How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 509 The most unstoppable in the world, Zhu Yan Cijingjingjinghua Cishu (72)

   "That slave, I'll have someone drive out today."

   "Why?" Wen Xien said in surprise, looking at Yue Ying puzzled.

   Didn’t you say that you won’t ask questions again? Why do you want to start again.

   Seeing Yue Ying frowning, Wen Xien knew that he was too excited to offend him. After a while, he asked, "You... don't you believe me?"

   "I believe in you, but not in him."

   "What do you mean?" Wen Xien was puzzled.

Yue Ying's brows were dark and he said: "His mind is impure, and Jingchen can't see it, but I can see clearly that a servant, who dares to take my words, didn't kneel down to admit his mistake, but instead defended me. That slave is never as simple as it seems."

  Wen Xien didn't know much about these worldly manners, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and Yue Ying's expression was too terrifying when he came in. As long as Wen Xien thought about what Yue Ying had done to her, he couldn't keep completely calm.

   But Yue Ying's words can't be completely right, Wen Xien retorted quietly: "Aren't people allowed to be bold?"

   "You're naturally bold?" Yue Ying grinned, "When I first saw him, you didn't see the cowardly quail-like appearance, but from the looks of it, you could tell that he was bold?"

  Wen Xien thought that the first time he saw the attendant, he just glanced at her and ran out in shock. He really didn't seem to be daring.

  Yue Ying had a gloomy look between his brows, "I think he's just pretending, he clearly has bad intentions! Do you think I can rest assured that this kind of person stays by your side?"

  Wen Xien couldn't stand Yue Ying's suspicious words, and rubbed his brows wearily, "Is it his bad intentions, or are you dissatisfied?"

   "Jing, Chen!" Yue Ying jumped out his name word by word from the gap between his teeth. It roared and trembled as if 10,000 catties of boulders collided, and the shaking made people's ears hurt.

However, before he roared out the next sentence, he saw Wen Xien hanging his head, his slender white neck was like a swan, and his delicate face was pale, and the light lips added a morbid sense of vulnerability to her. , the curled eyelashes were gently lowered again, making her seem inexplicably quiet and obedient.

  Yue Ying's lava-like rebuke poured into his throat, and he swallowed it like a needle, stabbing his throat.

   "What's the matter, are you angry?"

  Yue Ying lowered his head and stroked Wen Xien's snow-white cheeks with his hands. The soft and cool touch made people addicted.

  Wen Xien turned his head away without speaking, pursed his pale lips tightly, and lowered his eyelashes.

  Yue Ying softened his voice, "I'm sorry, my voice is louder."

   "Never again, okay?"

  Wen Xien still didn't speak, didn't look at Yue Ying, just like a cold wood, he ignored Yue Ying and treated him like air.

Yue Ying was most afraid of Wen Xien's silent appearance. He apologized in a low voice and coaxed softly, but no matter how he put down his posture, Wen Xien was silent. He had never been so angry. Also willingly.

Seeing Wen Xien's pale and perfect face, Yue Ying kissed the corner of her eye compromisingly, with an inexplicable tone: "I will let that servant come back to serve you, but don't get so close, or I will throw him away. Go and feed the wolves, you know?"

   Wen Xien's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked up at Yue Ying.

   Just because of this faint look, it seemed that an unknown torch had set Yue Ying's nerves on fire, and he could no longer hold back the longing in his heart and kissed it.

  ——

  Yue Ying suddenly opened his eyes and blinked his sour eyes uncomfortably. The room was pitch black. He turned his head and looked out the window. The sky was still blue-grey.

   After a few days of sleepless nights outside, he woke up unconsciously even though he was exhausted.

   He pinched his sore brows and sat up with his arms up.

   The person beside him closed his eyes and slept soundly, leaning over to lick the lips of the person beside him, getting wet little by little.

  Wen Xien was woken up by him after a while, opened his eyes and murmured like a dream.

   Seeing that she was awake, Yue Ying kissed him on the cheek, her voice still hoarse as she had just woken up, "I'm leaving, I've been busy these days, I'll take you out to play when I'm done."

  Wen Xien was in a daze, tilting his head and ignoring him.

  Yue Ying didn't intend to spare her just like that. She leaned in and lifted the quilt covering Wen Xien's ears, and bit her ear tip in one bite.

   "Don't get too close with those minions, I feel uncomfortable looking at it, Jingchen, hurt me."

   Wen Xien didn't know if he heard it or not. Anyway, he didn't say a word or even give him a look.

   She could feel Yue Ying pressing on her, kissed her through the quilt, and then there was the sound of washing and changing clothes.

  Wen Xien fell back to sleep quickly and heartlessly. She didn't know when Yue Ying left. When she woke up leisurely, the sun was already hanging in the middle.

  Wen Xien felt that he had fallen and got up later and later.

   She looked around, and there was no sign that anyone had come in.

   Strange, at this point, the attendant should have come to bring her food.

   Just as Wen Xien thought so, she heard a knock on the door.

  Wen Xien sat up hurriedly, hurriedly adjusted the placket of his clothes, and after confirming that there was nothing indecent, he replied, "Come in."

   However, the person who pushed the door into the room was not the attendant from last time, but an unknown servant.

"You are?"

  Wen Xien was at a loss.

The man put the tray in his hand on the table, bowed respectfully, and explained: "Master, Pan Wen has something to delay, so he asked me to bring you food for him. This soup was stewed this morning. of."

   "Something, what?"

  Wen Xien just thought it was absurd. Isn't that clearly avoiding her? Pan Wen's task is to take care of her clothing, food, and daily life. Where else can there be anything else? I'm afraid something happened.

  The man faltered and couldn't tell the reason, and called Wen Xien a rare anger in his heart. Although it was not strong, it was still scary.

   I'm afraid Yue Ying also promised her, but she didn't take her words seriously at all, and she forgot about it the next day.

  Wen Xien's expression became more and more indifferent, looking at the man and asking, "Where is he?"

"This……"

   Looking at the man's hesitant appearance, Wen Xien had already guessed it, and the anger that was simmering came up. As soon as he lifted the quilt and put on a coat, he walked out and walked straight towards the yard where the servant lived.

When    walked to the outer courtyard of the yard, a group of servants were doing laundry, chatting, and sparring. Seeing Wen Xien's extraordinary temperament and disheveled appearance, they all looked at her in shock.

   "Where's Pan Wen!" Wen Xien asked coldly.

   I have a typo

   (end of this chapter)