The man in front of him was wearing a dark robe, with a stern appearance, a domineering aura, and his deep eyes had been staring at a white handkerchief for almost half an hour. The handkerchief was the lady's personal belongings. Mu Lenglie ordered someone to bring Cuifang.
, but she never opened her mouth to ask questions. Cuifang could only bow her head to the side, her heart already full of thoughts.
"You..." Mu Lenglie said.
"My name is Cuifang."
"Well, you've been taking care of Zhi'er all these years?"
"Yes."
"I want to know something. Tell me everything you know about Zhi'er."
Mu Yizhi has always been cold and indifferent to him. This morning he asked her if she had had a hard time in the past five years. She said, "Very good. You don't have to worry about it" and dismissed him. He tried his best to coax her.
Or threats, he couldn't get what he wanted to know from her mouth, Zhi'er, why do you hate me so much? Now he can only find the answer one by one from the people around her. This maid Cuifang looks like
Very loyal to Zhi'er.
"Actually, the lady came to Wanhua Building before me. That year I was sold to Wanhua Tower. I was very scared. I didn't want to live in that place. I would rather die than come out to pick up the guests. The lady was soft-hearted.
She told Fifth Aunt that she wanted me to be her personal maid, and it was all thanks to her that I..."
"Has Zhi'er been bullied by anyone in Wanhua Tower? Has anyone ever forced her to do anything?" Mu Lenglie interrupted her and directly asked one of the questions he was most concerned about. If someone had been unfavorable to her,
He will definitely kill that person.
"When I came to Wanhua House, the young lady was already the oiran. The fifth aunt and the girls didn't feel sorry for her. It's just that occasionally there are customers who want to get closer to the young lady, but the young lady always ignores her."
When Mu Lenglie heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, "What's going on with that person named Cui?"
"Oh, Mr. Cui is interested in the young lady. He comes to flatter her almost every day and always pays the highest price." This man named Cui dares to have evil intentions towards Zhi'er? Now that he is here, no one has a chance.
"Did Zhi'er treat him...?"
"The young lady doesn't seem to hate him. She even talked to him several times. The young lady can't see. He often invites various doctors..."
When Mu Lenglie heard this, he stood up from the chair and asked, "How on earth did Zhi'er's eyes become blind? How could she be blind?"
"This..." Cuifang hesitated, "it was the young lady who blinded herself."
"You blinded yourself?" How could she be so cruel to herself? Wasn't she afraid at all? What on earth happened to make her heart become as hard and heavy as a stone?
Where are the shoes? Why hasn't Cuifang come back? Why did he call her? Bai Zhi was lying on the bed, thirsty, but Cuifang was not there. She got out of bed by herself, holding the edge of the bed with her hands, and groping around the edge of the bed with her feet.
She never touched her shoes. Mu Lenglie happened to see this scene at the door, and her tangled eyebrows expressed the pain in his heart. He opened the door and walked into her deserted world. This room was so cold that even he felt it.
The breath of coldness, is her heart also so cold?
"Cui Fang, are you back? Pour me a glass of water. I'm thirsty and can't find my shoes. If you want to go away in the future, remember to put my shoes where I can easily find them... Cuifang, Cuifang
, why don't you say anything, I'm thirsty, please pour me a glass of water quickly."
He poured a glass of water and put it to her lips, and she drank it down.
"What did he ask you to do? Have you been scared by him? In fact, you don't have to be too scared. Although he looks scary, he actually doesn't do anything to people casually... ugh... really not.
I thought I would meet him again in this place." Not knowing that the other person standing in the room at this time was Mu Lenglie, Bai Zhiwu said her evaluation of him.
"Do you admit that you are Zhi'er?"
"Why is it you? Where's Cuifang?" She didn't expect that the person in front of her was him. Oh my God, did he hear everything? Did he hear everything I said? She recalled every word she just said.
Mu Lenglie did not answer her words. He walked over, squatted on the ground, and grabbed the soles of her feet. They had been exposed to the air for too long, and the thin soles were already cold, so he held them in his hands and gave them to her.
The warmth that belongs to him.
"You are too weak. Listen, I want to take you back to the capital. Don't say anything against it. When I return to the capital in two days, I will report to my father and ask him to find someone else to come to Yangzhou to handle this case."
"No, I won't go back!" When she heard the word "Jingcheng", she immediately became excited. She would rather die in this land of fireworks than return to the place that had caused her too much harm.
"Why, could it be, are you reluctant to let go of that person named Cui?" Mu Lenglie thought about Cuifang saying that she had a close relationship with that person, and immediately asked in amusement.
"In short, no matter I am Bai Zhi or Mu Yi Zhi, I will not follow you. I have my own life and direction, why must I follow you?"
Mu Lenglie approached her, "I don't care what you are thinking, I want you to heal your eyes first and not to hurt yourself again, otherwise..."
If the threatening tone was used five years ago, she would have shut up immediately, but today is different from the past. She has to control her own life and emotions, and she will never be influenced by him. "It's funny, you are me
Who am I, why should I listen to you, my body is my own, I can do whatever I want!"
"Yeah?"
"...Yes...Yes" Sensing his further approach and the dangerous element in his words, her tone of voice softened unconsciously.
He looked at her. She didn't put any makeup on her face today, and her bangs were moved to the back of her head. She had the same crystal clear skin. In his opinion, the scars not only did not ruin the entire face, but gave it a different flavor.
His lips pressed against the scar.
"how did you make it?"
He actually asked her how she did it? The murderer actually asked how the victim was injured? This is...but she did hear his slightly sad tone. Could it be said that he really didn't know? But that flute...
"Thank you." She said disdainfully, her voice so low that she thought only she could hear it, but he still heard it.
"Zhi'er, I noticed that you have a lot of hatred for me. Why?"
"Huh, Prince Lie, how could you ask this? It was obviously you who sent someone... Forget it, there is no need to bring up the past again, it doesn't make any sense." Tears fell from her face, "I just want to be alone now.
I'll finish my life quietly, please don't bother me again, okay?"