Crossing the Book: Raiders After the Villain Makes an Amulet

Jiang Fuyue was silent.

As a result, his shoulder was suddenly cut by a dagger, and his mouth was still tightly covered.

"Well".

She burst into tears in pain.

Wei Nanyao said gloomyly: "Do you understand?"

He slowly let go of the hand covering Jiang Fuyue's mouth, and put the dagger across Jiang Fuyue's neck again.

Jiang Fuyue stared at him, and could only say: "Yes."

"Don't be sharp with her in the future, or your tongue will be cut off."

"Ah."

"Her request must be granted, otherwise I will not let you go."

"En." Jiang Fuyue's expression was dull.

Wei Nanyao said a few words, seeing Jiang Fuyue agreeing so quickly, he frowned, and suddenly said: "You remember everything I said?"

"Ah."

"What's my second request?"

Jiang Fuyue: "...."

She stared at Wei Nanyao's eyes, only to see that those dark pupils were full of teasing.

Jiang Fuyue was suddenly tired, and she closed her eyes a little irritated.

"Sleepy."

She naturally remembered what the second sentence was, but she didn't want to say it, and she couldn't do it either.

Whatever you love, it's a big deal to cause more injuries, Wei Nanyao only dares to threaten her.

Wei Nanyao was stunned for a moment, then became angry, "You think I'm joking with you?"

Jiang Fuyue didn't respond to him, her eyelids trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Wei Nanyao grabbed Jiang Fuyue's chin suddenly, forcing her to open her mouth, and then put the tip of the knife on her mouth, straight to her throat.

The pain made Jiang Fuyue's tears fall uncontrollably, falling into her black hair.

Her eyelashes kept fluttering, but she just tried not to open her eyes.

Wei Nanyao sneered, moved the dagger a little, and the corner of her lips was cut.

Jiang Fuyue also had a stubborn temper, the more she hurt, the tighter her eyes closed, and she was even angry at herself for not being able to live up to her expectations, her body trembling uncontrollably.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, Wei Nanyao retracted the dagger first.

He said gloomyly: "Jiang Fuyue, if you are smart, you should be obedient. As long as you serve her well, you will be able to sit comfortably in the position of the young lady of the Jiang family."

Jiang Fuyue was finally able to shut her mouth, she only felt a bloody smell in her mouth.

So he opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Wei Nanyao, so stubborn that he didn't speak.

Wei Nanyao obviously also saw what Jiang Fuyue meant, he said angrily: "I have countless ways to get rid of you without anyone noticing."

"...You can try it." Jiang Fuyue looked at Wei Nanyao and said slowly.

The four eyes met, and no one looked away.

After a long time, it was probably the sound of footsteps coming from outside the house, Wei Nanyao looked away first.

He said unwillingly, "You won the bet."

He really came here just to warn, he will not really kill Jiang Fuyue.

"With your temperament, you are not afraid of not having a good death," Wei Nanyao stood up, looking down at Jiang Fuyue.

No sense of the situation, no hypocrisy, really annoying.

He sheathed the dagger.

Jiang Fuyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the mask magnified in front of her eyes, and with a click, the retracted dagger was inserted into her ear, buzzing.

So close, so close that the sound of the pillow being cut was so loud.

The man tilted his head, and the cold mask pressed against her forehead.

"You'd better do as I tell you, Miss Jiang,"

Wei Nanyao's voice sounded in his ears like ravings, his eyes slid down and wandered over her face, his fingers caressed Jiang Fuyue's cheeks, just like the tail of a poisonous snake gliding past,

"Look, how beautiful this face is when you are quiet. It's this head, it's too high, you have to lower your head in the future, you know?"

As he spoke, he slowly got up, laughed lowly, and turned to leave.

The room gradually quieted down.

Not long after, there was the sound of fine footsteps outside.

"The eldest son asked to send more people to guard the yard to ensure the safety of the young lady."

Jiang Fuyue was still lying on the bed.

She regained her senses and licked her lower lip lightly, the smell of blood again.

So he got up, went to get the wound medicine left in the afternoon, and treated the cut on his shoulder.

The moonlight on the floor was cold, and she suppressed the pain.

It took a long time before weeping silently.

*

The next day, Jiang Fuyue opened her eyes, and the maid Nanfeng and Dongxue were already guarding her bedside.

When Jiang Fuyue sat up, the two immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Miss, servants are incompetent."

Jiang Fuyue pulled her shoulders and couldn't help "hissing".

The two got up quickly, "Miss, what's wrong with you, this servant is going to find the doctor."

Jiang Fuyue shook her head, "Nanfeng, help me wrap up the wound on my shoulder."

After all, being explored at night in the boudoir of fragrance was a hindrance to her reputation, and she thought about it all night, but now she figured out what to do.

Didn't Su Zhirou not say anything?Didn't Jiang Jinlin not ask?Didn't Shen Yingzhou want to divorce?Then she fulfilled all the wishes of these people.

And Wei Nanyao...

Hatred flashed in Jiang Fuyue's eyes.

Nanfeng hurriedly went to find the medical box.

Dongxue went to help the river and the moon.

Jiang Fuyue looked at her slightly swollen cheeks, restrained her emotions, "Grandma hit you?"

Dong Xue said softly: "Miss, the servants are all rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but Miss, I should send someone to find the servants and Nanfeng yesterday."

Jiang Fuyue sneered, "There were too many things yesterday, I forgot."

There were indeed many things yesterday, one after another.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fuyue was silent again.

In the past, she thought that she would marry into the Shen family to be the wife of the head of the house soon, so even if she didn't like the life of the Jiang family, she would endure it day by day.

But now she can't bear it anymore, no one will stand up for her, she has to stand up for herself.

When helping Jiang Fuyue to deal with the shoulder injury, Nanfeng couldn't help crying.

"Is it hurting Miss?"

Jiang Fuyue shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt when I see you, but just stroke, I've always been a tough guy."

"Miss nonsense, you are precious, if you catch that bullying lady, you should cut them into pieces!" Nan Feng said angrily.

Jiang Fuyue nodded, she really should cut Wei Nanyao into pieces.

Fortunately, Nanfeng had learned some bandaging, and the injury on his shoulder was healed quickly.

Jiang Fuyue wrote a letter and handed it to Dong Xue, "Give it to Mr. Xue, and ask Xue Cheng if he knows where the Xinling Pavilion is. If he knows, let him come and look for me immediately. "

Although Dongxue was puzzled, she should have been, so she hurried out.

Then, Jiang Fuyue asked Nanfeng to go home again, "Bring me my money box."

After the south wind left, she looked out the window at the branches.

No matter what she wants to do, she must at least ensure her own safety first.

Wei Nanyao's martial arts skills are extremely high, if he really wanted to harm himself, he might not be able to defend him with thousands of troops.

Because of this, she thought of Qin Guique.

In the novel, Wei Nanyao was defeated by Qin Guique several times.

She has lied to the left and right, if she can keep Qin Guique by her side, she will not be afraid of Wei Nanyao.

The old Xue that Jiang Fuyue found was the old housekeeper of his grandfather's family.

After his grandfather died of illness, Mr. Xue has been living in a village outside the city for the elderly. It happened that Jiang Fuyue was also outside the city, not far from the village.

So after half an hour, Dongxue rushed back.

They also brought back a young man with dark skin and bright eyes—Xue Cheng.