"Huanlang, you are here..."

Compared to last night, after a night of breathing adjustment, Dong Mingyue's complexion has improved a lot. ←,

However, when he saw Jia Huan come in, his eyes dodged and he felt a little guilty...

When Jia Huan saw this kind of look, he suddenly remembered that he had seen such look in Dong Mingyue's eyes many times in the past few years.

Time and time, scenes, returned to his mind.

He didn't know what was wrong with Dong Mingyue so entangled, thinking that she was just worried about her father...

Until today, he finally understood.

Looking at the sudden expression on Jia Huan's face, Dong Mingyue's already pale face became more and more fair-looking.

His eyes were uneasy, and his hands, which were placed beside the couch, were clenched unconsciously, and his white lips were also pursed tightly.

It's like...it's like a prisoner waiting for a verdict.

On the side, the mute mother-in-law looked at Jia Huan with her eyes suddenly becoming fierce.

Jia Huan seemed to be unaware of it.

He walked to the edge of the couch and sat down, gently took Dong Mingyue's hand, slowly let it go, and then put it in the palm of his hand.

Seeing that the tears in Dong Mingyue's eyes fell like a bead curtain with broken threads, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it off for her.

But where can I finish it again...

"Be good, don't cry."

It was okay if Jia Huan didn't say that, but when he opened his mouth, Dong Mingyue threw herself into his arms, hid her head in his arms, and cried bitterly.

However, Jia Huan can understand that he had been carrying a heavy burden for several years.

Especially after falling in love with Jia Huan, the deeper the love you love, the deeper the thorn will thorn in your heart.

Or she would wake up in her dreams for countless late nights.

Because of the White Lotus Sect, Jia Huan's aunt was killed.

Seeing the two children like this, they were the mute mother-in-law who was ignored for a long time, sighed silently and walked out with a sad expression.

Dong Mingyue cried in Jia Huan's arms for a long time before stopping crying under Jia Huan's comfort.

"You didn't know me at that time, and your position was different. Besides, it wasn't your move, right? Be good, don't cry..."

"It was my hand."

Before Jia Huan finished speaking, Dong Mingyue, who had red and swollen eyes, said in a mute voice.

Jia Huan's hand that froze to her hair in the air, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Dong Mingyue had no expression on her face, but her eyes were full of pain and she was hoarse in her voice. She said, "That was the task given by the elders of the sect to establish my prestige when I first became the saint of the White Lotus Sect."

"That year, you were only thirteen or fourteen..."

Jia Huan frowned, and the depressed look on his face made Dong Mingyue even more heartbroken.

Tears in her eyes slid down again, but this time, Jia Huan did not wipe it again...

A heart-wrenching pain flashed in Dong Mingyue's eyes, and her voice became more and more dull, saying, "Yes. That year... I was thirteen years old. On her way to Daming Temple."

silence.

silence.

"Who else knows about this?"

After a while, Dong Mingyue's face was filled with despair and tears were already cold.

Jia Huan suddenly asked, his voice hoarse and his eyes slightly red.

Dong Mingyue lowered her head and said mutely: "My father knows that Du Bian and Qi Feng are leading the guard away, and the mute mother-in-law guards me... Huanlang, what do you want to do? You want..."

Dong Mingyue suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Jia Huan with some horror.

Jia Huan was silent for a while, and then said with difficulty: "Only...only dead people can..."

"don't want!"

Dong Mingyue grabbed Jia Huan's hand and begged with tears in her eyes: "Huanlang, please. Don't kill my father, don't kill the mute mother-in-law, they are my last relatives, they are my last relatives...Huanlang..."

Jia Huan's expression on his face was ugly, but he said, "But, I have to give an explanation. Although I don't have much feelings,... that's my dear aunt..."

Dong Mingyue cried into tears, her body trembling, she grabbed Jia Huan with trembling hands and begged: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, Huanlang, don't hurt them, okay? If you want to kill, kill me. I'm dying in your hands, it's also a kind of relief. Huanlang, I don't blame you, kill me..."

The tears in Jia Huan's eyes suddenly fell. He was not a cold-hearted, wise, wise, and courageous person.

He is just an ordinary person with feelings...

He hugged Dong Mingyue, who had cried softly, and although he was crying, he still pretended to be smiling and said, "Silly, how could I kill you? No matter who wants to kill you, he must kill me first."

"Huanlang..."

Dong Mingyue used all her strength to hug Jia Huan tightly and called out.

The voice is full of nostalgia, reluctance to leave...

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Jia Huan's eyes flashed with a sharp look. When he turned around, he saw that it was a mute mother-in-law.

She looked at Jia Huan with anger on her face, holding... paper and pen?

The mute mother-in-law ignored the harshness in Jia Huan's eyes and the panic in Dong Mingyue's eyes. She walked straight to the table, spread out the paper, picked up a pen and dipped it in the inkstone, and then started writing quickly.

Jia Huan did not get up, but still held Dong Mingyue, but his eyes narrowed slightly...

Dong Mingyue did not have the style of an eighth-grade master at this moment. She just snuggled in Jia Huan's arms like a frightened lamb, but her eyes were full of worry and confusion when she looked at the mute mother-in-law.

Before they could wait long, the mute mother-in-law suddenly stopped writing, then grabbed a piece of paper from the table and appeared in front of a pair of infatuated children on the bed.

The two saw five big words written on the paper: I killed the person.

Dong Mingyue exclaimed and said to Jia Huan: "No, it wasn't my mother-in-law who killed it, it was me, it was me..."

Jia Huan reached out and gently covered her mouth, comforted the uneasy Dong Mingyue with a soft look, then looked at the mute mother-in-law seriously and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

The mute mother-in-law snorted coldly, turned around and grabbed the pen, and started writing on the paper. This time it took a long time. After a while, she picked up the paper again and appeared in front of the couch.

"We set up an ambush on the way to Daming Temple with Lin Ruhai's wife and young son. The young lady was facing the first formation and was facing the women and children. She couldn't take action. Although I urged her to slap her next palm, there was not much internal strength in her hands and she couldn't seriously hurt the man.

I couldn't bear to force each other too much, so I lied to her and had finished it. After she turned around, Lin Ruhai's wife and children repaired her again.

If it weren't for this, they would never have had any trouble.

If this statement is false, I will go to the eighteen levels of hell after death and suffer from the pain of pulling out the tongue oil pan.

As long as you can treat the lady well, I am willing to apologize for death.”

"No! No..."

Dong Mingyue struggled out of Jia Huan's arms, jumped out of bed, blocked her mute mother-in-law, looked at Jia Huan and cried and begged: "Huanlang, don't kill mother-in-law, don't kill mother-in-law..."

Jia Huanmu looked at Dong Mingyue, not knowing how to face this problem.

"Huanlang..."

Maybe he cried too hard, maybe he had exhausted his mind and strength, Dong Mingyue slowly knelt down on the ground, looking at Jia Huan with sad eyes, begging: "Huanlang. I have never had a mother since I was a child. My mother-in-law raised me with one hand. In my heart, she is my mother. Don't kill my mother, okay? I beg you..."

It was originally an unattainable white lotus that was proud of frost and snow, but now it fell into the dust like this, with a sad face, which made people feel heartbroken.

Jia Huan was naturally heartbroken. He was determined to agree to Dong Mingyue... But reason told him that he could not.

Although he and Jia Min had never even met each other, it is undeniable that Jia Min was his bloody aunt.

The most important thing is that Jia Min is Lin Daiyu's mother.

If one day Lin Daiyu knows about this, then...

What face does Jia Huan have to face her?

But……

How could he bear to refuse Dong Mingyue?

She was right. Although the mute mother-in-law had no kindness to her, she had kindness to support her. She was not a biological mother, but was better than a biological mother.

How could Dong Mingyue look at the person she loves and kill her mother?

Is this too cruel to her?

Looking at Dong Mingyue who was kneeling down and crying, Jia Huan sighed a long time, and two lines of tears fell silently in his eyes, sliding down his face.

He said with difficulty: "Mingyue, if the mute mother-in-law is not dead, I will be in a state of peace..."

Just as Dong Mingyue was about to faint in despair, Jia Huan choked and said, "But, I have no way to refuse your request."

When Dong Mingyue heard this, a light suddenly rose in her eyes. She looked at Jia Huan in surprise and cried with joy: "Huanlang, thank you! Huanlang, thank you..."

"You guys go."

“…”
To be continued...