stealing from you

"Boy, let go!" Nie Tianxing broke Yuchen's palms one by one.

Ning Chengtian noticed that Yuchen's expression was wrong, his pupils gradually became dilated, and he collapsed soon.

Ye Zhou caught Yuchen and looked at the boy in his arms with a solemn expression.

The martial arts conference was going on as usual, Ning Chengtian stabilized the situation and calmed down the restless martial arts masters.

Cang Xue hugged Shan Chensan to watch the fun, occasionally watching the scene out of the corner of her eye.

Shen Yan followed Yun Hengzai to the guest house, there were already many people in the courtyard.

Ze Lan just came out, and he said directly to Ye Zhou, "I checked up and down, left and right, and he didn't wear a human skin mask."

Ye Zhou didn't speak.

Ze Lan saw his hesitation, and said: "In terms of human skin masks in the world, I think no one dares to be the number one. I'm sure, he, the little boy inside, definitely didn't use human skin masks to disguise himself!"

Seeing Ze Lan swearing and pointing at the room, Yun Heng stepped forward and asked, "How is his injury?"

Nie Tian, ​​who also came out of the house, walked to Shen Yan's side and said, "The arrow is quenched with a powerful anesthetic. Although it is not life-threatening, it is inevitable that you will sleep for two or three days."

Yun Heng knew it clearly, "It's okay, the most important thing this Jinghu Villa lacks is the room, and I will arrange someone to take care of him later."

"No need." Ye Zhou said, "I'll do it."

Ah Jing didn't understand, "My lord, why?" On the way here, Mo Wen made a side note, basically telling him that this young man named Yuchen was probably Lian Sheng whom he hadn't seen for three years.

But Ze Lan, who is proficient in the art of disguise, insisted that Yuchen didn't wear a human skin mask, so it can be concluded that Ye Zhou has identified the wrong person.

Besides, with Liansheng's temper, why would he kneel and kowtow?It's incredible.

For a stranger, why did Ye Zhou take care of him personally?

Yun Hengzai smiled meaningfully, "As you wish."

"I have nothing to do with me, so I'll leave." Because of Nie Tian, ​​Ze Lan didn't linger and walked quickly.

Shen Yan stroked his chin and said, "This boy's origin is unknown, and the time and place where he appeared is too coincidental."

"I'll find out." Yun Heng said.

Ah Jing suddenly let out an "ah", which attracted everyone's attention, "Old sect master!"

"..." He was so concerned with doubting Yuchen's identity that he forgot about it.

Mo Wen took Ah Jing back to watch the group arena match, and then both Shen Yan and Nie Tianxing left.

"Okay, this yard is left to you, you...you can do whatever you want." Yun Heng said softly to Ye Zhou, and then he also withdrew.

"..."

Ye Zhou turned and went into the room. On the bed, Yuchen was lying pale, his palm was cut by the arrow, bleeding so much, it must be very painful.

"If you're not Liansheng..." Ye Zhou muttered to himself, "Why do you give me the same feeling as him?"

Yuchen's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't wake up after all.

When Yuchen really opened his eyes, it was already morning three days later.

He woke up from hunger and got out of bed dizzily. He hurriedly grabbed the kettle on the table and poured it vigorously. After drinking enough, he went out in his unlined clothes.

A light breeze, very refreshing morning.

A hawk flew down from the roof and landed on Yuchen's raised arm belatedly.

Where did the harpy eagle come from Jinghu Villa?Yuchen was puzzled.

"It's called Xiao Hui, and it looks like it likes you very much." Ye Zhou came with food.

Xiao Hui flew to Ye Zhou's shoulder, raised her wings and combed her feathers.

Yuchen was confused: "What's wrong with me?"

"You were injured." Ye Zhou said succinctly, "I have been in a coma for three days."

"Three days..." Yuchen murmured secretly, something bad is going to happen.

Seeing his frown, Ye Zhou said, "If you have anything to do, you might as well talk about it after dinner."

Yuchen's stomach growled, forcing him to compromise.

After a while, Yuchen sat at the table, holding the porridge bowl and eating hard, biting off more than half of the steamed stuffed bun, his cheeks were bulging, and he ate eagerly.

"Slow down." Ye Zhou said.

Yuchen turned a deaf ear to it, devoured the food across the table, wiped his mouth after eating, and said, "I'm done."

Ye Zhou raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"Let me go." Yuchen looked directly into his eyes.

"Wait until you recover from your injury." Ye Zhou pointed to his hand that was still wrapped in white cloth.

Yuchen frowned: "This injury is not a problem."

Ye Zhou said firmly: "You were hurt because of me, do you think I can let you go with peace of mind?"

"..." Yuchen was speechless.

"I will take care of you until your wound is completely healed." Ye Zhou said.

"..." Yuchen stared at him for a long while, and finally showed that signature smile that was so pissed off, "I'm sorry."

On that day, the martial arts tournament ended, and no one could defeat Ning Chengtian. The masters came full of hope and returned with disappointment.

In the evening of the same day, a young man named Xingwu came to the door and asked to see Yuchen by name.

Yunheng let him in at the discretion, and Xingwu came to Yuchen unimpeded all the way.

Yuchen gave Xingwu a plump white bead the size of a grape, and said with a trace of sadness: "I can't go back for the time being, you...say hello for me."

"I see." There was no expression on Xingwu's face from the beginning to the end. He glanced at Yuchen's injured hand, took the things and left without saying anything.

Ye Zhou saw it. Although he was very curious about the relationship between Xingwu and Yuchen, he didn't ask, but said to Yuchen: "It's getting cold, let's go to the house and rest early."

Yuchen was very obedient, went back to the house, and closed the door firmly.