Wish You Never Have Worries

Seeing her dodge, Wei Yi laughed softly and said, "He really does have some skill." Her pair of charming eyes were intriguing, as if it wanted to see through her.

Wenchuan lowered his head and thought deeply, he could not help but feel a chill down his spine. Knowing that the situation was not looking good, he instantly kneeled on the ground, "Long live, please forgive me and let me in."

"Oh?" Wei Yi rolled his eyes in amusement.

He admitted his wrongs rather quickly.

Interesting, but at least it added a bit to his bland days.

Her timid appearance was that of a servant bowing and groveling to him.

However, he wasn't planning to kill her.

Wei Yi's mood fluctuated, making it difficult for people to fathom him.

Right now, Wu Chuan was frowning as his thoughts turned into a mess.

Ben was in the Wei Residence, his sabre resting on his neck. He didn't pay it any heed, and his head fell to the ground. She was cautious and cautious in all matters, but she had never thought that she would lose due to habit.

After so many years of being a blade, it was incredibly sharp, and dodging blade lights and sword shadows had long become a habit. The skill he was so proud of had turned into his own.

"Get up." Wei Yi's voice was light and magnetic, like a wandering soul, as it rippled into Wu Chuan's ears.

Wu Chuan's body froze.

"Do you want me to invite you?" Wei Yi's dark and quiet eyes that were like a pool of stagnant water glanced over lightly as he said in an extremely imposing manner, "Hurry up and follow me."

Wu Chuan didn't know what he was thinking this time. He only knew that Wei Yi would kill without batting an eye, but he never thought that it would be so different from the rumors he had heard today.

When he saw that Wei Yi had already walked a distance away, the sunlight shone onto his wide, grayish-black sleeve, causing the flowers on it to reflect a few mottled spots.

Listening to the sound of Wangchuan's soft footsteps, Wei Yi knew that she had caught up to him. A hint of happiness suffused his lazy eyes, and his thin lips parted slightly. "Your little feet are quite nimble."

"Yes, this humble servant dares not disobey." Wu Chuan completely retracted the sharp light in his eyes and completely bowed down to his knees.

It was just a few steps away when Wei Yi stopped in his tracks. Wangchuan also stopped at the same time, and he couldn't help but catch his breath.

This... It was the same room where Wei Yi had been assassinated that day.

It was here that she had broken his secret. It was also here that her eyes had been gouged out. She clearly remembered this.

"Let's go in."

These two words, which seemed to be floating in the air, entered Wu Chuan's ears.

Wangchuan's gaze moved in panic, not daring to meet Wei Yi's lazy gaze. He took two steps forward and probed. When he saw that Wei Yi wasn't moved in the slightest, he gritted his teeth and pushed open the door.

With a 'squeak' sound, it was followed by a gust of cold wind. There was no time for Wangchuan to dodge, but there was some warmth coming from his waist, and he fell into a thin embrace. A light sandalwood scent wafted into his nose, and when he opened his eyes, he was somewhat confused.

She … In Wei Yi's arms.

Wei Yi held an arrow in one hand and Wangchuan's waist in the other. The viciousness in his eyes was clear, and he was no longer lazy.

He threw the bow and arrow, and his thoughts were pulled back by a shout.

He turned his body slightly to the side and swept his wide sleeves across her arm. Lying on the chair, he raised his head to look at Wu Chuan. "It was here that you assassinated me that day. Do you still remember?"

Wu Chuan knelt down abruptly. "I remember." Seeing that Wei Yi probably would not kill her and instead raise her head, she gained a bit more courage and no longer bowed and kowtowed like before. "Then why didn't he kill me and instead save me for a thousand years?"

Wei Yi suddenly laughed softly. It was clearly clear and pleasant to the ears, but it was not the case when it entered Wangchuan's ears.

"You want revenge." Wei Yi withdrew his smile as he picked up a utensil by the side and played with it in his hand before saying, "On the other hand, I, Wei Yi, can help you take revenge."

Wu Chuan did not understand his words, he raised his head and looked at him, "Then what do you need me to do?"

Everything comes at a price, Forgetfulness knows it.

"In the future, you don't have to call yourself lowly servant. When I hear you, I will be upset, and there will be things I need you for." Once he finished speaking, Wei Yi got up, walked past Forgotten River, and whispered in her ear, "From today onwards, you are one of my people. Do not forget about your status, you must not forget about it."

A moment of doubt flashed through his mind, then he lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Relying on her own strength, she probably wouldn't be able to harm even the slightest bit of Gu Zheng and Yue Fu. Furthermore, with Wei Yi's help, she wasn't sure if she would be able to take revenge, but she didn't have a choice.

"..."

At night, the moon was bright and the stars sparse. The Forgotten River Scripture was on the stone path, and he was bored out of his mind.

It had been a long time since she had been so leisurely. After following Gu Zheng, she licked her blood on her saber blade day after day, never stopping. The only moment of tranquility was at night.

When she was young, she fell in love with Wei Yi at first sight, so she couldn't forget him. Later on, Wei Yi officially married and carried the palanquin in his hands, her every move and gesture was filled with the grace of a noble family. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life.

In the past, on the evening of his arrival, the Lin Residence had let in all of his makeup. Forgotten had thought that she wouldn't like him, but he hadn't thought that she would gently ask for his name.

From then on, when he had nothing to do, he would visit her.

It was hard to tell if she was missing herself or not.

This Wei Mansion was famous for being in the Asura Hell. It was truly a leisurely and carefree place, which was something that Wangchuan had never thought of.

After his confrontation with Wei Yi in the afternoon, he seemed to have lost all traces of his existence. He had nothing else to do, and the moment he walked in, he saw large patches of water stains on his bedding.

Wangchuan's eyes flashed with anger, but he quickly suppressed it.

When he walked out, he saw Mo Yun's panicked expression as he quickly walked out.

Obviously, she had been set up.

This kind of thing was very common, as unarmed girls, they could only do this. Wenchuan didn't want to care, so he picked up the wet blanket and left it outside to dry, then went to sleep as usual without covering himself with the blanket.