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Mu Xinya felt uncomfortable in her heart, lowered her head, twisted the corners of her clothes with a gloomy face, and her voice floated like a gossamer, "I'm sorry, I disturbed you." ”

Fang Yunting was obviously stunned, frowned, and said, "Are you bothering me, what are you bothering me?"

"Disturbed you and Liu Ru, no, Miss Liu. Mu Xinya bit her lower lip so that tears did not come out of her eyes. She had already lost her heart and didn't want to be embarrassed anymore.

“……”

"I still have something to do, go first, you continue. After saying this with difficulty, Mu Xinya pushed Fang Yunting's hand away, turned around and wanted to leave.

But she really wanted to shoot herself, what do you mean to let them continue, damn it.

Fang Yunting looked down at her stubborn appearance holding back tears, his evil eyes were dyed with a smile, and he grabbed her arm with a hook hand.

"Where can you go?" he said, smiling.

"I ......" Mu Xinya stopped, yes, she did have nowhere to go, but she didn't ask him to take her in.

Snorted: "You don't care where I go." ”

Fang Yunting raised his eyebrows, still holding her arm and not letting go, and said lazily: "What did you see just now?"

What did she see? He still had the face to ask her what she saw?!

Mu Xinya only felt a surge of anger in her chest, and suddenly she was angry, and directly tore his hand away, followed by a strong slap towards his chest, and roared angrily in her mouth:

"What did you say I saw?You are doing something unscrupulous there, and you are embarrassed to ask me what I saw?!Fang Yunting, you bastard, bastard!"

Fang Yunting was obviously taken aback by her big reaction, and froze in place, and slapped her firmly in the chest.

He suddenly gasped and crouched down against his chest, his face pained.

Pretending to be pitiful?!

Mu Xinya felt even more angry, and stepped forward and kicked him a few more times before she felt relieved. Fang Yunting, on the other hand, frowned, and kept squatting there motionless.

"Are you still angry after the fight?"

Seeing that she had finally retracted her hands and feet, Fang Yunting raised his head to look at her, with a light smile on his face, and his tone was also very calm.

Still laughing?

Mu Xinya couldn't help but feel a little incredible, Fang Yunting was stupid by her? No, she didn't hit him on the head.

A closer look showed that his fair face was a little pale, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, and, most importantly, the placket of his moon-white clothes was even stained with bright red blood marks!

It's blood! How can there be blood?

Mu Xinya chuckled in her heart, Fang Yunting was really wrong, she hurriedly squatted down beside him and held his arm.

"Fang Yunting, what's wrong with you, where did you bleed?"

Seeing her anxious appearance, the corners of Fang Yunting's mouth twitched, but a little relief couldn't help but appear in her eyes.

She will finally find out that he is injured, he was so heavy just now, she almost didn't vomit blood, and the injury is even worse!

"I'm fine. As soon as he finished speaking, a restless little hand reached out and rudely ripped open the placket of his shirt. Suddenly, he only felt a cool breeze blowing through his chest.

Fang Yunting's face turned dark, but he immediately raised his hand to cover his ears.

As expected, in the next second, a scream of earth-shattering ghosts and gods sounded in his ears.

"Ahh

Mu Xinya nervously saw that Fang Yunting's exposed chest was a deep and long sword wound, the wound was still very new, and the blood still kept coming out.

She had just been stabbed a few days ago, why was Fang Yunting also injured now?

"I told you, I'm fine. After a moment's pause, Fang Yunting pulled her hand away and was about to stand up, but Mu Xinya hurriedly supported him.

"How dare you say it's okay with such a big opening?" she muttered, frowning.

Fang Yunting heard her words, glanced at her casually and said, "Then you beat me just now? It's like murdering your husband." ”

"How did I know that you were ......" Mu Xinya immediately wanted to refute, but suddenly found that something was wrong.

What did he just say? She murdered her husband?

"Hey, who murdered her husband?" she blushed to the base of her ears, and muttered as she turned her back.

"You!" Fang Yunting hooked the corners of his lips wickedly, the golden sunlight sprinkled on his face, the jet-black hair was softly on his forehead, and his clothes were wide open at the moment, and the whole person looked lazy and evil.

"I don't have it, you, you better go to your Liu Ruxi. ”

Fang Yunting shrugged, tilted his head sideways and asked, "Really?"

After waiting for a long time, Mu Xinya was stunned but didn't say anything, he smiled unabated, and sighed with a little pity.

"Since you've driven me away, I'll just call you right!" he said, flicking his sleeves, pulling his legs and walking towards the thatched hut.

"Hey, Fang Yunting, you come back for me!"

Mu Xinya saw that he was leaving, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she naturally didn't want to push him to Liu Ruxi in her heart.

Fang Yunting laughed when he heard this, retracted his steps, and pulled her in front of him with a smile.

"Stupid!" he knocked on her head without mercy.

"Ah, it hurts!" Mu Xinya rubbed her head in pain.

"Fang Cai, Ruxi is medicating my wounds, we have nothing, don't think about it anymore. ”

Fang Yunting's soft voice sounded above her head, causing her hand to pause as she was rubbing her head.

Is he explaining this to her? but—

"Won't you find a doctor for medicine?" Could it be that Liu Ruxi will still be able to see a doctor?

"Because it's too late, Ruxi will help me deal with it for the time being. ”

This time he was injured, because he was too careless. Two days ago, Liu Ruxi just came over to remind him to be careful of the people of the Zhu family, but he didn't expect to be plotted by them yesterday. As long as the people of the Zhu family are still alive in this world, they will always be a threat to him.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Mu Xinya leaned up, and her little hand caressed his chest little by little, for fear of hurting him, with obvious caution in her bright eyes.

The white little hands brought him a warm touch, Fang Yunting was slightly stunned, lowered his head, saw her silky black hair, and a little yin flashed in his eyes. I felt that my heart stopped suddenly, and somewhere deep in my heart was soft, as if it was about to melt away.

He stretched out his hand and subconsciously wanted to hug her gently, but in the end he only stayed in mid-air.

Is he wavering? But there are some things that have been chosen from the beginning, can he still be allowed to waver?

Since you have chosen, you should not regret it.

At the wooden window of the thatched house in the distance, Liu Ruxi withdrew the gaze that fell on the two people outside the window, and slowly turned around, her beautiful face covered with a layer of loneliness and sentimentality.

Fang Yunting, what choice should you make next? This game of chess, perhaps, was wrong from the beginning.

Prime Minister Mufu.

In the afternoon, the golden sunlight shimmers on the marble floor from the shadows of the trees, clear and shining.

Ling Mengyun woke up from her deep sleep, she opened her eyes, her eyes were firmly fixed on the roof, and she lost her mind for a long time, as if she was still immersed in the dream just now.

That butterfly flying, unreachable dream......

Coming to her senses, she propped herself up, half-leaning on the rail. In the humble room, Leling sat at the round table, sleeping soundly with her arms on her pillow.

Ling Mengyun wanted to wake her up, but finally gave up. Lifted the thin quilt on his body, slowly got out of bed, walked to the dresser and sat down.

A face was reflected in the bronze mirror, with eyebrows like green feathers and muscles like snow, but it was not the normal whiteness, on the contrary, it was sickly. The once smart and clear phoenix eyes are also full of vicissitudes and are no longer young.

Ling Mengyun raised his hand and stroked back and forth at the corners of his eyes, as if he wanted to smooth out those fine lines.

In her dream, she went back to twenty years ago. At that time, she was still so beautiful, so proud, and unattainable.

Ling Mengyun shook his head self-deprecatingly, but his eyes were still wet. She slowly opened the drawer and took something out of her makeup.

A blue and red butterfly hairpin is lying quietly inside, like a butterfly flying in the wind, adorned with a few plump, round, shiny pearls. Even if it is forgotten in this makeup for decades, it still can't change its luxury.

No butterflies, no dreams, no hatred and no evil.

"Innocent, are you okay?"

Teardrops fell, snapping, wetting the butterfly's outstretched wings. If, if she hadn't married Mu Chengtian in the first place, if she had chosen Mo Wuxie, what would she do today?

Mo Wuxie, speaking of which, in the end, I, Ling Mengyun, am sorry for you.

Le Ling heard some movement, woke up suddenly, and saw Ling Mengyun sitting by the bronze mirror.

"Madame?" she stood up in astonishment, and Madame had gotten out of bed, without waking her up.

Ling Mengyun wiped away the tears on his face, held the butterfly hairpin in his hand, and turned away. Le Ling saw the tears on her face at a glance, but she could only ignore it and didn't dare to ask more.

Madame must be missing Miss again.

"Leling, what's wrong with what I asked you to investigate?" Ling Mengyun asked her when Leling put on a big hat for her.

"Well, Ling'er did find out something. Le Ling nodded, then walked quickly to the door, made sure that there was no one around, and closed the door tightly, and then walked in front of Ling Mengyun again.

"Madam, Ling'er inquired in the market that the stranger in the lady's mouth is the leader of the Fengling Sect. It is said that Fengling Sect is the number one cult in the world, and the people in it have their own unique skills, and their style of doing things is notoriously ruthless and cold-blooded, and many people are afraid of them. Le Ling deliberately lowered her voice.

Originally, Mrs. asked her to inquire about Mo Wuxie, but she was still thinking that there was only one name, which was simply looking for a needle in a haystack. But what she never expected was that this Mo Wuxian was so famous that almost no one in the market knew about him.

"Madam, Ling'er also heard that Mo Wuxie, he is a big devil who does nothing evil. Leling said with some hesitation.

How could Madame know such a person?

"Big Devil, he's become Big Devil, hasn't he?" Ling Mengyun muttered to himself, and the tears that had been stopped poured out frantically again.

The Mo Wuxie who used to be as beautiful as jade finally fell into the devil's path.

"Madame, ma'am, what's wrong with you?"

Le Ling looked at Ling Mengyun in a panic and burst into tears, and hurriedly handed her a handkerchief. Madam, it seems that there is some grudge with the sect leader.

Ling Mengyun didn't take the handkerchief, she grabbed Le Ling's hand excitedly and handed her the butterfly hairpin in her hand.

"Leling, you take this thing, go to find Mo Wuxie, and let him help you find Xinya. "She has extremely important things to entrust to Xinya.