Dayong Nu sentenced to death

When he walked out of Beiyuan, those sharp and hateful voices kept echoing in his ears, and each word was inserted into his mind like a sharp knife, evoking some familiar and unfamiliar images.

Bloody dagger, begging helplessly.

The cold light split his chest, and boundless pain flooded in. Along with the blood flowing, the coldness swept over him, as if it was going to freeze him to death.

And in the blurred water, the man was holding the knife, staring at him blankly, his eyes were full of hatred, and suddenly he threw the knife away as if awakened from a start, desperately wiping the blood on his hand...

"Can't live, can't live."

"Don't blame me, you should die...you must die, and you will be free after you die..."

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The pain in the head exploded, the dusty memories flooded in like a flood, the sounds of gnashing teeth were heard in all directions, and the pain in the chest had already healed.

It was dissected over and over again.

It seemed that there was a huge force breaking free from the shackles and rampaging in his body. He only felt a sweetness in his throat, and blood spewed out, and he didn't know how to support himself back to Zhimoyuan.

When he vaguely saw Zhu Yan rushing towards him, he had only one thought.

Don't tell Beiyuan.

The lengthy memory flashed before his eyes like a horse watching flowers. In fact, it only took two or three breaths to pass. Yan Yun met the two people's probing gazes and said calmly: "I remember a little bit."

"Ah Yun, do you remember?"

Cui Yi asked tentatively.

Su Rao's eyes tightened slightly, and she pinched her fingertips subconsciously.

Yan Yun remained silent, his pale expression became lighter, and his lips were pursed without blood.

The candle flame automatically exploded without wind.

The three of them were awakened.

Cui Yi was stunned, he seemed to have remembered, that's fine, he didn't owe anyone in the first place, they owed him.

Su Rao looked at the two brothers and knew that they had something to say, so she got up and said, "I'll see if the medicine is ready."

She went out of the house but didn't go to the back kitchen. Instead, she went to the swing and sat down, looking at the small flowers on the top, lost in thought.

Inside the house, the room was dead silent.

"Are you going to keep silent like this?"

Yan Yun opened his mouth slowly, Cui Yi trembled all over, raised his eyelids, and said bitterly, "Ah Yun, am I right..."

"This has nothing to do with you."

Yan Yun blocked the remaining word, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his weak face, his mother wished she could kill him and then hurry up, who would have expected that.

"No, blame me."

Cui Yi said quickly: "If I hadn't concealed the fact that she pushed you into the water, maybe she wouldn't have had the chance to kill you."

From the moment he knew the truth, he has been blaming himself for it.

Yan Yun stared at him, and suddenly showed a faint smile, as if relieved from despair: "So it's like this..."

"what?"

Hearing his exclamation suddenly, Cui Yi asked subconsciously, his eyes still full of surprise.

"You have been brooding about this matter for many years, and you have been entangled in your heart."

The eldest son of the Cui family was born to stand at the pinnacle of power.

Since he was a child, he was smart, eager to learn, sensitive and understanding, but he gave up the wealth at his fingertips and chose medicine, and even traveled thousands of miles to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors to learn from his teacher.

After graduation, he became Yan Yun's exclusive doctor.

Work hard and never complain.

In front of him, the dissolute and unrestrained son of the family always showed an indescribable sense of shame in his closeness.

The source is here.

"You all know..."

Cui Yi was stunned, he thought he was covering it up very well, Yan Yun smiled lightly and said, "Brother, I'm not as slow as you think."

Cui Yi smiled wryly.

"I don't know how to go on with your reaction."

"Needless to say."

Yan Yun gave him a stable look, and said in a gentle voice, "It's the same sentence, the grievances in this house have nothing to do with you, you never owed me, but I owe you my life."

If he hadn't caught him, Yan Heqing would have drowned in the green lake in the cold winter of that year.

He also contracted a cold because of this, and was detained for more than half a month.

He forgot these things, but he remembered them clearly.

Under such a gentle and firm gaze, Cui Yi's crux that had accumulated in Cui Yi's heart for several years was quietly solved. He smiled, feeling uncomfortably oppressed by the heavy atmosphere in front of him, and joked: "If I knew you thought so, I should have Speak clearly and ask for some benefits."

"The jade brave on the shelf in your study is not bad, it suits my temperament very well..."

"Good things are for you."

Yan Yun said indifferently: "Before you said that the Pixiu was not exquisite enough."

"Have it?"

Cui Yi shook his head: "I don't remember, you kid, don't be reluctant to deceive me on purpose..."

"Bamboo banquet can testify."

"Come on, Zhu Yan is a dog's leg, what do you say he doesn't agree with? Get rid of him sooner or later."

After the two had a conversation, Yan Yun fell silent.

This tossing was very exhausting, coupled with those old things, he was exhausted, and he tried his best to hold on. After letting go of that breath, he felt drowsy.

"You rest."

Cui Yi helped him to lie down, and only then did Yan Yun ask Beiyuan if he had been there.

Sooner or later he will know.

Cui Yi recounted the scene at that time in a few or two sentences, and then carefully observed his expression. Yan Yun's reaction was very indifferent, and he made a soft 'um' sound and closed his eyes.

No one could tell what he was thinking.

Cui Yi closed the door and came out. Seeing the figure on the swing, he walked over and said in a low voice, "He's asleep, so go and rest quickly."

"Are you sure he's okay?"

Su Rao yawned.

Cui Yi said: "The pulse condition is stable, there is nothing serious about the body, other things... When he gets better, there must be a break."

Then they won't be able to help.

Su Rao nodded, stood up and stretched, "Then I'll go back first, there are still some things to deal with in the yamen."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"Can't sleep."

Su Rao smiled at him, turned around and walked out of Zhimo Academy, just two steps away, she turned her head and called out: "Eighteen."

"Subordinates are here."

One person came out in response and bowed to her.

Su Rao asked, "Where are my things?"

"Things... oh, my subordinate left it in the side hall, I'll go get it now."

Shiba quickly brought three sugar paintings, Su Rao only took two, left the rabbit to him, and told him: "Take it after he wakes up and drinks the medicine, and tell him, I'll wait until later." Come and see him."

"Yes."

Su Rao rode her horse back to Banyue Xiaozhu from the palace, but it was strange that she didn't see Xiao Nan in the yard.

Zhao Afu rushed over upon hearing the news, and hurriedly said: "Young master has gone to the palace to study with you."

"Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

"I was going to say it last night, but Miss Naihe wasn't here."

Su Rao was speechless for a while, and then asked, "Xiao Nan is willing to go?"

After the incident with Li Taki and the others, Xiao Nan was full of resistance to the matter of accompanying him in the palace, so he never mentioned it.

Zhao Afu bowed and said, "Young Master himself proposed it, otherwise how could a slave be the master."

Xiaonan's idea?