Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

In Ye Junli's heart, Ranchen's death is not a pity, because he underestimated the importance Yunqian attaches to a life, and the importance attached to Ranchen.

Because of Ye Junli's firm attitude, Qingyan asked him to help coax Yun Qian, but Qingyan is obviously not very good at coaxing people.

Not only did it have no effect at all, it also made Yunqian even more disappointed with them.

Ye Junli took a step back and asked Yunqian to agree to temporarily store the corpses of Ranchen and Nishi in the ice cellar, and make a decision later.

Yunqian was worried that Ranshen's corpse would go through the process of corruption like ordinary people, and he couldn't bear to see it, so he gave in.

But he was unwilling to leave the house for half a step, and he was unwilling to eat.

Seeing Ye Junli coming out of the room dejectedly, he probably knew what was going on inside, and walked over with a cold face: "What? Is he still unwilling to eat?"

Qingyan sighed helplessly. He sighed in the past few days, adding up to more sighs than this year.

"I almost want to throw my job away, Ye Junli, please restrain yourself in the future, I'm used to being so lawless!"

Qingyan seldom waits on others, and hardly submits to anyone. Even in front of Ye Junli, he often can't help but contradict him.

Now, seeing that Qingyan is indifferent to Ranshen's death, Yunqian puts her hatred for Ye Junli on Qingyan by the way.

Yun Qian would not listen to anyone's advice.

After moving the bodies of Ran Shen and Ni Mo away from Yun Qian, although his mood stabilized a bit, he still couldn't forget the cruel scene of Ye Junli.

It was Ye Junli and Ran Shen who ignored Yun Qian's true feelings. This time, he was more than simply losing his temper...

"Bring it, let me go." Ye Junli kept frowning, with an ugly expression on his face, and took a tray full of Yunqian's usual favorite dishes from Qingyan's hand.

When he opened the door and walked in, it was a small face that he hadn't seen for two days, and Ye Junli could see it in just two days, the little man was visibly haggard, and his delicate face was also thinner …

Seeing such a situation, Ye Junli swallowed no matter how many harsh words he had in his heart, he was unwilling to say a single harsh word, and said softly: "You are angry with me with a hunger strike, you are the one who is starving Myself, I have nothing to lose, is it a loss?"

It was strange to say that Yunqian's attitude softened by Ye Junli made her heart itch, and the resentment and hatred that had accumulated in her heart for two days seemed to be unable to find a source to express it.

He slightly raised his eyes to scan Ye Junli's face, and found that his face was full of tiredness, as if he had not slept for several nights.

Yun Qian didn't say a word, just looked at Ye Junli quietly and indifferently, and did it again when she came in with Qingyan just now.

"Today we cook pork rib porridge, as well as lotus flower cakes and milk cakes..." Ye Junli looked a little sad, but he said in a leisurely manner.

But was interrupted by Yun Qian raising the volume: "No need to introduce! I can see it! If you don't eat it, don't eat it! Don't waste your energy!"

The voice was so turbulent that Ye Junli froze the movements in his hands, and turned his head slowly. He was a little angry at first, but when he turned his head and saw Yun Qian's face, he managed to control it.

He knows Yun Qian's temper too well, so he can't continue to be tough with him at that time, and can only speak kindly to him patiently.

"What do you want to eat?" Ye Junli continued to speak kindly.

"I don't eat anything! Please get out!" After Yun Qian finished speaking, she picked up the square pillow at hand and threw it in Ye Junli's direction without any effort.

Ye Junli didn't dodge, as if he was intentionally acting as a target for Yun Qian's arrows, the square pillow was unbiased, just brushing against Ye Junli's forehead lightly.

The square pillow was made of solid wood, and it was very heavy. Ye Junli's forehead was immediately torn, and blood oozes slightly.

The person she loved was hurt, Yun Qian's heart instinctively tightened, and her body subconsciously wanted to get up to find out about Ye Junli's situation.

But when he thought of him putting Ran Shen to death so indifferently, Yun Qian felt chills again and restrained this worry.

But when he spoke again, his tone became a little more relieved: "I said I won't eat, but you just want to continue to talk... You, you asked for it." He turned his eyes away, not looking at Ye Junli. His hands tightened slightly, feeling uneasy.

Ye Junli saw through his thoughts immediately, Yunqian was stubborn, but soft-hearted, he was hurt, it was impossible for him to remain indifferent.

Suddenly I had another idea in my mind: "Well...then I'll go out first, so I won't hinder you...all the food is on the table, if you're hungry, remember to ask someone to heat it up..."

The devil who cherishes words like gold to outsiders, becomes a chatterbox when facing Yun Qian, and he has to tell every detail.

Before leaving, he pretended to be unsteady and knocked lightly on the door frame.

Yun Qian was calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He was angry just now, but he threw the wooden pillow over without any strength.

He got up worriedly, walked to the table, picked up the wooden pillow on the ground, and weighed it, Yunqian was a little annoyed at the authenticity of it.

The corner of the pillow, where Ye Junli had touched, also left traces of imperceptible blood.

"He has always been strong and strong, this little injury is nothing at all!" Yun Qian comforted in her heart, thinking like this seemed to make herself feel better.

Ye Junli appeared in an instant, almost instantly, diluting Yun Qian's pain for Ran Shen's passing, and shifted the focus to Ye Junli.

After all, to Yun Qian, Ye Junli is always the most important person.

Ye Junli came out of the room with a normal expression, and leaned over quickly: "How is it? Are you willing to eat?"

But in an instant, he noticed the wound on Ye Junli's forehead, and panicked: "What's going on? It's bleeding! There was a big fight inside?"

Ye Junli explained to Qingyan unhurriedly: "Qianqian threw the pillow over and got scratched..." But when he finished speaking, he smiled dotingly.

Qingyan was stunned for a moment, thinking: Could it be that the blow was too heavy and hurt the brain?How can you still laugh?

He waved his hand in front of Ye Junli and asked, "Ye Junli, are you okay?"

Ye Junli blocked it with his hand in disgust, motioning for Qingyan to take a step to speak.

"What's the situation? Are you going to move first?" Qing Yan asked impatiently when he reached a corner where no one was around.

Ye Junli glanced at him, Qingyan immediately changed his stance: "Yes, yes, why are you willing to do it! He hit you? Why didn't you know how to hide, how did you hit, you are so small and powerful?"

Qingyan couldn't help sighing, probably only Yun Qian in this world has the ability to hurt Ye Junli.

However, Qingyan seemed to have misplaced the focus, Ye Junli didn't answer his boring questions, and said forcefully: "Don't worry about these, I need your help!"

……

After Ye Junli finished speaking in a low voice, Qingyan couldn't stop her shocked mouth from opening, and then her expression was treacherous: "Okay, Ye Junli, in order to win back the beauty's heart, I really did everything I can! I used to underestimate you! "

"Don't talk nonsense." A warning fell!

Qingyan quickly covered her mouth and nodded.

In the evening, according to Ye Junli's plan, Qingyan brought Yunqian dinner again, but this time was different from the previous few times, he did not try to persuade Yunqian to eat, but pretended to casually mention: "Really, I'm so strong even without eating, I beat Ye Junli to the point of passing out on the bed!"

Yunqian, who was still in a daze, heard Qingyan's exclamation, her long and narrow eyes flickered, she adjusted her breathing slightly, her waist subconsciously straightened, her lips moved but she didn't know what to say...

Qingyan glanced at Yunqian, who was quietly avoiding her gaze, smiled secretly, and continued to add fuel and vinegar: "The old wound has not healed, and now a new wound has been added, no wonder it has become so weak..."

Talking nonsense with eyes open like this, I'm afraid only Yun Qian would believe him.

He finally couldn't help but speak: "Is it... so serious?"

Seeing Yunqian's reactionful face, she immediately made an inch of it, quickly put down the bowl and bowl in her hand that she pretended to have been working there for a long time, and quickly went to Yunqian to answer his doubts: "Of course it's serious... you Forgot, you were bewitched to add bloodthirsty powder to his medicine before...and today he was beaten until he bled profusely...that wound, hey, it hurts just thinking about it!"

Qingyan exaggerated and described that Ye Junli only suffered a little skin trauma, and the poison from the Bloodthirsty Powder last time was basically healed.

But he obeyed Ye Junli's instructions, and he could paraphrase as exaggeratedly as he could.

This aspect is Qingyan's strong point.

"Then...is...is there anyone to see?" Yunqian finally stopped pretending, with a worried expression on her face.

Qingyan shook her head: "He's not in a good mood, he doesn't want to see anyone..."

The bitter trick that was agreed is to let the blood flow naturally to be realistic, how can it be healed by someone.

Yun Qian's expression was indescribable, and he continued to inquire: "That injury..."

"The wound is still bleeding, but he may have worked hard and fell asleep... Hey, you know his temper is very tough, I can't persuade him..."

Qingyan looked worried, and then changed the subject: "Why don't you go and persuade him, maybe he will listen to what you say..."

Yun Qian was slightly stunned, but when she came back to her senses, she shook her head: "Forget it...he can do whatever he wants...I don't care."

Although he pretended to be calm, Qingyan could tell that Yunqian had already started to waver, and as long as he added fuel to the fire, he would be willing to pay attention to Ye Junli.

So, when I turned around and left the house, I finally dropped a sentence: "It's so cold, I'm afraid the wound hurts so much that I fell asleep until now... Hey, it's so pitiful..."

Qingyan let out another "hey", so she didn't lock the door.