Fourth Master smiled with red eyes, "It doesn't hurt!"
Leng Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled shyly.
The fourth master tried to take her pillow, but she immediately pushed his hand away with hostility, her expression turned cold and stern.
Fourth Master sighed softly, stood up, and after taking another deep look at her, walked in the direction of Yu Wenhao and Yuan Qingling.
The three of them stood in a place where the mountain wind was strong, making their clothes rustle. The fourth master's eyes were still red, and he looked at Yuan Qingling, "She has madness, can it be cured?"
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Take your time, don't be in a hurry."
"No matter what, cure her!" Fourth Master locked eyes with Yuan Qingling, "This is the first time I am begging you. No matter what method you use, let her get better."
Yuan Qingling's nose felt sour, "I will definitely try my best."
Fourth Master breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll take her down the mountain now!"
Yuan Qingling took his hand and said, "It's not a busy matter. Don't take her down the mountain yet."
Fourth Master frowned, "I can't leave her on the mountain, I have to take her down."
"Master, listen to me," Yuan Qingling glanced at Yu Wenhao and said, "First go and ask all the people from Lenglangmen to evacuate. At least they cannot stay here. This place will remain as it is."
Yu Wenhao knew what she wanted and nodded, "Okay, you guys talk first!"
He walked down and took Miedi aside to discuss a few words.
Fourth Master looked at Yuan Qingling doubtfully, "What do you want?"
Yuan Qingling took out a handkerchief and gave it to him, "Wipe the blood on your neck. We need to have a good talk."
The fourth master took the handkerchief, wiped it randomly, and stared at her with burning eyes, "You should know that no matter what you say, I will never agree to leave her here again without anyone caring about her. She has a family."
"I know, don't worry, she can go home, but besides taking her home, don't you want revenge?"
The fourth master's eyes suddenly turned cold, "I have plans for revenge."
"What are you going to do? Kill him? That would be too easy."
Fourth Master's hatred suddenly arose, "Of course I won't kill him easily, I will definitely let him suffer to death."
"You are willing to die of torture and live happily for thirty-six years?"
The fourth master is unwilling to give in, even if he is cut into pieces, but the matter has come to this, is there any other way?
Is it possible to reverse these thirty-six years?
He looked at the door of the cabin. She was sitting on a chair holding a pillow, looking nervously in his direction. What Yuan Qingling had told him was intertwined in her mind.
When Poji helped her escape, she could have killed him back, not necessarily Su Rushuang or Yan Zhiyu, but she suppressed the blood feud and went to the capital alone. The biggest reason was to find a safe place to give birth to him.
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Snow Wolf Peak was dangerous and cold, as if it were hell. He really couldn't imagine how she climbed up with her heavy body, so scarred.
Yan Zhiyu said that the child in her belly could resist the backlash for her, but he was abandoned by Yan Zhiyu like a worn-out shoe, but she treated him like a treasure, fighting for her life and taking her last breath to give birth to him, in the ice and snow,
The way she held her baby in despair can't be forgotten even now.