When Jiang Yueyang walked out, what she saw was Ye Wuhen kneeling on one knee on the ground with his hands raised and the Qingming sword pointing at his neck.
"Brother...Brother, can you please put the sword away? Don't you remember the last time we met? Your girl and I are...friends."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wuhen caught a glimpse of Jiang Yueyang standing at the door with her hands raised, watching the show.
"Jiang Yueyang, please explain it to me."
Seeing Ye Wuhen was about to stand up, Qingming immediately moved the sword in his hand closer to his neck.
Ye Wuhen swallowed and dared not move anymore.
Jiang Yueyang asked, "What did he do?"
Qingming replied without even turning his head: "Girl, he sneaked in over the wall."
"Why are you climbing over the wall instead of just going through the door?"
Ye Wuhen acted innocent, "Do you think I want to climb over the wall? It's because your servants won't let me in."
A few minutes ago, Ye Wuhen came to find Jiang Yueyang.
As a result, the gatekeeper heard him coming to see Jiang Yueyang, glanced at him, and had him driven away.
He had no choice but to climb over the wall.
"Qingming, let him get up."
Qingming retracted the sword, and Ye Wuhen slowly stood up.
Although he knew Qingming was no match for him, he came here to ask for help, so he had to keep the right attitude.
Jiang Yueyang asked: "Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"My father is coming back, and I want to ask you for a favor."
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Ye Wuhen had said last time that the original owner's father was not only a martial arts expert, but also extremely cruel.
If he found out that Ye Wuhen was not his son, Ye Wuhen would probably die a miserable death.
After all, they are from the same world, so Jiang Yueyang thought she would help if she could.
"How do you want me to help you?"
Ye Wuhen made a pistol gesture, "Can you buy this?"
He wanted Jiang Yueyang to buy him a pistol, which he could use to save his life if his life was really in danger.
Jiang Yueyang looked at him expressionlessly, wondering in her mind whether or not to buy him a pistol.
She has confirmed with Xiaogua that the relentless hunt has been cancelled.
Ye Wuhen is indeed an ordinary college student who traveled from the modern era.
As things stand, he is trustworthy.
But a pistol is something very serious, so she has to be extremely cautious.
Jiang Yueyang asked: [Xiaogua, is what he said true? ]
[Yes. His subordinates secretly reported to his father that he has been acting abnormal recently.]
These past few days, Ye Wuhen really couldn't pretend anymore, so he just gave up and went back to being his original self.
Then, his men felt that he had become a different person and became even more afraid.
"You can buy it, right?" Ye Wuhen looked at her eagerly, "Miss~"
As soon as Jiang Yueyang saw his expression, she knew he was going to act like a spoiled brat again, so she quickly spoke out to stop him, "Shut up."
Ye Wuhen puffed up his cheeks in grievance.
Jiang Yueyang raised her hand to support her forehead, "Come in with me."
"Okay!" Ye Wuhen ran over happily.
In the living room of the room, the two sat opposite each other, and Ye Wuhen was waiting for Jiang Yueyang to speak with a slightly nervous look.
"I can buy you a pistol..."
"Really? Thank you!"
Jiang Yueyang added, "But you have to pay for the pistol yourself. Also, I will only leave one bullet for you."
Ye Wuhen sighed. He knew it wouldn't be so smooth. Jiang Yueyang still wasn't completely confident in him.
He could understand that; after all, one should always be on guard against others.
"One bullet is too few." Ye Wuhen held up two fingers, "Can you leave two for me? I've never touched a gun in my life, and I'm afraid I can't shoot accurately."
"OK!"
The system spoke like a ghost, [When did the host become so easy to talk to? ]
Jiang Yueyang rolled her eyes and said, "I was originally planning to give him two bullets. I said only one because I knew he would bargain.
If one of the two bullets fails to kill someone, the remaining one can be used to commit suicide without being tortured to death.
Ye Wuhen: “…”
Thank you for thinking so carefully for me!
System: The host is still the same host.
Jiang Yueyang stretched out her hand towards Ye Wuhen. After Ye Wuhen was stunned for a moment, he took out a jewel-studded dagger from his waist and placed it in her hand.
"This dagger can cut through iron like mud. See if it's enough. If not, I'll fill it up."
When Jiang Yueyang saw the gems on it, she knew it was enough without taking it to the mall for appraisal.
"That's enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and then a pistol appeared.
She removed the magazine, leaving only two of the seven bullets.
Ye Wuhen took the pistol from her nervously. Before traveling through time, he had only touched a toy gun.
Otherwise, it's just playing with virtual fake guns in some competitive game.
Jiang Yueyang reminded: "Be careful, don't let the gun go off accidentally and shoot yourself."
Ye Wuhen: “…”
After Ye Wuhen got the pistol, he chatted with Jiang Yueyang for a few words before climbing over the wall and leaving.
When Song Xihe arrived at Lanyue Pavilion panting, he happened to see that scene.
She held up her skirt and ran to Jiang Yueyang, asking tentatively, "Yangyang, who was that person just now?"
"One..." Jiang Yueyang paused, then squinted at her, "Why are you asking this?"
Song Xihe avoided her gaze guiltily and laughed, "Aren't I just worried about you?"
"Worried about me? Why do I feel like you care about him?" Jiang Yueyang shook her head, "Aunt, are you falling in love with someone else so quickly?"
Song Xihe didn't know how to answer. She and Fang Yu'an hadn't been getting along very well these past few days.
Fang Yu'an is too polite, too formal, and a bit boring.
Wow...I seem to really like bad guys.
The system said: [Host, I have to say that your aunt's vision is as vicious as ever. The people she has set her eyes on are more dangerous than the last. This time it turns out to be Ye Wuhen, who was born as a killer.]
Hearing this, Song Xihe was stunned.
Forget it, she should choose a husband in the future who she doesn’t like, because that way his character is more reliable.
No, why would Yangyang associate with the killer?
Jiang Yueyang: [Little melon, things are different now. The Ye Wuhen of today is not the Ye Wuhen of the past. If he is what we expect, he is actually quite compatible with my aunt. He just needs to change his bad habits of being eager to get married and giving himself away.]
Song Xihe was puzzled. What did this mean?
Is Ye Wuhen a good person or a bad person?
At this time, noisy footsteps and the sound of moving came from the other side of the courtyard wall.
Jiang Yueyang looked over curiously, "Qingzhi, go up and see what's happening next door."
Qingzhi was about to fly up the wall when Song Xihe said, "When I came in just now, I saw several carriages going to the next door. It should be the family next door who moved back."
"Oh? You moved back?"
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