Chapter 335: The Humble Mute Maid (3)

Miss Fang, now the Young Mistress of the Yuan Family, pretended to see nothing and wiped away the tears from his cheeks. When she put down the wedding veil, she couldn't help crying softly.

She should have known that he was unwilling to marry her and shouldn't have any expectations of him. But on this happy day, his tears clearly told her that he didn't even have a place for her in his heart.

He was really cruel.

As she thought, she took off her hairpins and rings.

Since she married into the Yuan family, she was a member of the Yuan family. There was no reason for her to go home and continue to be a lady. He and her met later, he didn't know her, and naturally he couldn't see the good side of her. Everyone says that a journey of a thousand miles reveals a horse's strength, and time reveals a person's heart. So she naturally had to adopt such an attitude. But she was afraid that he would hide from her and completely ignore her after marriage, so she would definitely do something to make him give up such thoughts.

She washed off all the powder on her face and took out a small dark green box. Inside was the love fragrance prepared by her mother. As long as it was applied on the body, it could make men have direct desires and even cheer up impotent men.

She took out a whole box and applied it on her neck, behind her ears, and wrists. She evenly applied it and lay down beside him.

She didn't care whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk tonight. She didn't care who his heart belonged to, but she must get him.

Yuan Shiqi, who smelled the fragrance, covered her body with his man's instinct, and she pulled down the red embroidered curtain on the bed as she wished.

Unlike this place where the red quilt was turned over, Yan Que was guarding the mute girl at this moment, not daring to leave.

The genius doctor had diagnosed that she had drunk diluted Hedinghong, and induced vomiting and cleared her stomach and intestines and took a pill to eliminate all poisons. Whether she could wake up was unknown, and whether she could survive after waking up was even more unpredictable.

"Mr. Yan..." Chen Sheng, who saw his sad state, wanted to say something but stopped.

"Mr. Chen, you should go out first." The genius doctor stopped him.

"Alas..." Chen Sheng looked at Yan Que again, and then quietly retreated.

It is rumored that Yan Que refused to inherit the throne because of a mute girl. How could he be so stupid that he didn't connect the dots.

"She will wake up, right?" Yan Que held her hand tightly, with a hint of madness in his expression.

The doctor glanced at the woman on the bed, her eyes were still closed, her lips were slightly purple, she closed her eyes compassionately, sighed softly, and walked out the door.

"You will wake up." Yan Que held her hand tighter, "You will definitely wake up, right? I owe you so much, how can you avenge me if you don't wake up?"

The person on the bed didn't give him any response, he still didn't give up, and continued: "At the beginning, you were willing to go through fire and water for me, and you didn't care if your throat like an oriole was harmed. At that time, you loved me so much, I don't believe you will completely let me go! I don't believe it! I won't believe it unless I die!"

As he spoke, he couldn't bear it anymore.

She was an orphan, and she was determined to repay his kindness. At that time, he was a famous idle and dissolute prince, but he actually had other ambitions.

He found a group of helpless boys and girls and had them specially trained to be killers. She stood out from them. He also gave her a name and surname as a reward.

She was the best trapper he had trained, but not the best killer. She obeyed his orders, but she demanded to do her best in everything. He thought it was her personality at first, but the first thing she did after surviving a trapping mission was to take credit for it. In the process, he slowly discovered her feelings for him.

But he was born in the royal family since he was a child, and he had seen all kinds of beauties around him, so he naturally wouldn't care about such a little woman. Even if she tried her best to complete every task to please him.

The emperor died, and the nine dragons competed for the throne, but his uncle also wanted to get a piece of the pie. Therefore, he sent her out to assassinate the fourth prince who had the greatest chance of winning, but he didn't expect that the other party had already laid a net waiting for him.

Her voice was destroyed by her nephew, the fourth emperor, and her hands and feet were cut, stripped of clothes and thrown into the street. The purpose was of course to destroy his face. She was determined to repay him, so she would not cause trouble for him. She was also going to commit suicide by taking poison that day, but her teeth were broken alive. When his men came to report, he felt distressed for the first time.

He originally planned to have someone bring her back after a while, but when he went to look for her again, she was nowhere to be found. Unexpectedly, she came to the original mansion in Hangzhou.

He didn't dare to think about what she had experienced along the way, but when he met her again, he felt mixed joy and guilt. He successfully survived the battle for the throne, but he always felt guilty about an orphan named Wei Shiyi.

"I promise you, as long as you wake up, I will give you my life even if you want it." He lowered his eyes to cover up his emotions, and continued: "You know me, I never break my promise."

Therefore, he didn't notice that the eyelashes of the mute girl lying on the bed trembled.

"You don't know how much I regretted that day. I knew he was cunning, but I still wanted you to carry out the mission. But you knew you were going to die, why didn't you resist? Is my kindness of a meal really worth the price of your life?"

Yan Que asked her, and also asked himself.

Since she "disappeared", there has been no one who is truly kind to him around him. He also realized what kind of precious affection he missed.

"Don't you hate me?" He put her hand on his forehead, "If you don't hate me, why don't you open your eyes and look at me? If you don't hate me, why do you want to take poison when you see me. Why? Tell me why you are doing this?"

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed, and the bright red blood stained the golden embroidery thread red.

"You just hate me and blame me, so you avoid me. Run from Zhuzhou to Hangzhou. If you don't hate me..." He stared at the handkerchief stained with red, "I hope you are alive."

He didn't dare to ask for anything, but only hoped that from now on, she would live well.

"You must live." He clenched her hand and confessed, "Even if you hate me, resent me, even if you want to kill me, as long as you live, I have nothing else to ask for."

The mute girl on the bed slowly opened her eyes, staring at him with a pair of clear eyes, which made him panic. He almost forgot that she was the most qualified trapper.

He woke up, but did nothing, just stared at her.

She suddenly jumped up from the bed and appeared beside him at the speed of an arrow, with a sharp wooden hairpin against his artery.

(End of this chapter)