Qin Wuyan held Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand: "Life and death is a matter of fate, his health has always been bad, when I was the commander of the Min Mansion, he was always taking medicine every day."
He comforted: "Xiao Yu, don't be too sad, sometimes death may be a relief for a person."
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at Qin Wuyan, "If I had known earlier that I had a pill that could save his life, I would have left him to take that pill.
To me, that pill was supposed to strengthen the body, but to him it was to preserve life. "
Qin Wuyan squinted his eyes, and immediately knew what kind of pill Zhuang Xiaoyu was talking about.
He didn't expect that Min Rui would rise to such an important position in Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart one day.
Qin Wuyan asked vigilantly, "Are you reluctant to part with him?"
His eyes fell on the flag box that Zhuang Xiaoyu put on the chair beside the bed: "He gave you this chess piece?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't deny it, didn't admit it, but changed the subject: "The guard who came with me told you that I will stay overnight?"
Qin Wuyan: "..."
It was already dawn, and Zhuang Xiaoyu was also tired, so she moved to the side: "The outer wing is too cold, you can sleep with me tonight."
Qin Wuyan rubbed his fingers on the quilt: "Wouldn't this be a bad place in a pure place of Buddhism?"
"All evils and adultery are the first, regardless of deeds, no one is perfect in the world." Zhuang Xiaoyu turned sideways and closed his eyes: "If you walk upright and sit upright, you won't care about these things."
Qin Wuyan is a person who has no beliefs and does not believe in heaven and ghosts. Seeing what Zhuang Xiaoyu said, he didn't refuse. He simply took off his coat and lay down on the bed.
He turned sideways and wanted to hug Zhuang Xiaoyu, but Zhuang Xiaoyu gently pushed him away, "Don't do this in a pure place of Buddhism."
Zhuang Xiaoyu rolled to the innermost side, separated by two bowls of water from Qin Wuyan, "You must be tired if you come here so late, don't mess around, go to bed early and get up early, I have to go tomorrow morning Praying in the Daxiong Palace and listening to monks chanting scriptures."
Seeing that she didn't even have the intention to talk to him, Qin Wuyan felt sore and astringent in his heart, thinking of the scene of the two hugging each other in the wing room, a wave of hatred surged in his heart.
His emotions were suppressed in his heart, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help venting out, so he could only close his eyes, found Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers under the quilt, clasped them tightly, and said softly: "Sleep, tomorrow After you finish praying, I will send you back to the priest's mansion."
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned sideways, with his back facing Qin Wuyan, one hand was put on his back, and was caught by Qin Wuyan.
Tears flowed silently from the corners of her eyes, and sadness rushed towards her like a drowning wave, enveloping her whole body, with a feeling of suffocation and pain.
But she didn't dare to show it in front of Qin Wuyan. After all, Min Rui was the one who married her once, and she didn't want to bring up Qin Wuyan's sad past.
After all, when she and Min Rui got married, Ah Yan was fighting with poisonous insects and snakes in the cave of Forbidden Mountain, and narrowly escaped death.
If it weren't for fate, it would be impossible to get to the current situation if anyone was changed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu wished to split herself in two, one half could cry for Min Rui happily, and the other half could comfort Qin Wuyan who had suffered for her...
But she couldn't do such a split, she could only silently grieve her own sorrow in the dark night, not even daring to breathe too presumptuously...