For two days after returning to the pavilion, Wei Moyan stayed with Zi Xiu without seeing anyone else. Even Hong Xiu, the master of Taiwei Hall, was turned away several times when he went there.
"What's the use of deliberately neglecting her? It's you who is suffering." Looking at the child-like angry Pavilion Master of Poyue Pavilion, Yun Zixiu sighed at the fact that these two people have the same stubborn character.
The doctor's words that day made Hongxian suspicious. After questioning, she couldn't get any detailed answer. She wanted to ask Wei Moyan directly but was given a cold reception by him, which really made her anxious. Zi Xiu knew that the doctor
What the mother was referring to was Wanqi Haoyue's arrival in Jiangnan. No one in the pavilion except Hongxian knew about this matter, and Wei Moyan ordered everyone not to tell her any information, as if he wanted to hide it from her.
No matter what the intention is, such indifference and concealment will eventually make her more suspicious.
"Don't worry about her. It's better to take care of yourself more during this time." The cold voice was as usual. Apart from drinking and dazing in Zixiu's room, his attitude towards Zixiu had not changed at all. The caring that outsiders seemed to have was just relative.
Speechless, just warm with wine.
"You came to me to seek peace. Didn't you make her misunderstand even more? There are many people who want to slander you in the dark. Be careful and give people a chance."
Putting down the wine cup, Wei Moyan looked desolate: "You know everything I think, it's boring."
The reason why he has been here and refused to leave is indeed just as Zi Xiu said, it is to seek peace and avoid Xia Qingluan. It will soon become clear where her heart has gone, and the arrival of Wanqi Haoyue has become a vague idea for him.
What she looks forward to is whether to stand firmly by his side and believe in him, or to fight against Wanqi Haoyue. Whichever is more serious, she will definitely give an answer.
Originally, he had never thought about these means of testing. If it weren't for the unintentional reminder from the doctor's wife, he might have dispersed his anger and lingered around her as usual. He said everything he needed to say and did everything he needed to do.
He had done it all, but he still couldn't get her to be sincere. Wei Moyan had no choice but to press forward step by step to get a result.
If she accepts it, then all the power in the world will be regarded as a matchmaker with her, and the blood stained with it will be regarded as an oath, and from now on life and death will be together, and the two will never get tired of each other.
If she chooses someone else, then it would be better for her love, hate, and life to end here - let him watch the one he loves turn his back on her, and he can't stand it.
Zixiu watched him drink cup after cup of wine without feeling drunk, and couldn't help but feel sad. As a man who planned to dominate the world, he had too many burdens on his shoulders, but the right to drink to relieve his worries was taken away by God. He couldn't help but feel sad.
Explanation, how cruel.
"Pavilion Master, Mr. Poison King Gu Yetan has arrived at Lanling City soon."
"We're finally here." A hint of sneer appeared on Qingjun's face, "I wonder what she thought when she saw Wanqi Haoyue."
The figure walking away quickly picked up the breeze and fluttered several thin pieces of rice paper on the table. The same name was written all over them.
Wei Moyan.
This made the woman who had been transformed into a legend in the world willing to sacrifice her time to protect the man.
He never cared about these.
——————————————————————————“Follow me.” Xia Qingluan, who was standing quietly on the attic looking out, was pulled by Wei Moyan, and the huge grip force made her unable to resist.
, I could only let him hold hands and walk out of Poyue Pavilion.
She refused to meet him when she was looking for him, and now he suddenly appeared and walked to the outskirts of the city inexplicably. Xia Qingluan became increasingly confused about his behavior.
"Where are you going?"
"Meet the person you want to see."
"Let go." Hearing the coldness in his words, Xia Qingluan couldn't help but stop and try to break away, but the hand with the tattoo was too strong and refused to let go while holding her.
According to the report from the spies in the pavilion, Wanqi Haoyue will arrive here within a quarter of an hour. Wei Moyan did not bring anyone here, and as long as Xia Qingluan does not take action, no one can hurt him, but if she does, it will definitely be fatal, regardless of
body and mind.
"What are you planning? If you dare to harm Xiao Bai, I will never sit idly by."
"It has nothing to do with your brother." The arm suddenly retreated, and the slightly panicked beautiful face was pulled in front of her, and her green hair could be seen clearly. The hand holding the sword pressed against Xia Qingluan's shoulder, blocking her retreat.
, a slight chill flashed in his cold eyes: "Marry me, are you willing or not?"
In an instant, the flow of time and sand stopped, and the wind was stagnant and silent.
He once asked this question in the Zhu Pavilion on the seventh floor. At that time, her heart moved.
They walked side by side through the conspiracy of killing each other, from the south of the Yangtze River to the north of the Great Wall, from the water town to the southern Xinjiang. He doted on her and protected her. Although he was used to being indifferent and taciturn, he did not have a little commitment from her. The years have left inseparable traces in their shadows.
, after several life and death tests, he never gave up, she never backed down, and they had a tacit understanding.
Originally, everything was quiet and quiet, and no one in the world remembered it. It was he who plucked three thousand strings and played random Sanskrit sounds, promising prosperity in the next life and staining the world with blood.
Carrying the world's desperate pursuit like that, any woman would be moved by it. The mistake is that she is Xia Qingluan, she is the Xiao family's only hope for revenge, she is the descendant of Yuelao who holds the world's secrets, and she is the person that countless people want
As a prey, she is destined to be unable to believe any sweet words and vows made by Hongxian.
And he is an existence that shines too far away.
Looking into the eyes that had always been difficult for her to look into, she shook her head, indifferently and decisively.
There were no tears like the last time. Since there is no trust in each other, what can we do together? The wound he stabbed with the sword is in my heart and cannot be healed.
Her answer was as expected by Wei Moyan. She sneered slumped, and the last trace of tenderness in her heart faded. Isn't everything he promised enough? Isn't everything he did worthy of her trust? Well, since waiting silently still doesn't get it, let's find another way.
Well, all the results were forced by her, no one else is to blame.
The distance was shortened again, Xia Qingluan lowered her head and tried her best to resist making eye contact with him. She didn't want to make the same mistake again and again, causing harm to others and herself.
"But do you still remember what you said? Once you enter Poyue Pavilion, whether you live or die, you will belong to me, Wei Moyan." A low, almost whispering voice sounded in my ears. The aura on my body was not the familiar calm and indifference, but the coldness that penetrated my bones.
"Avenge me. Take this life if you want it."
She is as stubborn as she is willing to give in.
The breath can be heard so close that from a distance, it looks like two people hugging each other and whispering.
The cold knuckles lifted Xia Qingluan's lower jaw and twisted it to the side, while he lowered his head and admired the stunning and stunning beauty with cold eyes.
"Wan Qi..."
A dozen steps away, under the shade of a willow, under a yellowed semi-old oil-paper umbrella, a delicate and picturesque figure, wearing a light shirt, still looks as elegant as ever.
He had planned everything for this moment.
Confused and dejected, the expressions of Xia Qingluan and Wanqi Haoyue were like a heartfelt revenge to him. Wasn't she nostalgic for the past? Then cut off everything she had to do with the past, whether it was a good person or a relationship, it would be destroyed.
Everything she cared about until he was the only one left in her world.