Chapter Sixteen Passionate but always seems ruthless
After running out of Xia Qingluan's room, Yun Yirong cried in her boudoir for a long time. It wasn't until her parents' quarrels were heard outside that she stopped crying and put on a stiff smile.
"Dad, Mom, why don't you rest up so late?"
Seeing her daughter leaving the room, Mrs. Yun hurriedly pulled her to her side to strengthen her: "Rong'er, hurry up and persuade your father, he plans to use our family's lives to save others!"
"What nonsense! It is a misfortune for our family to have such a vicious woman like you!" Yun Fangen scolded his wife, his vicissitudes of face flushed with anger, "I tell you, if you dare to have the slightest idea of a patient, give it to me!"
Get out of the Yun family!"
How could the father and mother, who had always been respectful to each other, get into such a quarrel? Yun Yirong couldn't care less about her sadness, and hurriedly persuaded the two of them to leave, and coaxed her mother back to the room before she came back and asked in detail.
Yun Fang Enyu was still angry and sat heavily on the pear blossom chair: "Rong'er, keep an eye on your mother tonight. Don't let her get even half a step closer to the upstairs, and don't let anyone bring tea or medicine in."
"Dad, what happened? Isn't the girl in red the only one living upstairs?"
"That's her!" Yun Fangen let out a long sigh: "I don't know what happened in the Jianghu, and I don't want to know about it. She is just my patient who entered our Yun Family Medical Center. I can't save people, so how can I do harm with drugs?"
This is the kind of thing people do!”
Yun Yirong's heart skipped a beat. Someone wanted to harm that girl? Would he be in danger?
———————————— “Young Master! Young Master!” The silence on the second floor was broken by a bunch of calls. Shen Yuqing frowned. Didn’t he tell this family not to get into trouble? Why are he still acting like a ghost?
Like a soul?
"Miss, tell me if you have anything to do. The master of the pavilion is taking a rest." Shao Bi stopped Yun Yirong and whispered.
He refused to rest when he was asked, but such a fatal moment was not available. Yun Yirong had no choice, and could not drag himself with the man like this regardless of his identity, so he could only explain the situation hastily: "That girl is in danger, someone wants to kill her!
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"That's nonsense!" Shen Yuqing said with a dark face and roughly pushed Yun Yirong away: "If you don't want to be implicated, just say it. Why are there so many words!"
"What I said is true! If you ask me to see the young master, he will definitely believe it!"
The quarrel was getting louder and louder. Shen Yuqing was worried that Wei Moyan would be awakened. When he was about to throw the woman in front of him downstairs, there was a loud bang behind him!
"Young Master!" Yun Yirong was so shocked that her voice changed its tone. She was really afraid that something would happen to him. In that case...
"Let me go!" Not knowing where the strength came from, Yun Yirong pushed Shen Yuqing away, took three steps at a time and walked straight to the room where Wei Moyan was resting. Before he could reach the door, a strange yet familiar figure appeared in the room.
In front of you.
The figure didn't stop, walked around Yun Yirong and kicked open the door next door, his eyes so cold that it was scary.
The room was in a mess. The oil lamp that fell on the ground ignited the bed curtain next to it. In the bright firelight, Shaozai was guarding the bed, fighting with several masked men while extinguishing the flames on the curtain.
A roar accompanied by the light of the sword lit up the night. Mo Heng's sword was unstoppable, and he drank blood in an instant. Such soldiers and generals, unsheathing Mo Heng's sword was the most glorious memorial in their lives.
"Pavilion Master, Miss Hongxian is awake!" Shaozai dropped his sword and helped the weak woman in red.
"Qingluan, are you okay?" Wei Moyan reached out and took Xia Qingluan into his arms, whispering softly as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping child.
Yun Yirong stood at the door, staring blankly at the two people who looked like a couple of gods.
It doesn't matter whether she is Hongxian or Qingluan. As long as she is the one he loves, he has no chance at all. That person doesn't take him seriously at all.
"Were you followed when you came back?"
Several people looked at each other and nodded affirmatively: "No, there are no suspicious people on this road."
Wei Moyan glanced at Yun Yirong, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
"No, it has nothing to do with dad, and it has nothing to do with us!" Yun Yirong panicked and explained hurriedly. Dad wouldn't even give poison, so how could he collude with others to break in and kill people?!
"It has nothing to do with her." A weak voice came from Wei Moyan's arms. Xia Qingluan knew exactly what happened just now. These masked men all jumped up from downstairs, and there were blood stains on their blades.
If your guess is correct, something must have happened to the people downstairs.
Xia Qingluan's expression darkened, and she struggled to stand up from Wei Moyan's arms: "Is there any relatives of the girl downstairs?"
Yun Yirong frowned in confusion and thought for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed and he rushed downstairs. A moment later, a heartbreaking scream came from downstairs.
That night, the most praised benevolent doctor in Donghu, Yun Fang'en, and his family died tragically. The entire medical center was stained red with blood, and the only daughter of the Yun family, Yun Yirong, disappeared without a trace.
———————————— In Poyue Pavilion Donghu Branch, the arrival of the Pavilion Master brought great encouragement to the disciples who had suffered heavy losses. In addition, the Tianhu Sect was uprooted, and the entire martial arts world was shaken.
Xia Qingluan rested in the meeting for seven or eight days, and most of his injuries have recovered. Wei Moyan stayed by his side, fearing that the assassination scene in the Yun Family Medical Center would happen again. Although it was just a false alarm before, who could
Do you know how many people are secretly trying to take this opportunity to kill her?
"How is Miss Yi Rong doing?"
This is what Xia Qingluan has asked the most in the past few days.
After the incident at the Yun Family Medical Center, Wei Moyan brought the hysterical Yun Yirong to the branch in Ancheng. He knew Xia Qingluan's temper, and if he ignored this woman, he would definitely make her unhappy.
"You can wait until you feel better to see her again."
Xia Qingluan lowered her head. The sad cry that night seemed to be in her ears, as sad as it was fourteen years ago. Ordinary people are separated from their loved ones due to unforeseen disasters, and yesterday's smiles turned into withered bones in the blink of an eye.
The pain lasts a lifetime.
"How are you going to house her?"
"What can I do? She can live as long as she wants and die as long as she wants. We can't support her for the rest of her life."
"If you don't care, I'll be fine." Xia Qingluan angrily opened the door and walked to Yun Yirong's room, her face as cold as before.
Wei Moyan blocked the way and pulled her back into the room without any explanation: "Until your injury heals, she can only be imprisoned in the woodshed."
"You!" The movement was a little too big and caused tearing pain in the wound. Xia Qingluan covered her shoulders and pursed her lips tightly. Being able to read people's hearts and take advantage of them is what is scary about him. Therefore, every word he said
I can't believe it, I can't believe it. Zixiu was used as a tool by him, let alone himself who was inferior in every aspect?
So those words and that hug should have been forgotten long ago.
"The Yun family has encountered this difficulty because of me, and I have the responsibility to take care of her."
The sneer was short-lived, but it deeply chilled Xia Qingluan's heart: "How do you take care of her? She has all the food, clothing, housing and transportation in Poyue Pavilion. The person who has always been supported by me actually said that she wants to take care of others. You should be Poyue Pavilion."
Is it Shanzhuang?"
Wei Moyan didn't want to embarrass her, but she felt upset when she saw that indifferent expression. She could be gentle to anyone, why couldn't she be gentle to him? Didn't she give enough and didn't express herself clearly? Or was she still
In her heart, she is a cold-blooded and ruthless person who is completely untrustworthy?