Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 133 The Female Venerable Head Card (17)

A thunderstorm exploded over the courtyard, and the showers roared.

The boy and the attendants hurried into the house and came out with oil-paper umbrellas, and supported the master on them.

Fu Xu also opened the umbrella, and put the umbrella on Yun Yan's head regardless of getting wet.

The heavy rain poured down on the rubble of the eaves, pattering like weeping and complaining.

The rainwater fell along the ribs of the umbrella and fell on the ground covered with bluestone slabs, splashing everywhere.

The thunder and lightning split the overwhelming dark clouds, and the silver light shone on everyone's faces.

"For my father to force you! You are the one who wants to force me to death." Father Mu pointed to the sky, "cough...listen, listen, you are acting like an unfilial daughter, coughcough...you can't even see God down."

The commander-in-chief burst out laughing, it was nothing more than thunder and rain, but he could still pull out the will of God, admiration.

This thunderbolt awakened Mu Zhili.

Mu Zhili got up and pushed away the boy holding the umbrella. The rain hit her body and soon wetted her clothes. She raised her head and let the rain slide down her cheeks, muttering to herself, "Yes, it's all God's will. .”

Father Mu hurriedly asked the boy to hold an umbrella for her, but she pushed him away again.

She knelt down to Mu Mu and said loudly, "Mother! Look, it's all God's will!"

【Hahahahahahaha, host, you almost killed me laughing. 】An army was turned against.

"..." Mu Zhili was taken aback by his smile, almost failing.

Mother Mu was startled all of a sudden, her heart shrank suddenly, she looked at her daughter kneeling in the rain with a dazed expression, God's will...

Mu Zhili suddenly took out the dagger from his sleeve, removed the scabbard, put the knife on his neck, and said solemnly: "It's God's will, how dare you not obey, since mother and father are determined to go against the sky, then the daughter can only use this life to repay God's will." .”

Father Mu was so frightened that his lips turned pale, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face. He cried, "Zhili, what are you doing!"

Mu Mu also said coldly: "Put down the knife!"

Mu Zhili knelt on the ground, just staring at Mu's mother, "Mother knows what my daughter wants and why, if you don't agree, since that's the case, this is the only way for my child to have both."

No, no!
Yun Yan shook his head, he frantically ran to Mu Zhili and knelt down, "Miss, you must not, it is the slave's fault if you make a thousand mistakes, a slave has a life, it is not worth you to be a slave, miss, put down the knife quickly. "

Mu Zhili put the dagger on his neck without moving, "Whether it's worth it or not, only I know, you have to live well in this life."

Yun Yan didn't dare to move, but shook his head desperately, "Don't..."

"Mother, father, the child is not filial, and I will repay the kindness of you two in the next life." She resolutely said.

Raising the dagger, he made a gesture of committing suicide.

Don't...don't!
Yun Yan's eyes were about to split, and he quickly grabbed the blade.

Immediately afterwards Mu Mu's flustered voice said: "I agree! I agree..."

【Successful. 】

"The bet won."

Yun Yan was still holding the dagger, seeing that she was motionless, regardless of the blood dripping from both hands, he put the knife into the scabbard and put it in his arms, afraid of grabbing her sleeve, "Miss...Miss..."

He cried out, the blood on his hands stained her sleeves red, and the blood smeared all over the ground along with the rain. Fortunately, if... If it was a step later, then he really lost everything.

Father Mu's legs were weak and he almost fell to the ground, but was supported by a servant.

At this moment, she couldn't care less about the injury on Yun Yan's hand, but just kowtowed again, "Mother understands the righteousness, thank you for your help."

Seeing that she was fine, Father Mu relaxed his tense nerves, and before he could say a word of reproach, he passed out.

Another flurry of people turned around.

The doctor was invited to say that he was out of breath, and then he fell into a coma. After the needle was applied, Mu Fu woke up faintly. Mu Zhili knelt down and confessed his mistake. What else could Father Mu say, as long as the person is fine.

Mu Zhili went back to apply the wound medicine, changed into dry clothes, and then went to Yun Yan's residence.

The lights in the house were still on.

Mu Zhili put the oil-paper umbrella by the door and knocked on the door. The door opened from the inside. It was Yun Yan who was wearing a middle coat and a coat.

When he saw that it was Mu Zhili, he was flustered for a moment. He quickly straightened his clothes and took a few steps back. He hasn't figured out how to face her yet.

She regards herself as life, but he has been just using her all the time. Now that he has recovered, he is full of guilt for her, "It's so late, Miss is still injured, I should go back to rest earlier Bar."

Seeing that his hands had been bandaged, Mu Zhili breathed a sigh of relief, "I want to talk to you, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Yun Yan didn't say anything to let her into the room.

The two were in a stalemate, and Fu Xu brought footwashing water from the small kitchen.

Seeing Mu Zhili here, he bowed and said, "Miss."

Mu Zhili took it and said, "Go down first."

Such a big thing happened today, and he is still a little bit in a dream, knowing that they must have a lot to say, so Fu Xu stepped back voluntarily.

Mu Zhili raised the water basin, "You plan to let me stand at the door like this?"

He wanted to take it, but was stopped by Mu Zhili, "The wound on your hand was just treated, I'll take care of it."

"The gun on Miss's body?" Yun Yan didn't know where to put his hands, so he stood a few steps into the room restrainedly.

Obviously before tonight, he could still be in the same room with her with a calm demeanor, but he was a little afraid to make such a mess.

"It's okay, it's just a few flesh wounds." Mu Zhili put down the basin, "Sit down, the water should be cold after standing for a while."

He nodded in a daze, and subconsciously sat on the stool and took off his shoes and socks. His hands were stained with water, and his palms were so painful that he gasped. Touching his feet made him even more restless, how should he tell her that only his own wife can see a man's feet.

"Why are you so careless." Mu Zhili pressed him to keep him from moving, and untied the plain yarn from his hand.

"Hiss." He gasped in pain.

The wound is a bit deep, why use so much strength, she frowned and asked, "Where is the medicine for the wound?"

He pointed to the cabinet, "In the top drawer."

Mu Zhili applied the medicine for him, wrapped it in a new plain gauze, looked at him with a slight smile and said, "I heard that men have to embroider the hijab for big weddings by themselves."

Yun Yan looked at her in astonishment.

Mu Zhili chuckled and rubbed his cheeks, "Since my parents have agreed, shall we put the matter of getting married on the agenda?"

Yun Yan is still stupid.

The number on the progress bar dropped to 938. Mu Zhili grabbed his hair, "In order not to delay the marriage, Mr. Yun, you have to heal the injury on your hand quickly, why are you in a daze?"

The pain from his scalp gave him a slight reaction. As a man from a brothel, he would be looked down upon if he married a trafficker and a pawn as a husband, but now he can win her pity and become a real husband. The blessings of repair.

He lowered his head and said, "I want to ask Miss a word."

Mu Zhili said kindly, "Say it."

(End of this chapter)