As soon as the stove in the room was turned up, the doctor applied moxibustion to her to relieve the cold, and her hands and feet became a little warmer.
The hand looked horribly injured, but luckily no bones were injured. The doctor heard the noise outside, and when he came in, he saw the miserable condition of the woman in the yard. The hand that was bandaging Shen Yinxiao was trembling slightly. .
"Doctor, don't be nervous, the medicine has been dispensed."
Shen Yinxiao reminded.
The doctor raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said quickly: "Yes...yes..."
As soon as the bloody hand was cleaned and bandaged, Shen Yinxiao heard Wei Cheng's instructions outside.
Whip corpse...
Feed the dog...
Zhou Lao's death was still lingering in her mind. She shuddered, stood up straight, held the edge of the bed, and called in a low voice: "Young Master."
Wei Cheng originally had nowhere to vent his anger, but suddenly he heard Shen Yinxiao's gentle words on the bed behind him, and for a moment he felt distressed and regretful.
If she had known this earlier, she should have sent some people to protect her, otherwise these things would not have happened.
He turned around, sat down by the bed, took her into his arms, and said in a harsh voice, "It's my fault. I've neglected you these past two days, will you blame me?"
She didn't expect him to take her more seriously.
Shen Yinxiao lowered his eyes, suppressed the emotion in his eyes, and said softly: "I don't blame you."
"The family relationship behind Mrs. Wang's death is very important. It's understandable that you should pay more attention to it. Mrs. Xu's father is the county captain. I don't want you to be in trouble because of me."
Wei Cheng was speechless.
Shen Yinxiao leaned into his arms with her eyebrows lowered, and spoke with gentle words like flowers wrapped around her fingers. Her words were considerate, generous and gentle.
It was obviously his favorite appearance in the past, but Wei Cheng always felt a little awkward. He hoped that Shen Yinxiao could say a few cold words to Yin and Yang at this moment, or else she would cry in his arms aggrievedly. It would make him feel more at ease than looking so docile and well-behaved at this moment.
The inexplicable irritability made him a little depressed, and his face didn't look good.
After the doctor finished bandaging, he quickly walked out carrying the medicine box.
Shen Yinxiao raised his intact hand, covered the back of his hand, and said warmly: "Just now I heard the young master said that he wanted to... whip that woman to death?"
Wei Cheng thought she was still upset, so he wrapped his small hand with his backhand, suppressing the killing intent in his voice and said: "That guy is mean and vicious, he almost killed you, and also injured your hand like this, whipped The corpse is not enough to relieve the hatred in my heart."
"I'll ask Wei Ning to arrest the two boys who came with the lady and execute them together."
"No!" Shen Yinxiao cried out and subconsciously grabbed him. Seeing Wei Cheng stop and look at her, her Adam's apple rolled unconsciously and she said nervously: "I don't want Shaojun to commit another murder for me. "
"Those two young men were just following orders. There was an order from the mountain. They all have families, so they had to obey. Besides, the woman is already dead. She didn't want to kill me, she just wanted to disfigure my appearance. , I gave her a knife, and Shaojun killed her with another sword, she already deserved it."
Wei Cheng's eyes were dark, like two bottomless springs.
"It's really against humanity to whip corpses, let's forget it." Shen Yinxiao begged him in a low voice.
Wei Cheng sat down again, but Shen Yinxiao could clearly feel that he seemed to have noticed something.
He raised his hand and brushed his fingers over her flowing black hair, feeling the smooth black hair passing through his fingertips. He looked at Shen Yinxiao quietly and suddenly said: "Yinxiao, are you afraid of me?"
Shen Yinxiao's heart thumped and his scalp became numb.
"Li Youyou was afraid of me before, but I didn't believe it." Wei Cheng calmly said, "But what I did today made you afraid?"
He looked at her steadily and said: "Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you. I will only do this to people who hurt you and me, and I won't do this to you."
What if I hurt you in the future?
What if I don’t listen to you anymore?
Shen Yinxiao forced herself to calm down.
She retracted her hand, her eyes slowly turned red, and suddenly turned around, raising her hand to gently wipe the corners of her eyes, "I'm just afraid that if one day I don't satisfy you, or one day you don't like me anymore, yes Wouldn’t he treat me as mercilessly as he treated this person?”
Wei Cheng relaxed after hearing this and felt a little funny, "So that's what I was afraid of."
After saying that, he lowered his head and took a bite of her round cheek, and said vaguely: "How could I be willing to do this to you?"
Shen Yinxiao pushed him away, looked at him steadily, and asked seriously: "Does the young master know the story of Wei Linggong and Mi Zixia?"
"In those days, Mi Zixia favored Lord Wei. According to the laws of Wei, anyone who steals the king's chariot is a serious crime. Mi Zixia's mother was ill, and Mi Zijiao drove the king's chariot out of the palace to see his mother. Duke Wei did not feel dissatisfied, but praised his filial piety. One year, Mi Zixia and Duke Wei were traveling in an orchard. They ate half of the peaches and fed the other half to Duke Wei. Duke Wei felt that Mi Zixia loved him so much that he did this. However, after many years, Mi Zixia's appearance faded and her love faded, and she repeatedly offended Duke Wei. .”
"You said: 'You are trying to drive my chariot, and you are trying to eat my remaining peaches.'" Wei Linggong convicted him on this ground a few years later, and Mi Zixia's behavior never changed. Nothing has changed, it’s just that Wei Linggong’s love and hatred for Mi Zixia has changed.”
Wei Cheng was thoughtful and raised his hand to touch her cheek, neck, and collarbone, slowly moving downwards.
"I am not Wei Linggong, and you are not Mi Zixia."
"As long as you don't leave me."
What if I have to leave you?
