Chapter 4 Brothers? The moon has sunk in the west. Families have long since turned off their lights and gone to sleep. But the bedroom of the owner of Mingyue Mountain Villa is still brightly lit.

The month is not missing, and he is busy with official business. His eyes were already a little bloodshot, and under his eyes, a faint black color also appeared.

As if tired, as if tired, Yue Wuqian put down the things in his hand. He rubbed his forehead lightly with one hand. Close your eyes and rest for a while.

After a short break, I threw myself back into official business. The lights were getting darker, the moon was clear, and the secret letters in their hands were getting closer.

I was also a little irritable in my heart: although Xuan Shuang was in a hurry for quick success, what he said today was not reasonable.

The speed of the Shura Temple's actions has increased considerably. There are many sects in the martial arts that have been poisoned by him. Again, the Demon Sect has been too quiet lately, and I don't know what to do.

Mingyue Villa has been based on martial arts for a long time, although there is no real name, but there are many sects that obey me, but among them, there is a bit of sincerity.

The Nangong family is obedient on the surface, but does Nangong Yu really have no ambition? The power of Mingyue Mountain Villa is getting bigger and bigger, how can the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance not know how this old fox will deal with me?

If these troubles cannot be solved one by one, there will be a catastrophe in Mingyue Villa. While he was pondering, he heard a knock at the door.

Yue Wuqian couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, if it was an enemy, wouldn't it be a worry for his life if he was so distracted just now, but he suppressed the turmoil in his heart, put away the secret letter on the desk, and put it in the secret compartment.

Try to make your voice sound normal: "Come in." Hearing a word of permission, Yue Wushuang pushed the door in, and after entering, he carefully closed the door.

Place the medicine in your hand on the round table in front of you. Yue Wujian stood up, walked to the round table, and glanced at the medicine on the table.

Looking at Yue Wushuang indifferently, the voice and eyes in his mouth were equally cold: "Flawless asked you to send it over?" Knowing that he was disgusted with himself, Yue Wushuang didn't react too much, and replied simply: "Yes." Yue Wujian looked at the medicine, and thought of his sister again, and there was a warm feeling in his heart: Flawless has a heart.

Then he spoke again, but in a much lighter tone: "What did she say?" ”

"The young lady said that the owner of the village seemed to be very busy when he came back today, and she was afraid that the owner of the village would be tired, and she also said that she asked the owner to take medicine while it was hot and rest early." Hearing this, it would be a lie to say that my heart was not moved, and I couldn't help but care: "Flawless? ”

"Miss has personally boiled the medicine for a few hours today, and she has just boiled it up. I wanted to send it to the owner in person, but I couldn't stand it. I had to go back to my room to rest first. "How many hours?

Flawless is too reluctant to force herself, her body is not good, and she is so tired, she should talk about her tomorrow.

Thinking of this, I picked up the medicine bowl and drank it all, as if I couldn't taste the bitterness. After putting down the medicine bowl, Yue Wushuang picked it up, lowered his head and stepped back, and was about to leave, but was stopped by him.

"Frost." As soon as the sound sounded, the footsteps stopped. Yue Wushuang stood there, waiting for orders.

Seeing him like this, Yue Wujian felt more disdainful in his heart. For a long time, what he hated the most was Yue Wushuang's obedient nature.

Although he is loyal, he always feels a little less manly. A man will always have a little temper, but it is also a little rare to be as quiet and gentle as Yue Wushuang.

Perhaps, more like a woman. But it has to be said that his ability is still amazing. Now, I still need him.

Thinking of this, he continued: "You should be very clear about the situation of Bright Moon Mountain Villa now. If you were me, what would you do? "Excuse me?

Test? Yue Wushuang couldn't tell from his tone, but he still had to answer: "Frost's status is low. In this matter, it is not the turn of the frost beak. This answer is not bad, but: "If it were you, who do you think would be the first to strike?" Step by step, Yue Wushuang retreated, and the meaning of Yue Wushuang is very obvious, this question, Yue Wushuang can not avoid it, and can only answer: "If it were me, I wouldn't guess." "Can't guess?

Yue Wujian didn't understand this answer: "En? ”

"Premature speculation will affect all future thinking, and Frost will not make any inferences until there is no evidence." Yue Wushuang pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and signaled that Yue Wushuang could leave.

Yue Wushuang didn't stay anymore and left directly. Yue Wufeng sat on the chair. Still thinking about what Yue Wushuang said just now: I won't speculate.

If you don't speculate, there is no right or wrong, and in the same way, you won't give other people a chance to take advantage of it.

This answer is wonderful, wonderful. This person is even more rare. If it weren't for Yue Wushuang's identity, he really wanted to get to know this person well.

Perhaps, they will become very good friends. But unfortunately, it is impossible to make people and be friends.

The hatred of Yue Wujian has already filled the whole heart, and it will never be easily dissolved. But Yue Wushuang's heart is as fine as dust and empathetic, and he is even more considerate to people, so he can't turn a blind eye.

Because of this, he has to keep his distance. Otherwise, if you have more contact with Yue Wushuang, the hatred in your heart will probably be eliminated little by little, even if it is just a little bit, and it will be a matter of time before you are completely relieved over time.

At a time like this, I can't afford to make a mistake. And Yue Wushuang's side had already returned to his room and was lying on the bed, but he was completely sleepy. He simply got up, sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea, and drank it alone.

Thinking of today's conversation with the owner, I know that the owner still hates himself all these years, but what puzzles me is that since he hates so much, why did he save his life in the first place.

If it is said to be useful, but I was only seven years old at the time, how useful it was. Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh and tried to make himself comfortable: "Hey. "The owner's mind is always unpredictable.

"It's not like you with such a sigh." The sudden sound didn't surprise Yue Wushuang, he didn't even get up, quietly, and didn't look sideways.

Indifferently: "You're here." ”