Regardless of whether it was impulsive or not, Wei Moyan's words completely hurt Xia Qingluan, and the wound was deeper than the most painful wound, so Xia Qingluan could only respond with a more indifferent smile and absolute determination.
"What I owe you will be repaid in my lifetime. No matter whether it is mountains of swords, seas of fire or blue waters, as long as you say a word, Xia Qingluan will never refuse. But I will protect the girl's clothes and appearance. You don't need to spend a single cent. I will also
I won’t let her owe you anything, even if she goes to a brothel to sell herself, I will take care of her to the end!”
"Ha, sell yourself to a brothel?" Wei Moyan sneered a few more times, the last ray of tenderness in his eyes had receded, and regardless of the wounds on Xia Qingluan's body, he grabbed her wrist forcefully: "As soon as I enter the breaking moon
Everything about you no longer belongs to any outsider. Whether life or death, it belongs only to me, Wei Moyan, and your body is no exception. And please remember, Poyue Pavilion cannot tolerate the existence of the ninth-rate people, even if you want to sell yourself.
You can only sell it to me!"
Those eyes were like wolves and tigers, as if they wanted to swallow up all bright things, and those words were more despairing than each one.
"Wei Moyan, what on earth do you think of me..." Xia Qingluan murmured.
"It's just -" Looking at the haggard and pale face in front of her, Wei Moyan really couldn't bear to hurt her anymore, but how could she swallow this breath? Maybe only by letting her understand that she can't do anything without her own protection, can she
You will know your own goodness.
Take a deep breath and deliberately make a nonchalant expression.
"It's just a plaything."
And this answer was originally expected by Xia Qingluan.
The master did not leave any relics after his death, and the "mystery" that the world was looking for was nowhere to be found, so everyone focused on her, thinking that as long as they could get her, they would have a "mystery".
There is no obstacle to seizing the world. Who can escape the temptation of fame and power? I originally hoped that Wei Moyan would be a special one, but now it seems that he is just like those dirty people who do everything possible to get closer to him for the sake of "mystery".
When you try to win over yourself and find that what you want doesn't exist, you treat it like dirt.
She fought tooth and nail for him, but she was just a plaything that was gentle when she was happy and kicked away when she was angry.
Xia Qingluan's surprising calmness made Wei Moyan feel a little weak, and even secretly prayed that she wouldn't believe it. If it backfired, would he lose her just like that?
"I have said what needs to be said. From now on, Hongxian will work wholeheartedly for Poyue Pavilion. I ask the master of the pavilion to find a way out for the girl Yi Rong out of Hongxian's shame. If this is not enough, then...
Xia Qingluan raised her head, her eyes dull, but her sad smile was enough to confuse all living beings: "Then, selling myself to you is enough, right?"
"Xia Qingluan! Wei Moyan's anger was completely ignited. With a wave of his hand, he slammed the woman who had offended him against the wall and pressed her hard. The distance between the two was so close that they could even hear each other's breathing.
"Don't think I dare not!"
Wei Moyan is not a gentleman. He will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Whether they are women or children, anyone who hinders him from achieving his goals will be killed mercilessly, let alone such a trivial matter as getting a woman.
However, Xia Qingluan is not afraid.
From the day she lost her loved one fourteen years ago, she was no longer an ordinary girl from a good family. Her hands were stained with blood and she had to bear too many sins. What did the name of chastity mean to her?
What's the use? With or without it, people in the world will still hate her, scold her, and avoid her as an evil ghost. Besides, marriage has nothing to do with Xia Qingluan. She is the meanest person in the brothel.
Who cares about the prostitute?
If you are not afraid of death, what else can you be afraid of?
In the more than a hundred days and nights since they met, this was the first time they had such a fierce argument, and it was over an insignificant woman. Xia Qingluan's bluntness and coldness left Wei Moyan with nothing to do, which was enough to shake the country and change the mood of the Poyue Pavilion Pavilion Master. Only when facing this woman, I can't make any progress or retreat, I love and hate her at the same time.
"You have never believed in me from the beginning." The fingers that were originally responsible for killing suddenly became soft and gently caressed Xia Qingluan's cheek, "No matter what I do, you will stay thousands of miles away and in your heart. Am I so miserable?"
"It's obviously you——"
"Pavilion Master, there is an urgent letter from Hall Master Qiao." A knock on the door interrupted Xia Qingluan's words. Wei Moyan looked at her in silence for a moment, then stepped back sadly.
When Shen Yuqing entered the door, he only saw Xia Qingluan leaning against the wall with a pale face. The torn wound on her shoulder left a bright red stain on the wall. Wei Moyan stood aside, his face not very good either.
"What's the matter? Tell me."
Shen Yuqing bowed his head, trying not to let Wei Moyan see his gloating smile: "Pavilion Master Qiao sent a letter saying that there has been something unusual in the Chonghua Sect recently. Please rush back to Lanling as soon as possible."
"I know, let Shaozai and the others prepare and set off tomorrow morning."
"yes."
When exiting the room, Wei Moyan also walked out and no longer cared about Xia Qingluan's injury, leaving her motionless and standing lonely as if she had lost her soul.
Shen Yuqing looked at the figure that was out of reach in front of him, and his heart that had been hanging on him finally let go.
Just stop being bound by anyone or feelings, and continue to be a cold and arrogant king. Anyone who dares to stand in the way, I will destroy for you.
"Yu Qing." Wei Moyan suddenly said coldly: "Go and check Hall Master Lu to see if he has any contact with Donghu's forces."
Taiwei Hall Master Lu Hanhai? Shen Yuqing was shocked. Did the master suspect that he was the mastermind of the assassination? Although Hall Master Lu’s dissatisfaction with Hongxian has been very obvious, assassination is unlikely. After all, Hongxian is the person that the Pavilion Master has always tried to protect, so doing this is undoubtedly expressing an opposing stance.
As if he remembered something again, Wei Moyan frowned: "Take Yun Yirong with you when you leave."
————————————The nightmare memory of that night has not been erased. As soon as I close my eyes, the lifeless faces of my father and mother appear in my mind, as well as the ubiquitous blood red color. How many times have the clouds appeared in my mind? She woke up screaming. She wished that everything was just a dream. When she woke up, she could still see her father's stacks of prescriptions and her mother's hair, but what she saw before her eyes was just darkness.
In despair, she only wanted to see that person. He was the only one who could bring a little comfort. However, except for the occasional person who came to deliver meals, there was no one she could talk to.
I don’t know how many days passed, but someone finally opened the door, and the quiet and dustless white hurt Yun Yirong’s eyes.
"Miss Yi Rong." The cold and clear voice was soft, and the pressure on the shoulders was just right. She was completely unlike those popular heroines in the world. Yun Yi Rong naturally still remembered her, even though the red makeup was replaced by white. However, the stunning beauty between her brows and eyes was unique and matched perfectly with that person's cold and handsome appearance.
"Does the girl still have relatives in Ancheng?"
Yun Yirong shook her head. All her relatives were in the medical center. Contact with her distant relatives had long been cut off. The world was so vast that there was probably no other place to stay.
Sure enough, Xia Qingluan helped the weak orphan girl up and said calmly: "Then will you follow me to Lanling?"