On the night of my wedding, I was raped by a yandere villain

Yin Mohan was about to die. He was obviously sitting on a chair, his face was a bit paler, but he still didn't look like he was lying on the bed in a terminal illness.

Wei Anning raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction of Yangchuan.

The little eunuch was respectful and did not raise his head, completely ignoring Wei Anning's inquiring look.

Beside, Yin Mohan coughed, which interrupted Wei Anning's gaze.

Just listen to Yin Mohan say: "Miss, are you finally willing to come see me?"

"Obviously you said you would come to see Thirteen before, but I have been waiting for many days and still haven't been able to see Miss Thirteen."

Yin Mohan's tone was surly.

"Miss, you really don't mean what you say."

Wei Anning smiled sarcastically, "Hey, um, I've been a little busy lately and haven't gotten around to see you. Don't take it to heart."

Yin Mohan suddenly laughed in a low voice, "If Miss doesn't have time, you can find someone to tell Thirteen, but Miss doesn't have either."

Wei Anning's face turned red when he said that.

But it’s hard to tell him directly that I just don’t want to see you.

Yin Mohan kept his eyes locked on her, and Wei Anning was at a loss with his fiery eyes.

Because of his illness, the young man's complexion was paler than before.

He has also lost some weight and has a sickly appearance.

Wei Anning couldn't help but swallow her saliva, feeling suddenly nervous.

She saw a teapot on the table, and without thinking, she went to get some tea and pour some water to drink.

Perhaps because he was too nervous, the water in the teapot immediately spilled out.

"Ah..." Wei Anning shouted out.

The scalding water touched the skin, bringing a burning sensation.

She was screaming in pain when her wrist suddenly tightened.

"Ah..." Wei Anning suddenly shouted again.

Yin Mohan suddenly grabbed her wrist and put her fingers in his mouth the next second.

His lips were slightly cool, and there was an instant chill when they touched his skin.

Wei Anning's painful fingers immediately became much cooler, and even the pain subsided.

But...but what does this look like...

Yin Mohan held Wei Anning's hand with a very focused expression.

His palms were also cold, which was in sharp contrast to Wei Anning's hotness.

And what was hotter than her palms was undoubtedly her heart.

Yin Mohan sucked Wei Anning's fingers with concentration and piety, and the numbness immediately spread from her fingertips to her brain, toes, and then her whole body.

She subconsciously looked in the direction behind her, but it turned out that Yangchuan had already disappeared.

His heart was pounding, and in the next second, Wei Anning concentrated her mind and quickly pulled her hand out of Yin Mohan's hand.

The feeling of sadness flashed across the young man's face.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, no need." Wei Anning explained, for fear of embarrassing both of them.

The corners of Yin Mohan's mouth raised slightly. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his lips, then licked it gently with his tongue.

Wei Anning:...

For a moment, the two of them sat separately and had nothing to say.

Wei Anning was not happy at all. At this moment, Yin Mohan was like a piece of ice, silent, only keeping his eyes on himself from time to time.

Wei Anning was really uncomfortable.

Having made up his mind, Wei Anning immediately stood up.

"Well, I'll leave first, you have a good rest."

Yin Mohan also stood up immediately.

Before Wei Anning turned around, Yin Mohan grabbed her by the corner of her clothes.

"Miss……"

"do not go……"

Wei Anning frowned.

But Yin Mohan continued: "I know that if Miss leaves today, she will not come again. But Thirteen wants to see Miss. If Miss doesn't come again, Thirteen will die."

This is a threat.

Wei Anning felt panicked when she remembered that she had just been deceived by that little eunuch.

She turned around and said with a cold voice, "Your Majesty, Thirteenth Highness, why are you like this? You have been recognized by His Majesty, so you don't want anything."

The young man suddenly smiled bitterly: "Yes, now I have everything."

Just without you.

Wei Anning reached out and pulled Yin Mohan's hand away, intending to say goodbye.

However, when she touched the boy's arm, the red marks on his body came into view.

Wei Anning's eyes flashed with shock.

"Your arms..."

Yin Mohan smiled bitterly and replied: "The wound is inflamed and infected."

Wei Anning was puzzled, "Since it's an inflammation and infection, why not take medicine?"

Yin Mohan looked directly at Wei Anning, "It doesn't matter whether I use it or not. Miss, you won't come after all. It doesn't make any difference whether I die or not."

Wei Anning was completely speechless, and she said with an air of atmosphere: "How can you not cherish your life like this?"

"Miss, will you cherish it?"

Yin Mohan suddenly spoke.

Wei Anning choked.

She stared at Yin Mohan, the young man's eyes were deep and seemed to have a sense of determination.

At the end, Wei Anning sighed.

"That's all, take your medicine well. I will keep coming to see you these days. If you are disobedient or don't take your medicine, I will never come again."

A flash of joy suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes.

"Miss, please take your words seriously."

"Seriously, more real than gold."

As soon as Wei Anning left, Yang Chuan walked in with a night of dark medicine.

He whispered: "Your Highness, take the medicine."

But Yin Mohan heard a cold scoff: "Throw it out."

Yangchuan didn't move, a look of doubt flashed across his face.

Yin Mohan raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a sneer.

He said in a cool voice: "If it were so quick, how could my lady come to see me every day?"

Yangchuan remained silent, and there was no emotion in his lowered eyes.

Come out of Yonghe Palace.

Yang Chuanhun poured out the bowl of soup without caring.

His face was cold, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

After pouring the medicine, he turned to leave when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from Mingxin Lake nearby.

He looked up.

It was several eunuchs who were bullying someone.

Yangchuan's eyes were cold, these were all too common in this palace.

Not surprising.

However, just as he was about to lift his feet, he heard a voice: "No!"

It was a female voice, her voice was shy and urgent, gentle as water, but with a sense of perseverance.

Yangchuan paused and planned to continue reading.

I saw that the woman was wearing a goose-yellow palace dress, her face was calm and elegant, and there was a haggard look between her eyebrows.

She continued: "Please return the money to me. My maid is sick and I want to give her medicine."

Several young eunuchs said with smiles: "Hey, such a beautiful lady really doesn't know how to show appreciation. She has been in the palace for so long, and she doesn't even know how to honor her brother."

"Today I'm going to teach you the rules. This silver is enough for Ru Meiren's tuition."

After saying that, several young eunuchs were about to leave.

But they saw the woman suddenly blocking their way, "No, this is my maid's life-saving money, you can't take it away."

Several young eunuchs were stunned.

They didn't expect that such a beauty would be so ignorant of praise, and they didn't know that she was in such a state that she couldn't even afford such a small amount of money.

At that moment, the little eunuch also became angry and swung away Ru Meiren and pushed her to the ground.

Like a beautiful woman crying out in pain.

The little eunuchs looked at her with indifference, and even gave her a stern look: "A beauty who has no favor dares to come and compete with the family for silver. She is really tired of living."

After saying that, several people left with smiles.

The beauty's face turned pale, and tears immediately flowed down her face.

"Ugh...what should I do?"

"Come back, that's Que'er's life-saving money."

"Woooo..."

The sound was like the melodious oriole in the forest. When it reached my ears, it was so pleasant.

The corner of Yangchuan's mouth curled up, and there was a rare softness in his cold eyes.