Yuchi Weiran hated Yin Ziheng very much at this time: "If others can see it, how will others view Xiaoying? Where do you put Xiaoying's reputation?" As he said this, he clenched his fists - Meng Lang for Yin Ziheng.
"Reputation?" Sikong Qingying, who had been silent until now, suddenly raised her eyebrows and sighed softly, then signaled Yin Ziheng to let her go, took two steps forward, came to Yuchi Weiran, and said mockingly: "Do you think, in Dajing,
Apart from being known as a slut, what reputation do I have?"
That was all thanks to Yuchi Weiwei.
Yuchi Weiran's face turned a little pale again. He didn't want to hurt Sikong Qingying. He came here just to explain, to ask for Sikong Qingying's forgiveness, and to apologize for the unlucky child, but he didn't expect his words to change.
The export will be like that.
"Uncle Fu said you are good at martial arts." Just when Yuchi Weiran was blaming himself in pain, Sikong Qingying spoke again: "He said you are pretty good at martial arts... Haha, I have been sleeping with you for so long, and I didn't know
You know martial arts - in your eyes, I am an untrustworthy person who will give up sooner or later. It is right for you to hide it from me. However, since you insist on talking to me now, I will give you a chance.
."
Yuchi Weiran lost all his calmness and reason. After waiting for Sikong Qingying for so long, he finally gave in. At this time, he was not the head of the Yuchi family, not the consort, or his mother's good son.
He is not Yuchi Weiwei's brother, he is just himself, just Yuchi Weiran.
He doesn't want to consider any consequences, he just wants to live by his heart.
"Xiaoying, are you willing to listen to me?"
Sikong Qingying ignored him and said to himself: "Since you have martial arts to protect yourself, just follow my brother's three moves to make me vent my anger, and then we can talk... Of course, if you don't want to, you can leave.
"
Yin Ziheng is known as the God of War in the capital, and he has been on the battlefield for so many years. Needless to say, his skill is not as good as Uncle Fu, but he is certainly higher than Yuchi Weiran.
"Okay, I'll take three moves from him." Yuchi Weiran agreed after being silent for a moment.
He knew that Yin Ziheng would not let him go, but...whether it was Yuchi Weiwei's scheme or the aborted child, they were tormenting him all the time. He did not want to just break off the relationship with Sikong Qingying.
"Brother, please excuse me." After Yuchi agreed, Sikong Qingying looked at Yin Ziheng.
Yin Ziheng moved his wrists and raised his lips with a smile: "It doesn't matter, brother, I'm very happy."
Since Sikong Qingying was present, he could not take Yuchi Weiran's life, but it was easy to take advantage of the opportunity to give Yuchi Weiran a good meal.
Hey, it's a pity that Sikong Qingying only said three moves. It would be better if there were thirty or fifty moves.
"Master Yuchi, this general is used to killing people on the battlefield. He only knows the techniques of killing and not the techniques of sparring. Please forgive me if I hit you too hard." Yin Ziheng said it politely, but he was already very successful in his body.
force.
Yuchi Weiran pursed his lips: "If there is an emergency, it's just that my skills are not as good as others. I don't blame the general."
When he came today, he told himself that whether it was for his previous actions towards Sikong Qingying or for that child, he would have to be patient. Today, he is not the head of the Yuchi family, nor the richest man in the capital, he is just a person repaying the past.
sinner.
As for what he plans to do in the future...it depends on Sikong Qingying's attitude first.
………………
Yin Ziheng knew that he only had three chances to take action.
Three moves, using 100% of the skill, even if Yuchi is not dead, he will only have half his life left.
When Yin Ziheng stopped his hand, Yuchi Weiran's internal organs seemed to have shifted. His face was like gold paper, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood.
Even the clean clothes were covered with dust by Yin Ziheng's palm fan.
He looked really embarrassed.
Yin Ziheng looked down at him with complicated eyes. Yuchi Weiran was willing to do this for Sikong Qingying, which meant that he was still somewhat sincere.
Sikong Qingying walked up to Yin Ziheng and said softly: "Brother, you go and wait for me outside Jingyin Temple. I'll have a few words with him and I'll be there later."
If it had been before, Yin Ziheng would definitely not have agreed.
But now, Yuchi Weiran was seriously injured by him and was unable to hurt Sikong Qingying, so he was relieved and nodded: "Okay."
Sikong Qingying watched Yin Ziheng leave, then slowly walked towards Yuchi Weiran, half-crouched down and looked at him: "Brother, you have a sense of propriety. Those three moves will not kill you. If you want to say anything, just say it."
Her eyes were always staring at the blood dripping from Yuchi Weiran's lips. If she had seen Yuchi Weiran in such a mess before, how nervous and sad she would have been? But now, she is still sad, but she feels that she should not be sad, and even more
There is no right to feel bad.
It's not that easy to forget someone. Fortunately, Yuchi Weiran can no longer influence her as before.
"Xiaoying!" Yuchi Weiran coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and raised his eyes to look at Sikong Qingying. There was no trace of resentment in his expression, just sadness and melancholy: "You must know the truth about what happened at the wedding.
I also know...I, I want to say sorry on behalf of Weiwei."
Sikong Qingying nodded: "I accept." But if there is a chance to find Yuchi Weiwei in the future, she will still not let Yuchi Weiwei go. Without Yuchi Weiwei's calculation, there would be no that child...
"That incident in the palace...our child..." At this point, Yuchi Weiran's voice was choked with sobs. Only when Yuchi Weiran heard about this incident did he wake up. Before, he had given Sikong Qingying
What a stupid decision it was to take birth control pills. If he and Sikong Qingying had a child now, it wouldn't be like this.
"The child is dead." Sikong Qingying interrupted Yuchi Weiran: "Don't mention him again... You will have many children with the princess in the future. I will also have many children with others. We will have many children with the princess in the future."
There will be no shortage of children, so don’t think about it anymore.”
Yuchi Weiran felt that Sikong Qingying's tone was too cold, and he felt very sad: "After all, it is our two children. Could it be that... you didn't expect it?"
Sikong Qingying was startled for a moment, and then smiled: "Hehe...hehehe, I didn't expect it? If I didn't expect it, how could you coax you to drink those birth control pills? Don't forget it, tell me, those
The medicine... is for me to recuperate my body. Since you don't want it, what's the point of expecting it?" As soon as he said this, Sikong Qingying regretted it a little.
She wanted to take this opportunity to make a clean break with Yuchi Weiran, so why did she say that to Yuchi Weiran in such a reluctant tone?
She doesn't care anymore, she doesn't care a long time ago, she doesn't care about Yuchi Weiran, she doesn't care about that child, she doesn't care at all!!!
However, facing her words, Yuchi Weiran felt even more painful: "I'm sorry."
Sikong Qingying was tired of hearing Yuchi Weiran say these three words... Just like others said, saying sorry is useless, why do we need the police?
"That's all you want to say? Well, I accept your apology and your sorry. However, brother, he is right. Now that I am from the General's Mansion, I should stay away from you. I hope
Don’t go to the General’s Mansion to look for me again in the future, that will trouble me a lot.”
"No..." Yuchi Weiran actually still had the energy to spare, and suddenly reached out to hold his shoulders: "I want to compensate you, please forgive me, you must forgive me..."