Qin Wuyan's eyes seemed to be filled with flowing fire, with an anger that could burn everything, the bottom of his eyes was burning, the man's teeth were clenched tightly, his eyes moved down from her frightened expression, and fell on her tight On the fist holding the quilt, blue meridians burst out from the back of the thin white hand due to force...
She was afraid of his approach!
He just tested her mind. She was just recovering from a serious illness and could breathe even if she said a few more words. What could he do to her.
But he didn't expect it, so he tried it anyway, and it made his heart feel as if he had been thrown into the ice and snow, and his whole body felt cold.
Qin Wuyan took back the hand that fell on her shoulder, and smiled extremely warmly: "I just want to hug you, where are you thinking?"
He stared at her for a moment, and when he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu, he let out a big breath of relief.
Zhuang Xiaoyu has never been a person who knows how to cover up, her careful attempts to conceal her inner feelings fall into his eyes and he can see clearly.
But he didn't dare to expose all this in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, completely tearing her mask, he was afraid that what she really knew and believed would cause irreversible consequences.
Seeing her lying down, Qin Wuyan tucked in her quilt and said in a low voice, "Have a good rest, I'm going out first."
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and gave a low "hmm".
The sound of footsteps went away, and when the bedroom door slammed slightly, Zhuang Xiaoyu quickly turned around, saw the empty bedroom, let out a long breath, and felt lucky to survive the disaster.
In her whole life, she no longer had any expectations of this man, and when she sent her father away, she would no longer have any too much entanglement with Qin Wuyan.
Her feelings for him were true in the past, but now that she knows about his betrayal and everything he has done, it is also true that she wants to take back her feelings.
Zhuang Xiaoyu even thought that Qin Wuyan was willing to follow him to the priest's mansion, and he must have approached her because he could better avenge his brother by being close to her.
She was the executioner who indirectly killed her father and brother, led wolves into the house, and paid for everything she had.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the top of the tent, in a daze.
Standing in the courtyard, Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu's tightly closed bedroom door, feeling inexplicable in his heart, even though he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, his mind was still clear and he didn't feel sleepy at all.
Walking out of the courtyard, he was about to go to the study when he ran into Zhuang Qingyun who had just come from the study. Seeing Qin Wuyan's appearance, Zhuang Qingyun frowned: "Is Madam feeling better?"
"It's much better." Qin Wuyan looked sullen.
Zhuang Qingyun wondered: "What's wrong with you?"
He said again: "Are you worrying about adopting the child? Why don't you check out Qing Huan first and see if he is willing to give the child to you to raise."
If Zhuang Qingyun hadn't mentioned it, Qin Wuyan would have almost forgotten about this person, so he walked out: "I'm going to ask him what he means."
Zhuang Qingyun raised his heels: "I'll go with you."
When the two arrived at the Zhuangzi, Qin Wuyan got off his horse, and when he walked into the Zhuangzi, there was the intermittent sound of a zither coming from inside.
Qing Huan was sitting in the courtyard playing the piano, perhaps because she was so happy, she looked up at the bright moon in the sky after playing for a while.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qing Huan turned around, saw the person coming, and immediately stood up and saluted: "Priest priest, Master Qingyun."