prosper for five hundred years." Chu Zhan didn't answer her words. He just looked at Chu Dao's offering to the spirit and muttered, "But for five hundred years, no one in my clan can let it. Surrender."

Chu Yao was startled slightly.

"You can only be shocked, you can't go to war." Chu Zhan sighed, "Do you know why?"

Chu Yao said: "Because sacrifice to the spirit and recognize the Lord, no one except King Chu..."

"Do not."

Chu Zhan interrupted her.

Chu Yao was taken aback.

"Acknowledging the Lord is just a statement to you." Chu Zhan said, "You are about the same age. It's time to accept some affairs from the Chu family. Naturally, I have to tell you some things."

Chu Yao bowed her head and listened respectfully.

However, as soon as I heard the content, I instantly raised my head and almost thought I had heard it wrong—

Said her father.

"Chu sword sacrifices spirit..."

"Originally, it was the wedding gown made by the king of Chu for himself."

In the deep cold night, Chu Yao stared blankly at the snow-white piece of Chu sword sacrifice spirit with only a golden dragon lifelike. She couldn't imagine that this dress, which looked like a mourning dress, would be the wedding gown made by the king of Chu back then.

"...So?" Chu Yao's voice was a bit difficult.

Chu Zhan also looked at the clothes behind the tablet, his gaze was somewhat complicated, "So, it may be waiting."

What is it waiting for?

Chu Zhan didn't say anything, and Chu Yao didn't ask.

But she vaguely knew what her father wanted to say.

He might want to say...

This dress is waiting for a reason.

A reason to see the sun again.

Perhaps this reason has nothing to do with the legacy left by the king of Chu who mutilated himself five hundred years ago, and it has nothing to do with the rise and fall of the family over five hundred years.

The Sri Lankan has gone, and the old clothes are still there.

Chu Zhan turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall with a faint voice: "Don't go back to Lingxi Peak. Follow me and start dealing with family affairs tomorrow."

"Yes."