Chapter 92 The Little Scholar Always Cries (16)
"Is this mission necessary?"
Tiao Tiao sighed and said, "The new plot has just been unlocked. You need to complete this task before you can continue the strategy. Otherwise, you won't be able to pursue the hero later."
Sang Tian didn't know how long she had been walking, but she always felt that the way back was very long, as if there was no end. The tragic death of Duan Yunyi in the original plot emerged in her mind.
On the cliff, Duan Yunyi, wearing patched clothes, climbed up the steep cliff with difficulty. His handsome fair face was covered with shocking wounds and his body was covered with blood.
When he saw the snow lotus, his eyes lit up with joy. Perhaps because he was too excited, Duan Yunyi did not notice that the stone under his feet was a little loose.
As soon as he stepped on the stones, they fell one after another. The stone he was holding could not support his weight and he fell down with Duan Yunyi.
Until his death, his eyes were still open looking at the snow lotus on the cliff.
He lay alone on the cold stone, his blood flowing and dyeing the surrounding flowers and plants red, until his body was exposed to the wind and rain day after day, and no one came to rescue him.
The chill at the corner of her eyes brought Sang Tian back to her senses. She touched her eyes blankly and then opened them in front of her eyes. On her fingertips were the tears she shed for Duan Yunyi.
"Miss!"
Duan Yunyi's voice suddenly came to her ears, and Sang Tian looked up.
Duan Yunyi stood in the crowd, holding her favorite roasted sweet potato in her hand.
Sang Tian's heart felt like it was being stabbed by needles, and it hurt. Sang Tian also seemed to be blocked by something and couldn't make a sound.
Duan Yunyi saw the tears in her eyes and hurried over to hug her in his arms, and asked worriedly: "What happened? Why are you crying?"
Duan Yunyi's voice was really gentle, and it could easily blow away the coldness on Sang Tian's body, making her feel warm and not feel any of the coldness of the world.
Sang Tian felt a lump in her nose and couldn't help sobbing softly. As soon as she started crying, Duan Yunyi panicked instantly.
"My lady, what happened? Tell me and I will help you solve it."
Duan Yunyi coaxed Sang Tian in a gentle voice, and his expression was so nervous that if you didn't know, you would think something big had happened.
Sang Tian rubbed her red nose and withdrew from Duan Yunyi's arms. She raised her hands and hugged his neck, "Husband, can I be on top tonight?"
As soon as the word "tiger and wolf" came out, Duan Yunyi's face turned red instantly. He looked around in confusion, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he quickly grabbed Sang Tian's wrist and walked home.
Duan Yunyi felt embarrassed that the lady, who was always cold and had a sullen face, would say such words.
As soon as they returned to the courtyard, Duan Yunyi immediately took Sang Tian back to the room and said with a red face: "My wife, it's not dusk yet, so it's daytime."
Sang Tian crossed her arms and looked at Duan Yunyi speechlessly.
What he said was inconsistent with his actions. As soon as he came in, Duan Yunyi took out a bunch of fun things from his small box, all of which Sang Tian had never seen before.
Duan Yunyi stole a glance at Sang Tian and took out a red silk ribbon from behind and stroked her wrist, "Madam, this color sets off your skin like snow. I wonder what it will look like if we tie it together. I think you will agree."
It turned out that even if Sang Tian refused, it would be of no avail. Duan Yunyi still took his silk ribbon and tied her wrists.
That night, Sang Tian responded to Duan Yunyi's every move enthusiastically without any resistance, as if she wanted to carve his movements into her body.
Duan Yunyi also felt that Sang Tian's response was more earnest.