Wei Yi hugged her small body tightly in his embrace and patted her lightly. He sighed before speaking in a low voice, "Don't cry anymore, hmm? If you cry, I'll be in chaos here. "
Wei Yi pointed at his own chest. How could Nai Wenchuan hear this and cry even harder?
Sure enough, it would only be in the presence of the person he loved that was so delicate. Wei Yi had never imagined that the person crying into tears in front of him would be the girl that tried to assassinate him …
Forgetfulness clutched at the front of his shirt, tears streaming down his face.
"Mo Yun will be fine, luckily Su He saved him in time." Wei Yi couldn't help but ask.
"This matter started because of me. If it wasn't for me, she definitely wouldn't have done this." Wangchuan's tears streamed down her delicate little face as she looked at Wei Yi with extreme pity.
Wei Yi's brows twitched as he pinched her chin and turned her head to face him. "Stop crying. If you're crying, then you're ugly. You're ugly."
Wu Chuan pursed his lips, crying so hard that his words stopped and stopped, "Mo Yun is still lying there, you can't even cry!?"
Wangchuan vividly depicted the divine logic of a woman, causing Wei Yi to nearly bleed profusely out of his mind.
When she cried, Wei Yi truly didn't know what to do, so he simply shut his mouth.
The window was open and cold air kept blowing in through the cracks in the window. Wei Yi hugged her, but was unable to close the window. He turned his body to help her block the cold air.
When he finally stopped crying and started sobbing, he pushed Wei Yi aside and directly went to pull out the sword hanging by his desk.
She could not bear to see the people around her injured, especially a weak girl like Mo Yun who was injured to such an extent!
When he thought about how ugly that old mother was, he felt that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to tear her into pieces!
"Since you dare to injure my man to such an extent, I will definitely not let you off!" Wu Chuan was so angry that his eyes turned red. He turned around and suddenly saw Su He's ice-cold face.
When was he here?
"This lowly subordinate agrees. Madam, whatever you wish to do, use it to the best of your abilities!"
Although Su He's face was cold, there was actually a trace of anger in his eyes …
Wu Chuan was a smart guy, he could understand everything. Could it be that the two of them were in love with each other?
In the evening, Wangchuan wanted to go see Mo Yun, but Wei Yi pulled him back to his room. "This Regional Commander has arranged for Su He to be on his side. You don't have to worry." With that, he covered her with the blanket, "You also saw Mo Yun's injuries, go again tomorrow. Don't wander around today, let her heal properly. You've been tired for the whole day."
Wangchuan leaned into his embrace, and as he listened to his steady heartbeat, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around his waist. His tone was still tinged with lingering fear, "Fortunately, Mo Yun saved my life."
Wei Yi took off one of her hands and played around with it. He looked at Wu Chuan and promised, "I will never let this happen again!"
Wu Chuan nodded, leaned against his chest, and gradually fell asleep.
"..."
The next day.
At night, the stars shone brightly in the pitch-black sky.
Li Da didn't want Wenchuan to come knocking again, so the door was tightly locked. Thus, he didn't dare to come out of the house.
He was cooking in his room when the door was suddenly kicked open. He was so frightened that the spoon in his hand fell into the pot, emitting a sharp screeching sound. Li Da wanted to open his mouth and curse, but that person was hidden by the light. When the man approached him with the sword in his hand, he saw the man clearly and stuttered, "You …" What are you doing here? "
Su He's face was frighteningly black. He held the sword loosely in his hand, but it was exceptionally stable.
Li Da's eyes widened. He was so scared that he wished he could piss his pants.
"Take your life." Su He's voice was very cold, as if it carried the chill of winter.
Li Da could not help but tremble and fear filled his heart. "Pa!" He knelt on the ground and cried out, "Please, don't kill me! It has nothing to do with me. It's all her idea. She seduced me first!" He shrunk into a pile, snot and saliva flowing from his nose as he poured everything out on a tray in order to maximize his chances of survival.
Sure enough, after hearing the word "Aroma", Su He stopped and stood not too far away from him.
"Awareness of fragrance?" Su He was stunned for a moment before he asked in disbelief, "What exactly is going on?"
"It's all because of that girl, Zhi Xiang, and me. It has nothing to do with me at all. Lord Su, believe me!" Li Da swallowed his saliva. Just as he was about to stand up, he was once again scared out of his wits by Su He's sword.
"I will speak, I will speak!" Li Da's legs trembled like sieve chaff.
"It's all because of her. She took the opportunity to seduce me and bribe us. She originally wanted me to destroy Madam's innocence. In the end, Miss Mo Yun was always by her side, making it hard for me to do anything." Li Da cried, wanting to get rid of his crime and leave him with his life, "That lowly servant Zhi Xiang, let me finish off Miss Mo Yun. I don't know where to find people to destroy Madam's innocence, it has nothing to do with me!" I am innocent! "
Su He held onto the sword and did not know how to react. His voice became even colder, "Then why is Mo Yun in the brothel?!"
Li Da was on the verge of tears as well. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have involved himself in this matter.
Li Da still answered honestly, "Miss Mo Yun can't let me go. When I asked what Miss Mo Yun was going to do, she suggested that we send Miss Mo Yun to the brothel. This wasn't my idea. It has nothing to do with this little one! "
Li Da pushed everything to the front of his mind.
Then, he raised his head to look at Su He's expression.
"There's no need to explain. There's no chance." Su He's voice was extremely cold. As his voice faded, his hand raised and the blade fell, not leaving a single sound behind.
"..."
The Wei Residence was brightly lit. The candlelight shone onto Wei Yi's face, making it hard to see his expression.
The face of Wei Yi, who was sitting in the seat of honor, was filled with dark clouds as he listened to Su He's narration. His clenched fist fiercely smashed onto the table, causing a loud sound to echo out.
"Zhi Xiang took advantage of the reward you usually take out and pawned it. He used money to buy off those people." Now that Su He had calmed down and was thinking about Mo Yun's dying look, the anger in his heart could not be stopped.
The initial shock on Wei Yi's face was no longer there, but instead, a terrifying gloominess.
After a cup of tea entered his stomach, scorching hot clear tea flowed down his throat, washing away his stomach.
He did not dare believe that someone would do such a thing right under his nose! This person actually knew how to smell!
The teacup in his hand instantly shattered into pieces, and blood started to seep out from the originally unhealed wound.
Su He could not help but step forward. However, after thinking about it, he still decided to step back. His expression was unnatural as well.