Chapter Ninety-Six: Bai Xinyang's Heavenly Feelings Disperse (I)
"Where did you go after the night, who sent you back?" Wen Yao asked in a cold voice.
Wen Wan chuckled softly, mockingly.
Wen Yao was completely angered by Wen Wan's action, and shouted: "It's against you, kneel"
Wen Wan raised her eyes slightly, glanced at him lightly, and the ice in her eyes was infinite. He chuckled again, but slowly knelt down.
Seeing that she was so obedient, Wen Yao's anger subsided slightly, "The crown prince sent you back?"
Wen Wan was silent, and Wen Yao acquiesced. He added, "Do you know that the prince and your sister ...... With skin-to-skin affection, you don't want to meet the prince again in the future."
An uncontrollable sneer overflowed from Wen Wan's mouth, and she raised her delicate and slightly pale little face, full of indifference, "Heh, do you mean let?
When Wen Yao heard this, the slightly retreating anger rushed up again, and the wrinkles on his face were all wrapped together for a while, "Bastard, she is your sister, and now that this kind of thing has happened to her, you say this, you are really ...... I'm."
"Sister, you ask her if she can treat me as a sister, if she respects me, what will happen?"
"You...... It's the other way around, come on, call me, until she knows her mistake" The wrinkles on Wen Yao's face were more obvious and full of evil.
Only then did Lu Ji pretend to persuade, "Master, don't beat her, you can tell her well, she is such a smart person, she will definitely listen."
"Do you think she looks like she'll listen? Fight, should beat, go out for a few years, and I don't know how thick the sky is?"
Wen Wan knelt there, her body straight, arrogant and unyielding, and the emotions in her eyes receded cleanly.
After all, I grew up reading the books of the sages, and I still have the etiquette and religion in my bones. For Wen Yao's beating and scolding, she couldn't fight back, so she had to endure it. She wanted to see how far her father, who was dead in name, could go.
Dozens of rods hit her back mercilessly, her already pale face was even more bloodless, her forehead was densely covered with cold sweat, and her back was blurred with flesh and blood.
Wen Yao asked again: "I'll ask you again, let it or not"
"No, let" Wen Wan struggled to pop two words out of her teeth.
"Get out, I'll come in person, I'll see how hard she can get!" Wen Yao stepped forward, snatched the stick, and hit her harder than ever, which is the appearance of a father, and it is clear that he looks more like the enemy.
"Bang"
A crack appeared on the stick, and Wen Yao still hit her relentlessly, and it was terrible.
"Smack"
The staff broke, and the broken end was thrown in front of Wen Wan's kneeling.
Wen Yao supported the ground with the broken end of his stick, panting slightly, "Ask you again, let it or not?"
"If you don't let it, you don't let it," Wen Wan replied angrily.
Wen Yao really had no choice but to take her, and said hatefully: "If you don't let it, I will shake out your mother's affairs and make it public to the world, and I don't want this face."
Wen Wan was obviously stunned, looked at Wen Yao in disbelief, and spent the last bit of strength, stood up violently, and grabbed Wen Yao's neckline, "You...... What a 'respectable' father."
There was endless murderous aura in Wen Wan's eyes, all projected on Wen Yao's body, as if it could penetrate the bones and blood.
Wen Yao was indeed frightened by Wen Wan's expression, and his face froze for a while, without speaking.
"I tell you, this is the last time I will allow you to do this to me. From now on, if you touch me again, I promise you will also have this 'pleasure', I promise you will ...... Regret being a man."
After saying that, he walked out with his spirits in good spirits. The body is shaky, and it will fall down at any moment, but it seems that every step is extremely safe. She is at the end of her power, and what supports her is her useless arrogance.
Wen Yao looked at her back as she left, the emotion in her eyes was dim. Even the green Ji next to her was frightened by Fang Cai's scene, and she had no words with a white face.
What does Wen Yao want to do to her? What she most important is her mother's reputation and her grandfather. My mother left my grandfather at an early age, and my grandmother also left him early, and my grandfather was the only one left. And her grandfather was a writer in the literary world, and the most important thing was the honor, if her mother's things were shaken out, his grandfather would have to be angry to death. She didn't want one less person in this world who made her care.
When she returned to the courtyard that day, she collapsed with a soft body covered in blood, which frightened the girl in northern Jiangsu and cried a lot.
Wen Wan lay down for nearly a month, waking up several times in a daze, and then fell into a deep sleep, as if she didn't want to wake up.
In winter, the snowflakes fluttered in the cold wind of the wax moon, and Wen Wan leaned lightly on the window, stretching out her jade hand to take a snowflake. I don't know if my eyes are sore or the sorrow is unfinished, a tear slipped across my cheek.
Su Bei walked in from outside the door, and when he saw the young lady's dejected appearance, his heart also hurt.
Walked quickly to the window, pulled Miss's hand back into the house, and closed the window by the way, "Miss's injury is not healed, how can she withstand this cold wind?"
Wen Wan turned around and came to the stove, and Su Bei also walked over, holding a stack of envelopes in his hand.
"Miss, this is for you by the prince, you are not in good health a few days ago, I didn't dare to show it to you, seeing that Miss is better, I just thought about giving these letters to Miss, there should be no delay, right?
Wen Wan's face was the same all day before a trace of emotion appeared, but she didn't take the envelope, "Write, otherwise how can that family put their minds at ease!
"Yes" Su Bei replied and walked towards the bookcase.
Su Bei thought that the young lady and the prince had not seen each other for a month, and they had to write a tirade about their affectionate thoughts, but it can be seen that the young lady only picked up the pen for a moment, and handed her the letter.
"Send it," he said softly.
"Hmm" Su Bei replied and walked out quickly.
When Su Bei came back, Wen Wan still kept the same appearance as when she left, and called softly: "Miss?"
Hearing the voice, Wen Wan raised her eyes and glanced at her, did not move away, and said: "Subei, let's get out of here, we can do it anywhere, just don't be here"
When Su Bei heard Miss's almost begging words, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he choked up, "If Miss doesn't like here, we'll leave here, and where Miss likes, we'll go."
An hour later, the rickety carriage slowly moved forward in the wind and snow, the snow was not high enough, and the wheels failed to make a mark.
Wen Wan's eyes were slightly blind, drowsy, drowsy, but she woke up again. When I opened my eyes, I saw the pile of envelopes, and my eyes moved slightly.
Su Bei, why did she still bring this with her? Holding it in her hand, it was thick and heavy. Wen Wan really didn't dare to open it, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to put it down.
There was an internal force on her hand, and the envelope, which was still intact just now, was instantly shattered into white dust, and she was raised in the wind, mixed with the falling snow, unable to distinguish each other, and finally fell to the ground in resignation, covered by the snow layer by layer.
Wen Wanxin said: I will say goodbye to you like this, borrow thousands of miles of mountains, take them as a separation, and I will not see you in the world.
The feelings heated up too much, and the burning wound penetrated the heart's blood. She and You Jiuhua are probably like this.