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Ye Yu was confused, and he walked straight to Ye Xue's boudoir. He knew that Yan'er was in that room.

The sky gradually faded, and the spring on the branches in the courtyard seemed to have been hidden.

There was no light in the room. Ye Yu pushed open the door and stood at the door. He saw a blurry figure sitting on the small bed outside the boudoir with his knees in his arms, motionless like a quiet statue.

Ye Yu looked blankly, he saw the loneliness in the heart of the "statue", and he felt the helplessness in the heart of the "statue".

Why don’t you care more about Yan'er these days? Ye Yu thought of it with some annoyance.

I don’t know what this girl is thinking? No one will dislike the scars on your body, and that is not ugly at all...

Ye Yu walked gently to Yan'er, and he half-squatted, looking straight into Yan'er's eyes.

The girl put her small chin on her knees, and Ye Yu's image entered her pupils as if it was drilling out of her ears again. She still kept her original posture motionless.

"Yan'er, why are you..."

Ye Yu called softly, but Yan'er was suddenly frightened. She curled up as if she had encountered something terrible. The fear from the heart gradually became dormant until she saw Ye Yu's appearance clearly.

"Young Master, Yan'er is rude."

Ye Yu never expected Yan'er to apologize for such a thing. He didn't need to be so kind. He would rather Yan'er than give in to each other like Piyue and the others. She would rather Yan'er want to "involve" his wife...

The tenderness that surged into my heart seemed to be stuck in my throat, and Ye Yu was stunned.

"Young Master wait a moment, Yan'er will go and hold the lights."

As the candle flames jumped, the room gradually became brighter. Yan'er's originally cute baby's face could not be seen at all, and it was terrible pale. She was going to pour tea, but Ye Yu grabbed it.

"Yan'er, my sister is very good in the palace. You really don't have to worry. She doesn't let you follow you for your future happiness. Don't be angry with her."

Yan'er nodded and shook her head. Although she didn't say anything, Ye Yu knew that she knew that the lady was very good. Shaking her head meant that she was not angry with the lady. The more she understood what Yan'er meant, the more confused Ye Yu felt. Since that's the case, why are you like this again today?

The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and the candlelight gradually dimmed, but the candle tears flowed down the candle's body to the table.

Ye Yu and his two eyes turned to the candlestick at the same time.

The candle turned into ashes and tears began to dry out. Ye Yu thought of this poem for no reason. He rejected this idea. He did not cry when he saw the candle.

The candle heart is in the middle, and it will last for a long time before burning. Ye Yu reached out and grabbed the candlestick.

Perhaps it was because of the intimacy - at least Ye Yu comforted herself so much - Yan'er stretched out her hand at the same time.

Ye Yu suddenly grabbed Yan'er's hand. Yan'er wanted to break free, but accidentally knocked down the candlestick.

The candlelight went out, and the room suddenly fell into darkness. The hot wax oil poured on the back of his hand and it hurt. Caught off guard, Ye Yu couldn't help but scream in pain.

Yan'er could guess what was going on. She stopped struggling and gently stroked the back of Ye Yu's hand.

Ye Yu held Yan'er's hand back, and he felt the traces of the candle tears solidified on the back of her hand.

"Yan'er, you..."

Ye Yu felt a little ashamed, are you not as good as a little girl?

"Young master, Yan'er is leaving." Yan'er pulled back her little hand and interrupted what Ye Yu was about to say.

"You want to leave? Why?" Ye Yu's voice suddenly increased by several octaves.

Yan'er bit her lower lip, and she tried not to let the tears roll down in her eyes, "Yan'er was the lady's maid. Now that the lady is married, Yan'er should leave."

"Why should you leave? You are also my mother's daughter, you are also my sister, you are also my wife. This is your home, and no one can let you leave."

Ye Yu suddenly hugged Yan'er, staring at the face that was close to him, "I have heard that desire is the request of Hongguoguo, and love is willing to give. This cannot tolerate any force. Do you think I love you or desire?"

Yan'er didn't say anything, Ye Yu continued to talk to himself.

"I really like you, I really don't want to force you. If you have a place to go and if you leave, you can live better than now, and I will definitely help you. Yan'er, tell me, where do you want to go?"

Where to go? Yan'er murmured to herself.

What place in the world is more worthy of nostalgia than home? Yan'er knows that everyone in the mansion treats her very well, but the more she does, the less she dares to face it, especially Ye Yu. She wants to escape. Before Xue'er was not married, she seems to have a fig leaf on her body, but now the lady is out of the house, she knows that the pain hidden deep in her heart cannot be hidden.

If life is just like the first meeting!

Maybe leaving now is the best choice, and as for where to go, it doesn't matter at all.

"Yan'er, don't lie to me. I know you have no place to go, and I can't watch you wander around."

"Young Master, I..."

"Yan'er, do you like me?"

Unable to get Yan'er's answer, Ye Yu felt his chest was wet and hot. He knew it was Yan'er's tears.

Ye Yu lowered his head and kissed Yan'er's lips. Tears flowed into his mouth, salty and astringent.

"Yan'er, I want you!" Ye Yu suddenly said, "I'm not a good person. I also know that doing this is a bit domineering to you, but I don't want to leave regrets in our lives."

Ye Yu stood up with Yan'er in his arms, strode towards the bedroom in the inner room. He pressed Yan'er under him and reached out to unbutton her shirt.

"Young Master, don't do this, Yan'er... Yan'er's body is not clean, Yan'er is not worthy of you."

Yan'er grabbed the collar tightly and said begging.

"What's not clean? What's not worthy of me? In my heart, my Yan'er will always be pure and clean."

Yan'er obviously misunderstood Ye Yu's words, and her body suddenly became stiff, her arched body trembled slightly, and she sobbed gently.

Tears surged again, and they burst into tears. The crying became louder and Yan'er burst into tears.

Ye Yu didn't expect Yan'er to cry so violently, and his passion disappeared instantly. He hugged Yan'er tightly, comforted her, and waited for her crying to stop.

However, Yan'er cried endlessly.

Ye Yu repeatedly pondered what he said just now, there was no problem with this.

"Young Master..."

"Yan'er!" Ye Yu asked carefully as if he heard the sound of nature, "Did I say something wrong just now?"

"Young master, Yan'er...Yan'er...Bloods are bleeding there."

Yan'er's voice was not loud, and Ye Yu could hear it clearly. As a generation of "lustful talents", he understood what Yan'er's words meant with a slight thought, but what can this mean? What else can you blame a girl in the purgatory that is in the uncertain day?

"I know, but what does that matter?"
Chapter completed!