Traitor

Chapter 152
Seeing Wang Shaojun appearing in front of her for the first time, Xue Lan's tears suddenly turned into anger, and that kind of hysterical emotion broke out in an instant.She was injured, and her right hand was disabled, but her left hand was fine.This slap followed by a kick.

Facing Xue Lan, Wang Shaojun naturally would not fight back.He knew she was in a bad mood, and he heard everything she should have heard in the conversations between her and Mu Baili, including the imperial decree.

Wang Shaojun was beaten and lay on the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose.He just curled up and let her tear him apart, until Xue Lan was exhausted, and then walked towards his room in a daze.

He understood that she resented him.

Silently getting up from the ground, Wang Shaojun wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips, leaning on the wall and watching Xue Lan's leaving back.That cold and aloof woman, who was sleeping in the flowers and sleeping in the willows, was so desolate at this moment.

Her right hand was crippled by Zhao Wuyou.

Now the person she likes also likes Zhao Wuyou.

It seemed that all her beauty was taken away by Zhao Wuyou. The three words Zhao Wuyou were like Xuelan's nemesis. The moment she appeared, Xuelan had no choice but to throw away her helmet and armor.

Wang Shaojun closed his eyes, and slowly stroked the cold mask on his face.He had nothing left, only Xue Lan was left.It can be seen that Xue Lan likes Mu Baili, but Wang Shaojun doesn't mind.After all, Mu Baili is an inhumane eunuch, in the end he is just like himself, a useless person!

What he cares about is Xue Lan!
Xue Lan would never smile at him again, although she had never smiled at all.But he also didn't want her to cry, and he didn't want her to cry.

In the sleeves, fists clenched.

Wang Shaojun frowned, and said those three words coldly, "Zhao Wuyou!"

Zhao Wuyou sneezed suddenly, and wrapped his shawl tightly in the carriage.In this summer weather, how can there be such a cold wind, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yunzheng yelled worriedly inside, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Wuyou coughed lightly twice.

There is nothing on the surface, but there is something on the heart.It was heavy, and I always felt that there was something pressing on my heart, and that weight should be exactly the weight of Mu Baili!Besides him, who else would dare to press on her?

She tried her best not to think about anything about Mu Baili, and soon, Mu Baili would get married, and there would be no relationship between them.Even if he wanted to find a woman to play with, he should change to Xue Lan.

Xue Lan will be an irreplaceable existence, the wife of Lord Chitose Ming Mei is marrying!

Shaking his head, Zhao Wuyou tried his best to keep his head clear.

When he returned to Tingfeng Tower, Jian Yan was already waiting under the pear tree.Seeing Zhao Wuyou's return, the corners of his lips immediately raised, his brows stretched out, as clean as the breeze and the moon.He smiled at her, like the warm sun in March, warming his heart.

Zhao Wuyou looked at him with a smile, yes, Jian Yan was supposed to be such a man.

When she walked towards him, he also walked towards her slowly, clutching his chest.

"Why don't you take a good rest?" She helped him sit down on the stone bench.

Jian Yan took a breath carefully, and smiled at her, "I heard that there are people coming from the palace, and you followed me out, so I don't worry about coming here to find out what happened. Doctor Wen doesn't allow me to get out of bed, but it's okay. Can't beat me."

Zhao Wuyou glanced at Wen Gu who was standing far away, probably because he was afraid that she would not give him a good face, so Wen Gu didn't dare to approach him now.With a helpless sigh, Zhao Wuyou said, "You shouldn't be so self-willed. There are people from the palace, left and right are just trivial matters, and have nothing to do with you. What concerns me is your injury, that's all."

"In the palace—" Jian Yan paused, "But what happened?"

"Whether you have anything to do or not has nothing to do with your white clothes." Zhao Wuyou said, "Go back quickly! If the wound is opened and you lie down for another ten and a half months, my Shangshufu will not be able to support you. Lord Shangshu."

Jian Yan couldn't help laughing, gasping for breath, and immediately leaned on the table and yelled, "It hurts!"

"Where does it hurt?" Zhao Wuyou panicked, "Wen Gu!"

Wen Gu immediately ran over, looked at the slightly pale Jian Yan in a panic, "Did it affect the wound?"

"It's nothing." Jian Yan's forehead was covered with thin sweat, "It's just a little pain!"

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "It's just a weak scholar, why pretend to be like a Jianghu person, any flesh and blood injuries are not worth mentioning. I don't know about your body and bones, but you are better than me! Wen Gu, take him Go back and rest!"

"Worriless!" Jian Yan grabbed Zhao Wuyou's hand, "I want to go home."

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back, do you really think that my Shangshu Mansion can't afford to support you?" Zhao Wuyou looked at him meaningfully, "How many people does this Shangshu Mansion support? There are dog slaves and good slaves. Enemies also have friends. Calculated, this is also a merit for me."

Jian Yan stared at her inexplicably, as if she didn't quite understand what she meant, and seemed to have a half-knowledge.

"Go back and rest, Jian Yan, I don't want anything to happen to you." Zhao Wuyou spoke softly, "You should understand my thoughts."

Jian Yan held her hand tightly, "I heard that the emperor bestowed a marriage, Dongchang is overjoyed?"

Zhao Wuyou's eyelashes suddenly raised, and the next moment, she quickly withdrew her hand, "You must not participate in the affairs of the court."

"Then Mu Baili won't pester you anymore?" Jian Yan looked at her.

"He has never pestered me." Zhao Wuyou stepped up and walked towards the building.

Jian Yan tried his best to support himself, and stood there with a gloomy expression, "Worriless."

She stopped, and for a moment, she felt like a deserter, a desperate deserter.Even when Jian Yan mentioned Dongchang, she couldn't bear it anymore and ran away.But the more this is the case, the more guilty it is?

She, Zhao Wuyou, would not feel guilty even if she killed someone. Since when did she become so cowardly?
"Dongchang is a strong enemy of the Zhao family. I don't need to remind you of this fact? Now that my father has not come back, I have to pretend to be a snake with Mu Baili and guard the power and power of the Zhao family. When my father comes back, everything will be fine." Return to the original state. It is his business that he wants to get married, and it has nothing to do with anyone." Zhao Wuyou clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Jian Yan looked at her body, slightly stiffened, and felt a slight chill in her heart.

"He's a eunuch, you won't be tempted, will you?" Jian Yan asked.

Even Wen Gu on the side was stunned for a while, glanced at Jian Yan, and then turned his gaze to Zhao Wuyou's back.

It seemed that everyone was waiting for Zhao Wuyou's answer, but Zhao Wuyou only felt that everyone was forcing her, and an inexplicable resentment suddenly rushed to her forehead, and she suddenly turned around and stared at Jian Yan fiercely.

"Speak clearly, what is tempting?" Zhao Wuyou gritted his teeth, "I said, we are enemies. In this life and in the next life, it will be impossible. He is a eunuch, and I am a man. We, we—"

She who was usually the most eloquent, suddenly ran out of words.

She also doesn't know how to describe the current relationship, what kind of relationship does a generation of eunuchs have with the treacherous officials who everyone scolded in the Daye Dynasty?Win-win cooperation is not like win-win cooperation. They fight each other and linger on the bed. What kind of relationship is this?

In the end, Zhao Wuyou left angrily.

Leaving Jian Yan standing in the wind, Wen Gu rubbed his brows helplessly, and patted Jian Yan's shoulder, "You are talking too much."

"She has never lost control like this before." Jian Yan stood there in a daze, not recovering for a long time.

Wen Gu sighed softly, "That's because you never really understood her, go back and rest, don't annoy her for now."

Jian Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but felt that what Wen Gu said was reasonable, so he reluctantly left Tingfeng Tower.When he was leaving, he looked back at Tingfenglou again, and said to himself unconsciously, "I made her angry, I wonder if she will see me again?"

Zhao Wuyou was indeed angry, and when he got to the study, he pushed all the pens, ink, papers and inkstones and books on the desk to the ground.Even Yunzheng was stunned when she saw that kind of exasperation.

The young master's self-control ability seems to have collapsed in an instant?

But after finishing all this, Zhao Wuyou felt weak in his hands and feet, and immediately fell down on the chair.Looking at the empty table, Zhao Wuyou smiled coldly, "Yunzheng, am I crazy? Just like a street shrew, crazy?"

Yunzheng went to pick up things on the ground in silence, without answering.

Zhao Wuyouquan's eyes turned red, "He is going to get married, and the wedding will be at the end of the month. My father should be back by then, and maybe I can just accompany my father to his wedding. Xue Lan is so beautiful, wearing a big red wedding dress The clothes must look better."

"Young master is also pretty." Yunzheng pursed her lips and put the book on the table.

"It's hard to let go of a burden, and a pair of skins will eventually return to dust." Zhao Wuyou laughed twice, "Forget it, after all, there are times in fate, and there is always time in fate, so don't force it."

Yunzheng lowered her eyebrows, "Young master, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry!"

Zhao Wuyou stood up, walked slowly to the window and stood there, "I don't feel uncomfortable." I just felt very sad, "Yunzheng, there are some things that you really can't get. I'm destined to be locked up in a high cabinet in this life. It's different from those girls. I didn't think much of it before, but then—"

She paused, the wind shaking the windows from side to side.

"Let Suxi hurry up and find the rest of the Buddhist beads. I'll go to Yun'an Temple tomorrow. I want to see my mother before my father comes back." Zhao Wuyou's face was pale.

Xu is in a bad mood, so even his eyes are a little erratic.

Yunzheng looked at Zhao Wuyou worriedly, "My servant will arrange it immediately."

Zhao Wuyou nodded, "Take Fusheng!"

After the sound fell, Yunzheng looked up at Zhao Wuyou in amazement, and subconsciously clenched the inkstone in her hand so tightly that her fingertips were stained with ink without even noticing it.She tightened her body and slightly lowered her eyes, "Slaves, servants understand."

"Don't let Jian Yan know about this matter." Zhao Wuyou added.The wind made her throat dry, and she began to cough continuously, and the hand holding the window lattice couldn't stop shaking.She tried her best to take a deep breath, but it seemed that all she inhaled was cold air.

Yunzheng was stunned, "Young master? The servant girl will go get the medicine right away!"

Unfortunately, there are only the last few pills left in the medicine bottle, which means——

Suddenly, Zhao Wuyou felt a fishy sweet gushing out from his throat, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.His thin body swayed, and he fell to the ground in an instant, unconscious.

"Master!" Yunzheng shouted.

(End of this chapter)