Chapter 131: I want You to be my only wife.

Chapter 131

Feng Ziyuan couldn't believe his eyes as he looked down at the dagger plunged into his heart.

The people present were all shocked and unable to react.

They had never expected Xia Miaomiao to be capable of such a thing. They thought she was a weak and powerless woman, without any threat. Besides crying pitifully, she had no power whatsoever.

Moreover, they had checked her for weapons when they changed her clothes, and she didn't have any on her.

Xia Miaomiao calmly pulled out the dagger, and blood gushed out, splattering on her face. She used to be so afraid, but now she showed no reaction at all.

Feng Ziyuan stared with wide eyes and fell to the ground.

"Young Master!" The two men reacted and immediately rushed to check on Feng Ziyuan, disregarding Hua Wuyou.

"Kill... them..." Feng Ziyuan's blood kept pouring out from his chest, impossible to stop.

"Shoot!" The two men shouted.

Hua Wuyou immediately stood up, embracing Xia Miaomiao's waist and swiftly dodging to the side.

The expected arrows never came.

The two men looked around in confusion, only to see a group of girls from the Palace of No Worries running from all directions.

They felt a sense of danger and immediately abandoned Feng Ziyuan and ran!

Ziyi and Lüluo hurried over, and the people who had been hiding in the shadows shooting arrows had already been dealt with by their people.

"Palace Master! We're sorry, we're late!" Ziyi gasped, clearly having rushed here in a hurry.

Hua Wuyou looked at Xia Miaomiao, wiping away her blood-stained tears with his hand. Seeing her dazed expression, his heart ached.

He tightly held her in his arms, comforting her incessantly. "Miaomiao... Miaomiao... It's okay... It's okay..."

As Xia Miaomiao's hand loosened, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground, and she completely passed out in Hua Wuyou's embrace.

"Miaomiao!"

Hua Wuyou's eyes turned red. He looked at Ziyi and said, "Quick, bring a horse!"

"Yes!"

Lingying immediately brought a horse over. Hua Wuyou held Xia Miaomiao and swiftly mounted the horse, disappearing in a trail of dust.

Lüluo watched Hua Wuyou's departing figure and wondered, "That's the direction towards Chucheng."

"We're closer to Chucheng from here. The Palace Master must be going to find a doctor," Ziyi replied.

Ziyi approached and checked Feng Ziyuan, who was lying on the ground. The dagger had pierced his heart directly. "He won't survive. No need to bother with him."

Lüluo picked up the bloodstained dagger from the ground, astonished. "This is the dagger I gave to Miaomiao. Did Feng Ziyuan kill her?"

Qing Ying stood beside Feng Ziyuan, looking down at him from a higher position. She coldly said, "Feng Ziyuan, you're getting what you deserve today."

Feng Ziyuan seemed to have a final breath left. He raised his hand weakly, "Save... me..."

Qing Ying stomped on the exact spot where his heart was, and said harshly, "Save you? When I was sold to the Drunken Immortal Building and humiliated by their thugs, why didn't you save me? Feng Ziyuan, a man like you deserves a thousand cuts!"

Qing Ying applied force with her foot, and blood from Feng Ziyuan's heart spurted onto her shoes.

His hand fell, and he took his last breath.

...

Hua Wuyou arrived in Chucheng and headed straight for the Moonlit Inn.

He hurriedly entered the inn, holding Xia Miaomiao in his arms, startling the drowsy shopkeeper behind the counter!

"Young master, are you looking for a room?" The shopkeeper approached him.

"Where are the two girls named Sang Li and Xiao Han staying?"

Seeing Hua Wuyou's intimidating expression, the shopkeeper quickly replied, "They are staying in the first and second rooms on the right side of the second floor."

Hua Wuyou immediately carried Xia Miaomiao and went upstairs.

To his surprise, just as he reached the top, Sang Li happened to open the door and come out.

For some reason, she couldn't sleep all night and felt inexplicably worried about Xia Miaomiao.

Everyone's hearts were hanging in suspense.

That one hour felt like a century had passed.

When the time was almost up, Xiao Han immediately removed the silver needle from Xia Miaomiao's forehead and removed the cloth from her eyes.

She examined Xia Miaomiao and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "She's fine."

Everyone immediately crowded around.

"But she still can't open her eyes now. The medicine needs to be applied for two more days for a complete recovery," Xiao Han said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Hua Wuyou changed Xia Miaomiao's white cloth, carefully covering her eyes.

"You guys go back to your rooms and rest. I'll stay by her side," Hua Wuyou said.

"Who needs you to stay by her side? You..." Xiao Han's words were cut off as Sang Li grabbed her arm and shook her head, "Xiao Han, let's go outside."

Xiao Han glanced at Sang Li and finally reluctantly followed her out the door.

As the door closed, Xiao Han still felt uneasy, "Although from his behavior, it seems like he won't harm Miaomiao, but Miaomiao ended up like this, and he can't escape responsibility!"

"Well, didn't you see? He feels guilty too," Sang Li comforted, "As long as Miaomiao is fine, if you scold him now and Miaomiao wakes up, she might be upset..."

Xiao Han paused for a moment and irritably said, "Ah, you people in love are really reckless! It's so annoying!"

Xiao Han huffed and returned to the room.

Sang Li felt somewhat helpless, and Gu Zhi hugged her from behind, "Sister, I can see that Hua Wuyou truly cares about Xia Miaomiao."

Sang Li smiled, "How did you figure that out?"

"I'm a man, so of course I know. His concern for Xia Miaomiao is just like my concern for you."

Sang Li lowered her eyes and remained silent.

...

Inside the room, only Hua Wuyou and Xia Miaomiao were left.

Hua Wuyou sat by the bed, tightly holding Xia Miaomiao's hand.

"Miaomiao..."

His eyes were bloodshot, and a tear rolled down his cheek.

Since childhood, he had been abandoned and treated as a monster by others, even reduced to begging on the streets, and yet he had never shed a tear.

The more unfair the world was to him, the more he resisted.

He told himself that crying was the most pathetic behavior!

He could fight back, retaliate, but he couldn't cry uselessly.

But now... he was captured by the heart of this girl who cried so easily.

Perhaps his heart had already been captured long ago, but only now did he truly realize it.

She washed his hands and cooked soup for him. She kneeled and kowtowed for him. She even killed for him.

How could he not love such a woman?

Hua Wuyou held her hand and caressed his own cheek.

He looked at her affectionately and whispered, "Miaomiao, do you know? I was just a beggar that no one wanted when I was a child. I even fought with dogs for scraps of bread."

"These blue eyes of mine made people discriminate against me wherever I went. Everyone treated me like a monster."

"Until I met my master, who was Feng Ziyuan's grandfather. He not only didn't despise me, but he also gave me bread and meat. He took me as his disciple, teaching me martial arts and music. That's when my life underwent a tremendous transformation."

"I once vowed that I would never marry because... I didn't want my child to have the same eyes as mine. I feared they would face discrimination too. With someone like me, the world only needs one..."

Hua Wuyou gently pried open her fingers and intertwined their hands.

"But... now I want to marry you, to make you my only wife..."

To hold hands and grow old together.

In this lifetime, he didn't want to let go anymore.