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Chapter 194
"You want him to die that much?"

Yu Wenxin's soft chant was full of evil ridicule and ridicule, Wen Xiyun was numb from the toes to the top of the head, and shook his head quickly: "I don't, I definitely don't!"

Yu Wenxin handed over the medicine bottle, "This is a wound medicine, remember not to apply too much, just a little at a time, it will make the second brother less painful, His Royal Highness Yue Wang rewards."

Wen Xiyun took it subconsciously, but kept looking at Yu Wenxin with tears in her eyes, and refused to move away stupidly.

"Second sister-in-law, take care." Yu Wenxin left after saying this, but Wen Xiyun was always looking at him, still fascinated by that figure, and still aching in his heart watching him disappear before his eyes.

Before she got married, she wanted to see Yu Wenxin day and night. Although she could see Yu Wenxin now, what is the truth?
The wall in the middle made her feel that God was unfair, and made her feel that the world was unpredictable. She hated, she especially hated, she hated everyone, and even more hated this Yu Wenjie who wanted to marry her!
Why did he want to marry himself?Why!
If it wasn't for him, I might...or maybe I wouldn't be able to be Yu Wenxin's wife, at least I would be rich enough to be a concubine!

Wen Xiyun held the bottle of wound medicine that Yu Wenxin gave her and cried even more fiercely. She cried until her eyes turned black and almost passed out, and then she was helped into the house by the maids.

Regarding the meeting between Wen Xiyun and Yu Wenxin this time, everyone remained silent, because they had already realized a problem, the second master was injured, the third master was on the rise, and who would dare to marry the princess of His Royal Highness the King of Yue to get started at this time? Talking recklessly?That would be painful to die.

When Wen Xiyun entered the room, she heard Yu Wenjie scolding furiously. The unbearable scolding made her feel annoyed, because the person Yu Wenjie scolded the most was Yu Wenxin.

That is the man in her heart, but in his mouth, he has become a beast that is not as good as a pig or a dog?

Wen Xiyun opened the medicine that Yu Wenxin had just sent, slowly sprinkled it on Yu Wenjie's wound, and gently stroked him with his hands.

It seemed that the pain was not as painful as before, and Yu Wenjie's cursing gradually disappeared. After a while, there was a thunderous snoring sound.

Wen Xiyun's hand still didn't stop, and he only thought in his heart, if he never woke up, how good would it be?

After Sanskrit accompanied Master Wu Nan to finish reciting a scripture in the meditation room, her mind was truly calmed down.

Seeing Sanskrit take a rough breath, as if relieved, Mrs. Wu Nan also showed a smile on her face, "Fanyin, have you enlightened?"

"Master, my disciple is getting married, and I would like to ask you to move out with me. I will ask Zhong Xingyan to set up another meditation room for you. Only with you by my side can my disciple truly let go, otherwise it will always be like hanging on my heart." It's not safe to hold on to a rock." Fanyin coquettishly tugged at Mrs. Wu Nan's sleeve, "OK?"

Looking at the expectation and begging in her eyes, even though my teacher couldn't bear it, she didn't agree to her, "I plan to go to the back of the Fale Temple to continue my rest, if you weren't here, I probably wouldn't be in the Yang family... ..."

"Tuer knows, but I can't do without you." Fanyin burst into tears, "You go with Tuer!"

Mrs. Wu Nan stroked her hair, "Do you know what happened to the Zhong family?"

"It's not completely clear." Sanskrit could only tell the truth, "It will be difficult to marry."

"In such a difficult place, if you let me go as a teacher, wouldn't it be even more difficult?"

Teacher Wu Nan patted her small face, "You are old, you are not the person who can act like a baby in Wei Shi's arms at a young age, Sanskrit, Wei Shi knows that you have always cared about Yang Huailiu's role, but you are the only one who completely cares about Yang Huailiu. You can have a life of your own if you leave your own family and don’t have to be dragged down by bumps and bumps, not to mention, going to Fale Temple to clean up is the wish of being a teacher.”

"Master." Sanskrit choked up and couldn't speak, "I'm scared, I'm very scared!"

"Are you afraid of being abandoned?" Master Wu Nan touched the wetness on her face, and raised her face to look at him.

Fanyin wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it at all, "Yes, I am afraid of being abandoned. You picked me up and raised me since I was a child. Without you, Tuer would have been gone. I have lived to this day, I know I should leave the Yang family, but I am afraid of change, afraid that he will never return, I am afraid of being alone..."

"That's because you have him in your heart." Master Wu Nan smiled lightly, "Little Sanskrit is completely insane."

Fanyin blushed, "I'm not crazy."

Mrs. Wu Nan didn't answer again, "Go back to sleep, and think about everything better, I don't need to remind you again, you have been very sensible since you were young, how come you are getting more and more childish? "

"I just want to sleep in your arms." Fanyin lingered on, took a futon as a pillow, and lay on Mr. Wu Nan's bed, refusing to get off, "I will sleep with you at night, okay?"

Master Wu Nan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only nod his head, covering her with a quilt like a mother, and Sanskrit was also physically and mentally exhausted, so he fell asleep quickly after touching the pillow.

Mrs. Wu Nan returned to the altar, continued to sit cross-legged, bowed and meditated.

This time, what she recited was not scriptures, but praying for the girl. Sanskrit regarded her as a mother, so why didn't she regard Sanskrit as a daughter?
"...Fate is destined to come, and fate is destined to go away. People take it for themselves. Sow the cause, reap the fruit, everything is created by the heart..."

This night, Fanyin slept soundly, and she didn't open her eyes in a daze until the sun rose high and the sky was bright the next day.

Seeing the familiar smell of sandalwood in the meditation room and seeing Master Wu Nan sitting quietly and writing, a knowing smile appeared on her face.

"This girl, why don't you wake up? Your father and mother have already gone to the uncle's house to discuss your marriage, and they will be back soon." Teacher Wu Nan looked at her dotingly, "They are already getting married I'm no longer a person, and I'm still so dependent."

"You also said that you are going to get married, so I'm afraid you won't have such a chance. I'm still not comfortable every day?" Sanskrit stuck out his tongue and smiled giggly.

Wrapped in a big quilt and refused to get up, Caiyun had already arrived at the door. Seeing that Fanyin was still lying on the bed, she couldn't help but shouted: "Miss, you haven't gotten up yet? Mrs. Zhao and Mr. Zhao have already arrived at the door. Come and see yours!"

"what?"

Fanyin suddenly jumped up from the bed, "Why didn't you say hello before you came? What about the clothes? Quickly bring me a set of cleaner clothes..."

"Slow down, don't fall." Mrs. Wu Nan couldn't help but worry when she saw her in a hurry, Caiyun hurried over to help, and replied, "Mrs. Zhao said she was in a hurry, so she came directly without sending a post. Yes, the servant girl said that you were talking in the teacher's room, please wait a moment."

Caiyun secretly took a look at Mrs. Wu Nan, and was relieved to see that Mrs. Wu Nan didn't dislike her for lying about it.

The servants never came to disturb Mrs. Wunan easily, even Yang Zhiyuan seldom came, and Shen Yuniang only came to pay a visit after entering the school. Even though Caiyun followed the Sanskrit, she had no intersection with Mrs. Wunan.

They are still very afraid of this teacher's temper.

"Only Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Jing? Where's Yue'e? Didn't you come with me this time?" Sanskrit was closer to Yue'e to the Zhao family, but she didn't show up for his own marriage?This is unlikely.

"Ms. Zhao said that it was Miss Zhao's who caught the cold last night and dared not come here. She was afraid that she would infect you. If you were about to get married, you would get sick again. I was afraid that Mr. Zhong and Mrs. Uncle would settle accounts with her."

Fanyin couldn't help laughing, "That disaster is quite frightening."

After putting on the clothes, Fanyin hurriedly left the meditation room with Caiyun.

After walking out of the meditation room, her heart has completely stabilized. Taking this step, she will face the future life.

Life is self-employed, and she wants to manage it well. No matter whether he wins or loses in the first battle after his wedding, she has to live out herself and wait for him to come back.

Seeing Sanskrit's appearance, Mrs. Zhao hurried forward regardless of her identity, looked up and down the Sanskrit, and then laughed and said:
"It's just a blink of an eye, and you're going to be a bride? You were too far away yesterday, and you didn't have time to talk to me in detail. I haven't believed it for several days. I just finished your father's wedding. And you are about to get married, the little family has such a thrilling life, the day you disappeared scared us all!"

"I made Mrs. Zhao worry, Huai Liu will accompany you for a crime." Fanyin blessed her body, and Mrs. Zhao hurriedly helped her, "I'm not polite, so I accept this gift from you. When you get married, I will Come and put on some makeup."

"That can't be done, you can't just add makeup, you have to be Mrs. Quanfu and help me spread the quilt. I count on you!" Fanyin smiled and acted coquettishly, but made Mrs. Zhao amused, "Look, look Look, this hasn't entered Zhong's house yet, and he's starting to learn from bandits!"

Fanyin blushed with a smile, and asked Yue'e, "How is the illness? Is it serious?"

"It's not serious, it's just a bit of a headache. Drink the decoction for two days and it will be fine." Mrs. Zhao was also very moved by Sanskrit's worry about Yue'e, "She will definitely arrive on your wedding day!"

"I'll go see her in two days. I miss her if it's cold or not." Fanyin asked Cuiqiao to serve tea to Zhao Jing, and she also saw that Zhao Jing was hesitant to speak, apparently he had something to say to say.

But besides Fang Jingzhi, who else could he talk about?
Sanskrit felt that it was meaningless to listen to it or not, but seeing Zhao Jing's restrained appearance, he was really amused in his heart.

But she just didn't take the initiative to ask, hold on!Suffocate you!

After talking with Mrs. Zhao for a while, Yang Zhiyuan and Shen Yuniang came back from the uncle's residence. Mrs. Zhao should have a detailed talk about their marriage with her. Zhao Jing finally took the time to say a few words with the Sanskrit voice.

"Fang Jingzhi...he is sick."

"Caught cold too?" Sanskrit obviously didn't want to mention this person.

Zhao Jing was ignorant of current affairs for the first time, and continued the topic, "No, he was too sick to get up. On the night you disappeared, he seemed to have had a big fight with his parents and was also beaten."

Fanyin fell silent. The reason why she was kidnapped was because Zhu Jiulai spread false news about Fang Jingzhi.

This matter obviously has something to do with Fang Qingyuan.

"What does he think?" Sanskrit went straight to the point, and Zhao Jing hurriedly said, "He asked you, do you hate her?"

Sanskrit sank for a while and shook his head, "I don't hate it."

"Really?" Zhao Jing was a little unsure.

"Without love, how can there be hatred?" Sanskrit sound seemed to be talking to himself, "On the day of my wedding, please invite him to be there. Watching me get married is my revenge on him."

The corner of Zhao Jing's mouth twitched, "He said the same thing as you. He hoped that you would give him a chance to accept revenge on the day of your wedding."

"What a sinful fate!"

(End of this chapter)