Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Wei Yun originally felt that Xie Yunyu should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and that he should use the most vicious method in the world to punish his crimes.

But since he met the lady, he knew that people should not live in hatred forever, and he must not turn himself into the most annoying kind of person because of hatred.

Since Xie Yunyu has suffered the consequences, that is enough.

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When the emperor died, the whole court changed completely.

When Wei Yun came out of the Yangxin Hall, the originally clear sky was now covered with heavy dark clouds, suffocating and depressing, as if reflecting the turmoil of the human world.

Within a few moments, the entire palace was washed away by heavy rain.

Wei Yun stepped into the rain dejectedly. It was clear that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled and he had avenged his mother-in-law, but he was not as happy as he imagined. Instead, he recalled that he had climbed hard in the mud and exhausted all the traps over the years, and he finally got out of the rain. He has not lived up to the young man’s image in my mother’s mind.

He walked on a dark road for a long, long time. Fortunately, he met the lady, who made him see that besides darkness, there is another bright road in the world.

The heavy rain fell tirelessly, but suddenly a paper umbrella appeared above Wei Yun's head.

His expression remained unchanged, and Yun Tang sighed and said, "Actually, there are some things that I have never told you. Now that Yin Niang's revenge has been avenged, I think I should tell you these things."

Wei Yun moved his lips but said nothing.

Yun Tang had already said in his ear: "Actually, Xie Yunyu's bloody massacre of Fengyue Tower was not only because of Yin Niang, but also because Fengyue Tower itself was an intelligence station set up by the enemy in Yanzhou."

"Xie Yunyu first met Yin Niang because he was attracted by her talent, knowledge and temperament. Later, after getting along with him, he fell in love. However, Yin Niang recognized his identity and refused to fall in love with the man who ruined her whole family."

"But in the end, it is Xie Yunyu's fault. He tortured Yin Niang to such an extent because of his hatred and love. He was domineering and ruthless."

It's just that at first, Yin Niang was also moved by Xie Yunyu, otherwise she wouldn't have been in so much pain that she still chose to give birth to Wei Yun.

But the king was violent, and when Xie Yunyu came back five years later, he became even worse, as if he was a different person, becoming a completely stupid king, and then he tortured Wei Yin to death.

Yun Tang used to tell Wei Yun about Yin Niang's past, adding some emotion and jealousy to the story, describing Xie Yunyu as a lustful and violent fatuous king. In fact, this was not the case. The original Xie Yunyu was also somewhat sincere.

It's a pity that everything changed in the end. He was too arrogant and already rotten on the inside.

Wei Yun felt even more disappointed after listening to what Yun Tang said.

He quickly walked out from under Yun Tang's umbrella, letting the rain fall on him.

Should Xie Yunyu die?

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But now it is no longer time to pursue the fault. Wei Yin will not come back again, and he is no longer the child who only asked her about etiquette and filial piety when he was young...

When the emperor passed away, many ministers came to see the emperor in the rain for the last time. However, they saw the prime minister walking in the rain like a lonely ghost, as if he had suffered a great blow.

In the past, the ministers only thought that the Prime Minister was hypocritical and the best at bragging.

However, seeing this scene, I couldn't help but wonder, is the Prime Minister really loyal?

Inexplicably, thinking about the Ninth Prince being handed over to him for discipline, it seems that it is not impossible...

Wei Yun didn't know what the ministers were thinking. At this moment, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible, and even faster. He was eager to see the young lady.

When he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the young man was in such a panic that his servants almost didn't recognize him.

Someone had an ingenious idea and immediately went to the inner courtyard to inform the lady in the mansion.

It rained heavily, and Ji Yan lamented that the weather was unpredictable. She sat on the couch, flipping through interesting story books, and eating delicious pastries.

When the servant came over in a hurry, she swallowed the candy cake in her mouth, stood up and put on her coat before going over and opening the door.

"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The servant was out of breath, hunched over and said, "Miss, Mr. Xiangguo came back in the rain. He doesn't know what happened. He is very pitiful. Why don't you take a look?"

Ji Yan was stunned when she heard this. She was caught in the rain?

She didn't have time to think more, so she went back to the house to get an umbrella, and immediately went out with her skirt in hand.

Halfway through the journey, he ordered his servants to make ginger soup.

Wei Yun did not want anyone to protect him from the rain, and the servants in the mansion were afraid of him and did not dare to get even close to him.

So when a paper umbrella covered his head, he subconsciously said "Get out."

The air seemed to be quiet for a few seconds before the girl's soft voice slowly came from in front of her: "Are you sure you want me to get out?"

Wei Yun froze for a moment, as if someone had been forcibly pulled out of another world and came to the bright and warm world where the lady existed.

Ji Yan took another step closer, raised her head and said, "If you don't speak, I will really get out."

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "go". If she hadn't seen him in such a pitiful and embarrassed state, Ji Yan would have thrown the umbrella in his face and left without looking back.

Wei Yun froze and struggled to make a sound in his throat: "Miss..."

"Yes." Ji Yan nodded. She raised her hands high enough to cover Wei Yun's head with the umbrella. At this moment, her beautiful eyes slightly curved, "Do you still want me to get out?"

Wei Yun shook his head, and then he seemed to have lost all his strength and fell towards Ji Yan. When his chin rested on the young lady's shoulder, his fingers tightly wrapped around her waist and held her in his arms.

As Wei Yun moved closer, the dry clothes on Ji Yan's body also became wet.

She said with a little disgust: "You made me wet."

Then Wei Yun apologized: "I'm sorry..."

Ji Yan's heart was so weak that he felt so soft and pitiful at the moment.

"Okay, I don't blame you. It's raining too much, let's go back to the house first, okay?"

The umbrella was not big. Ji Yan couldn't hold the umbrella for Wei Yun because she couldn't take care of herself. Her back was already wet.

Hearing her words, Wei Yun seemed to come to his senses and bent down to hug her.

Ji Yan still holds the umbrella with both hands, but at this moment she can only wrap her arms around Wei Yun's neck, and then hold the umbrella handle firmly behind his neck.

The clothes were soaked, and the sticky feeling all over her body was unpleasant. Wei Yun remembered that the young lady was frail, so he picked her up and hurried back to the bedroom, and asked his servants to prepare hot water.

The door was kicked open and then kicked shut from the inside.

The umbrella in Ji Yan's hand had not been closed yet. She was about to close it, but Wei Yun put it on the table, and the action of closing the umbrella was forced to stop.

Wei Yun couldn't help but lowered his head to seal her lips and tongue, and the umbrella in his hand rolled to the ground with a clatter.

Kisses mixed with moisture and rain fell densely.

Wei Yun felt cold, but the lady was the only source of warmth at the moment.

He kissed her fiercely and deeply, and by the way, he picked up her hand and let the lady's soft arms wrap around his waist.

Ji Yan couldn't resist, her waist was so weak that she slumped slightly.

When it was about to slide to the table, it was hooked back again.

The two soft and cold bodies were close to each other until a servant's cautious voice came from outside the door: "Sir, the water is here, do you want to send it in now?"