Holy Island.

At night, Duanmu Hiro was walking alone, unconsciously walking to the edge of the forbidden area, looking in, his eyes slightly dimmed.

"Master, I ordered the young master to come over." The voice coming from behind made Duanmu Yan's expression condense, calm down, and turn away.

When he met Duanmu Yin, he was focusing on painting.

Duanmu Yan was standing aside, without saying anything, and I wonder what Duanmu Yin was looking for him.

A quarter of an hour later, Duanmu Yin stopped writing and picked up the painting and showed it to Duanmu Yan, "How?"

I saw the young girl in the painting standing on the top of a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist. The girl's skirt was flying, facing the east, and the young man faced the girl with a side face. The world was vast, as if only these two people were left.

Although the person in the painting has a vague face, Duanmu Yan knew that Duanmu Yin painted himself and Ning Zhen in his memory.

"The artistic conception is lofty." Duanmu Hikaru commented.

Duanmu Yin put down the painting and signaled Duanmu Yan to sit down, "How come you have become pure and greedy recently?"

This question made Duanmu Yan feel a little shocked, and he felt that Duanmu Yin had discovered something.

Duanmu Yan knew that Duanmu Yin didn't care about his romantic and lustfulness, as long as he was obedient and married Qi Miao.

This is Duanmu Yin's long-cherished wish, and it is the result of his transfer of the regret of failing to get along with Ning Zhen to Duanmu Yan and Ning Zhen's niece.

Therefore, Duanmu Yan did not dare to let Duanmu Yin know that he had fallen in love with Song Qingyu and lost interest in women, because Duanmu Yin always hoped that Duanmu Yan would fall in love with Qi Miao.

Duanmu Yan didn't know how to answer for a moment, and Duanmu Yin asked again, "If Qi Miao returns, I hope you get married to her for my father. What do you think?"

Duanmu Hiro lowered his eyes and said respectfully: "It's up to my father to make the decision."

"It doesn't matter if you can't be with what you love in your heart?" Duanmu Yin's expression was faint.

Duanmu Yan's heart sank, he stood up and knelt down, "Father, I was obsessed with it for a while." Obviously, Duanmu Yin already knew what was going on.

"I'm really just obsessed with it? I've figured it out and let it go?" Duanmu Yin's eyes were deep, "I know you have always been obedient. Now I'll give you a chance to tell the truth. No matter what you say or want, I won't blame you."

Duanmu Yan lowered his head, his eyes changing. I wonder what Duanmu Yin meant?

But since Duanmu Yin was known, Duanmu Yan would hide it, but it would just make Duanmu Yin even more unhappy.

Therefore, Duanmu Yan pondered for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Father, my son is indeed moved by Song Qingyu, and his mood has never been affected by him before."

"Is it just because of his beauty?" Duanmu Yin asked.

Duanmu Hiroshi shook his head slightly, "I was amazed by his beauty when I first met, but my later temptation was not just about beauty. I could not describe my mood at that time. In fact, at that moment, I didn't know it. Later, when his figure lingered in my mind, I realized how special he was to me. But I had to talk about what I liked him, I could say that it was beautiful, clean, clear, calm, smart, and rational, but there were still some feelings that could not be described."

Heart-wrenching often happens in a moment, and there is no reason. Duanmu Yan knows very well that he is attracted to Song Qingyu, not just because of his beautiful appearance.

"Do you want to be with him?" Duanmu Yin asked.

Duanmu Hikaru nodded and said a word, "I want to."

"Don't care about the world's vision?" Duanmu Yin asked again.

"The so-called people in the world are outsiders. If they can only cater to ordinary rules, what's the point of living?" Duanmu Hikaru shook his head.

"Will you die for him?" Duanmu Yin asked.

Duanmu Yan was silent for a moment, shook his head slightly, "No. People always have to live for themselves first. If they die, everything will be gone, and there will be no meaning. Living and having is what truly belongs to them."

Duanmu Yin smiled, "Very good."

Duanmu Yan still couldn't figure out what Duanmu Yin wanted. The next moment, Duanmu Yin said: "It was my father who insisted on letting you marry Qi Miao because there was no special person in your heart. I think you are very suitable. You will fall in love with her sooner or later. However, it's not interesting to force it. Since you have someone you like, of course, I hope you can fulfill your wishes."

Duanmu Yan was stunned, "What my father means..."

"Your marriage is ready. Qi Miao escapes and lets Song Qingyu marry you." Duanmu Yin said.

"This..." Duanmu Yan was really confused, "He was afraid he didn't want to..."

"If he doesn't want to, you let go and wait for him to be with others one day?" Duanmu Yin asked back.

Duanmu Hikaru's eyes shrank slightly, "No, I won't allow such a thing to happen!"

"For what your father has not done, I hope you can get what you want. Turn him into yours first, and no one can take it away. As for feelings, you still have a lifetime, are you unable to conquer him?" Duanmu Yin's eyes were deep.

Duanmu Yan curled his lips slightly, "I understand what my father means, thank you for your fulfillment!"

"If you want to find him, I will not make things difficult for him anymore." Duanmu Yin said.

Duanmu Yan came out of Duanmu Yin, feeling happy and walking lightly, and went straight to the forbidden area.

Duanmu Yin came back, Duanmu Yan had never seen Song Qingyu again. Now Duanmu Yin said he wanted to arrange for them to get married. Duanmu Yan was happy and could not wait to see the person who tortured him.

Song Qingyu had just taken a shower and was about to rest when he heard the sound of the window, and turned around and saw Duanmu Yan flying in.

Song Qingyu's face darkened, "Go out!"

Like a waterfall, the ink hair was draped behind the head, and a thin and flowing underwear, and a beautiful face like a beautiful jade, making Song Qingyu look like an immortal.

Duanmu Yan resisted the urge to embrace Song Qingyu in his arms and smiled slightly, "I have something to talk to you."

"I have nothing to talk to you, get out." After Song Qingyu finished speaking, he turned to the edge of the bed, lowered the curtain to isolate Duanmu Yan's vision.

Duanmu Hiro sat quietly by the table, watching the slightly shaking curtain gradually calm down, the smile on the corner of his lips did not fall. What he originally wanted to say suddenly changed his mind and did not plan to say it.

Duanmu Yan sat quietly in Song Qingyu's room all night, and then went to read the books, embroidery and musical recipes that Song Qingyu had read these days. Of course, he also saw the purse that Song Qingyu embroidered for Nangong Heng. He was unhappy, but he did not take it away or destroy it.

Because Duanmu Yan planned to let Duanmu Yin do it, what he wanted to do was to please Song Qingyu and not to make him unhappy. Duanmu Yin also asked Duanmu Yin to say that at that time, he would say that he liked Song Qingyu, but this matter was Duanmu Yin's arrangement, and he had no right to change or refuse. The fact was the same.

Before dawn, Song Qingyu got up and saw Duanmu Yan not leaving. He fell asleep at his desk.

Song Qingyu ignored it and went to prepare breakfast after packing it up.

When Ning Zhen and Song Qingyu had breakfast, Duanmu Yan had already left. Song Qingyu didn't tell Ning Zhen about Duanmu Yan's affairs in his room last night. He thought that Duanmu Yan must have been in a mess for a while and there would be no next time.

But in the evening of that day, Duanmu Yin appeared to inform Ning Zhen of another happy event he had arranged.

Ning Zhen heard Duanmu Yin start, her face suddenly changed, her eyes were full of anger, and she gestured and told Duanmu Yin: It is absolutely impossible!

Duanmu Yin was not angry or annoyed, and said with a smile: "Azhen, you hope Qi Miao will be free and not be forced. You have already done your wish. I have not sent anyone to catch her back. Ayan is your disciple Song Qingyu, who really likes your disciple. He doesn't care about gender and secular vision. I want to fulfill him. In short, next month, the Holy Island will have a wedding, Qi Miao will leave, and Song Qingyu will take over. It's still our two families to get married. Of course, if you nod and marry me, I will no longer care about the children. After all, you know, you are the only one I really care about."

Ning Zhen angrily scolded: Duanmu Yin, you are shameless!

Duanmu Yin's smile faded, "Azhen, if I were so shameless, you were already my woman, maybe we had children too. So many years have I never forced you? But in a blink of an eye, half of my life has passed. I have often thought recently that if we had come back to you, we would get married. Now maybe we have grandchildren, and you may not think about Ye Sheng anymore. Thinking of his children, you will care about me a little."

Ning Zhen's face was cold: I would rather die than be with you!

Duanmu Yin's eyes suddenly became cold and chuckled the next moment, "I know, I understand, I don't care... But my heart is also made of flesh and will hurt. I don't know how long I can endure it. I hope that by then, no matter what, I will not regret it, nor will you."

Duanmu Yin finished speaking, got up and left, and went out to meet Song Qingyu who came to deliver tea to Ning Zhen. He glanced at him lightly and said nothing.

"Master's wife, what's wrong?" Song Qingyu didn't know what happened, but he felt that Ning Zhen's face looked ugly.

Ning Zhen's eyes were red and her eyes were sad, "Is it because I'm dead? All this will end..."

Song Qingyu's face darkened, "Master's wife, ignore that bitch Duanmu Yin! We must live well. The reunion of Master's wife and Master is the best revenge for him!"

When Song Qingyu mentioned Ye Sheng, Ning Zhen cried like rain and said, "It's all my fault. I really don't want to see Duanmu Yin hurt you."

Song Qingyu frowned, "Master's wife, Duanmu Yin is obsessed with becoming a demon, and he just wants to get you. If you settle yourself, he will probably be even more crazy and out of control. Then he might become a goddamn person and pose a greater threat to us. At least, the master's wife is alive and will still suppress him now. As long as he cares about his master's wife, he will be somewhat jealous of his behavior."

Ning Zhen was stunned, and Song Qingyu sighed, "But what's wrong with him coming this time?"

Song Qingyu was worried that Duanmu Yin would not have caught Qi Miao, or threatened Ning Zhen with Nangong Heng and Ye Ling.

Ning Zhen looked at Song Qingyu, sighed deeply, and told him Duanmu Yin’s purpose.

Song Qingyu was stunned, "What? Let me marry Duanmu Yan?"

Ning Zhen nodded, she could see that Duanmu Yin was not joking, but in fact, no one in Tianmu Yin could control what Duanmu Yin wanted to do, although he was not the emperor, but the national teacher.

Song Qingyu wanted to swear, but he endured it in front of Ning Zhen. His ugly face proved that his mentality was a bit broken now...

Song Qingyu is not living with Ning Zhen, but he can’t do anything right now. The most important thing is to protect himself and wait for rescue.

He knew that Duanmu Yan was fond of him, but he didn't expect that there would be any further information about this matter! Duanmu Yin, the damn old pervert, planned to let him marry Duanmu Yan? Song Qingyu suddenly understood why Duanmu Yan felt that Duanmu Yan was in a good mood last night. I'm afraid he already knew it at that time!

Ning Zhen looked uneasy, Song Qingyu told herself to be calm and said seriously, "Master's wife, did Duanmu Yin force you to marry him again, saying that I won't force me?"

Ning Zhen sighed and nodded.

Song Qingyu said coldly: "Master's wife, don't pay attention to him. If you nod, he will succeed!"

"But what do you do?" Ning Zhen asked Song Qingyu with gesture.

Song Qingyu was actually very upset, but he didn't show his face. "Don't worry, Master's wife, I'm a man, what can he do to me? It's no big deal. When Ah Heng and Xiao Ye come, they will chop off their father and son! After we leave here, we will find the master. At that time, you can see me and Ah Miao get married, and I want to have more children. My parents have been waiting for hugging their grandson for several years."

Song Qingyu's words did not comfort Ning Zhen. He was a man, but he was also a child in Ning Zhen's eyes. How could he be willing to see Song Qingyu being forced to be wronged?

But Song Qingyu asked Ning Zhen to swear that she would never bow her head to Duanmu Yin and have hope. Maybe Nangong Heng and Ye Ling would come here soon. Before this, you should not be impulsive.

However, Song Qingyu comforted Ning Zhen, returned to his room, clenched his fists and smashed the table hard, and couldn't help but curse, "Shameless!"

Not long after Duanmu Yan and Qi Miao's wedding invitation was sent out, the marriage was cancelled.

This time, the new wedding invitation was sent from the Holy Island to various places again. The groom in the wedding invitation was still Duanmu Yan, but the bride had changed, and it was no longer Qi Miao, but Qi Yao.

Duanmu Yin insisted on marrying the Qi family, so he changed his surname to Song Qingyu and used his original name. Although this was a person who came out of thin air, Duanmu Yin's strength and power determined that he did not need to explain too much to outsiders, and those who received the wedding invitation dared not question anything.

When Duanmu Yan broke into Song Qingyu's room again, he held a simple and elegant post in his hand.

"I like you, you know, I told my father, but I never thought about getting married." Duanmu Yan said to Song Qingyu.
To be continued...