The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

It was a dark night, and the moonlight and starlight disappeared under the thick clouds.

Guangyin Temple is unusually quiet at night. The cuckoo's loud call makes people panic, fearing that it will wake up the sleeping giant...

In the small courtyard, there were only two dim lights left.

In the dark courtyard, a dark shadow quietly slipped in. He looked left and right, then tiptoed forward.

Ever since Wo Qiu's death, Chu Yizhao had been sleeping lightly. Before he fell asleep, he suddenly smelled a burning smell.

Thinking that the candle flame had burned the paper, she vaguely tried to get up to check, but she found that her whole body was limp and she couldn't use any strength at all...

Got it!

Chu Yizhao woke up instantly and a black ghost came into his sight.

"Who are you!"

The usually cold voice became soft.

Under the dim candlelight, the ghost figure moved forward slightly. He was wearing a black nightgown and a black face scarf. His long eyes paused for a moment, and then lit up with an obscene light.

"Who am I? I am your husband~"

Seeing people approaching, Chu Yizhao's hands and feet became sore and weak, and he couldn't move. A huge panic surged in his heart and spread throughout his body, and his face quickly turned pale.

how come…

When to take the medicine

How come she didn't notice...

The ghost seemed to enjoy her panic as he slowly walked towards her with his head tilted, his sticky and greasy gaze licking every inch of her skin.

Sickening and suffocating.

"My lady, you are so beautiful..."

Yuwen Feng praised from the bottom of his heart. At this time, Chu Yizhao's black hair was disheveled, his eyes were filled with tears, and his slender fair skin looked so smooth and tender in the bright candlelight, as if water could be wrung out of it with a slight touch.

The Moon in the Mud...

Chu Yizhao desperately pinched his palm.

The soft red lips are almost bitten to bleed...

No, absolutely not!

She can't die here!

Her teeth sank into her lip, causing her to scream in pain.

"Help--!"

A panicked cry rang out, breaking the quiet canvas, and was suppressed again.

"Help—Ngh!"

"What's your name? You can call me later."

The shadow pounced on her, and covered her mouth with his big hand. His cold fingers touched her skin, and a chill ran through her body...

don't want…

The mist filled my eye sockets and kept flowing down the corners of my eyes, like beads that had broken off the string, or like a thin stream line.

"My lady, you will be mine soon..."

The belt was pulled open, and the strange body odor of the man in black made people want to vomit.

Chu Yizhao's desperate cry,

Qiao Yu!

help me!

Help, help, help!

"boom!"

At the critical moment, the heavy wooden door bounced off in an instant, and two thick door panels flew onto the wall.

Yuwen Feng turned his head in shock, only to see a tall dark figure clearly before he was grabbed by the collar and knocked to the ground.

"Oh!"

"what--!"

The dull pain like an axe attack from his back and the back of his head instantly tore him into pieces. He gritted his teeth in pain, and the force from his collar lifted him up again. He begged for mercy.

"Sir, spare my life..."

"Spare me, I am from the Yuwen family..."

"Don't, don't…"

As it got higher and higher, Yuwen Feng's voice trembled. He couldn't think of anything else. In the middle of the night, even the Yuwen family was not afraid. Could it be a flower thief?

This man was so tall that he almost lifted him to the roof. Feeling the movement, Yuwen Feng screamed!

"Isn't it okay for me to give her to you?"

"Let your mother!"

With a roar, the body dropped.

“I…don’t!! Ah——!”

"Oh!"

He fell hard again, his head hitting the hard bluestone slab, and he immediately felt dizzy and exhausted. His limbs fell to the ground, and he begged for mercy weakly.

“Mercy…Mercy…”

Wei Xingli turned his head and glanced at the woman on the bed, who was lying there powerlessly, with her belt half-untied...

Her beautiful eyes were red, tears flowing silently, as fragile as a piece of broken jade.

Wei Xingli's heart was burning with rage, as if the woman's eyes were not filled with tears but thick kerosene, which made his sea of ​​consciousness boil.

He clenched the rag in his hand and raised it violently, throwing the man to the ground fiercely.

"Oh!"

The man in black lay quietly on the ground, completely motionless.

Liquid was flowing out from under his body. It was hard to see clearly under the candlelight, but the air was filled with a strong smell of blood...

Chu Yizhao widened his eyes.

died?

She looked up at the shadow again.

Asked timidly,

"Prince? Is that you..."

The tall figure stood still, just like the Infinite Buddha in the temple that day, with a green lotus in a deep pond, a clear mind and a handsome figure.

The shadow stared at her for a long time. The dim candlelight reflected the hem of his clothes, and the fine Shu brocade was embroidered with golden threads and green bamboos...

"Prince..."

Chu Yizhao called out again, and because of the medication, his voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of charm.

"To shut up"

The man spoke impatiently, and his figure hidden in the darkness moved forward. His cold and handsome eyebrows appeared in front of Chu Yizhao.

She lay on the bed looking at him, and suddenly thought of the thousand-year-old tree in the temple, standing tall and majestic.

want to cry...

"do not Cry"

Wei Xingli spoke again. Chu Yizhao was stunned for a moment and then sobbed and cried again.

This was the first time she had been humiliated like this in her two lifetimes. How could she not panic? She was already very patient as she cried so gracefully.

A living creature more disgusting than a bedbug.

She wanted to get up and slap Yu Wenfeng's nasty mouth.

"tsk"

"trouble"

Wei Xingli looked irritably at the ceiling of Chu Yizhao's bed, quickly lowered his eyes, and then turned up again.

He reached down with his right hand, grabbed the quilt on the inside of the bed, and pulled it over the woman, covering her tightly.

After a pause, his slender hands patted the quilt twice soothingly. Crow's feathers trembled slightly, and the tips of his ears felt a little hot.

After doing all this, he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

"what?"

Before Chu Yizhao could react, she was wrapped in a quilt and leaned into Wei Xingli's arms. The light scent of pine and sandalwood made her feel warm in her heart.

"The noise here will probably attract people over here. I knocked your maid unconscious, so she'll be fine."

"what?"

Why did you knock Qiaoyu unconscious?

Wei Xingli carried the person into the dark night with light footsteps. A gust of wind whistled past Chu Yizhao's ears. As the scene changed, the lights were dim.

Chu Yizhao was placed on the beauty couch. He opened his eyes wide and watched the man's legs lightly kick up the wall. He couldn't help but exclaimed,

"So awesome~"

The next moment, a meat roll was thrown over the wall.

"boom!"

The sound of heavy objects falling...

Chu Yizhao thought it was Yuwen Feng, but when he looked closely, it turned out to be Qiao Yu!

The man was thrown over, fell into the mud, and rolled all over.

The chest rose and fell gently, as if he was asleep.

Really... good body...

Qiaoyu was thrown over, and Chu Yizhao roughly understood what Wei Xingli wanted to do.

Such a loud noise here will definitely attract people from the temple or Yu Wenfeng. No matter if there is anyone in her room or not, it will arouse suspicion...

A woman's reputation is like thin paper.

It breaks if you rub it.

If it was Wei Xingli, it would be different, after all, no one would dare to search his room...

graft.

If Wei Xingli wants to do something, he will do it well.

Chu Yizhao waited for a moment, and sure enough, there was a noise coming from next door, which was a buzzing sound and difficult to hear clearly.

There was a warm fragrance on the beauty bed, which was the scent of Wei Xingli, just like a thin quilt wrapping her up layer by layer, making her feel at ease.

She thought, Wei Xingli is such a good person...

In the howling night wind, Wei Xingli put his fist to his lips to suppress the itch in his throat, his face pale and strange, hiding in the darkness.

"Sir, how do we deal with this person?"

Lu Feng grabbed a servant-like person, who turned out to be Yuwen Feng's servant. The servant had his mouth gagged and his hands tied, and he was forced to kneel on the ground in fear.

"killed"

These two words without any warmth are as relaxing and easy as crushing an ant.

Lu Feng quickly and decisively broke the boy's neck, hooked the rope, and threw the body off the cliff.

When the two returned to the yard, there was a beauty sleeping on the beauty couch. Wei Xingli looked at the woman who was sleeping soundly and felt irritated for no reason. For some reason, his throat became more itchy.

"Miss Chu is truly a beauty."

Lu Feng exclaimed, and the moment he finished speaking, he was hit on the head with such force that he felt dizzy due to the pain.

"Get out!"

The man growled sinisterly,

"Yes Yes…"