Wei Qi

Ling Wuying didn't dodge at all, facing the sword in his chest with a cold and angry expression, stretched out a palm sideways, and blocked Wei Junxiao's sword when he pushed Ling Wuying past, Wei Qi Looking up, it was Director Lu.

Manager Lu's face was full of disapproval, and Wei Junxiao's furious expression seemed to be slightly better when he saw Manager Lu.

"Mr. Jun, don't do things that you regret." This was the first time Lu Zhihuan acted against Wei Junxiao's will.

"What are you here for?" Wei Junxiao pressed down a few times, and finally immersed the violent look in his heart. In fact, he didn't really want to kill Ling Wuying. What made him hate him even more was The person he values ​​most now.Perhaps it was this fact that made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"This." Director Lu hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and whispered a few words in Wei Junxiao's ear, although Wei Qi was next to Wei Junxiao, he couldn't hear a word clearly, but only faintly heard the word "Gongli".

Wei Junxiao glanced at Wei Qi, "Let's go, I'll take care of it."

Director Lu was in front, and Wei Junxiao was behind, unexpectedly they didn't say a word, and they left the courtyard together.

Until the two of them walked a long distance, Wei Qi looked down at Ling Wuying. Although the other party was pushed away by Lu Zhihuan, the sword energy had already cut his clothes, and faint bloodstains were clearly visible.

"Hey, are you okay?" Wei Qi didn't want to talk to him at all, he didn't want to see the dead, but he was not a good man, he always remembered what the other party did to him.But seeing the dazzling red, Wei Qi thought that the other party had taken good care of him, so he couldn't just ignore it.

"No need!" Ling Wuying glared at Wei Qi fiercely with a look of bitterness and hatred, and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Wei Qi was furious.

In the past in Yu'an City, he, Wei Qi, was also a character. Although he was not a person who was loved by everyone, no one would treat him like he did in Fengyu these days. ---Such as the annoying liar Nine Princes, or the bear.It was Ling Wuying who seemed to owe him hundreds of money and hadn't paid it back in front of him.What's more, it's like Mr. Lu Yanniang, who looks like he hasn't seen him.This is not what ah!

Did he do something outrageous?no?Why is it all this virtue?

Thinking of this, Wei Qi didn't care what Ling Wuying's expression was, and grabbed Ling Wuying's hand and pulled it into the room.

Strangely, Ling Wuying didn't even refuse to struggle at all, so Wei Qi dragged her into the room.

Entering the room, Wei Qi thought about Wei Junxiao's habits, and there was indeed a medicine box under the bed in the room.Taking out the box, Wei Qi pushed Ling Wuying who was still standing stupidly to sit down.

"Undress!"

Ling Wuying ignored him, Wei Qi raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and pulled away Ling Wuying's skirt with a sharp stab.Ling Wuying's face couldn't help being a little weird, Wei Qi didn't care about it.

Anyway, they're both men, and they did those things together, so what's wrong with him giving each other medicine?

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ling Wuying opened the skirt of his clothes, he froze.

Ling Wuying was with him that day, and he was wearing his shirt all the time, even at the end of the relationship, he never took off the shirt.So when he saw Ling Wuying's upper body, he was really dumbfounded.

All kinds of strange scars are displayed on this slightly thin, but definitely not thin body, one by one, there are countless old and new wounds.

The knife wounds and whips and some strange scars really opened Wei Qi's horizons.He didn't have a very smooth life when he was young, but fortunately, he met Wei Junxiao later, and it was impossible for him to suffer any more and be beaten and kicked by someone. Therefore, the serious scars on his body basically grew well in these years The flat skin has returned to its original appearance.

But Ling Wuying is obviously different.

"Your injuries..." Wei Qi pointed, a little speechless.

"I was injured during training, I was injured during missions, and I was punished for doing wrong things." Ling Wuying said not very concerned.

Wei Qi was speechless.

If he hadn't met Wei Junxiao, he didn't know if he would be so scarred today at the age of 19, thinking that if Wei Junxiao didn't accept him as a foster son, but threw him somewhere like training Ling Wuying How many times did I train...

Wei Qi shivered.

Wei Qi lowered his head and took out the medicine from the medicine box, and put the anti-inflammatory ointment on Ling Wuying little by little. As soon as Ling Wuying lowered his head, he saw Wei Qixian's long eyelashes fluttering slightly. Wei Qi's facial features are very beautiful.

Wei Qi seriously applied the medicine to Ling Wuying, but his mind couldn't help turning to Wei Junxiao who had been away for a long time.

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In Nuanchun Pavilion, the front yard is still quiet, there are not many people.After all, the brothel here will only turn into a crowd of coquettish voices in the middle of the night. Now, at this hour, who doesn't have long-sighted guests?

Having said that, there are still customers who don't have eyes.

Wei Junxiao walked to the courtyard to the west of the front yard, where the old bustard Yanniang lived. Today, the biggest guest in her life was welcomed there.

Dressed in pine green arrow sleeves, with a slightly flushed face, Shang Yike sat in the building with a little embarrassment and waited for the master here.

After a while, Wei Junxiao went upstairs, and as if he didn't see the guard guarding the door, he reached out and pushed the door indifferently.The guard on the left wanted to step forward to stop him, but was blocked by the guard standing on the right.

"Boss Jun, long time no see." Wei Junxiao bypassed the two with cold eyes, opened the door and walked in.

"Not yet..." The guard on the left was kicked by the guard on the right just as he was about to speak.

"Dude, you don't even know him, do you? What battalion did you come from?"

"I used to be a guard in the Imperial Mausoleum. The last time His Majesty met an assassin during worship, I made meritorious service and was promoted to a personal guard."

"No wonder." The guard on the right shook his head. "Remember the man who just went in. He can see His Majesty anytime he wants to see him. Don't stop him, you know?"

The guard nodded suspiciously, he didn't understand, could it be possible that the emperor was like a sister in a kiln in front of the boss, seeing him whenever he wanted?

Pooh!What a lousy metaphor!Thinking that this idea might be known to the Jiuzu, he immediately covered his mouth tightly with his right hand.

Wei Junxiao walked into the room and saw Shang Yike looking out the window with slightly red eyes.