C8

Shu Yingxue looked at Wei Yi, who was flipping through a book, and thought back to the time when she had saved him at the bottom of the lake.

The man had sword-like brows, starry eyes, long eyebrows, and sideburns. Although his face was pale, it was impossible to erase his peerless beauty.

She was truly an elegant young master who was as foreign as jade.

Only after Wei Yi's guards found him did Shu Yingxue learn of his identity.

Wei Yi was nine thousand years old. A eunuch who was known to kill people was actually a handsome and beautiful young man.

Shu Yingxue treated Wei Yi.

He was clearly a genuine man.

When Wei Yi asked if Shu Yingxue was willing to follow him back to Beijing, Shu Yingxue did not hesitate to send him along with her to the Wei Residence. This was a place she was completely unfamiliar with.

But Shu Yingxue enjoyed it. Compared to being at ease in the mountains, she would rather see him every day.

Because Shu Yingxue had saved Wei Yi's life, the people of the Wei clan were extremely courteous towards her. Only Miss Zhi Xiang, who was standing by Wei Yi's side, seemed to be somewhat hostile towards her.

However, she didn't care about any of this.

Wei Yi rarely spoke to Shu Yingxue, and he never took the initiative to look for her.

Most of the time, it was Shu Yingxue who went to look for Wei Yi.

Wei Yi was just like how he was now, sitting quietly by the side as he flipped through the book in his hands.

Even so, Shu Yingxue still felt very happy, this was perhaps the difference between Wei Yi and her.

The sky was filled with stars, and it was now six hours.

Forgetfulness gritted his teeth and dragged his aching legs to his feet, then slowly made his way back to the room.

There was a meal box placed on the table. Only a servant at Wei Yi's side would personally deliver food.

Wu Chuan opened the box. The food was already cold, but it was still plentiful.

A bowl of Red Braised Meat and a plate of vegetables.

Wu Chuan wolfed down the rice, not sparing even a single grain at the bottom of the bowl.

"Burp ~" Wenchuan let out a comfortable burp and collapsed on the bed.

Recalling the past two days, he felt even more exhausted than he had in the past.

However, he would never dare to forget the pain of being gouged in the heart!

After a while, he fell asleep, exhausted. The candlelight flickered on the wall and the room was quiet.

Wei Yi, who was dressing himself, glanced at Wu Chuan, who was limping in with a cup of tea in his hand. He then took a sip and got up to have a meal.

There was nothing wrong with him today, and he heaved a sigh of relief. After returning to his room, he opened the lunchbox and wolfed down the food.

She could not stay in the Wei Mansion forever.

Although she didn't know why she had awoken from the Wei Residence, she didn't dare to forget the hatred that had gouged out her heart.

If he did not avenge this grudge, it would be hard to resolve the hatred in his heart!

In the bamboo forest.

Forgetfulness Creek had observed before. This was the only place in Luo Jingxuan that wasn't monitored by the dark guards, so no one disturbed this place.

He began to run. After a while, his lower abdomen began to ache.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, an hour had passed. Wenchuan continued running while enduring the pain on his knees.

He recalled the thrilling events of the past two days, and then recalled Yue Fuzheng's complacent face.

Also, Gu Zheng's heart was full of evil intentions.

In the darkness, Wei Yi blended in with the bamboo forest like a ghost.

Looking at the little girl who was like a cockroach, he broke out in a cold sweat as he ran.

Wei Yi let out a low laugh as he muttered to himself with the corners of his lips. "It's still as interesting as before."

Wu Chuan waved the wooden stick in his hand, using it as a sword. His moves were sharp and without any tricks, and each of his moves were aimed straight at the vital points of the opponent.

Wei Yi stood behind the fake rock in the bamboo forest and looked sideways.

In just a few short months, her kung fu had improved so quickly.

Each and every move was filled with a biting cold killing intent.

At that time, he didn't know a thing, and he still needed to stand before him in order to put on a show of might. As for why he lost his memories and became the sharp saber under Gu Zheng's hand, there was no way of knowing …

However, things seemed to... It was becoming more and more interesting.

Wei Yi hooked his lips into a smile as amusement swirled within his pitch-black eyes.

Having finished her sword dance, Wangchuan looked around. Recently, she had the feeling that someone was watching her.

Especially when her martial arts had recovered, this feeling was especially intense.

In the distance, Wangchuan saw Xiang standing in the doorway of her room.

Wu Chuan straightened his clothes and walked over. "Sister Zhi Xiang, what business do you have with me?"

Zhixiang looked at the increasingly beautiful girl in front of her. She did not know what she did, but a few beads of sweat dripped down from the tip of her nose. She weighed the water in her large eyes, making them even more adorable.

"I'll send it to you in a thousand years."

Wu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded his head, "I will go now."

Wei Yi was practicing his sword in the courtyard. When he saw Wu Chuan coming over, he raised his cold gaze and the sword in his hand directly flew towards her neck!

In the nick of time, Forgetfulness moved like a swallow, spinning backwards, his sword brushing past his waist as it fell to the ground.