The Yandere Came During the Night

After sending off Lin's family and replacing Yu Xiang and Yu Siyu to jointly head the house, the Hou residence finally returned to its former tranquility. After all, the four nurturing nanny came out of the palace. After staying for a long time, they were afraid that they would be forgotten by the empress. Seeing that Yu Miaoqi had a lot of points, they hurriedly said goodbye. income.

Since then, Yu Miaoqi has been out of the house often, saying that she is going to visit the Lin family. She seemed to have recovered from a series of blows, not only her face was ruddy, but her eyes were full of radiance, especially after visiting Lin's family, she was able to greet people with a smile for several days.

Yu Xiang sent someone to follow her, and when she saw that she would not come out after entering the Lin house, she slowly relaxed her vigilance.

It was a rare sunny day, the golden sunshine dispelled the cold wind, and the fragrance of plum blossoms wafted in the air. Yu Pinyan took a break and was standing behind the desk at the moment, painting a picture of Ao Xue Han Mei. Yu Xiang was lying on the soft couch opposite him, holding a strange novel in his hand and reading it with relish.

Yu Pinyan lost interest after ordering a few plum blossoms, put the rice paper aside and took out a new one, looking at his sister at a glance.

Yu Xiang noticed his focused gaze, put down the book and asked, "Are you drawing me?"

"Well, don't move." Yu Pinyan carefully mixed the ink.

Yu Xiang blinked, as if thinking of something, she quickly removed the bead hairpin on her head, untied her hair bun, and let her ankle-length blue silk fall down. Then she put her legs into a graceful posture of lying on her side, and her white socks fell off. , showing small and delicate jade feet, one hand hanging naturally at the waist, the other hand resting on the cheeks, full of a smile, "I draw this look." When the words fell, he felt that it was still a little imperfect, and after a little thought, he took off the blouse to his elbows, Showing off white and rounded shoulders.

The pretty and lovely girl instantly turned into a dazzling and unparalleled goblin. Yu Pinyan's hand gripping the pen involuntarily tightened, only to hear a crackling sound, and the pen tube broke in two. Yu Pinyan reluctantly held his forehead, threw the waste pen out of the window, and walked over quickly, his deep voice revealed a strong desire, "Xianer, how do you want me to draw like this? I just want to kiss you now." The lips are getting closer.

"Then let's paint after kissing, and paint my lips as red and swollen as peach and plum." Yu Xiang giggled and licked her brother's thin and graceful lips with the tip of her tongue.

I never knew that the younger sister who confessed her heart was so passionate, that even the saint could not resist it. Yu Pinyan groaned in a low voice, and then bit the goblin's lips into his mouth...

Yu Xiang smiled and hugged his neck, and the two instantly rolled onto the soft couch, entangled in ups and downs.

The ground dragon was already burning in the room, and the temperature has risen a lot now, and a few small sparks can almost emerge. Taohong Liulu was guarding the door, and when he heard the tsk tsk coming from time to time, his expression had already changed from coy to numb.

Even more numb than them was the guard guarding the study, with a straight pestle not far away, not even moving his brows. Just at this moment, a bodyguard hurriedly ran from the courtyard and half-kneeled in front of the door to salute, "Master Hou, Master Kuhui has been found! At this time, we have been escorted back by our people, and we will be able to arrive in Beijing tomorrow."

The study was quiet for a moment, okay? , Yu Pinyan pushed open the door of the room and ordered in a deep voice, "Prepare the horse, Ben Hou will pick him up in person."

Rather than saying that Master Kuhui was escorted back, it is better to say that he was escorted back. In order to heal his younger sister, Yu Pinyan tried his best to send a lot of guards to Tianzhu, Siam, and Nanyang to find people. In five years, the toll alone cost a lot. Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and finally found the bitter wisdom in Tianzhu to study, and without saying a word, he carried the person on the ship and plundered it back to Beijing.

Kuhui is only twenty-five-six years old this year. Although he was raised by Kuhai himself, he studies medicine more than Buddhism. Because Kuhai's cultivation is not enough, he travels far to study scriptures. When I arrived in Tianzhu and other places, I was attracted by foreign medical skills and forgot to practice. Naturally, my mood was not as harmonious as the sea of ​​suffering.

Kuhui was a little uneasy in her heart. She inquired many ways along the way, and learned that the man who tied her was the Marquis of Yongle, known as the Living King of Hell. When he arrived at Dezhenguo Temple, after hearing Yu Pinyan's plea, he refused without even thinking about it.

Yu Pinyan asked in a good voice, "How can the master be willing to heal the sister-in-law? As long as I, Yu Pinyan, can do it, there is nothing wrong with it."

Kuhui recited a passage of Buddhist scriptures, opened her eyes, and said slowly, "When you are a child today, you will wear a single shirt, and you will kneel and kowtow three times from the plank road at the foot of the mountain, until you reach the temple gate, and the poor monk will consider your request. ."

Zhenguo Temple is located on the top of the mountain. There is a driveway built around the mountain and a plank road where the woodcutter walks. It takes half an hour to walk from the driveway, an hour to walk from the plank road, and it takes three kneels and nine kowtows to walk up the steep stairs. The degree of difficulty can be imagined. After some tossing, even if Yu Pinyan was made of iron, he might not be able to hold on.

The guards standing on both sides couldn't help drawing their swords to face each other, but Kuhui closed her eyes and recited the Buddha in a low voice.

Yu Pinyan waved his hand, ordered the guard to take the knife back, and cupped his hand, "Master, then we'll agree." Then he hurried down the mountain.

When he returned to the Hou Mansion, he didn't tell anyone, stared at his sister and fell asleep, and quietly left when she was lying on her side, wearing only a snow-white single coat, knelt down three times from the foot of the mountain and slowly headed towards the mountain? Walk. Before he knew it, the pitch-black sky shone with white light, his hair was covered with ice beads condensed from morning dew, and the fabric on his knees shattered due to friction, revealing his bruised kneecap.

The guards accompanying him had already burst into tears and kept saying, "Master Hou, let the subordinates come down," but he turned a deaf ear, and when the sun was rising, he finally arrived at the gate of Zhenguo Temple.

However, Kuhui avoided seeing it, and only sent a little novice, saying, "The benefactor's killing is too heavy and the sin is hard to be eliminated, please continue tomorrow."

"What did you bald donkey say!?" The guards were furious and drew their sabres.

Yu Pinyan just waved his hand and stood up indifferently. Kneeling, no matter how many times Kuhui asked him to kneel, even if all the steps on the plank road were smoothed out, he would still cure his sister.

"Master Hou, forget it!" One of the guards gritted his teeth and growled. If he was tossing around like this every day, would the Lord Hou have his legs?

Yu Pinyan turned his head suddenly, his eyes blood red, "I don't want to hear this a second time!" It's about Xiang'er's life, how can it be like this!

The guard was swept away by his suffocating eyes, and he was suddenly silent, but he heard a clear voice behind him, "Yeah, forget it!"

"Xiang'er, why are you here?" Yu Pinyan wanted to meet him, but his stiff legs didn't obey him.

Yu Xiang got in front of him under the push of Taohong Liulu, raised his head to look at him, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him to his knees, a muffled sound made his teeth hurt.

The guards showed resentment, but they dared not speak. It doesn't matter if you provoke Lord Hou, but no one can hold back if you provoke Miss Xiang'er. No one knows that Miss Xiang'er is the lifeblood of Lord Hou.

Yu Xiang touched his beard-covered side face, with a bright and strange smile, "Does it hurt?" Without waiting for her brother to answer, she continued, "My heart hurts more than your knee! It would take me to cure my leg! Take your leg in exchange, and I will be paralyzed for the rest of my life! If you come back tomorrow, I will remove my leg with my own hands, believe it or not?"

She took out a dagger from the dark compartment of the armrest of the wheelchair, and slashed hard on her kneecap. The warm blood immediately dyed the thick skirt red.

Taohong Liulu cried out in fright, and the guards were stunned and amazed. They thought in unison: No wonder Lord Hou loves Third Young Lady so much, but it turns out Third Young Lady would even give up her own life for Lord Hou. It's naive to not take her so seriously.

Yu Xiang's movements were too fast, and her body was stiff after kneeling all night. Yu Pinyan couldn't stop it in time. After snatching the dagger from her hand, she roared angrily, "What are you doing? Are you crazy!"

"It hurts? Can you understand how I felt when I saw you kneeling on the ground?" Yu Xiang scratched at the wound, drawing out more blood, and ordered with tears in her eyes, "You go back with me now, and you are not allowed to come again in the future, do you hear? Otherwise, I will completely abolish these legs!" As he spoke, he pushed away Tao Hong and Liu Lu who were about to bandage their wounds.

Yu Pinyan had no choice but to tear off the hem of her clothes to tie up her bleeding wound, and compromised, "I heard, we'll go home now."

Satisfied, Yu Xiang twisted the flesh on the back of his hand, and then shouted into the Zhenguo Temple, "Kuhui, listen to me, you want my brother to put down the butcher's knife to cleanse his sins, how can I know without him? The frontier fought hard to protect the family and the country. How many people would have been caught in the flames of war by the great man and bloodshed. Without him, he would punish corrupt officials, and how many people would be wronged. It is up to you to judge whether what he created is killing evil or meritorious deeds! Besides, I am the one who broke my leg, and I am the one who seeks medical treatment. It is up to you to save or not to save. What does it have to do with my brother? If you don’t see your past all the time, you will lose the path of saints and sages. Talking about people’s past all the time will hurt the harmony of heaven and earth. Kuhui, you have not only lost the path of saints and sages but also hurt the harmony of heaven, no matter how much good deeds you do in the future. You can't make up for the misery, let's go back to Tianzhu and repair it for a few more decades!" The words fell and waved at the guards, "Put your marquis into the carriage!"

The guard answered the promise and hurriedly carried the master to the long-awaited carriage on the side of the road.

Just as Yu Xiang was carried into the carriage by Tao Hong and Liu Lu, she saw Ku Hui hurried out and shouted, "Donor, please stay behind..." Yu Xiang's words stuck in his heart like a knife, making him ashamed and regretful. .

The elder brother's kneecap was already injured like that, how could Yu Xiang stay, scolded the driver to leave quickly, opened the curtain when he turned around, and raised his middle finger at Ku Hui, who had an embarrassed expression.

"What's the meaning of this?" Watching the carriage go away, Ku Hui turned to ask the senior brother who followed.

Ku Hai touched his bald head and guessed, "Probably it means that your cultivation is not good, otherwise she should give a thumbs up. Junior brother, after five years of ascetic cultivation in Tianzhu, you still don't understand? There are Buddhas everywhere in the world. All sentient beings are Buddhas. You shouldn’t save people with evil thoughts, and you shouldn’t reject people because of your anger. The past few years of practice have been wasted. Besides, isn’t your hard work in medicine just to help the world and save the people, why can’t you cure Yu Yu? Donor? You are narrow-minded."

"What the brother taught is that the younger brother is ashamed. But this is the end, what should we do?" Ku Hui smiled bitterly.

"I immediately sent the little novice to send a message to donor Yu. For my sake, she will definitely come back." Ku Hai folded his hands together and recited Amitabha.

Originally, others were begging for his own healing, but now he is begging for others to be healed. Kuhui is really helpless.