Wu Xuanye raised his eyelids and said with an expressionless face: "Of course I got injured by collecting medicine for some heartless little girl. It's a pity that she didn't appreciate it at all."
A little girl with no conscience: "..."
Mu Yun'an glanced at Wu Xuanye and asked suspiciously: "Are you deliberately trying to make me feel guilty by trying to make me feel guilty? I'm telling you it's useless."
She is not a simple fool who is easily deceived.
Wu Xuanye laughed angrily at her words, and he looked very dissatisfied: "Who do you think I am? After all, I am a person who has lived for a hundred years. How can I be so naive?"
Mu Yun'an curled his lips: "If you really lived for a hundred years, wouldn't you have become an old monster?"
Wu Xuanye thought of calling Xiao Chengyi a monster when they met him. In fact, what he called him was right. There was no difference between him and a monster?
Seeing that he was silent, Mu Yun'an asked, "You said you wanted to tell me the story between you and my ancestors when we meet again. Can you tell me now?"
Wu Xuanye looked at his bleeding arm and asked, "Is that what you want me to say? At least give me a bandage. She is indeed a cruel, heartless and heartless little girl."
Mu Yun'an's face trembled, she took a deep breath, and silently told herself to respect the old and love the young, and not to be like this old monster.
She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took out the medicine box from the cabinet and bandaged Wu Xuanye's wound.
Wu Xuanye looked at her movements and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking? You must be scolding me, alas! My little twins are cute, and you are not cute at all."
Mu Yun'an frowned, "Xiao Shuang'er? Could he be talking about Wushuang after being hypnotized?"
Did he have the nerve to say that? Mu Yun'an felt a fire in her heart when she mentioned this. They washed away her memory and turned her into Wushuang, treating her like a fool.
Mu Yun'an was upset and his attack was a bit harsh.
Wu Xuanye took a breath and said, "I suspect you are taking this opportunity to take revenge."
Mu Yun'an gave him a sideways look, as if I did it on purpose, what can you do to me?
Wu Xuanye laughed out loud. He reached out and touched Mu Yun'an's head and said, "This little girl has quite a bad temper, just like your ancestors."
Mu Yunan was stunned for a moment: "Do you really know her?"
Wu Xuanye laughed at himself and said, "You have to bleed some blood before listening to the story, otherwise I'm afraid that after I finish telling the story, I won't be able to help but drink up your blood."
Mu Yun'an trembled. Seeing that Wu Xuanye didn't seem to be joking, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. She asked, "Do you hate them very much?"
Wu Xuanye said nothing, and looked at Mu Yun'an with calm eyes, as if he was looking at another person.
Mu Yun'an was a little frightened by what he saw. She remembered what happened last time when Wu Xuanye lost control. She was afraid that he would get angry and bite her again, so she decisively cut her wrist and handed it to him: "Nuo, drink it.
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Wu Xuanye looked at her white wrists with a few shallow wounds. His eyes suddenly darkened and he said with disgust: "It's not like there's no bowl, who wants to drink like this?"
He brought an empty cup and drank the blood that came out of Mu Yun'an.
Mu Yun'an looked at her blood, falling drop by drop into the cup, making her already weak body even weaker.
Fortunately, Wu Xuanye only took a small portion of the cup and gave it up, unlike last time when the Queen took a whole bowl.
Wu Xuanye bandaged her wound, then drank the small half cup of blood. He put down the cup and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "Her name is Wen Qian, and she grew up in this Gu King's palace."