"Come here, I won't eat you again!"

I let out a roar that was almost like a beast, and Xia Mei got up and walked over trembling at my roar.

With a splitting headache, I reached out and grabbed Xia Mei's sleeve, and Xia Mei stumbled and almost fell.

"Miss...... The slave and maid help you up. ”

I took her arm and stood up slowly, step by step under the light, two lines of hot tears sliding from the corners of my eyes, the temperature almost burning my face.

"Here it is."

I was like a person in the twilight of my life, without any waves, without any sense of existence.

Xia Mei slowly sat with me, both of them sat quietly and did not speak again, and the biting cold wind came in one after another, blowing on the face like a knife.

My head was like it was full of paste, foggy, heavy. The cold wind cut through my back, sending chills down my back and irritating my nerves.

"Xia Mei, pinch me......"

I forced myself to open my eyelids as I was fighting up and down, and spoke weakly to Xia Mei.

"Miss, you ......"

Xia Mei looked at me in embarrassment, and didn't know where to start.

Xia Mei's little hands and face were already red from the cold, and she couldn't help but withdraw her hands outside, wrapped her clothes tightly, rubbed her hands, and kept stomping her feet, but she was still shivering.

"Just take a pinch off my arm, I can't fall asleep."

Xia Mei sighed at the outstretched hand, and kept rubbing her red hands.

"Miss, my hands are cold."

Little by little, my head was getting lower and lower, and the wound on my forehead that had been hit by the doctor yesterday slammed into my knee, and the sudden pain stimulated my brain, and I instantly became clear-headed.

I touched my cold hands and arms, and my knuckles were so stiff that I couldn't curl them up. The blood all over his body coagulated, and his stiff back couldn't move.

"It's okay, I'm cold, you just pinch me."

Xia Mei's nose was red, and her mouth was not easy to speak: "...... Good ......"

Just as Xia Mei touched my arm, the door to the dungeon was opened. One walked in with the cold on his body.

"Musie."

The cold voice of the person came, and he took off the cloak on his head, and as soon as I heard this voice, I quickly turned around and turned my back to Wanyang.

I don't know why I avoided him, I should hate him, I should have glared at him, but why am I scared and afraid to face it now......

"Mu Qian, you turn around."

Wan Yang is still the same unhurried and arrogant appearance.

I didn't dare to speak, let alone look back at him, but I still didn't want him to see my dignity, such a living Yama.

Xia Mei retreated to the corner with great eyesight, there was no shelter behind me, and the holes in her clothes made Wan Yang see clearly.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Wan Yang suddenly reached out and grabbed my shoulder, forcibly turning me around and facing him.

"Don't ......"

I cried and raised my hands to cover my face, forgetting that my hands were also unsightly.

As I expected, Wan Yang pinched my wrist, and the cold touch on my wrist made me sober up. Wan Yang looked carefully, his eyes were sharp, like an eagle that had found its prey.

"What's the matter with your hand?"

I refused to take my hand off my face, just shook my head and said nothing, gurgling in my throat.

Wan Yang was in a hurry, and insisted on tearing off my hand covering my face, the gap in strength between men and women was already huge, and I was very weak now, so I completely exposed my face in front of Wan Yang without any suspense.

I don't want to be stubborn, I don't want Wanyang to pity me, and I don't want my brittle strength to be shattered like this.

But I ignored Wanyang's methods, as long as he wanted to do it, he would definitely not let me go.

Cold fingers caressed my cheek, Wan Yang effortlessly turned my head away, and I clearly saw the surprise and a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Let go of me!"

When I saw his eyes, my heart twitched violently, he hated my face, and sure enough, sure enough, it was still my wishful thinking after all.

"Don't move, you've got pus on your face."

I shook off his hand and stepped back to the other wall with my knees in my hands, my eyes full of wariness.

Wan Yang's hand suddenly became empty, his slender and white fingers clenched in the air, and he looked up at me, I saw that his face was not good, and he hugged himself even tighter.

I watched Wan Yang's golden silk boots come step by step, and my heart felt like I was being pinched by a hand, he was coming to see me as Murong's future husband!

"Get out of here! The farther away from me, the better! ”

I screamed loudly, my hair was rubbed messily on my head, but the tears in my eyes could not be stopped, I don't want anyone's pity and sympathy! Especially Wanyang!

Wan Yang's footsteps paused, and he continued to walk over.

I didn't know where the strength came from at the moment, so I stood up against the wall, staring at the young man with a red face.

"Get out of here! You're a murderer! You've hurt my father! is also in cahoots with the Ye family! Get out! Get out! Don't let me see you again......"

By the end of the day, I couldn't stop crying, I was almost hoarse, my throat was burning with pain, and my throat was like a bellows.

Wan Yang's footsteps really stopped, but it wasn't because of me, it was because Murong grabbed his sleeve.

Murong Jiao grabbed Wan Yang's sleeve with a smile, and her eyes were full of Wan Yang.

"Brother Wanyang, don't go any further, sister, these days...... Not very clear-headed......"

Wan Yang looked at me with inquiring eyes, and gradually a clear expression appeared on his face, and he believed Murong's words, and Murong was full of nonsense.

Wan Yang's eyes were soft and affectionate, and he immediately took off the cloak on his body and draped it on Murong's body, and gently and thoughtfully helped Murong brush up every fold.

"In that case, why are you still here, what if Mu Qian hurts you?"

Wan Yang smiled at Murong with red lips and white teeth, the incomparable appearance of the two is really enviable.

Murong lowered his head and reddened his eyes: "My sister is like this, how can I, who is a younger sister, not come to visit."

It's really pitiful, I can see Murong's face clearly, but others will only think that Murong is simple and kind, and I feel pity.

Wan Yang touched the top of Murong's head, his face was full of care and smile.

"My family Rong'er is really kind-hearted, and she is not afraid that she will be hurt."

When Murong heard this my family's Rong'er, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, two blush flew up his cheeks, and his white and lovely fingers climbed up Wanyang's arm.

"Brother Wanyang, then let's go out first, my mother has found a doctor, so we won't bother the doctor to treat my sister."

Murong looked up at Wan Yang slightly, his happy appearance was undisguised, and the corners of his mouth were almost reaching the root of his ears.

Wan Yang nodded the tip of Murong's nose and smiled dotingly: "Okay, it just so happens that today I came to discuss marriage with my aunt."

The two of them walked out laughing, and this dark and dirty dungeon set off my embarrassment, and it was the difference between me and the pair of beautiful people.

"Hahahahaha, I'm crazy......"

When Murong and Wan Yang went out hand in hand, they could still hear my heart-rending shouts inside, which made people shudder when they heard it.

Wan Yang looked back at the long and deep dungeon, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. Murong was uneasy, and took Wan Yang's hand and walked out quickly.

"Brother Wanyang, I won't go with you today, my mother said that I just have to wait for a good day and an auspicious day."

Wan Yang smiled at Murong absentmindedly, rubbed her head, and said hello.

Murong is not a fool either, she can clearly see that her brother Wanyang is still caring about the madman in the dungeon, that ugly monster!

Murong Qi's face was crooked, and his two hands tightly pinched the cloak that Wan Yang had put on her personally, and his eyes stared at the back of Wan Yang leaving for a long time.

"I'm not going to let you have a good time!"

Murong looked at the dungeon indignantly, a sinister smile of calculation appeared on his face.

I stood stupidly against the wall, smiling, my eyes empty, as if I had lost my soul, as if I had really become a madman, a fool.

"Miss?"

Xia Mei looked at me and reached out to touch my face.

I opened her hand like crazy, turned my back to the door and Xia Mei, and faced the wall in a daze.

The doctor walked in, still muttering something.

"Xia Mei, pull the young lady over, we're going to take medicine."

The doctor didn't notice anything wrong with me, but told Chamela to come over. Then I heard the sound of various pill bottles clashing, and the crisp sound of clanging echoed throughout the dungeon, and the echo could be faintly heard.

"Doctor, there is pus coming out of Miss's face."

I heard Xia Mei's cautious voice, this is what Wan Yang said just now. I gently touched the wound on my face with my fingers, and sure enough, there was something slimy on my fingers.

"I'll help Miss deal with it today."

The doctor didn't even lift his head, and his voice was muffled, as if he was talking under a covers.

Xia Mei didn't continue to say anything, walked up to me with steps, and reached out to hold my hand: "Miss, let's go to the medicine."

I nodded solemnly, and let Xia Mei take my hand and walk to the doctor.

The doctor squinted at my face, raised his hand to touch the wound on my face, and sniffed it under my nose for a while.

"It's okay, the injury on Miss's face is not too serious, but it is a little difficult to deal with."

As he spoke, he lifted my arm and looked left and right, looking thoughtful.

"You just give me the medicine, where are you so much?"

The doctor's hand trembled with fear of my cold words, and as soon as his hand loosened, my arm fell steadily back to my side.

"You are a young lady who has fallen out of favor, what are you proud of?"

The doctor's eyes were almost overhead, and he only stared at me through his nostrils.

"You'd better know who got you here."