Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

The door was pushed open abruptly, Duan Yishen's sinister face was shrouded in worry, and he was eagerly looking for her figure.

All the way galloping here, as if he had a premonition of something, his heart was beating chugly all the time.

Mo Ying...

He quickly rushed into the room, the smell of blood filled the room, when he saw Duan Yunyan whose lower body was stained red with blood, Duan Yichen was stunned, "Second Brother..."

He rushed over, "Second brother, what happened? You..."

Duan Yunyan opened his eyes faintly, and smiled weakly at him, "Sixth Brother, don't blame her...promise Second Brother, don't blame her..."

Duan Yichen's face froze, "It's... Mo Ying?"

"I don't hate, and I don't blame..." Duan Yunyan kept repeating this sentence, his eyes gradually became rigid.

"Second brother!" Duan Yichen came to his senses in an instant, turned his head and shouted at Zhang Yu who was guarding outside, "Doctor! Call the doctor!"

******

The tall horse with shiny coat and snow-white body passed by like lightning.

Duan Zifei holds the rein in one hand and wraps around the person in his arms with the other, his expression is extremely pale, but his brows are slightly frowned.It wasn't until he got out of the city that he slowed down, and Aoxue tried to walk as smoothly as possible, so that the people on the horse would not suffer from the bumps.

Xiaoxiao leaned against his arms weakly, her cheeks on both sides were swollen and bloodshot faintly.The sound of gurgling water gradually came from the ear, becoming clearer and clearer, and the closed eyes slowly opened.

"Stop, I want to take a shower." Her voice was so weak that it hurt.

Duan Zifei lowered his gaze, and as soon as he took the reins, Aoxue stopped immediately.

The spring water was bitingly cold, Xiaoxiao soaked her whole body in the water, and wiped every inch of her skin vigorously, wanting to wipe off a layer of skin wherever he touched.There was a mist in the eyes, and it gathered more and more. I don't know if it was water or tears, and it covered the whole face.

Her skin was rubbed red, and she didn't want to stop. What happened in the past two days was constantly zooming in and out before her eyes, and the obscene and disgusting scenes lingered for a long time...

Beside the spring, Aoxue lowered her head, eating the green grass leisurely, occasionally raising her head to look around, seeing her master standing in the distance, and continuing to eat with peace of mind.

Duan Zifei half-closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, or, thinking of nothing.Hearing the sound of "crashing" water, and her desperately suppressed choking sound, his brows were slightly furrowed again. Recently, he seemed to have gotten used to this small movement.

"Master,"

Two people suddenly appeared in front of them, one with a face like a crown of jade holding a folding fan, with a friendly and polite smile on his lips all the time.The other person was tall, with a darker complexion, and a solemn face with piercing eyes.The two saluted Duan Zi non-respectfully.

Looking back, sweeping towards them, "Things."

The handsome Wuhen smiled, and handed over the package in his hand, "The clothes are from the No. [-] embroidery shop in the south of the Yangtze River. I guarantee that the embroidery is exquisite, the material is exquisite, and it is comfortable and soft to wear. It will definitely highlight the lady's noble and generous temperament. Trauma medicine is our Jun Wu Pavilion's "Hong Ling". I don't say it, the owner of the pavilion should also know that Hong Ling has excellent healing and scar removal effects on skin trauma, whether it is a knife wound, a sword wound, or other kinds of wounds. All kinds of scars, big and small, can be cured once and for all by just applying it for three days."

Hearing his chattering introduction, the black-faced man next to him was nameless, his brows twitching faintly.

Duan Zifei took it, turned around and walked towards the spring, "Disappear."

Clean and neat.

"Yes,"

The two of them clasped their fists together, raised their breath and leaped up to the branch next to them, and immediately performed lightness kung fu.

Wuhen stepped on her graceful toes, turning her head to ask Wuming from time to time, "Tell me, what is the relationship between the Pavilion Master and her? I have never seen the Pavilion Master care about anyone, she is the first one."

Wuming's face was tense, pretending that Quan didn't hear, "..."

"Speaking of which, if the pavilion master really moved Fanxin, it would be a good thing. If he is not popular all day long, those of us who are subordinates will be anxious to see it."

"..."

Wuhen suddenly said excitedly, "If the two of them get married again, the pavilion master will be considered complete. After a year or two, there will be a little pavilion master. By then, the Junwu Pavilion will be so lively. "

"..."

"No name, did you hear what I said?"

"..."

"Hey, don't put on such a thunderous face every time I talk, okay? I'll be sad!"

"..."

"Okay, let's talk about something else."

"#&...%￥"

Duan Zifei walked to the spring, put the package aside, looked at Xiaoxiao as if he had a grudge against him, and abused her body severely. Her fair skin was already red and purple, but she still kept washing while crying. Rubbing, rubbing.

Facing her bare jade back, there was no enthusiasm in the pair of eyes, but the thin crack that appeared at the bottom of the eyes was quietly spreading.

"Damn it, I don't want to leave that perverted smell...why can't I wash it off...why can't I wash it off..." She had never disliked herself so much, she just felt that this body was so dirty that it couldn't be more dirty, which made people Nausea.

Suddenly, there was the sound of water behind her, Xiaoxiao was startled, before she could turn her head, she was wrapped in a somewhat thin embrace.

She stood there in a daze, her movements froze, her back pressed against his chest, her tearful eyes opened wide.

Duan Zifei hugged her gently, and slowly stroked her cold skin with his slender hands, without a trace of lust. Feeling her trembling and fear, he lowered his eyes, "You just need to remember the smell now."

Xiaoxiao's whole body kept trembling, and the hands on her body walked quietly inch by inch, like his unique aura of detachment, which was strange and could soothe all her emotions...

She lowered her head, tears rolling down her face.

Suddenly, she turned around, threw herself into Duan Zifei's arms, buried her face in his chest, tightly grasped his skirt with both hands, and cried bitterly, sadly, and couldn't help herself.

The handsome man frowned again, pursed his red lips lightly, paused, and still hugged her cold body.

Xiaoxiao wished she could cry out the pain accumulated in her chest, and grabbed his hand, her knuckles were white and blue.

Why send her to another man?

In his heart, what is she?

Would his heart ache when he knew the humiliation and torture she had suffered?

can you?

Duan Yichen...

I hate you.

*****

In the single courtyard, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly oppressive, making it suffocating.

Duan Yi stood outside the door with his hands folded, his evil and beautiful face was covered by layers of haze and hostility at the moment, his long eyes were staring coldly, bursting out with a cruel and bloodthirsty luster.

There were tired footsteps behind him, his eyes froze, he turned his head, with a gloomy expression, "How?"

The doctor shook his head helplessly, "I'm afraid... I can't keep it."

He turned around slowly, his eyes were dark and dark, with a decisive killing intent...