Chapter 62: Dreams
"Lord Wang, are you there?"
As he spoke, Yun Jinglan probed around, but the darkness in front of him was pervasive, and a wordless sense of fear instantly enveloped the room, and a sense of oppression followed.
Her voice sounded again, Chu Muhan's heart was uneasy, the smell of blood was about to drive him crazy, but he knew very well that Yun Jinglan's body could no longer withstand repeated overdrafts.
Because of staying in the dark for a long time, Chu Muhan has a sharper night vision ability than ordinary people, and his eyes are like shining cold stars in the night that others can't see, at this moment he curled up in the corner five steps away from Yun Jinglan, looking deeply at this woman who was approaching him step by step.
Don't come back again! He can't stand it!
A cry of pain sounded, and Yun staggered down her crumbling body, and before she could react, she fell forward, and the sharp edges of the stool in the darkness were just aimed at her left leg.
Feeling bad, Yun closed his eyes violently, his heart was horizontal, and he was ready to have a close contact with the floor under his feet.
The situation changed suddenly!
The cold ground did not feel the temperature of Yun Jinglan's body, the broad chest was hidden in the boundless darkness, the calm and powerful heartbeat shocked Yun Jinglan's breathing, and the familiar and unfamiliar breath poured into his nasal cavity, if there was no guess, the person holding her at this time should be Chu Muhan.
Yun Jinglan was slightly confused, her mind was blank, obviously this unprepared bosom had swallowed up what little reason she still had, and she couldn't think, should she struggle hard, or would she sink like this?!
The warm breath surrounded Chu Muhan in an instant, and the smell of blood became more and more intense, and the medicine that was close at hand made it difficult for him to suppress, but the person in his arms became the reason for him to struggle with his disgusting willpower.
Confused, Chu Muhan tightened his arms in the dark, trying to make such a warm feeling of noon more real and more palpable.
"You tell me, how can I ......"
The warm breath spewed out on his neck, Yun Jinglan's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and his whole body was stiff and he could barely breathe, but in the next second, Chu Muhan swallowed the remaining words, pushed Yun Jinglan aside, and he staggered out of the door, embarrassed!
The warmth was no longer there, the frantic heartbeat couldn't be stopped, and he felt a pain in his waist, Yun Jinglan subconsciously stroked his hand, only to find that the blood at his wrist was still flowing, and the strong smell of blood poured straight into his nose, and he suddenly fainted to the ground after a burst of nausea.
When I woke up, there were several people around me.
Poria Xinyi's face was worried, the two of them were so similar that even their expressions were exactly the same when they were worried, Luo Kui and Ziyuan were also full of sadness, and Ah Ming, who couldn't hold back her emotions the most, had two lines of tears on her face, and her eyes were red and swollen like walnuts.
"Master, you're awake!"
Ah Xiao was the first to react, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, and his two eyes suddenly emitted an irrepressible brilliance.
It had only been a day since I did, and her face was already a little haggard, pale and weak, and her eye sockets were sunken, as if she had a serious illness.
Yun Jinglan struggled to get up, but there was a wave of nausea rolling in his stomach, darkness in front of him, and confusion in his head.
Ah Jing saw this series of changes in Yun Jinglan with her own eyes, and immediately became anxious, shouting that the girl who was waiting in the house should go to ask for a doctor, but as soon as the girl left on the front foot, a person came in on the back foot.
"All down!"
Chu Muhan had returned to normal, and at this time his expression was solemn and his voice was cold.
The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment, and then the girls quickly evacuated the scene, leaving only the two parties to confront each other in the main house of the Agarwood Pavilion in the faint morning light.
Yun Jinglan scolded secretly, these girls are too "vulnerable", Ah Ming and Luo Kui are timid and tremble when they see Chu Muhan on weekdays, and at this time, they are the first to take the first step without hesitation, and Poria, who has always been bold, actually handed her an apologetic and helpless look and quickly left.
A burst of despair came to her heart, Yun Jinglan was very annoyed, for the first time she felt that her vision of choosing people was too poor, and there were only two people in the room at this time, and she had no way to drink saliva.
"How are you? Are you okay! ”
Chu Muhan seemed to see through Yun Jinglan's thoughts, and while speaking in a deep voice, he poured a glass of water and handed it to Yun Jinglan, with no waves on his face.
stared at her haggard and bloodless face, and suddenly there was a dull pain in his heart, how could he be so virtuous, she was willing to pay such a price to redeem him!
"It's okay, don't worry!"
The same concise and concise answer, with almost no emotion in the words.
Yun Jinglan's throat was extremely dry, and a mouthful of strong tea entered his throat, and the whole person seemed to come back to life, and every cell in his body was moisturized.
The terrifying scenes in the dream no longer flashed, but those unbearable pasts were still echoing in my mind, and the clouds shook off the thoughts in my heart, the stars last night and the wind last night, and the dream became real and visible.
She should have been nineteen years old at this time, and except for the three months she had personally experienced, the remaining eighteen years had been thrown into the wheel of time by fate, and last night, everything she had been wondering and worrying about for many days had come to a conclusion.
Aunt Hong had told her more than once that her mother was the saint of Middle-earth, the perfect woman of beauty and wisdom, who should have had a more splendid life than most people, but who knew that once she committed a taboo, only by running away could she make up for her mistakes at that time.
Although Aunt Hong emphasized to her many times that her father was an excellent man, her doubts were increasing day by day, and this doubt came from the speculation about her father's and mother's appearance and background, and also from the hardships of living in the cracks of Yunfu.
The memory of Aunt Hong is gentle and beautiful, is the best person in the world to treat her and her only relative now, from childhood to adulthood, she tries her best to care for her like her own children, bless her, and try her best to give her one of the few warmths.
And the nominal father, Master Shangshu Yun Yongkang, from him, Yun Jinglan can't see the slightest warmth, although she has been in Yunfu for more than ten years, she still has no good impression of this indifferent man.
Yun Wanyue is beautiful and generous, with a beautiful appearance, and she is the concubine of Shangshu Mansion, it is normal to receive more attention and protection from Yun Yongkang, but such a woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting has such a vicious heart, and the humiliation of her youth still flashes in her heart, and the faint pain is real and clear.
The days she has spent in Shangshu Mansion in the past eighteen years are really unbearable, and Yun Jinglan tried her best to turn over and over in the tide of memories, sighing silently, heartache for herself, and for this tragic woman who ended her life unexpectedly.
However, the gears of fate cannot be controlled, since she has come here, she will use her own way to survive and live the fate of the two into poetry and paintings!
"What are you thinking, distracted!"
The complicated thoughts were messy and gorgeous, Yun was stunned for a moment, and the calm male voice suddenly pulled her back to reality, and the sudden clarity of her ears and eyes made her a little uncomfortable, and she stared at Chu Muhan with a gloomy and handsome face in front of her.