After Kicking Ming Ye, He Cried and Begged Me To Hug Him Every Night!

  Ming Siyan lowered his head and kissed Jinxi's forehead, his voice was very soft: "I will always be by your side."

   Jin and Past leaned in his arms, without saying anything.

  Back to the room that had been arranged earlier, he personally cleaned her body, and after carefully avoiding the wound, he disinfected and applied medicine to her wound.

  From the beginning to the end, she lay there, as if she was asleep, and her eyes rarely trembled slightly.

   "I've checked the injuries on your body. Except for these two deep spots on your arms, the other places are all flesh wounds. The person who did it is very measured. It will be fine after a few days of care, and there will be no problems."

  In fact, the wound on the arm just looks more hideous, and it doesn't really hurt the bone.

  He said that in order to alleviate the past and present's aversion to Jinzheng.

   Unexpectedly, Jin and Past, who had been unresponsive all this time, suddenly opened his eyes.

  In her black and white eyes, there is a heavy shadow at this time, driving her whole body to be full of hostility.

   "You want to say that he is showing mercy to me?"

   "I didn't say that, look at your wounds."

   "Do you think if he doesn't hit me today, Gongsun Yue will be against me?"

of course not.

  What happened today, no matter how you think about it, it is suspected that Imezheng did it deliberately.

  It seems that he doesn't want to see the past and present here, and wants to force her to leave in this way.

   But this is only Ming Siyan's feeling, not sure, and naturally there is no way to say it.

  How could the present and the past not understand what he meant?

  She pulled her lips, showing an ugly smile on her face.

"He exchanged his wife for the trust of the Gongsun family, and killed Gu Niannian before, so he is completely believed now, right? Tell me, if someone finds out that his daughter is actually someone else, what will happen? "

  Ming Siyan narrowed his eyes: "The Gongsun family's trust in him will quickly collapse."

"So he doesn't want me to stay here, and even wants to drive me away. But I won't make him happy. I want to stay and find the most important secret of Gongsun's family! I have a hunch that that incident has nothing to do with my about the mother."

  Thinking of Yan Fuxue's blood-weeping letter, my heart seems to be burning in the past and present.

  Jinzheng betrayed her mother and abandoned her, she must find Yan Fuxue, let Yan Fuxue kill this scumbag himself!

  Ming Siyan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jinshi: "I'm very tired today, I want to rest, you should go to rest early, I don't know what will happen tomorrow."

  Originally, Gongsun Yue was enough to make them fearful, but now Jinzheng is also standing in the position of an enemy rather than a friend, and his temper is still inexplicable, making them unsure how they will be targeted.

   In such cases, adequate rest is a must.

  Ming Siyan tucked in the quilt for Jin and Past, and kissed her lips again: "Have a good rest."

   Before he got up and left, he turned on the bedside lamp and turned off the headlights in the room, so that the room was not completely dark.

  When I lay on the bed, feeling the warmth wrapping me, my heart was cold.

   What flashed in my mind was the little things that happened to Jinzheng when I was young.

  Whether he planted a garden for her or taught her martial arts, the starting point was for her.

  But why, now he just wants to drive her away and express his loyalty to Gongsunyue, so he can beat her all over with bruises?

   With a somewhat chaotic past and present in my mind, I feel that tonight will be a sleepless night.

  But after the room became quiet, she fell asleep quickly.

  After she fell into a deep sleep, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a tall figure of Imamori walked in.

  He stood by the window, wiping off the powder hidden on the bedside lamp.

  Gongsun’s family had arranged rooms for Jinxi, Ming Siyan, and Duanmuci long ago, and Jinzheng also looked for the right time to apply medicinal powder on the bedside lamp in Jinxi’s room.

  There is no response on weekdays. Once the bedside lamp is turned on, the powder will float in the air under the heat of the bulb, making people fall asleep quickly and soundlessly.

  Knowing that the present and past disguised themselves as Shangguan Lin to infiltrate the Shangguan family, and wanted to be the heir of the Shangguan family, Jinzheng was both proud and worried.

  Proudly, wherever his daughter goes, she is always the best.

  But he couldn't help worrying, because he knew very well that Jinci would not stop just because she got the position of the heir of the Shangguan family, her goal was to enter the Gongsun family!

   But what kind of place is Gongsun's house?

   It’s the devil’s lair, a place that cannibalize people without spitting out their bones. How could he allow her daughter to come here?

  He couldn't say, he could only interrupt her thoughts with cynicism again and again, but she still stood in front of him.

   Not only that, she also made Gongsunyue notice her existence time and time again!

  A woman like Gongsun Yue who is almost crazy, who knows what is going on in her heart, and who knows what perverted things she will do?

  In order to prevent Gongsun Yue from attacking Jin and Past, he had no choice but to whip Jin and Past first, making everyone feel that he didn't value her.

   But who knows, the whip fell on Jin and Past, and it hurt his heart.

  He looked at the scratches on her fair cheeks slightly scratched by the whip, and felt even more uncomfortable.

  At that time, he was already very careful, but if she was not hurt a little bit more, how could he hide it from the eyes of that lunatic Gongsunyue?

  He wanted to reach out and touch her face, but he stopped at the point where he was about to touch her face.

   Sighing, he lifted the covers and reapplied medicine to her badly injured arm.

   That is the latest medicinal powder he developed, which can accelerate wound healing to the fastest extent.

  Looking at her bruised wounds, every time Imezheng sprinkled the medicine powder, it felt like a stab in the heart.

  His darling, why did he suffer so much?

   "Hate Dad?"

Jinzheng held her hand, and his voice was suppressed and full of pain: "Then hate, my little princess, hate me, and leave this place, so that you can be safe, and Dad can let go and do what you have to do. Trust Dad , everything will end soon. As long as you go back and wait patiently for a while, Dad will go back and apologize to you and tell you all the truth, okay?"

   Facing the unresponsive Jin and Past, Imamatsu's voice was choked with sobs.

  How could the child born to him and his favorite life not be his baby?

  In the end, he didn't protect Yan Fuxue, nor did he protect their baby. Instead, she was hurt. They all blame him, right?

  But things have come to this point, he has no way out.

   Slightly pursing his lips, he shook Jin Xi's hand heavily, but didn't say anything, and left without even daring to leave any traces.

  …

  When I woke up the next day, I felt that the pain in my arm was not as strong as before.

   Looking at the scabs, she didn't care, she just thought it was the effect of the spirit spring.

  In order to prevent the wounds on her body from affecting today's training, she specially summoned Lingquan to restore her state to speed up the recovery of the wounds on her body.

  However, in order to prevent people from discovering that her wounds healed too quickly, she only used spiritual power to restore the internal bone and flesh of the wound on her arm, and did not accelerate the speed of skin and flesh repair.

  After a simple wash, she was about to leave the room, but looked at the bedside lamp with some doubts.

Went out?

  Why did she vaguely remember that Ming Siyan had turned on the bedside lamp before he left?

  She raised her hand and rubbed her temples, her memory of last night seemed to be blurred.

  On weekdays, he doesn't keep lights on. He probably remembered it wrong yesterday.

   Without thinking too much, she opened the door and walked out. After meeting Ming Siyan, she went to the restaurant to have breakfast, and then went to the training ground.

  After arriving, Duanmuci was already doing warm-up training there.

   When he saw them, he immediately greeted them with a smile, but all his attention was on Jin Shi.

   "How is your body recovering?"

   While speaking, his subordinates had delivered a box of exquisitely packaged chocolates to him.

  He handed it over to Jinci: "See, you like sweets. I specially asked them to send them here by air. You can eat and see. If you like it, I will ask them to send more."

   I have to say that rich young men like Duanmu Ci and Ouyang Ning always spend money to please girls.

  How can money be able to impress a girl like this past and present?

   What's more, Ming Siyan was standing next to him, and he would never give Duanmu such an opportunity.

  His voice was slightly cold: "She likes to eat, I will buy it for her, I don't need you."

   "What? You are not married yet, so you are so strict. If you are married, will you call it a crime if she talks to the opposite sex?"

   Duan Muci joked with a smile, and his eyes fell on Jin and Past again: "Before getting married, you still have to pick and choose. Who knows if he will become a human after marriage?"

  Ming Siyan wanted to hit someone, but was stopped by Jin and Past.

   There was a bit of surprise in his eyes, but Duanmu Ci felt attracted by the present and the past, and smiled and handed over the chocolate again.

   "It's just a box of chocolates, he's too narrow-minded."

   "I don't know if he is a person after marriage, but you don't know now."

  The indifferent voice of past and present made Duan Muci's complexion a little stiff.

  He is not like Ouyang Ning, he has a nickname.

  But as the youngest of a rich family, how can there be fewer women around him?

  So he thought he was good at flirting, but he didn't care about it at all, and just said he was not human?

  He wanted to say something else, but Jin Xi had already left with Ming Siyan's hand.

   "It's getting more and more interesting."

   Duanmuci licked his lips, looked at the back of them leaving, and squinted.

  The people from Duanmu's family immediately stepped forward, but with the chocolate in his hand: "Master, they are too ignorant of flattery, should we teach them a lesson?"

   "Can you deal with them?"

  Duanmuci sneered: "Even if they stand still, you may have no chance of winning within ten moves."

  He seems to be cynical, but he is very thorough about the strength of everyone around him, and he will never put himself in danger.

   "A woman of this level naturally has to be chased slowly."

   Duanmuci's smile remained undiminished, as if he wasn't annoyed at all by past and present ignoring him, but was more interested in her.

  …

  Not long after Jinxi and Ming Siyan arrived, Jinzheng appeared.

   There was still no expression on his handsome face, and the eyes he looked at anyone were extremely indifferent.

   Only when no one notices, his eyes will stay on Jin Shi's arm.

  Especially those two intertwined scars, which seemed to be traces that fell on his heart.

  However, he quickly staggered his sight without leaving any traces, without giving anyone a chance to find out.

   "The selection of Gongsun's family is not a play. Being disabled is not a big deal, and losing your life is extremely possible. Therefore, you are allowed to withdraw at any time."

  His peachy eyes swept over each of them: "Now, does anyone want to quit?"

  It was quiet, and obviously no one wanted to leave.

  The three of them represent their respective families, and quitting now is not just their personal problem, it affects the face of the major families, how can they quit easily?

  Of course, this question is only valid for Duanmuci now.

  As for Jinshi and Ming Siyan, they don't care about the so-called family behind them, but they have their own goals. How can they quit easily?

   The natural result is that no one opts out.

   Jinzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded: "Very well, let's start today's first trial, the wheel race. As the name suggests, you have to go through waves of attacks, and the one who survives to the end wins."

  He clapped his hands, and three teams of people dressed in red, yellow and blue walked in.

  "A team of one hundred people, the person who wins the most in a short period of time wins."

   As he spoke, he glanced at the present and the past: "The girl's physical strength is relatively weak, and the wound from yesterday hasn't healed yet. Are you sure you want to participate? They don't know how to sympathize with each other. In the end, maybe your little life will be explained."

  Seeing the faint smile on the corners of his lips, Jin and Past clenched their fists unconsciously.

  He wasn't worried about her getting hurt and wanted her to quit, he was simply laughing at her, and he was even looking forward to her having an accident.

  In that way, he can sit back and relax and don't have to worry about being exposed that his daughter is still alive, right?

  But when the ten lashes fell on her body yesterday, she had already vowed in her heart that she would make him pay a painful price!

  Her face was cold, and there was a stern look in her eyes: "I don't need the high priest to worry about my life or death."

   "Okay, now which of the three teams, which one do you choose?" Jinzheng said.

   Duan Muci glanced at Ming Siyan, and smiled: "Linlin is weak, she should be chosen first, I think Young Master Ouyang has no objection. It's just..."

  He paused, looked at Ming Siyan, the smile on his face restrained: "How do you choose between us?"

   Jinzheng looked at the two young men in front of him, and was a little surprised. The problem of team selection would arise here.

  In fact, the three teams have undergone precise calculations, and they are basically the same in terms of combat effectiveness and endurance.

   It will not be affected by who is chosen first.

  Duanmuci, as the head of the Duanmu family, how could he not know this?

   I'm afraid he said that for some other purpose?

  Ming Siyan looked over coldly: "Since you asked my fiancee to choose first, then I will allow you to choose second."

"That's great."

   Duanmuci laughed again; "Since ancient times, red and blue came out of CP, Linlin chooses red or blue?"

   "I choose the yellow team."