Chapter 317: The Culprit
The night was enveloped again, and Yan Tianyan stared at the roof with a pair of blank eyes. Although she couldn't see anything in the dark, she kept staring. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf you can see her clearly at this time, it's dementia.
In fact, she has been awake for a long time, and her mind can't be clearer anymore. It's just that her mind is full of the delicate face that hasn't left her since she was a child. The film-like replay of the clip of the two growing up together keeps replaying. To be honest, it's been more than half a month, and she still can't accept that her sister is close to leaving, and she doesn't want to face the reality.
When Mu Hanfeng came back from going out to run errands for a long time, he walked in after seeing Princess Jinyu, and the dark room made him feel suffocated and depressed. He stood at the threshold and hesitated for a moment, the room had not been lit for a long time, because Yan Tianyan would keep his eyes closed when he saw the light. In order to make her a little normal reaction, open her eyes to prove that she is still alive, Mu Hanfeng asked Lu Qiao not to light the lamp at night.
But such a dark day has caused a shadow on Mu Hanfeng's psychology.
The green warp who has been serving day and night is obviously getting used to it and has adapted to the night. Knowing that Mu Hanfeng was coming, he glanced at Yan Qianyan again and retreated worriedly. She didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that Mu Hanfeng would tear her apart. Mu Hanfeng's face was too cold, and the kind of information that was dangerous in the proximity made her decide that it was better to sneak away.
Mu Hanfeng didn't care about the green Qiao who slipped out of the door like a mouse, stretched out his hands and let Yuyan who came in with him grope for a change of clothes, Yuyan was a little busy waiting for him to finish his clothes, squatted down to change into homely cloth shoes, and added Ugin to the stove that had almost burned out, and then slowly withdrew.
Mu Hanfeng's eyes were good, and he only got used to it for a while, and he saw Yan Tianyan, still with a pair of dead fish-like eyes, eager to see through the roof. There is a kind of anger in his heart that hatred is not made of steel, this nasty woman is really uncomfortable, to be honest, when he thinks of her like this, he feels uncomfortable in his heart. But he didn't let his anger out. Instead, he watched silently for a while, sighed and sat at the head of the bed, breathing a little heavily.
These days he comes to see whenever he has time, but rarely stays at night. He didn't want to face Yan Qianyan, who had more breath than a living person, and he didn't want to have any reaction to her fragrant body. He thought she was hypocritical. He has been accustomed to death since he was a child, he just remembered that his mother was dead, he was very short of spirit, others pitied him, to more than ten years ago, his grandfather, father, mother, brothers and sisters, clan and family died in front of him, to the present open and secret fighting, dead people are very normal. He felt that Yan Qianyan was a bit exaggerated. Although he now thinks of the little sister-in-law who has no sense of existence, he feels uncomfortable and regretful, but when a person dies, he dies, and the dead cannot be resurrected, and the living should live well to avenge her, so if he is half-dead, he should be martyred. Isn't that exactly what the villain wanted?
But I can't let go of my heart. He still remembered the night Yan Jiaoyan was buried, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw her soul-like soft and seemingly incapable baby. Seeing that he held her in his arms and wanted to comfort and comfort, but her soft body, hot cheeks, and helpless blank appearance made his body more uncontrollable than usual to react, and he wanted to love her well and suck away all her weakness. But he knew that it was despicable to do so, and although he wanted to give her a little strength and warmth, it was always dirty to have that kind of thought, and that day he struggled to soak in cold water for an hour before the evil fire in his body was lowered. So he doesn't get too close to her these days, lest he make her think he's taking advantage of others.
But after so many days, Yan Qianyan's appearance worries him a lot. Sitting at the head of the bed, watching her little face lose weight, her heart seemed to be stuck by something, and her breathing was a little blocked. He reached out and touched her forehead, there was no fever or cold, her body was fine, but she was still sick.
He suddenly felt powerless, in the face of this woman like this, it was neither beating nor scolding. He couldn't say comforting words, but even if he could, it wouldn't do much. These days, grandma, master, and brother take turns to play, and she is still like this.
After thinking about it, he asked coldly without any emotion: "Do you want to go with your sister?" ”
Yan Qianyan still stared straight at the roof, as if he didn't hear. But he replied silently in his heart: I want to go with her? But I can't go, and if I want to die, I have to avenge her first. If I die now, my sister won't die in vain? And my sister is doing this to keep her alive, not only to live to avenge her, but also to do one thing for her, but this thing is a little difficult to do, and I have been entangled for a long time these days.
Yan Tianyan answered Mu Hanfeng's question in his heart, he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he couldn't say it if he didn't want to.
Mu Hanfeng was mad by her silence, confronted her with silence for a while, and reached out to pull her up from the heavy quilt. Shake it violently for a moment, feeling like a cloth bag without flesh and bones. If you shake it any further, it may dissipate. Only then did he stop his movements and stare at her eyes, and said hatefully: "Yan Qianyan, you died a sister who is half dead like this, so I should have died a long time ago." I have two hundred and eight people in Mufu. My grandparents, aunts, uncles, sisters, brothers. Which one is not a close relative, but I survived, and I am alive and well. I want to revive the Mu family, and I want the Mu family to be full of children and grandchildren. If I die, what else is there for the Mu family? If you want to die and be busy, you will be fulfilled for your husband. It also saves the day and night facing half a dead person. ”
Yan Tianyan was already shaken to the ground, feeling that his body had been torn apart, and his soul had run away. His eyes stared blankly at the glow of his eyes in the dark night, when it was a conjuring lamp. It took a long time for the mind to become one.
Thinking back to what he had just said, he said it very lightly, can she compare it to him?
He was an important minister of the imperial court and a prince of the imperial title. His ancestors amassed the wealth of half the country. If something happened in Mufu, it was a contest between imperial power and financial power, and it was for political purposes. How many people died, that was a brutal political struggle. And she is just a small common person, her father and mother have died because of the Mu family, and now her sister is also dead. She knew that it was still the Mu family that affected her. If it weren't for the Mu family, how could she come to Mu Mansion, and how could her sister give up her life.
Thinking of this, her anger burned, and her eyes stared fiercely at Mu Hanfeng. yes, it's this damn scumbag. He is the culprit who destroyed her family, and he is the executioner who kills people. I think that if he hadn't been starved to death back then, if he hadn't been soft-hearted, he wouldn't have gone to Mufu to be a nurse. If my mother doesn't go to Mufu to be a nurse, my father won't go to Mufu, and my father and mother won't go to Mufu, there will be no Li Zhu'er, no Li Zhu'er, no Yan Jiaoyan, no Yan Jiaoyan, no Yan Jiaoyan, and no current things will happen. And if her father and mother don't go to Mufu, how can they both die, and how can she and her sister have anything to do with Mufu. (To be continued.) )