Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

After Xia Wuyin escaped from her hand, she returned to Chu's house alone.

At that time, she felt that she had to do something.

Whatever is good.

Take everything back to yourself, or forget.

Forget the soft temperature of that person's body, forget the gentle and helpless eyes when she looked at her.

After a long time, she felt that she might not forget it.

I can't forget that time, her chain was wrapped around her hands, but another person was pretending to be in her eyes.

The heart is ashamed, but that's all.

With the help of Baiguiku, she numbly retaliated against the family, watching her sister be devastated by her secret actions, and watching her father become sick step by step.

She is now the young master of Hundred Ghost Caves.

Her mother was not only a celebrity, but was also the head of Baigui Cave. Therefore, her father knew exactly what she had done outside.

After her mother's death, she was found by the Baigui Cavemen and asked her to be the young master.

But at that time, because as long as she was in contact with everything about her mother, she would remember the...

Disgusting.

She refused their request mercilessly, and then went on the road alone and met her brother.

All that happened.

Later, her brother left, and she was taken back to the family. She then went crazy looking for news about her brother.

She even agreed to the request, inherited everything from her mother, and became the young master of Baiguiku most unwilling to be.

For countless nights, she felt the smell of blood entwined all over her body-she was not really afraid of blood, she just couldn't forget the feeling of being rejected by everyone long, long ago.

At that time, she would hide in the corner, holding the dragon jade, desperately carrying the feeling of her brother.

That was her only consolation.

——She knows that there are still people in this world who love her.

So she desperately went to find her.

However, she didn't know what she looked like, or her real name. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and it was a cave with vast ghosts, and it was hard to find a drop in the ocean in her heart.

I just can't think of...

Thinking of what happened on Lingxi Peak, Chu Yi felt like she was dreaming.

She didn't know if she was distressed or at a loss.

She closed her eyes and stopped thinking about it.

...It doesn't make sense anymore.

Soon, she will be able to take down the family.

Intentionally or unintentionally, after returning from Lingxi Peak, she refused Baiguiku to pass on the news about Lingxi Peak to her.

Now I hear this strange and familiar name again.

Xia Wuyin.

She was stuck in the mud and couldn't get out.

She feels the same, feels pain for her, but vaguely feels the secret pleasure.

...If you are with me.

I will definitely protect you.

Look... Your choice is wrong, and the one you love has no way to protect you.

My words, I will definitely not let you be like this.

If it was me...

I'm sure, I won't hurt people, so I will tear up people who say bad things about you, so that they can't talk for a lifetime.

The girl's slender fingers slowly tapped on the meteor dagger, "So, now she has gone to the magic sect..."

"It is rumored that there is an affair with the leader of the demon cult, Su Chan, so he hurt his senior sister Gu Peijiu." The male voice said again.

Chu Yi snorted, "Are you joking."

Thousands of miles away, Hundred Ghost Caves.

The man wrinkled his eyebrows slightly as he held the transmission letter, and his eyes were at the critical moment of the Chu Family's seizure of power. He couldn't let the young master be distracted by other things.

"...I don't know if it's true or false." The man thought for a while and whispered, "But according to the secret letter of Baiguiku... Entering the demon sect is also an antidote for Su Zang to save Gu Peijiu."

The smile at the corners of Chu Yi's lips became slightly stiff, and it was cold for a moment.

The dagger in his hand slid down suddenly, and it fell to the ground with a sound.

"..."

Gu Peijiu.

"She really loves this man."

For a long time, Chu Yi's voice was low, "Loved to ruin, covered in mud, which is touching."

"..."

Chu Yi slowly raised his godless eyes, and his voice was indifferent.

"Why do you think no one loves me so much?"

The male voice was silent for a while, and then began to make suggestions, "If the young master..."

"She is always so likable." Chu Yi interrupted him suddenly, "Moreover, she also likes others."

"I heard that my elder sister also likes her very much." She slowly stood up, the layered clothes slid down like water, and the blood-stained lotus was blocked by the pleats, as if it could hide the injured heart so that no one could see it.

"...It has nothing to do with me." Her voice was shallow, as if talking to herself, "I just want to take back what I want."

The male voice hurriedly said: "Chu Zhan is already dying of illness, it is not to be feared. The young master can show his ambitions."

Chu Yi stood in the shadow.

She walked forward slowly, her snow-white toes stepped on the meteor dagger, and her white hands tentatively touched the sun.

She can't see.

But I can feel the sun falling on my hands.

She withdrew her hand.

It's cold.

There is no way to be caught by her alone.

No matter how she likes it.

It's all... not good.

...

Chu Yi thought a little indifferently.

Ants hiding in the dark.

How can I expect the light's favor?

——Even if she falls into the dust.

That was the light she couldn't expect.

Chu Yi turned around and picked up the meteor dagger.

A dagger without a scabbard has run out of blood.

She walked out with bare feet two steps.

——We are on the road.

——What way?

-Way of life.

The warm liquid slowly slid down from the corner of his eyes, and fell down his cheeks onto the back of his hand.

Reminiscent of maple leaves in late autumn.

Withering all over the ground.

The girl covered her eyes, tears slid down her fingers, and fell on her cold hands, even hot.

Although she was angry at the injustice of fate, she never shed even a single tear for herself.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

——Look, Xia Wuyin.

The eyes you gave me, even if they are blind, will only shed tears for your sorrow.

"Pass my order."

The girl's voice was slightly hoarse.

"First send someone to the magic sect to find out about the truth... come back and tell me the current situation."

"Young Master..." The male voice hesitated.

"You don't have to worry about the Chu family's affairs." Chu Yi chuckled lightly, with a slightly cold tone, "I don't need you to worry about my affairs."

The male voice shrank, "Yes."

==

Chu Zhan's condition worsened. Chu Yao's affairs were mostly taken care of by Chu Yao. The affairs were busy. When Chu Yao heard the news, the situation was gone.

"Dang!"

The jade pot was broken to the ground, thousands of pieces.

"What did you say?!"

Chu Yao grabbed the old man's collar and looked pale.

Before the old man could answer, she immediately shook her head, "Impossible! It is impossible for her to do such a thing!"

The old butler was hesitant to speak, and some did not understand why Chu Yao was so angry with someone whose Danfeng was not important.

He thought to himself that the eldest lady was training in Jianfeng, Jianfeng and Danfeng had never been at peace...it should have been nothing to do with Danfeng.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Sorry."

She also knew that for the housekeeper, her reaction was a bit too extreme.

The old butler said: "It's okay, but...this is all Lingxi Peak's business, Miss, the master is not in good shape, so don't worry too much about it."

The implication was that she hoped that she would take care of her health and not be troubled by these trivial things that had nothing to do with the pros and cons of the Chu family.

A little waiter came in and cleaned up the broken jade.

"I know..." Chu Yao suppressed her voice, "Retreat."

The old butler is gone.

Chu Yao sat at the desk, holding her forehead with one hand, and tightly squeezing the other hand holding the pen.

"Snapped"!

The bamboo pen broke at the sound, but Chu Yao did not let go, almost sinking into the palm of his hand at the break.

Listen to what she just heard?

Xia Wuyin... secretly practiced puppet art, disguised as a man, colluded with demon cults, rebelled against Lingxi Peak, summoned evil spirits, used evil spirits as materials to refine Wanhun Pill in order to advance to the ground level, but also with the evil spirits. Does the leader have personal affair?

ha?

A joke?

The young man who took her to the city of Evernight to relieve her worries because she was leaving, the young man who can be happy for a long time because of the peach blossom in the letter, but also be troubled for a long time because of being liked...

No, no, it should be... a girl.

But how could she do such a thing! !

Chu Yao clenched her fist tightly.

Those just now are really the most ridiculous jokes she has ever heard!

What Xia Wuyin said in her letter, who likes her?

Why don't you do anything? !

She got up to go to Chu Zhan, but after two steps, she stopped again.

My father is in a serious condition. At this time, she...

Chu Yao took a deep breath and returned to her seat, trying to calm her chaotic brain.

No, Chu Yao, you can't be impulsive. Father now, you have to...you have to calm down, you have to think of ways.

In this way, she sat for a while, and then, as if thinking of something, she lowered her eyelashes and pulled out a flat envelope from the bottom of the stack of scrolls.

The envelope is very thin and seems unremarkable, but the dim light is refracted on it, and delicate dark lines can be seen.

Inside was the reply letter she hadn't sent out after receiving Xia Wuyin's letter.

I changed it many times, and I threw away how many rolls of waste paper. After I wrote it, some felt that it was too cumbersome, and some felt that it was too simple and not sincere enough. Finally, the letter was revised and changed. This letter still failed to be sent. .

The most satisfactory version is hidden here.

She writes a little casual and indulgent, and the pen walks around the dragon, which can be described as flamboyant and shocking, like a dragon, overall rough and majestic, but not tender.

Chu Yao took out the letter paper and looked at the elegant handwriting that she barely practiced for a few days.

——The road is under your feet.

I'm with you.

The strokes are the gentle freehand brushwork that she hides in her heart and is hard to tell.

Outside the study, the sun was dim.

Chu Yao slowly moved her gaze out of the window.

The peach blossoms of Chang'an are blooming beautifully.

Chu Yao thought.

She kind of missed that person drinking that pot of bamboo leaves at Danfeng.

In the Chu family, I have been following the rules for too long, and occasionally, I also want to be willful once.

otherwise……

Chu Yao put the letter paper back into the envelope and hid it in the corner.

To live under the light of her ancestors and become a daughter of the Chu family was not what she wanted. Such inheritance of the family and the unwarranted hatred of her sister is also not what she wants.

She already has too many regrets.

The rest of my life is so long.

She didn't want to regret it anymore.

==

The sun sets to the west, and the dusk is getting deeper.

Chu Yao stood in front of Chu Zhan's bed, her expression faint.

"Father, please allow me."

Chu Zhan is nowhere near the tall aura he had in his middle age.

He lay quietly on the bed, his voice was faint and hoarse, "A Yao, this is not like you."

Chu Yao said: "Father."

"I have to do this."

Chu Yao paused and said in a low voice.

He looked at Chu Yao and looked carefully. Chu Yao wore a light blue young master suit that symbolized the Chu family. The snow-white belt was neatly tied, but it was still a little loose and couldn't hold the slender waist.

After a long while, he sighed.

"A Yao, this family is in your palm."

"If you……"

The sun finally set.

"not mine."

A thick and deep shadow fell on Chu Yao, dyeing the girl's light brown eyes deeply. She looked at her father, "You know, all of this now is not mine."

The family should have been inherited by a daughter.

And the original prostitute was Chu Yi.

Chu Zhan looked at this proud daughter.

Some comforted, and some tired thoughts.

This child.

From the moment she opened her eyes, she represented the proud son of heaven, who was different.

Chu Zhan said, "Whether it is yours or not, you are doing very well."

"I will be relieved to leave the family affairs to you."

Chu Yao said, "Father."

Chu Zhan sighed again.

The child who grew up with Chu Wang Guanghui hoped to use his own strength to break out of his own world, but because of his recall, he returned to the Chu family. Although he handled affairs in an orderly manner, he became more and more calm. But day after day, he could see the silence in her eyes, the dream of a teenager, like a swaying, dying candlelight, blowing out.

But now.

The sun went down.

He saw the extinguishing fire in the eyes of this child.

That flame is a passion that young talents will have.

He couldn't even believe that the words just now would be what A Yao, who has always been calm in his eyes, said.

——"I believe in a person."

— "That person is in jail, and I want to save her back."

——Please father, allow me.