"Heh." Wei Ying's ruthless mocking sound flashed past, and when Lu Shi looked again, there was no one in front of him, like water vapor, nothing seemed to seep in, and he disappeared inexplicably.

From just now, she has been shaking uncontrollably all over.

The people around her helped her up, rather than saying they helped her up, it was better to say that these people dragged her up, and they couldn't help but say.

"Ma'am, it's okay, you can get up."

But they spoke respectfully, as if nothing happened just now.

This house made her feel a bit dark for no reason.

By the way, she suddenly remembered something.

This man was originally a man slave, and he was bought because he was very cheap, not afraid of mess, good health and great strength.

People in the black market seemed to have said... Where did he get picked up from?

She didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now the more she recalls, the more she has some impressions.

It seems to be... among the dead?

Lu's head was covered with cold sweat unconsciously.

These people looked respectful, and there was no trace of overstepping, but Mrs. Lu shuddered.

It was as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Evil ghosts... These people are evil ghosts!

They are here to collect debts and claim lives!

But when do people go wrong...

Lu Shi couldn't figure it out for a while, maybe he was deploying it very early on.

She remembered the day when the restaurant had a business problem and Shiran fell ill...

She stood up with great difficulty, but because her legs were weak, she fell to the ground again.

The person who was supposed to be a threat turned out to be her own nightmare.

When Yan Muhan walked out of the yard, Qiao Sui was lying on the table gnawing pears in a very casual posture.

Mouth opening and closing, chewing, chewing, I don't know what I'm thinking.

After eating the remaining pear core, she threw it casually, and accurately threw it into the wastebasket that had been prepared earlier to hold some garbage.

"What is Miss thinking?"

Qiao Sui looked up and saw Yan Muhan coming back.

Qiao Sui wiped his hands clean and looked at him, "What did my mother tell you?"

Yan Muhan shook his head.

"It's nothing."

In the past, Qiao Sui would have asked, but now she has no intention of asking, because just now, she remembered a terrible thing.

Yan Muhan noticed that she was looking at him and fell into a daze again.

"Miss?"

"Miss?"

Yan Muhan called Qiao Sui twice before Qiao Sui managed to recover.

Yan Muhan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Sui suddenly looked up very seriously, "I'm thinking about those people I met today."

Yan Muhan noticed that there was something strange in her eyes, she looked at him full of... worry.

why?

……

After Qiao Sui came back just now, he sat in the yard eating fruit, thinking about what Lu Shi might say to Yan Muhan, and also thinking about the plot in the book.

Because the villain's youth was not included in the content of the book, and it was just a few words, so she didn't recall much about the content in the book "The Concubine's Conspiracy".

But just now, when she was thinking about the killers one after another, she suddenly remembered something.

The villain is a lunatic in the late stage. The difference between him and a real lunatic is that he still has some sense, but Yan Muhan is indeed in a state that is almost the same as crazy in the later stage.

Not only because of what happened when I was young.

Also because...he has a heart disease.

When his heart hurts, he will even lose his mind, so that he becomes more and more...inhuman in the later stage.

And the only person he likes is deeply in love with the hero.

Everything forced him to embark on a dark and dead end.

Qiao Sui has always ignored this.

Looking at it now, Yan Muhan's health is very good, his heart disease is obviously not born with it.

Rather, something happened in Dongli Town.

Zhao Shi, the mistress of the Yan family, sent many people to kill him in order to prevent the Yan family from bringing him back, and also to clear up obstacles in the future for her sickly son.

After several failed attempts, he spent a lot of money to find a very strong killer.

No matter how powerful you are today, Yan Muhan, you are still only in your teens, no matter how strong your physical ability and skills are, you are still no match for the best masters in the world.

Although he saved his life and escaped with all his strength, he was stabbed and injured his vitals.

Although he survived by luck, he left sequelae.

In the past few years, it was peaceful, but then it gradually became serious.

I couldn't fall asleep all night and was deeply tortured.

This kind of pain can be said to be engraved into the soul, torturing his mind day and night...

No matter what the content of the book is, Qiao Sui can't imagine the pain of a knife wounding the vitals.

I can't even imagine what it's like to feel the pain of heartache for decades.

Think about how cruel the author of the book "Concubine's Conspiracy" was to Yan Muhan.

It is not at all compassionate that any disaster must be placed on his head for him to taste.

Qiao Sui suddenly remembered something.

On the first day of transmigrating, she dreamed of a voice saying to her, "Don't you want to save him?"

Save Yan Muhan...

Suddenly, Qiao Sui's heart began to beat a little hard.

Could it be that the so-called rescue is actually to prevent him from being injured this time, so as to prevent him from being disturbed by heart disease in the future?

So, this time, maybe it's her chance to go home?

If she can help Yan Muhan avoid this disaster, does it mean that she will go back?

Although she rarely thinks about it these days, how could anyone not want to go home.

However, after she went back, wouldn't Yan Muhan have to face everything in this world alone?

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Muhan noticed that she lost her mind again...

Yan Muhan frowned, and he asked cautiously, "Who do you think those killers who came these days are?"

Qiao Sui finally came back to his senses.

The sympathy and pity for the paper people is different from the real person in front of me...

Her mood was very complicated, a little messy, and she couldn't figure it out.

Qiao Sui knew that she had a high fever that night. Although she didn't know what happened later, the person in front of her must have taken care of her.

Qiao Sui was actually a little bit reluctant.

The thought of never seeing him again made her feel a little shy.

After staying in the Lu family for so long, to her, Yan Muhan was different from everyone else.

Not only did she just want to go back, after knowing Yan Muhan for such a period of time, Qiao Sui hoped that this person in front of her would live a safe and happy life.

Speaking of which, there are actually very few things she can do for Yan Muhan. If she could do this one more thing, Qiao Sui thought, at least if she made this trip by herself, she wouldn't feel guilty or leave any regrets.

If Yan Muhan's serious injury is approaching, she must stop it!

Qiao Sui lowered her eyes and slowly calmed down before looking at him again.

Her tone was calm, "I thought about it, but it doesn't matter who you are. What matters is that these days are bound to be uneven. Let's go out as little as possible."

Yan Muhan nodded slightly.

His angle was just right enough to see her lips, because there was still fruit juice on them, moist and moist.

Unlike the bitter medicinal taste, that pear should be very sweet.

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