Chapter 2: Beautiful Man

The person who occupied her "bed" was a very beautiful person.

Yes, she is beautiful, so beautiful that it is hard to tell whether she is male or female.

Yun Fu stared with her round cat-like pupils, and the man's appearance was reflected in her eyes.

Her eyebrows were like frost on distant mountains, her skin was as cold and white as snow, and there were spots of dried blood on her lips. Combined with her face, she looked beautiful with a sense of torture.

The moonlight flowed over the man's shoulders. His long black hair was not tied up with a crown and was scattered messily on the side of his face. His figure was as thin as a crane. Although he was very close, it seemed as if he was separated by the misty and rugged mountains in the distance.

She is so eye-catching, like a god from heaven.

Wei Rong only felt that a pair of fiery gazes were staring at him. If it were usual, the other person's eyeballs would have been in his hands long ago.

Now he was seriously injured and poisoned. He could not move at all. All he could see was blood. He could only wait quietly for his life to pass away.

Thinking that the other party had sent so many assassins and even took great pains to find the Thousand Bone Snake, with the purpose of killing him without fail, Wei Rong's mouth curled up slightly with a hint of sarcasm.

When Yun Fu came back to her senses from the beauty, she saw the curve of the man's mouth. She couldn't bear to think about how stunning this face would be with a smile if he opened his eyes.

It seems a pity that such a good-looking person died here.

Yunfu likes beautiful things very much, whether they are people or objects.

When I see a good-looking person, I will look at them a few more times, and when I see a good-looking thing, I will try my best to collect it.

The master also often said that she was the reincarnation of a sex maniac.

In response, Yun Fu said that she simply appreciates beautiful things.

And now, facing such a handsome man, watching his life slip away bit by bit, Yun Fu couldn't bear it.

With one easy jump, he landed on the man's chest.

Before Yun Fu could make the next move, the beautiful woman in front of him suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Yun Fu was so scared that she jumped down immediately to avoid the blood.

"Meow?" What happened?

Wei Rong only felt a pain in his chest, as if he was hit by a stone, and the blood clots in his chest were instantly knocked out.

Seeing the beauty vomiting blood, Yun Fu, who was not far away, was furious.

Why did he suddenly vomit blood? Did his injury get worse?

No matter what, she shouldn't have been the one to crush someone to the point of vomiting blood. She was just a cute little cat.

The blood clots on his chest were spit out, allowing Wei Rong to recover a little. With this little bit of strength, he tried hard to acupuncture his own blood vessels to control the poison spreading through his meridians.

The blood in front of my eyes was no longer blurry, and I could see the scene clearly.

A small warm yellow thing gradually came into Wei Rong's sight.

He saw a chubby little cat on a fallen beam right in front of him, staring at him with its head tilted.

The moonlight poured down, covering the little creature with a thin layer of white gauze, making the soft fur look even more fluffy.

"Meow?"

The little thing tilted its head and looked at it from a distance, letting out a soft cry.

The cry was like a handful of soft cotton, wrapping Wei Rong up completely, and the unbearable bone-gnawing pain in his body was slightly relieved.

Yun Fu watched this person wake up. Just as she thought, such a good-looking person looked even more beautiful after opening his eyes.

But such beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist, as if bright red blood would flow out of them in the next moment.

"Come...come here..."

Wei Rong was still lying on the hay mat, looking at the little guy sitting not far away staring at him, and opened his mouth, trying to call it over.

The voice is rough and hoarse, extremely unpleasant.

When Yun Fu heard the voice, she realized that the handsome man in front of her was actually a man.

Hearing his call, Yun Fu did not move and continued to look at him from a distance.

Although she likes beautiful things, Yun Fu knows one thing very well: the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

This is the truth she summed up from many experiences of blood and tears.

Wei Rong saw that the little guy didn't move and continued to stare at him.

Thinking of his current appearance, he knew that the little guy was afraid of him.

He stopped talking and just maintained the same posture, looking up at the little guy sitting not far away.

The cat has a chubby body and face, and its body is very clean. It looks like a round cat and does not look like a wild cat. It looks more like a pet raised by noble ladies in their boudoirs.

Yun Fu looked at the handsome man who was staring at her with his eyes open, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

The tips of her ears felt hot, and she turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Wei Rong looked at the kitten and turned its head away from him, feeling a little sorry.

I have the urge to straighten this little guy's face and continue looking at him.

Neither the man nor the cat spoke, and the dilapidated hut fell into silence.

Wei Rong didn't say anything because he no longer had the strength to speak. The wounds on his body caused by swords and knives were not a big deal. The most serious injury to him was the poison of the Thousand-Threaded Bone Snake.

The poison had already broken through his blood vessels and was rushing towards his heart. Looking at the hole in the roof and the growing moonlight, he thought...he might not be able to hold out until dawn.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a sarcastic arc. That's great...

Yun Fu saw that the man had woken up and thought that he should be fine, so she prepared to go out for a walk. Midnight is when kittens are most active.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I heard a muffled groan behind me, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Yun Fu turned her head and saw that the man who was originally lying on the straw mat had fallen to the ground. There were traces of vines on his neck and the back of his hands, spreading across his cold white skin.

Seeing this, Yun Fu was shocked, Thousand-Threaded Bone Snake Venom!!!

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Unlike the silence in the western suburbs, Jing'an City was in chaos at this time.

The guards in black armor surrounded the city gates.

The palace was lit with candles everywhere, as if it were daytime.

In the imperial study, the young emperor in bright yellow robes had a gloomy face and the anger in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"What do you mean by 'not found'?! With so many people, we can't even find one person! Do I support you for nothing?!!"

The secret guard in black nightgown half-knelt with his head lowered.

"Your Majesty, the people who injured Prince Wei this time were very ruthless. The ones we captured were all determined men. They committed suicide by taking poison before they could even start. I..."

"Go find him again!!! If anything happens to Wei Rong, you will all be beheaded!!!"

Ji Chenghe looked fierce as he watched the secret guard leave quietly, and he became even more nervous.

Zi Yang, please don't let anything happen to you...

On the other side, the Duke of Wei’s Mansion.

Inside the ancestral hall, a woman knelt upright on a mat, looking at the tablets placed on the altar with her hands, her face full of piety, and she was muttering something.

"May the ancestors of the Wei family bless Zi Yang and help him turn this disaster into a blessing..."

After the woman finished speaking, the nanny beside her immediately stepped forward and helped her up.

Just as he was about to light the three incense sticks in his hand, a gust of wind rushed into the ancestral hall, and one of the incense sticks broke into two pieces with a snap.

The sparks from the incense fell on the back of the woman's hand, and it turned red and hot instantly.

"Madam! Hands—" Nanny Jin was filled with panic upon seeing this.

Song Jinhe ignored him and just stared blankly at the broken incense in his hand. He felt a chill in his heart and his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Do you think my Zi Yang will return home safely?"