Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 339 Out of danger
Jian Yunling saw his neither yin nor yang appearance, and knew that this person had overturned the jar of jealousy again, she gave him a reproachful look, and said to herself: When is it so long, how can I still care about jealousy!
Yu Wenzheng seemed to understand her heart, raised his brows lightly, and gave her a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile very righteously, which seemed to say: Master is just jealous, who told you to seduce other men casually.

Jian Yunling grinned angrily and amusedly, the curve of her lips seemed to be both crying and smiling, which looked very weird.

seduce?Which of his eyes saw her seduce Yuchen, not to mention, even if she had the heart, would Yuchen be seduced by her if he was infatuated with Junxue?
Knowing that there is absolutely no reason to talk to Yu Wenzheng, who has always been domineering and outrageous, she simply turned her back, stopped looking at him, and only focused on looking into Junxue's room.

From the scorching sun until the sun was slanting to the west, seeing the huge bright red sunset in the sky, there was only one head that could not fall, but the blood from the servants was not less, Jian Yunling was also anxious.

Ordinary people have lost so much blood, I'm afraid they will die long ago, Junxue won't really survive this test...

Turning his head to look at Yuchen, there was an uncontrollable fire in his eyes, full of despair and sadness, without any anger.It seemed that the blood was not from Junxue's body, but flowed from him.

At the beginning of the moon and silver, the night breeze is clear, and a courtyard of crape myrtle looks like a dancing girl in purple gauze, with her slender waist lightly folded, and her steps lingering in the waves, expressing her heartfelt sorrow with unrestrained dance.

The last pot of blood was finally taken away. Ji Zimo turned pale and staggered out. Yuchen went up to him, and asked in a trembling voice that was almost inaudible: "What's the matter?"

Ji Zimo nodded feebly, and the candlelight in the room shone brightly on the big beads of sweat on his forehead.

Yuchen finally let out the breath he held in his heart.But there was no smile on his face, he tilted his head and told the servant to send Ji Zimo back, then he lifted his clothes, and hurried into the house impatiently.

Jian Yunling and Yu Wenzheng looked at each other outside the house, thinking it was better not to go in, firstly, to avoid disturbing Junxue's rest, and secondly, after such a life-and-death struggle, the couple must have a lot to say, why should they go in to make trouble .

It is enough to know that Junxue is still fine.

Thinking of this, Jian Yunling took Yu Wenzheng's wheelchair from the servant, and pushed him to leave. Ji Zimo, who was resting by the door, suddenly stopped them weakly: "My lord, my concubine, please stay."

Jian Yunling turned around in response and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Zimo refused the servant's support, walked up to Yu Wenzheng almost step by step, bowed his body and cupped his hands, and said: "My lord, I have something to say to my lord, please move my lord."

Yu Wenzheng smiled noncommittally, and said, "Mr. is very tired today, let's try another day."

Ji Zimo shook his head, his eyes were full of intractable stubbornness, and he insisted: "No, this matter is very important, we can't delay it for a moment, please move, my lord."

Yu Wenzheng seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say, and smiled unpredictablely, then turned his head and said: "Okay, since Mr. Ji is so anxious, I don't mind listening to it, sir, please come with me."

Looking back to gesture to Jian Yunling, she nodded knowingly, and pushed him towards their yard.

Ji Zimo followed behind, his footsteps were flimsy, and he would fall down at any time, but he still held on for half a step, as if he was afraid that Yu Wenzheng would run away.

(End of this chapter)