"He Yu?"
The girl tilted her head back, a breeze brushing against her brows. Her eyes were dim, and her brows curved. "Is that you?"
A sweet summer breeze blew, the figure floated, and there was nothing under the palm.
He Yu took two steps back and stood still: "I did find out some of what you said... Apart from that, do you have any predictions about anything else?"
Xihe: “…”
She sat there with her head down, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the hem of her skirt: "What do you mean?"
I kind of regretted saying I'd predicted it. At this rate, was she destined to become a fortune teller? Would she have to invent a master? Or was it some divine intervention that landed her a great opportunity?
Emmmm, just thinking about it will tell you that there will be endless troubles.
He Yu narrowed his sharp eyes. "It's rumored that anyone who obtains the 'Ascension Chart' can ascend to immortality with a sword. What do you think about this?"
Although it is a legend that has been passed down for hundreds of years, it has intensified recently. Some people have even set their sights on Luoyun Villa, saying that Luoyun Villa produces a sword master every hundred years, which must be the credit of the Ascension Book!
Of course, most senior executives would not believe such nonsense.
But he just needed to know from her whether someone would take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble and what the consequences would be. Since she could predict the future, she couldn't just know her own affairs and not know the bigger picture, right?
He Yu's eyes fell on the girl's slender, white neck.
Xihe: ...
What do I think? You might as well ask Yuan Fang.
Xihe picked at her skirt in distress, unsure whether to mess with her fortune teller persona. Most importantly, this bastard was so cold and indifferent to her now. What if something went wrong...
He Yu frowned slightly: "Why don't you answer?"
"My feet hurt."
Xi He raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "He Yu, my foot hurts so much, can you help me take a look?"
Damn precognition, let her get away with it first.
He Yu subconsciously looked at her feet. Xihe was not wearing shoes, and there was a little blood seeping from the ankles of her white socks... He strode forward, staring at her ankles: "Hasn't it already scabbed over a long time ago?"
Xihe sobbed and said pitifully, "I don't know."
In fact, it was because she was a chaste woman and had gone into the water so many times that the wound did not heal well to begin with, and after further disturbance, it became even more serious.
He Yu pursed her lips and said nothing. She stepped forward and raised her hand to take off her socks. In the process, she accidentally pulled the wound. Xi He's face turned pale instantly, and she shook her trembling legs: "It hurts."
He twitched his legs and tried to pull back, but He Yu held him down, "Don't move!"
With a serious face, he took off his socks little by little.
The hideous wound was torn and bloody, and He Yu's fingertips trembled. He was a man who usually wouldn't move an eyelid even when blood splattered on his head, but for the first time, he didn't know how to start.
He Yu took a deep breath: "I'll apply medicine for you."
He held her legs, took out the healing powder from his bosom, and sprinkled it gently on the wound.
After cleaning, he checked the other foot again. Sure enough, the condition was similar. He applied medicine to both feet. "It's done."
Getting no response, he turned around to look. The girl was sprawled on the mat, eyes tightly closed, sweating profusely from the pain. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she bit her lip tightly and said nothing.
He Yu's lips straightened and his face was tense.
After a long pause, he stood up, picked up the man by the waist, and went into the house.
Xihe put her arms around his neck, buried her head in his arms, and her body trembled slightly.
The room was empty, the bed was placed in a corner, the quilt was folded crookedly, and there were many deep and shallow bloodstains on the walls and the floor.
He Yu felt depressed, and when his clothes were pulled again, he did not have the courage to pull away.
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