Chapter 417 Song Lin's Dowry Noisy are hung on the bridge cables. Song Lin and Song Xiangyu looked at each other, and the time around them seemed to be permanently frozen in this scene. awkward. look forward to. I am eager to try. "I……" Song Lin opened his mouth to speak. "you……" Song Xiangyu's cheeks turned slightly red. "You two, what are you waiting for?" The old man smiled brightly, his face full of hope.

"Actually we..." Song Xiangyu was about to explain when Song Lin suddenly stepped forward, holding up a jade hairpin. The bun sank slightly. Song Xiangyu looked at the man in front of her blankly. "Since we have agreed on it, I will naturally fulfill my promise. Miss Song, see you again if we are lucky!" Song Lin smiled slightly, turned around gracefully, waved his hand and threw out a purse. "Father, I don't have much silver with me today, so just consider this as a reward." Say it. He walked away quickly. The free and easy back and hurried footsteps looked somewhat funny in the night. "Hehehe~~Thank you for the 'bride price' money!" The old man held the purse and shouted loudly, emphasizing the word "bride price". Seeing Song Lin's steps becoming more and more hurried, he couldn't help but smile. Under the lantern. When the beautiful woman heard the word "bride price", she subconsciously touched the hairpin on her head. Her cheeks are rosy and her eyes are watery. suddenly. She didn't know what she was thinking about. The blush on her face disappeared and a hint of anger emerged. Then he seemed to get angrier the more he thought about it. Suddenly she took off the hairpin on her head, raised it high up, and was about to throw it on the ground.

"Don't!" The old man shouted subconsciously. "..." Song Xiangyu turned around and looked at the old man. A cold wind blew. “Girl, you…” The old man shuddered involuntarily. He looked so happy just now, why is he so angry now? "I-I'm fine." Song Xiangyu took a deep breath, put the hairpin in her arms, and then took out a purse and handed it to the old man. "Father-in-law, this is the betrothal gift and the money for the hairpin. This thing is...I bought it myself, it doesn't count as a gift from him! Humph~" "Oh, yes, yes." The old man nodded hurriedly. Song Xiangyu bowed slightly to express her gratitude, then turned and left. "Ah~~" The old man sighed. A woman's heart, a needle under the sea. This little girl is dignified, polite and generous. But once she encounters something related to her sweetheart, she seems to be no different from thousands of other women in the world. That little temper, so annoying! the other side. Song Lin walked hurriedly and returned to his master's ancient house a moment later. Go inside and close the door. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then his brows were furrowed, his eyes full of sorrow. If he had just a hint of doubt before, he is now 70% sure. "But, if Song Xiangyu was the one I met during the time I was in the Song family..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel relieved. At first he used the alias 'Ye Liuyun', and although he never admitted it in person, it was an indisputable fact in the eyes of those who cared. "Wait, if that's the case, Song Xiangyu should blame me, right?" "No, no." "If she is really her, then both of them should blame me! No wonder Tan Tai Xuan Yin gave me the "Absolute Sword Manual" that day. Could it be that she meant that..."

Song Lin took a long breath and finally realized what was happening. then. His whole face turned into a bitter gourd, "What a sin I have committed! It's over, it's over..." After a while. Full of sorrow, Song Lin found a jar of wine in the kitchen and sat alone in the courtyard. He drank cup after cup, sipped his sip, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind. worry. Drinking wine makes me sad, and my heart becomes even more sad! Not long after. His face reeked of alcohol and he seemed a little tipsy. Da da~~ There seemed to be footsteps coming from the distance. Song Lin looked up subconsciously. He happened to meet Song Xiangyu's eyes as she walked out from the corner. "..." The two looked at the wine in their hands and suddenly fell into an unspeakable silence. Two people with a lot on their minds unexpectedly came to this remote garden backyard in tacit understanding, intending to get drunk to forget their worries. At this time, Song Xiangyu had changed back into the simple and elegant outfit of Tan Tai Xuanyin, wearing a moon-colored robe, looking cool and cold. "What a coincidence." Song Lin smiled. "skillful." Song Xiangyu was a little cold. "Let's have a drink together?" Song Lin's mind was in turmoil, and he spoke cautiously. "Thanks, no need." Song Xiangyu's pretty face was tense. She looked straight across the courtyard and walked straight to the small hill behind the Shi family's ancient house. The moonlight was frosty white, covering the entire mountaintop. She sat on a branch, swaying her feet slightly, and suddenly raised her head to the wine jar, drinking in big gulps. Gudu~Gudu~ In the blink of an eye, half a jar of wine was drunk, and the woman choked and coughed repeatedly. When she wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth, her eyes were already red. "Asshole! Why did you give her a gift..."

Pah~~ The wine jar smashed to the ground, and strands of wine seeped into the soil among the fragments. On the treetops. Song Xiangyu hugged her legs with her hands, buried her head in her knees, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly. "why why why?" "Why did you give her something?" "I just accidentally took your Hebo Seal, and you beat me up in the street... Am I really worthless in your heart?" "So that annoys you?" The vague voice was full of grievances, which made people unbearable to hear. The night is dark. The bright moon quietly disappeared into the clouds, as if it did not dare to face such a scene. "Ah~~" The autumn wind seemed to turn into a sigh and drift into the deep night sky. This night. For some people, it's really, really long. The next day. The ninth day of October. After a night of partying, Shui Qianrou, Yan Ze and others returned to the Shi family's ancient house in a drunken state, arm in arm. As soon as you enter the courtyard. A few people saw Hou Yuanxi holding a cane with his back to everyone. "He's back." Hou Yuanxi's voice was unusually gentle. "Senior Sister, hahaha~~ It's a pity that you didn't go to the City Lord's Mansion last night! Let me tell you..." Ding Zhen was drunk and spoke happily. But he didn't notice that the people around him were quietly retreating step by step. Shui Qianrou, who was the first to become alert, had already retreated to the gate. "Shui Qianrou." Hou Yuanxi's voice became harsh. "exist!" Shui Qianrou froze and hung her head dejectedly. "What did I warn you yesterday?"

Hou Yuanxi's gentle voice suddenly turned cold. "Drink less and come back early." Shui Qianrou shrugged her shoulders and said tremblingly. "As a senior sister, you have no self-control and indulge in pleasure. Kneel down and stretch out your hands!" Hou Yuanxi turned around suddenly, and the coldness between his brows seemed to be condensing into frost. Shui Qianrou shuddered all over. Feeling that the senior sister was particularly angry today, I had no choice but to kneel down and stretch out my hands. "To the east." Hou Yuanxi held a rattan stick in his hand, with a stern demeanor. "Yes." Shui Qianrou curled her lips secretly, knelt down in the direction of Donglinxianya, and said in her mouth: "Disciple Shui Qianrou, I have never disciplined my teachers and disciples. Instead, I led them to indulge in pleasure, living a life of drunkenness and dreams, and I am willing to accept the punishment." "Today, I will enforce the law on behalf of Jianya Xuanfeng!" Hou Yuanxi swung the rattan in his hand. Pa~~ Shui Qianrou trembled all over and fell to the ground, curling up in pain. She didn't even use her internal energy to resist, and took the beating with her body. "Senior sister!" Yan Ze, Tan Shuang, Ding Zhen, Gao Pei, and Qiu Yu all exclaimed. "You kneel down first." Hou Yuanxi turned his head suddenly with a cold look. "Yes." The five people were terrified and looked at Shui Qianrou worriedly. "Come on, continue." Shui Qianrou gritted her teeth, stood up, and continued to kneel facing the east. Pa~pa~pa~ Nine whips in a row, each one drawing blood. Shui Qianrou was beaten so hard that her skin was torn and her clothes were stained with blood, but she gritted her teeth and endured the pain without even crying out. Yan Ze and the other four were already dumbfounded. Everyone had a dazed look on their faces and knelt on the ground, not daring to move. "Do you know you're wrong?" Hou Yuanxi said coldly. "I know I was wrong."

Shui Qianrou lowered her head, looking unusually well-behaved. "What's wrong?" Hou Yuanxi raised his voice. "I shouldn't have stayed out overnight, I shouldn't have indulged in pleasure at this critical moment, I shouldn't have led my fellow apprentice brothers astray..." Shui Qianrou's voice trembled, and her body shook as she kneeled on the ground. "It's your turn." Hou Yuanxi nodded slightly, and then looked at the other five people. "No!" Yan Ze and others wailed together. "Kneel down!" Hou Yuanxi's cold tone seemed to freeze the air into ice. Snap~~Snap~~Snap~~ The sound of whips hitting flesh echoed throughout the master's ancient house. After a while. The six people who did not return home last night were lying on the ground, covered in blood, and no one could stand up. "Is something wrong with you?" Hou Yuanxi suddenly looked towards the backyard. Song Lin and Song Xiangyu, who had already been alarmed, shook their heads and quietly took a step back. "Come here if you're okay, and help them back to their room." After Hou Yuanxi finished speaking, he left with the rattan stick in his hand. "Yes." Song Lin trotted out, helped Shui Qianrou up from the ground, and asked with concern: "Senior Sister Shui, are you okay?" "No, no, don't touch there!" Shui Qianrou, who was very tough just now, let out a scream and beads of sweat appeared on her face. "Okay, be careful, I'll help you back to your room." Song Lin withdrew his hand hastily. "Ah - it hurts, it's me!" Shui Qianrou sat down on the ground weakly, subconsciously hugged her hips with both hands, and screamed again. Song Lin: “…” Song Xiangyu: "..."

"Don't touch me yet. Let me relax for a while, just for a while." Shui Qianrou slowly lay on the ground, the muscles on her face twitching constantly, and she gasped for breath. "Sister Shui!" Yan Ze and the other five gathered around him, looking guilty. "Sister, I'm sorry." "We are the ones who got you into trouble." "If we hadn't been so playful, you wouldn't have been punished by the senior sister. It's all our fault!" Compared to Shui Qianrou. The injuries of the five people were much lighter, at least they could still stand with the support of each other. "Hehe~~Just for you to know." Shui Qianrou kept humming, and then gradually became silent, and she actually fell to the ground and fainted. "Sister Shui!" Everyone was in a panic. After a while. Song Lin and Song Xiangyu divided the work and finally arranged the six people in two rooms. "How is Sister Shui?" He knocked on the door and tried to stick his head in anxiously. "go out." Song Xiangyu had a cold face, pointed a finger at Song Lin's forehead and pushed him out of the door. "what are you doing?" Song Lin looked puzzled. "I just took off Uncle Shui's clothes, do you want to see?" Song Xiangyu's face was cold. "Of course... I don't want to." Song Lin laughed awkwardly. "I don't know what kind of magical power the senior sister used with her nine whips, but it directly dispersed all of Master Shui's magic power. Although her body is not seriously injured, she will need at least some time to recover." Song Xiangyu's face was tense, and a hint of timidity flashed in her eyes. This was the first time she knew that her master was so strict. As a mortal immortal, Shui Qianrou did not dare to act rashly in front of Hou Yuanxi. It seems.

She seemed really good to herself in the past. Just thinking about it. Song Xiangyu suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. Look up. Song Lin was staring blankly at the top of his head, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen something incredible. "What are you looking at?" Song Xiangyu became alert. He protected his delicate head almost instinctively, and then felt the shape of a jade hairpin in his palm. (End of this chapter)