On the wedding night, Wang Ye has a mind-reading post-operative acting skills

Chapter 368 370:

He didn't wear a mask today, his face was dreamlike in the quiet night, with exquisite facial features, slightly pointed chin, fair and almost transparent skin color, there was an unreal feeling, like a snow and ice sculpture.

Perhaps it was because his eyes were closed, his body lost a bit of cold and dead murderous aura, and became a bit more gentle.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the cave, Ye Wushang's long eyelashes moved slightly, but he did not open his eyes.

After a while, a slender and tall woman appeared in the cave, holding a pile of branches and firewood in one hand, and a bag of herbs and wild fruits in the other.

After entering the cave, she took a look at Ye Wushang, quickly put down the dry firewood, took out a fire pocket from her bosom, and skillfully lit a fire.

Then he took out the wild fruit and handed it to Ye Wushang, and said softly: "Wushang, I picked this in the forest, you can eat some."

However, Ye Wushang was like a lifeless ice sculpture, sitting there motionless, as if he didn't hear her words, he didn't even open his eyes.

Qiyexue seemed to have been used to his personality for a long time, and didn't care about it. Instead, she put the wild fruit aside and took out the medicinal herbs, and opened the water bag to soak a handkerchief.

"Wushang, let me help you treat the wound on your body first."

Saying that, Qi Yexue leaned over and raised her hand to lift his shirt.

Ye Wushang opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed her wrist, and looked at her with those eyes that were as pure as glass but empty without any warmth.

Rao Qiyexue, who was used to licking blood with the tip of a knife, was stared at by him and felt a chill in her heart involuntarily.

She lowered her eyes slightly to look at her hand, frowned slightly, "Wushang, you hurt me, I just want to help you deal with the wound."

Ye Wushang looked at her for a while, then let go of his hand coldly, and threw two words coldly:
"No need."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again and leaned against the stone wall behind him to fall asleep, exuding a kind of indifference that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

Qiyexue glanced at her wrist with a red bruise, and a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, "Wushang, if your injury is not treated in time, it may worsen."

"I picked some herbs just now, so let me take a look for you, okay? At least, I need to clean the wound to stop the bleeding."

Ye Wushang didn't open his eyes to look at her, but said coldly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Qiyexue couldn't help but sighed softly, "You've always been like this, keeping yourself out of everyone's concerns and not letting anyone into your world. But..."

"If you don't take good care of your body, how are you going to complete the task the lord gave you? You have also seen that Lin Wanyue is surrounded by countless masters. It is not easy to kill her?"

"Seeing that the deadline set by the lord is about to come, how are you going to kill her with this new wound and old wound? If you don't succeed..."

Thinking of those vicious, perverted and inhuman punishments, Qi Yexue couldn't help but clenched her fists tightly, and then slowly released them until her knuckles turned white.

"Wushang, you must heal your wounds, and then we will find a way to kill them with one blow."

"If you don't want me to help you, I'll put the herbs and water here, and you can handle it yourself. I'll wait for you outside."

After Qiyexue finished speaking, she stared at him for a while, seeing that he didn't intend to speak, she could only sigh and put the things down, and then walked out of the cave.

……

A garden in the suburbs of Beijing, a loft in the water.

In the secret room, Nangong Mo was suffering from the onset of the Nine Nether Curse.

(End of this chapter)