Ye Moyan sneered, and suddenly Ling Xuewei's chin was twisted up, and she looked into his deep and angry eyes, "What are you worried about? Are you afraid that your disguise will be gone? Or that your identity as a fugitive will be exposed?"
He, indeed, knew everything.
"I just..."
Ling Xuewei wanted to explain, but her voice was as hoarse as a withered vine.
"Shut up."
The sudden force on his hand made her bones hurt, and she felt like her jaw would be broken.
"You sneaked into my side with ulterior motives. Is this just for this?"
"No...I'm not..."
She just wants to see him.
I want to be by his side all the time.
Want to know what he does every day.
"Do you think I will still believe you?"
Ye Moyan shook Ling Xuewei away fiercely, with no warmth in his eyes.
He didn't know what he was angry about. He kept this woman by his side because he knew that her identity was suspicious, but when all of this was laid out in front of him, he couldn't calm down.
Is he angry about Ling Xuewei's deception, or is he angry about her approach because he has ulterior motives?
Or, are you annoyed with yourself?
At this time, the carriage stopped.
Guan Zhixing's voice came from outside, "Master, we're here."
Ye Moyan got up and got out of the car without looking at Ling Xuewei over there.
"Master, she seems to have fainted."
Ye Moyan paused in his footsteps and said in a cold voice, "Throw her into the dungeon. If she runs away, I will take you for granted."
"yes."
Guanzhixing asked people to take Ling Xuewei into the dungeon.
From the beginning to the end, Ling Xuewei was in a coma and didn't realize anything.
Fenghuanju.
"Dad, you are back! Have you found the fairy sister?"
When the little guy saw his father coming back, he rushed to greet him and subconsciously looked behind him, but there was no one behind him.
When Ye Moyan heard him calling Sister Fairy, his eyes turned cold, "If I hear you say these words again, I won't even think about going out again in the future."
The little guy didn't react until the person was far away.
Then his eyes turned red.
Guan Zhixing saw this scene when he came in, and secretly shouted, "Little Ancestor, I am tired now, you should go back to the room first."
"What's wrong with Daddy? He's so fierce! Let me ask what's wrong with Fairy Sister? Shouldn't I be worried if Fairy Sister is gone? Daddy is bad! He's so vicious A-Yuan! Wow!!"
The little guy opened his mouth and burst into tears.
Guan Zhixing's head was getting bigger, "Don't cry, young master. Master is just in a bad mood because of some things."
"Is it about the fairy sister?" A Yuan twitched.
"this……"
For a moment Guanzhixing didn’t know what to say.
"Old man, your expression is wrong! Are you hiding something from me? By the way, where is the fairy sister? Why haven't I found her yet? Nothing will happen to her, right?" The little guy was anxious.
"No, she just...has something to do at home, so she will be away for a while."
"Is there something going on at home? Really?" A Yuan expressed doubts. Even if the fairy sister had something going on, she couldn't disappear from the lantern festival without saying a word, right?
"Of course, something urgent happened, so she left in a hurry. She also asked me to give you a message, telling you not to worry. After a while, she will come to see you when she is finished with her family affairs."
"Sister Fairy really said that?"
"How can this be false?"
"Then... okay, I believe you for now."
Guan Zhixing wiped his sweat and finally sent the little ancestor away. He just thought about what happened tonight and frowned slightly.
This woman indeed has evil intentions. Although she had suspected it before, it was not confirmed in the end.
This woman turned out to be the fugitive that the temple had been chasing for several days, a weird space monk. Others didn't know it, but Guan Zhixing knew it. How much the higher-ups paid attention to this person, otherwise they wouldn't have given full authority to this matter.
Master processing.
You are so audacious, openly opposing the temple, and killing many of your temple disciples... Tonight, such a big disaster happened again. It can be said that this woman is more difficult to deal with than he imagined.
It's just that... Guan Zhixing's eyes darkened when he thought of his master tonight.
…
Ling Xuewei woke up again and found herself lying in a dark dungeon. There was no one outside, and it was so cold underneath her that her diaphragm hurt.
She moved and found that her hands and feet were tied up by a golden chain. There was still a halo on the chain, and there was a familiar aura on it.
It belongs to Ye Moyan.
Ling Xuewei tried to contact Bai Ze, but sure enough, there was no news.
It's like being isolated by something.
She sighed and looked at her mess, the blood on her hands and feet, and the cold prison, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
There is no one left in such a situation.
The injuries on her body were now beginning to throb with pain, especially in her hands and feet. That Yousi had done something cruel, and a gloomy look flashed in her eyes as she thought about this.
If she hadn't taken the hemostatic pill in time and Yu Lang had treated her wounds, I'm afraid she would have become half a disabled person.
But now...
The space is isolated and the spiritual ring is gone. It's too miserable to be in this dark place without even a little medicine. But the space should be fine. With Bai Ze here, there will definitely be no trouble.
Tonight, they fell completely into each other's trap.
Ling Xuewei guessed that the real purpose of Lu Qingzhu's arrest was to lure them out.
What a big game.
Ye Moyan just sat firmly behind the scenes, waiting for them to take the bait.
What should she say? He deserves to be her man? Such a careful plan, step by step, no omissions are left out, and only Ye Moyan can do it.
She leaned against the wall, enjoying herself in misery.
Thinking of the way Ye Moyan looked at her on the carriage, Ling Xuewei felt that the wound began to hurt again.
Drowsily, she fainted again.
It was as if she was trapped in deep water, sometimes cold, sometimes hot. Ling Xuewei curled up into a ball, and the boundless darkness slowly overwhelmed her...
…
"Crack!"
A crisp sound came from the study room, and Guan Zhixing's feet stopped.
"You can't do this well, get out!"
A man came out of the study in a state of embarrassment, his expression as if he had just walked through purgatory, and his whole face was pale and pale.
Seeing Guan Zhixing was like seeing a savior, "Master Guan, what's going on, Your Majesty? It's too scary..."
"You go back first."
"As for the follow-up..."
"Leave it to me."
"Very good!"
The man looked like he had been rescued and hurriedly handed him the file in his hand and ran away.
Guan Zhixing looked at the study door and sighed.
Since returning that night, the master's temper has become more and more irritable. His whole body seems to be wrapped in a layer of ice, and the temperature seems to drop to freezing point wherever he goes, and everyone around him suffers.
Guan Zhixing vaguely guessed the reason.
Unexpectedly, that woman's influence on his master was far greater than he imagined.
Guan Zhixing pushed open the door and walked in. The floor was covered with debris. The tall figure of the master stood in front of the window, half-covered in the shadow, his breath as cold as frost.
"What's the matter?"
His voice was deep, but he didn't look back.
"Master... the man in the prison has developed a high fever. His wounds must have worsened," Guan Zhixing said.
