The darkness in Jing Xuanjue's eyes deepened, as if he was a demon from hell. He looked at the person on the bed and pulled off the transparent black lace pajamas.
Yueji's wails and pleas echoed throughout the room, but the people behind her didn't hear anything.
Jingxuan definitely liked Gong Moxue, an assassin and a master, but this kind of love was hidden deep in his heart.
Since young, Gong Moxue's comprehension was stronger than others and her training was outstanding. However, his personality was extremely cold, and he kept people a thousand miles away.
He was her master, a proud man.
She was his slave, his subordinate, his person.
In this world, he was the only one who could order her around and decide her life and death. No one could overstep his authority.
Jing Xuanjue vented all his anger and killing intent on Yueji.
The rain outside the window was like a curtain, and the room was filled with spring light. They wailed in pain and begged for mercy.
On the second day, the sky was clear. The sky after the rain was especially fresh. It was blue and dustless. White clouds floated in the air, as fresh as a painting.
Yi Xiucheng was the first to run out and headed straight for the courtyard.
Yi Xiucheng picked up the person on the ground. At this moment, Gong Moxue was drenched, her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and her pale face made one's heart ache.
A hint of pity flashed across Yi Xiucheng's beautiful peach blossom eyes. Even though this woman was in such a sorry state, her peerlessly beautiful appearance still made one's heart flutter. It was just too bad.
Yi Xiucheng hugged the body and felt a burning sensation in his palm. He hurriedly turned his head and looked in the direction of the hall."Ze, she has a high fever. Call the doctor quickly.”
Hearing this voice, Lan Lingze's thin lips pursed slightly. His sharp eyes did not have a trace of warmth.
Leng Zeye, who was watching from the side, clenched his fists slightly. Wasn't he a doctor? However, at this moment, this cold fellow didn't say anything, so he couldn't do anything. Leng Zeye stood there hesitantly.
"Hey, are the two of you still human? She was drenched in the rain last night, and now she's in a coma with a high fever.”Yi Xiucheng said angrily as he picked up the person on the ground and was about to walk into the house.
"If someone dies, then what about my father's life?”Lan Lingze's cold words shocked everyone.
Yi Xiucheng, who had just taken two steps, stood there in a daze, unsure whether to advance or retreat.
Although he felt that the woman in his arms was pitiful, Lan Lingze was his brother. His father had also lost his life because of this woman.
"I can't be bothered to care about your matters." Yi Xiucheng's handsome brows furrowed slightly. He placed the unconscious Gong Moxue on the ground and turned to walk towards the door.
Leng Zeye was already bored, so when he saw Yi Xiucheng leave, he quickly followed behind.
Instead of watching this cold fellow punish a woman, it was better to leave quickly.
Lan Lingze's cold eyes looked at Gong Moxue, who was lying on the ground not far away, and a vicious glint flashed across his eyes.""Annan, throw her into the pool.”
His voice was cold and unquestionable.
Behind him, Annan hesitated for a moment, and his eyes could not help but glance at the person on the ground.
Although this woman was indeed pitiful and he knew that his young master's methods of torture were extremely cruel, An Nan still could not bear to throw such a high fever and unconscious person into the pool.
"Is your heart aching?" Lan Lingze's obsidian-like eyes slowly narrowed.
"Yes, Young Master." An Nan did not dare to hesitate. He understood his young master's character the best. If he did not take action, he would probably be the one to suffer.
"Bang!" Gong Moxue fell into the pool like a beautiful arc.# specific
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