Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 46 The road no one walks, she walks
Tiger poison doesn't eat children, so why did the Zhen Guo Guild give Yan Wanqing an unsolvable poison...

A trace of pain flashed in Yan Wanqing's eyes, and soon she laughed at herself: "Probably my father thinks that I am rebellious by nature, and if I don't discipline me, I will make a big mistake."

She did give a lot of people this illusion.

Yan Lingzhen couldn't bear to see her elder sister so depressed, she wrinkled her little nose, and stretched out her hands to hug Yan Wanqing: "Sister, don't be afraid, Xiao Liu will definitely cure elder sister."

Yan Wanqing hugged her back, her thoughts sinking slightly.

When she was young, she became a useless person overnight. Even at that time, she never resented her father in her heart, because she knew that every family must have someone to make sacrifices. This is what her father and elder brother did. As a The eldest daughter of the Yan family should do the same.

Now that she has violated the group training of the Yan family, she has also violated the loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness that her father taught her since she was a child. If her father and brother who are far away in Yanmen pass know, how will they feel in their hearts...

Would she be disappointed that she ruined the century-old family of the Yan family and accused her of polluting the blood of the Yan family? Yan Wanqing didn't dare to think about it. Stop hating yourself for being helpless.

If it's a road no one has walked, let her walk it.

The road is long and obstructed, and the muddy and dangerous shoals, she can take them all with a smile.

So what about the infamy, it is naturally worthwhile to use her filth to save the lives of the entire Yan family!
"Xiao Liu, can you promise sister one thing?"

Yan Wanqing touched Yan Lingzhen's small head, feeling the softness and reassurance of the hair bun in her palm.

Yan Lingzhen couldn't see Yan Wanqing's expression, only Yiyi's fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and she replied with a dull voice: "Ten thousand things about sister are fine."

After she finished speaking, she heard Yan Wanqing's voice ringing in her ears.

"...If, sister means, if, when the day really comes, Sixth Sister, don't blame yourself—"

"Sister!" Yan Lingzhen didn't wait for Yan Wanqing to finish, and pushed her away, Yan Wanqing noticed that Xiao Liu's eyes were red, and she looked at her tearfully, full of grievances.

I saw her yelling at herself: "Don't talk nonsense! No one can take sister away! No one can! If sister talks nonsense again, I will ignore you from now on!" After she finished speaking, she turned around and said He ran out and knocked Cong Huan, who was packing up his clothes and bringing him over, to the ground.

Cong Huan was in pain from being hit, and wanted to scold something, but he was concerned about Yan Wanqing, so he had to gasp, get up and pat the dust on his clothes.

"Miss Six, what's wrong?" Cong Huan couldn't help asking, looking at Yan Xiaoliu's back.

Yan Wanqing lowered her eyes on the chessboard and said nothing.

Cong Huan only thought she was sad, and comforted her: "Miss Six is ​​just a child at heart, she will be fine in two days."

Yan Wanqing held the chess basket in both hands, his joints turned white.

"Is the child's heart... Maybe she was really hurt by me."

The last few words were on her lips, so light that only she could hear them.

The first month is always cloudy and cloudy. After a few days of good sunshine, heavy snow closed the city again.

I only saw goose feathers and heavy snow falling in the sky, covering the red walls and black tiles of Kyoto overnight, and even the bustling back streets on weekdays, there were only a few wine shops open sporadically , The high-hanging "Wine House" banner was covered in a layer of wind and snow, and it couldn't even flutter in the wind.

Occasionally, a snowstormer walked through the street, leaving a string of light gray shadows in the white sky, which was soon covered and buried by the new heavy snow, as if walking from the future.

Every family gathers around the stove and chats with their parents, making tea and roasting sweet potatoes, living a warm and lively life, which is delicious.

Everything is enjoying the silence at this moment, but at this moment, a black horse suddenly appeared at the gate of the city, and a snowman was lying on top of the black horse. On the ground, the man on horseback fell to the ground, and the wind and snow on his body was shaken to the side, revealing a black and red frostbitten face...

One person and one horse fell to the ground, and were quickly covered by the snow blowing from the north wind, leaving only two small snowdrifts at the gate of the city, one tall and one short, which did not attract the attention of the gatekeepers who drank and ate meat.

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The colder the weather, the more unbearable Yan Wanqing's body became.

She hadn't stayed in the bed for several days. She was lying wrapped in blankets all day, feeling like a waste, but she still couldn't make any movement, even if she only coughed lightly, the group of people would be terrified.

So even Yan Wanqing had a hard time enduring the cough, the fire in the house was very hot, her face was flushed from the heat, and her throat was still itchy so much that her tears were tearing up.

Unable to bear it any longer, she yelled for Congge to pour water, choked on the water, and coughed hard to feel comfortable.

After coughing and drinking some hot water, Yan Wanqing felt much more comfortable. In the past few days, she was drowsy and drowsy. It should be that the poison of Qianji has become serious again.

She rubbed her brows wearily, lay down again with Congge's support, and her mind began to become chaotic again.

In the past few days, she has been exhausted by the poison of thousands of machines, and she spends more time sleeping than awake, and has almost no energy to take care of other things.

Wait until Congge turns off the lights and closes the door.

Yan Wanqing in the dark night opened her eyes again. She supported her body with her hands and slowly leaned on the bed, her voice became much calmer.

"Hong Wu, has anything happened in the past few days?"

Two figures suddenly appeared in the darkness, kneeling on the ground on one knee.

"The wealthy businessmen that the master asked us to contact have basically belonged to the Leopard, and a small part belonged to other forces. It is still under investigation. It is very likely that they are the forces of the No. 18 hell."

"Eighteen layers of hell?" Yan Wanqing chewed on these few words: "The forces in the capital have intervened in the south of the Yangtze River?"

She had also heard of this force in her previous life, but she hid it too deeply and had little relationship with her, so she didn't study it in depth.

"I heard that the master of the eighteenth floor of hell is a young man who likes to wear a black-faced fang mask. He has been shrouded in a black robe all year round. No one knows his true face... because everyone who knows is said to be dead." Added with a frown.

Yan Wanqing frowned slightly after hearing this: "It seems that he is an extremely difficult person to get along with. We haven't fully grown up, so we should not confront them head-on."

"promise."

"No." Hong Wu and Wu Ji said in unison.

"How is Mr. Chai doing? Has his sister been redeemed?" Yan Wanqing continued to ask.

This is something she has been thinking about during the past few days of groggy.

Chai You is an important pawn on her road to revenge.

"According to the master's sachet, Mr. Chai's younger sister has been saved, but when she went there, she was beaten by a guest and her life was dying. The master's illness has disappeared in the past few days." Hong Wu said.

Yan Wanqing frowned: "What?! Didn't she say that she was not allowed to receive any guests during this time? What's going on?"

Hong Wu had a troubled expression: "It's Mr. Sun's family..."

Yan Wanqing's eyes were slightly cold: "Sun Wenxing?"

(End of this chapter)