She was quiet and didn't make any resistance.【26nbsp;】

The West Garden fell completely silent, as quiet as death.

If it hadn't been for that extra breath, Yun'er would have thought that her young lady was dead.

When the young lady came back that day, she was pitiful, with disheveled hair, red face, and red and swollen lips. Anyone who saw her would understand that she had been brutally ravaged.

At this moment, the arrogant and willful airs of the past are no longer visible on her body, she is like a walking corpse, there is no difference between living and dead.

The prince who killed a thousand swords really went too far this time, and people and gods were outraged. However, Yun'er didn't know how to arouse the young lady's courage to live again.

"Miss, Yun'er, please, you've been lying in bed for three days, go out for a walk!" Yun'er tried her best to persuade her.

The young lady has been lying in bed for three days, sometimes asleep and sometimes awake. She is really afraid that the young lady will not be able to think about it for a while.

But the other people remained indifferent, as if they were dead.

The wounds on the body can heal slowly, but the wounds on the heart may never heal again.

When the locust flowers fell, the lotus flowers bloomed. In the lake, the lotus leaves were crowded together, and there were pink lotus flowers in twos and threes dotted among them. What was even more surprising was that she found a lotus flower in bud on one of the branches.

"Miss, the lotus is blooming, the lotus is blooming, come with me to see it." Yun'er pretended to be happy.

□□ people are still unmoved.

"Miss, it's Bingtilian. I heard that anyone who sees Bingtilian will have good luck and be favored by gods. Come and see it."

Those people just stared at the ceiling and said nothing.

"Miss, the air outside is good. Go out for a walk. You will get bored if you do this."

As Yun'er thought, the other people were still indifferent.

Yun'er was cruel, gritted her teeth, stamped her feet, suddenly jumped up, slapped her hard without any explanation, and said sternly: "Miss, are you still my lady? You are still the same lively, arrogant, and unbeatable person.

Fu Yaxuan?"

She shook her head gently, she was not, she was nothing.

"Get up. Look how useless you are right now. A man knocked you down. Are you worth it?"

Yun'er grabbed a fruit knife on the table, waved it in front of Fu Yaxuan and said, "If you don't want to live, just use this knife to solve the problem. I will never stop you, and I will bear the consequences. You are just a loser."

, you are not worthy to be a member of the Fu family."

She is even less worthy of being a modern person! It turns out that her will is just so weak and she really shouldn’t be alive.

Yun'er put the tip of the knife against her chest: "You just stab it here gently, and it's all over, and you are free. Will your parents and brothers be sad? You can't see it, what?"

I won’t care about it anymore, because dead people have no consciousness..."

"That's enough, Yun'er, I don't want to be a loser, I don't want it!" She yelled, but she was as weak as a scream.

"Miss..." Yun'er was a little frightened.

"Help me take a walk outside."

"Yes." Yun'er was surprised and happy, and quickly put on her coat and helped her out of the house.

The breeze blows by, refreshing the heart with a hint of coolness, carrying a faint fragrance of lotus, and projecting Jingyi 2c to the impetuous mind, making the field of vision so peaceful.

Eyes full of lotus flowers, nose full of fragrance, quiet and elegant, you can forget many unpleasant things.
Chapter completed!