Chapter 305: Painting in the stone house

Jin Yue's eyes widened, she held the man's collar and gritted her teeth and asked, "What did you say?"
The other party looked at her in a panic, and said with a trembling, "We just received the news that the sect master had already arrived two days ago..."
Jin Yue's eyes froze, how could he suddenly come over? Shouldn't he stay on top to reorganize the Dragon Gate's forces?
Jin Yue looked up at the full moon above his head, as if thinking of something suddenly, threw the opponent to the ground, staring at him coldly, "Where is he now?"
The man got a little chill when she stared at her back, and said truthfully, "The sect master wouldn't let us reveal his whereabouts, and... he lowered Miss Jin's authority..."
"Impossible!" Jin Yue interrupted him, her voice full of disbelief.
She did so much for him, how could Ye Qianmo lower my power for no reason.
The man who was lying on the floor raised his head and looked at Jin Yue cautiously, his eyes were full of panic, and he was a little bit hesitant to say something, "The master, the master, he already knows, we are going to kill Ye Youran... he very angry……"
"Does he know?" Jin Yue asked in a cold voice, and couldn't help but laugh, but this laughter sounded a little sad.
"He knew that I wanted to kill Ye Youran, so he lowered my authority! He always guarded that woman like that, whether it was three years ago or today, three years later..."
"Ye Qianmo said he wanted to execute me? Did he say he wanted to execute me?"
Jin Yue looked at her confidant with an angry face, as if she couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart, turned around and raised her fists, and slammed down the steel shelf with a bang. The steel instantly became a waste product.
The people in the room looked at her in horror. They all knew that Jin Yue followed the order of Ye Qianmo, and at the same time, they knew very well that Ye Qianmo personally gave the order not to do anything to the woman named Ye Youran, otherwise Don't talk about killing.
"The doorkeeper didn't want to execute Miss Jin." The man said in a panic. After all, Jin Yue didn't hurt the woman. "However, the doorkeeper has ordered Miss Jin to leave the restricted area immediately."
Jin Yue clenched his hands into fists, remained silent for a while and did not speak, at least he did not execute himself.
She felt that her heart was full of bitterness. The reason why she became like this is that people are not like people and ghosts, and it is all for him.
In order to save him, she would become an unconscious, violent and angry living dead.
"Tang Yi, there is only her in your heart, because you cared about her before you died..." You are the devil who was born again for her.
If I really did something to that woman, you would kill me mercilessly, right? !
"Miss Jin, the person sent by the gatekeeper will soon come to take you out of the restricted area, what should we do now?" The man opposite handed the urgent document in his hand.
Jin Yue opened the file and glanced quickly, "Where is he now? Say it!"
"The Underground Palace!"
Underground palace? Jin Yue's eyes stagnated, and you actually went to the underground palace...
...
The night was full, and two figures quickly sneaked into one of the small stone houses.
Ling Yue looked around for a week, lowered his head and stroked his fingers on the dusty tabletop, "This house has not been inhabited for a while."
Ye Youran is standing in the living room of the house. This stone house is very simple. A small kitchen is integrated with the living room. The furniture is only a few wooden chairs and a round table. There is an old-fashioned wood-burning stove in the kitchen.
But inexplicably Ye Youran felt that the layout of the house was a bit familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. I walked towards a small compartment on the right. There was a wooden bed inside. The quilt and pillows on the bed were neatly stacked.
Ye Youran continued to walk inside. Ling Yue followed her closely. Suddenly Ling Yue seemed to be stimulated by something. His body shook slightly and stood stiff.
Ye Youran turned his head to see that his expression was a little strange, raised his head and followed his gaze, her eyes widened slightly and her voice was surprised, "These... these sketches..."
The pencil sketches were neatly placed on the bed corner cabinet, covered with a transparent plastic film, as if someone was worried that they would be stained by dust, and one was still clamped on the easel.
However, the woman with a bright and sly smile on the easel... "Is this me?" Ye Youran said with a trembling voice.
These sketches are very realistic, and the delicate lines outline every subtle movement of the woman in the portrait. Looking at it in this way, there is a vivid feeling. The person who painted must be very careful. He understands the woman in the portrait that way. This outlines vividly.
Ling Yue didn't speak. When his eyes met these sketches, a guilty conscience flashed across his eyes. It was not the first time he had seen these sketches.
Today, three years ago, or even longer... That man always has such a secluded girl who quietly outlines the girl he has always buried in his heart.
Ye Youran stretched out her hand, gently touching the sketch with her fingertips, "Tang Yi?" She whispered the name in a low voice.
It's him, this little stone house, he once lived here.
Since the chip on Ling Yue’s neck was removed, his memory has gradually recovered, but at this moment, he really wants to forget it, forgetting the one that always carried a smile on his face. , Qingjun man indifferent to everything.
She is the girl he has been guarding, but dare not approach...
Ling Yue turned his head and looked out the window, staring closely at the big house in the middle in the distance, his eyes became a little complicated, "Ye Qianmo is Tang Yi... he won't hurt you..."
Tang Yi would never hurt her, this was already known when he was very young.
The boy who was born with an incurable disease, the eldest grandson of the Tang family, sat low-key and quietly in a corner, looking from a distance at the little girl crying very sadly under the big tree over there, his paintbrush stopped. , Looked at her lightly, but didn't approach her.
Watching quietly, until the little girl stopped crying, until she left... However, the woman who made the little girl cry also cried miserably the same night.
The next day, he still came to the original place and waited for her until he saw that the little girl had forgotten the sadness of yesterday, playing with other friends, laughing heartlessly, and then he would pick up the pencil again. , Described in detail.
"Ling Yue." Ye Youran approached him in small steps, stretched out his hand to hold his broad palm, and whispered his name.
Ling Yue suddenly recovered and looked down at her. Under the moonlight, the corners of Ye Youran’s lips were slightly raised, her clear eyes filled with a pure smile, and he turned to look at the woman on the easel. He couldn’t help but close. The eyes and heart were suppressed with unspeakable soreness.
But his big hand squeezed her tighter, his voice was firm and solemn, "Ye Youran, you are mine."
The silver moonlight fell on his stern face, and Ye Youran could watch the dark surge in his blue eyes, with a hint of guilt.
She stepped forward and opened her hands to embrace the tall man in front of her, her face buried in his chest, "Ling Yue, if he is Tang Yi, then he will definitely not blame you... Tang Yi, he is the world The most gentle and forgiving person..."
What happened back then wasn’t just Ling Yue’s fault. Ye Youran didn’t know how to state it, but she was sure that if Ye Qianmo was really Tang Yi, then he would definitely not hurt herself or hurt herself. Other people.
For everything, Tang Yi always likes to choose to forgive.
Standing on tiptoes, she gently kissed the man's forehead. Ye Youran was not used to the heavy atmosphere. She chuckled, "Ling Yue, we are going to find our son."
He was a little stunned. He had always been reluctant to mention this name to her. At this moment, he looked at her with a calm smile, and his chest was a little relieved and joyful inexplicably.
Ling Yue stretched out his hand to caress her cheek and pinched her, her voice trembled in a low and unclear voice, "You don't know, those two little guys have been thinking of you all these years..." And me.
...
"You lie to me!" At this time, a childish voice was full of anger, "Bad guy! Bad guy! You lie to me!"
Ling Yiye leaped suddenly, his small body hung on Ye Qianxun's body, his short hands wrapped around his neck, and his small teeth bit down on his shoulder without mercy.
"I want my mommy! I want to go back!" Ever since he was told by Xiaodou that Ye Qianxun was talking nonsense about Ye Qianxun, he has been arguing with Ye Qianxun. It feels like Ye Qianxun is hiding his mother. I won't let him see.
Ye Qianxun frowned. He was attacked many times in the past few days. Her shoulder was already scarred. He reached out and picked him up. "Have you enough trouble? Even if Ye Youran is not in the underground palace, we don’t know her. where?!"
"Bad guy!" Ling Yiye didn't care about so many, anyway, Ye Qianxun had already been defaulted by him as the number one enemy.
Ye Yinuo hugged Ling Yiye, who was waving his limbs in resistance and struggling, and quietly comforted him, "Dai, be good, we will leave here for two days and continue to help find your mommy."
Ling Yiye was hugged by Ye Yinuo, and his small body moved a little disgustedly, jumped to the ground, ran to his brother's side, bowed his head, and looked very aggrieved and pitiful.
Leng Xiao looked very heartbroken, and turned his head to scold the sinner Ye Qianxun, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know, do you have a conscience, such a small child, you are actually ashamed to deceive their innocence!"
"I'm scared by him!" Ye Qianxun turned his eyes and glared at the two Mengbao.
Seeing them with little faces puffed up at this time, dying and lacking energy, if they wanted to continue complaining, he finally found out that they swallowed it back.
He looked up awkwardly at a round moon, and the moonlight was shed, allowing the dark night to show a faint light.
"Huh! Ye Youran is nothing good, I really don't understand, why you just like her, she is troublesome, so troublesome!"
"I don't allow you to say my mommy!" The little demon Ling Yiyao, who had remained calm, suddenly rushed towards Ye Qianxun with a small body, and hit his crotch with a small fist directly.
"Wow! You...you wait for me." Ye Qianxun suddenly felt so painful that his waist couldn't stand up. He covered something under his crotch with his hands, and his handsome and flawless face was blue.
Leng Xiao and Ye Yinuo looked at them for a second, and then laughed.
"Damn...you really have a vision...hahaha, Chihiro Ye, anyway, you don't need that thing in your life anyway, it doesn't matter if it's disabled...hahaha..."
Ling Yiyao still looked very angry at Ye Qianxun's enemy, snorted proudly, and said with some pride, "My mommy taught me!"