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For a whole day, Yan Zichen just quietly looked at Murong Yu's sleeping face.She didn't wake up Murong Yu until the evening when Wuming sent someone to invite them to dinner.

The two held hands, and walked leisurely to the dining place, as if they were really visiting guests, without any feeling of being reduced to a prisoner.

The table was full of exquisite meals, and Wuming was sitting at the head seat, sipping wine leisurely.

Wu Ming is a rare beauty, so it looks quite seductive.

If the annoying things he did were ignored, Murong Yu would be quite happy to make friends with him.

The two sat down naturally, Murong Yu picked up the wine in front of him and put it in his mouth, but Yan Zichen held his hand down.

"You are injured and cannot drink."

So Murong Yu obediently put down the wine glass.

Seeing this, Wuming laughed out loud, "Unexpectedly, you are still a fearful person!"

Murong Yu didn't deny it, and asked him: "Tell me, what will I have to do to release him?"

Wuming said with a smile that was not a smile: "Didn't I say it before, I will trade your life for hers. Could it be that you are afraid?"

Murong Yu frowned, and said: "You send her back safely first, then I will give my little life with both hands."

Yan Zichen's face was pale, and he tightly grabbed Murong Yu's sleeve, "Have you ever thought about what I will do if you die!"

Murong Yu looked down at the wine glass, at this moment, she dared not face Yan Zichen.

Wuming poured another glass of wine for himself, "Do you think, now, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

Both of them were shocked, yes, they are indeed not qualified to negotiate conditions with Wuming.

"What do you want?" Murong Yu looked at Wuming with a sullen face.

Wuming smiled evilly, "Well, don't say I won't give you a chance. As long as you kill someone for me, you will be let go after the matter is done."

Yan Zichen asked, "Why don't you go by yourself?"

Nameless: "Because, I am not his opponent."

Yan Zichen was angry, "She can't even beat you, how can she kill someone stronger than you!"

Wuming disapproved, "Use your brains, it's always possible."

Seeing Murong Yu's face remained sullen, Wuming said again: "What do you want? If you want, as a show of sincerity, I can tell you how to get rid of the cold poison on her body."

Murong Yu's eyes lit up, and he asked: "Is this true?"

"As soon as a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to chase."

Murong Yu thought for a while, and said: "I can promise you, but I have one more request. If I kill that person, in the future, you are not allowed to disturb the life of my eldest brother and sister-in-law."

Wuming smiled bitterly and said: "You can negotiate conditions, that's good. On the other hand, if you can't kill that person, I will not only take her life, but I will not let you Murong's family go. How dare you bet on that person?" A gamble?"

The gamble was too high, Murong Yu didn't dare to gamble.

"I can not."

Wuming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You are honest, but, this bet, you have to bet if you bet, or you have to bet if you don't bet. This is the chance I gave you. If you kill him, you can live freely in the future. I won't bother you anymore. If you can't kill them, at most you will pay for your own life, after all, I have the intention to kill them myself."

"Are you not afraid that I will tell that man that you want to kill him?"

"So, I want to keep your sweetheart by my side as a hostage!"

Murong Yu: "..."

It seems that she is riding a tiger.

Before the absolute power gap, she didn't even have the qualifications to resist.

In the end, she gave in.

"Don't hurt them, I will do my best to help you."

"I'll send you there in three days. From tomorrow onwards, come find me in the study when you wake up, and I'll tell you something important." After Wuming finished speaking, he took out a bottle of pill from his bosom and handed it to Murong Yu, "You should take good care of your health in the past few days."

Murong Yu took the elixir and picked up chopsticks to eat.

As far as Zichen was concerned, the meal was tasteless after all.

After returning home, feeling the depression of the people around her, Murong Yu couldn't help asking: "Why are you so depressed?"

"You obviously don't have to worry about me, why did you send it to my door for him to use?"

Murong Yu held Yan Zichen's hand tightly, and said, "I said I would take good care of you, how can I break my promise?"

Yan Zichen's expression was complicated, "Murong Yu, you don't have to be so nice to me..."

Murong Yu said seriously: "Because I don't know if I will meet you in the next life, so in this life, only in this way, I will have no regrets."

Hearing what Murong Yu said, she threw herself into Murong Yu's arms, choked up and said, "You must, you must come back alive!"

"Don't worry, I will." Murong Yu comforted her by patting her on the back.

Before going to bed, Murong Yu took the medicine given by Wu Ming.

As far as Zichen is concerned, he has been tugging on Murong Yu, refusing to let go.

The next day, Murong Yu woke up early, took off the bandages on his body, and found that the wound had healed.

The nameless medicine is really miraculous, stronger than her own body's ability to repair.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and finally, she could take a bath.

Fang lightly moved out of the door, took a good bath, and found Wuming under the guidance of the maid.

Seeing Murong Yu, Wuming teased and said: "It's so early to wake up, I thought you would be addicted to gentleness and won't be able to get up!"

Murong Yu blushed slightly, "Hurry up and get down to business, I want to come back alive."

Wuming took a painting from the bookshelf and spread it on the table.

Murong Yu took a closer look and found the person in the painting, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, plump and handsome, full of energy, holding a scimitar.

Just looking closely, the chill in his eyes couldn't help but make Murong Yu shiver.

It feels fierce.

It looks good too.

Also, it looks familiar.

This is what Murong Yu thought after seeing the portrait.

Nameless said: "This is the person I want you to kill."

Murong Yu guessed it.

Nameless said again: "He is my fourth uncle, named Yu Qing."

This, Murong Yu never expected.

"Is he like this now?"

Nameless nodded.

Murong Yu took a deep breath, "Your family, do you all look so good-looking!"

Wuming smiled and said: "The most beautiful of our parents should be my cousin. At that time, I will send you to her side, you need to gain her trust. In this way, killing my fourth uncle Much simpler."

Then another portrait was taken out.

This time, Murong Yu was stunned and speechless.

Because, she has dreamed of the person in the painting more than once.

Every time I dream about her, it's the same scene.

That woman, holding a long whip, is personable and heroic.

In front of her was a giant python with a height of three people. The giant python opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to swallow her into its belly.

But she wasn't afraid at all.

She danced the whip dexterously, hitting the whip again and again, which made the giant python tremble.

In that dream, there was no self, only her, and that terrifying giant python.

Ever since I was a child, I have dreamed of that scene again and again.

Her body seemed out of her control, and her heart ached.

She clutched her chest tightly and murmured, "Wang Chuan..."

Seeing this, the smile on Wuming's face deepened, "Yes, her name is Wang Chuan, and she is my cousin."

Murong Yu frowned, why would she know her name?Why do you dream of her so many times?Why, the heart hurts so much?

Wangchuan...

Who is it?

Why does the thought of this name cause endless pain to spread in the body?

One question after another made her breathless.

Wuming looked at her like this, and didn't say a word to disturb her, just stood aside and watched her quietly.

It seems that some things are simpler than he imagined.

After a long time, Murong Yu calmed down.

Nameless took her to another place.

Looking at the pitch black water in the bath, Murong Yu frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"In the past three days, you will spend three hours here every day."

Murong Yu swallowed, "Isn't it? So dirty!"

Wuming's good-tempered explanation: "This water is not dirty, you must soak it, otherwise you will not even be able to enter my family. Besides, this water can also cleanse your marrow and tendons, and improve your cultivation."

Murong Yu wanted to say something more, but Wuming squinted his eyes and threatened: "Don't you want to relieve the cold poison on her body?"

So Murong Yu said dejectedly: "I'll soak...you go out first..."

Wuming left satisfied, and before leaving, he said: "It will hurt a little, bear with it."

He also considerately left two maids waiting outside the door.

When Murong Yu was sitting in the bathtub, he really wanted to yell, is this a bit painful?

Wave after wave of pain hit her limbs, and no part of her body could be avoided, as if all the bones in her body had been torn apart and crushed together again.

Clenching her teeth to hold back the pain after another, the short three hours made her feel so long.

When the time came, she was carried back to her room by two maids.

so embarrassing...

When Yan Zichen saw that Murong Yu was paralyzed on the bed after being carried back, he couldn't help worrying, "How did you become like this!"

Murong Yu's face was pale, but he still smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Then fell asleep.

Yan Zichen silently stood by her side.

Murong Yu had that dream again that he hadn't had for a long time.

In the dream, that person still had the same demeanor.

And she seemed to hear her heart say: "Wang Chuan, I'm sorry."

That voice was his own, but it didn't seem to be his own.