Reborn Dijiao

Chapter 309
"hiss--"

Ye Qingwan gasped in pain and tried her best not to cry out.

Ye Ningfeng frowned, as if he was extremely puzzled, and asked knowingly, "It hurts?"

In the next second, he smiled again, and tossed the wound even harder.

"It's okay to hurt, this is just the beginning," he said.

Ye Qingwan frowned tightly, her peach blossom eyes sparkled with icy icicles, her eyelashes were soaked wet by physiological tears oozing out, her lips turned white from being bitten.

It hurts too much.

Ye Ningfeng looked at her leisurely: "If you don't want to suffer any more, just be quiet, don't look for trouble." After finishing speaking, he wiped the blood stained on his fingertips with the corner of his clothes, smiled happily, turned around and left here.

Ye Qingwan stared angrily at the figure going away.

It was a dumb loss, after all, she underestimated Ye Ningfeng.

She struggled to stand up, relying on walls, trees, and pillars along the way, stumbled towards Luoqing Courtyard.

I don't know how long it took, as if all the strength in her body had been drained, Ye Qingwan barely walked to the gate of Luoqingyuan.

Zhiyi was waiting at the door early on, pacing back and forth anxiously.

She thought that Ye Qingwan was going to kill again, but she went there for too long, so she couldn't help worrying if something was wrong with her.

It wasn't until the familiar petite figure appeared in the field of vision that Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, and the boulder hanging in his heart fell to the ground.

Seeing Ye Qingwan's blood-stained hands and limping legs, Zhiyi was terrified for a moment, and hurriedly ran towards Ye Qingwan.

Because he ran too hurriedly, he accidentally fell.

She quickly got up and continued to run towards Ye Qingwan.

Seeing Zhiyi with a gray face from the fall, Ye Qingwan suppressed the pain and smiled.

She raised her hand to wipe her ashen cheek, trying to wipe it clean.

But he forgot that there was still blood on his hands, so he brought the blood to her face.

Zhiyi looked at the blood on her hands in disbelief, and suddenly grabbed her wrist, bit her lip, and said in a trembling voice: "Girl, why did you get hurt, who did it?"

Ye Qingwan didn't care at all: "It's okay, go and get my medicine box first, and then fetch me a basin of clean water."

Knowing that he didn't dare to be negligent, after helping Ye Qingwan into the house, he went to prepare things for Ye Qingwan to clean the wound.

Under the light of the candlelight, Zhiyi carefully wiped away the blood and dirt from Ye Qingwan's palms.

The sharp piece was embedded in the flesh, Zhiyi hesitated to pull it off, he didn't know if it was because he couldn't do it in panic, or because he was afraid of hurting Ye Qingwan and couldn't bear it.

Ye Qingwan smiled, pushed her hand away, her eyes were cold for a moment, and she pulled it out with lightning speed.

The bloody fragments fell to the ground, and blood flowed out from the palm of his hand, which couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Zhiyi panicked: "What should I do girl?! How can I stop the bleeding!"

Ye Qingwan shook her head, and pressed the bleeding hole with her other hand.

"Bring me more cloth," she ordered.

After receiving the gauze, Ye Qingwan quickly wrapped it around her palm, and the pure white gauze was instantly soaked red with blood.

After a while, after the bleeding had stopped a bit, she took off the gauze, reapplied some medicinal powder, and instructed Zhiyi to bandage it well.

It's just that Zhiyi doesn't have much talent in this area, even though Ye Qingwan has said it very carefully, in the end it was wrapped in a big circle, like a pig's trotter.

Ye Qingwan couldn't laugh or cry.

The injury on the leg came with bone-eroding pain.

She frowned and asked Zhiyi to lift up her skirt.

Doing so knowingly, I saw a large scab and cracked scar on the calf under the skirt.

Ugly and hideous.

Ye Qingwan sighed softly, this wound should not have scabbed so quickly, nor would it have recovered so quickly, thanks to Jiang Shuo's medicine.

It's just that the scabs that have finally formed and the wounds that have healed are all gone.
If this leg is injured again, it will probably be useless.

Zhiyi was also horrified when she saw the scar, she murmured and asked, "Will there be a scar forever?"

Ye Qingwan lowered her eyes and began to clean up the mud and blood spots around the wound, enduring the pain, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and said in an inaudible voice, "Yes."

Just ask what woman would like to have such an ugly and terrifying thing on her white and flawless skin.

But Ye Qingwan didn't care.

Anyway, in this life, the people she cares about can't see, and she doesn't care about it, so she doesn't have to worry about whether he will dislike her.

There was a bit of sourness in my heart, as if I was a little sad.

It means that she and Shen Heng should let it go.

Ye Qingwan raised her head, and forced a smile to Zhiyi: "I'm fine here, go back and rest first, so they will call me when they come back."

Zhiyi opened his lips slightly, then closed them abruptly, hesitant to speak but stopped.She knew that her master, Nine Cows, was irresistible, no matter how much she talked, it would be useless, so she said hello and left the house.

The night was silent, Shen Heng took a person striding across the long corridor, opened the door of the dark room, walked in, with his robes raised, and sat down firmly.

Looking sideways, there are all kinds of letters piled up on the long table, all of which are important news sent back from Qinan urgently, because Shen Heng is not in the mansion, no one has the right to look at them, piles pile up again, until now there are enough seats The hill is high.

Xu Yezhu, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his eyes unhurriedly when he heard the sound, and there was a smile that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake in his cold eyes.

Xu Yezhu stroked his beard, grinned and said, "Are you willing to come back?"

Shen Heng ignored it, took a letter and opened it to read.

Xu Yezhu was also used to his defiant attitude, and when he looked back, it was Xu Gu.

"Huh? Gu'er is willing to come back?" Since the older one ignored him, Xu Yezhu began to tease the younger one.

This call made Xu Gu's eyes turn black, his scalp tingle, and his calves trembled a little.

He pulled a chair and sat down, keeping his head silent, trying not to show his panic, afraid that Xu Yezhu would notice him again.

After reading some letters that were irrelevant to him, Shen Heng raised his eyes and scanned around, and found that there was one person missing, and asked impatiently, "Where's Li Yu?"

Xu Yezhu understood the reason for Shen Heng's impatient look, picked from the pile of letters, selected a few and threw them in front of him, and slowly explained to him: "He is not young, so he Forcing him to get married, I guess I'm getting annoyed right now, and I can't get out."

Shen Heng didn't say anything, anyway, it doesn't matter if there is Li Yu or not.

Xu Yezhu turned away his playful smile, his eyes slightly lowered, with a rare solemnity, he said in a deep voice, "Do you all know about Ye Ningfeng's return to Beijing recently?"

Xu Gu nodded, Shen Heng's eyes darkened, and no expression could be seen.

"Can't wait any longer," he said.

Xu Yezhu laughed indifferently suddenly: "Guess, when it's time to grab that position, who will your adoptive mother help?"

Xu Gu couldn't help stealing a look at Shen Heng's reaction.

Adoptive mother?Isn't it Chen Guifei who is as cold as their master in the palace? If you don't mention him, you almost forget that there is such a person.

"Shen Xun." Shen Heng closed his eyes without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)