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Chapter Thirty-Eight.

Wen Ruyu's shameless words were not acceptable to the lady Situ Yanran. Hiding behind the green curtain on the bed, she felt ashamed and angry. When she thought of the guy before her, she actually went to a brothel yesterday and had sex with the girls from the brothel.

Well, there was a sense of jealousy in my heart for no reason, and I couldn't help but give Li Xianyuan a light slap.

After the beating, she secretly regretted that she and Li Xianyuan were just classmates and had no close relationship. He would definitely be disgusted by her behavior.

puff--

Li Xianyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Wen Ruyu was anxious, but she subconsciously said, "Ah! Mr. Li, why did you vomit blood? Last night, you vomited from the bottom. Did you vomit from the top today?"

There was a slight exclamation from behind, and Li Xianyuan felt a soft body pressing against him. Situ Yanran hurriedly hugged him from behind.

Fortunately, Situ Yanran regained her composure and immediately left Li Xianyuan's body, leaving only a few drops of moisture on Tong Sheng's robe.

This fragile girl actually cried. She really thought that she had beaten Li Xianyuan so hard that he vomited blood.

Li Xianyuan waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said loudly to the people behind him: "I've been very angry recently, so I spit out a few mouthfuls of blood to calm it down. It's normal. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

After saying that, Li Xianyuan deliberately spit out blood foam, but the color was a little lighter than before. This was a mixture of residual congestion and spit foam in the mouth.

Seeing that Li Xianyuan was beaten until he vomited blood, Wen Ruyu's narrow eyes flashed with a sharp look, she slowly approached Li Xianyuan with a smile but without a smile, her voice was tender and her expression was cold: "Really? The slave family thought that someone else was hiding in your room.

That person was the one who beat me..."

"This person is hiding behind the bed curtain..." Wen Ruyu walked up to Li Xianyuan and stared at him.

Only then did Li Xianyuan notice that Wen Ruyu had not applied rouge, was wearing a blue silk skirt, and had a slim and graceful figure. Her eyes were as narrow as foxes, and her appearance was delicate. Although she was not as beautiful as Li Waner and Situ Yanran, she had a different charm.

The atmosphere in the room was tense.

Li Xianyuan looked directly at him, his dark eyes unwavering: "Miss Wen is overthinking, there are only you and me in this room, how can there be anyone else."

Staring into Li Xianyuan's eyes, Wen Ruyu saw the determination in his eyes, as if he was determined to protect the woman behind him.

Wen Ruyu felt a pain in her heart.

Mom, you are right. There is no good thing in men. You love them, never leave them, and are willing to sacrifice your life for them, but in a blink of an eye, they like the new, hate the old, and abandon them like chaff.

In Li Xianyuan's inexplicable gaze, mist rose in her warm and beautiful eyes, and she suddenly turned around and walked towards the cabinet in the corner.

"It's better to hide it in this cabinet..."

The moment Wen Ruyu held the handle of the cabinet, Li Xianyuan understood her intention. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Li Waner, the affectionate Situ Yanran, and now Wen Ruyu was added to her. How could I win the favor of three women?

Fortunately, this is ancient times, and having three wives and four concubines is a common thing. But Li Xianyuan now has no intention of having sex.

Wen Ruyu suddenly opened the cabinet and saw the girl in black robe huddled in the cabinet with sleepy eyes who had just woken up.

Inside and outside the cabinet, the two of them stared at each other.

Wen Ruyu's eyes suddenly shrank, her lips opened slightly and she was about to make a sound, the tip of the sharp sword was pressed against her throat.

"If you tell me, I will kill you." The girl tapped her finger on the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the cold light sword slid slightly on Wen Ruyu's throat.

"But before I kill you, I will find ten strong men to insult you in front of your little lover, and then kill your little lover and let you watch him die with your own eyes."

Wen Ruyu's eyes were frightened and angry, but she didn't dare to say anything.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled softly, like a naughty girl next door, but the words she said sent chills all over her body.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill him just yet. Don't let me change my mind."

The girl hit Wen Ruyu's weak spot. She was not afraid of death. But she was afraid that Li Xianyuan would die because of her, and she was even more afraid of being insulted by others in front of Li Xianyuan.

The girl's name is Wu Yi, a saint of the Zhao religion. The Zhao religion is a major sect of demons. If she says so, she will definitely dare to do it.

The tip of the sword left the white and tender skin, and the girl's eyes were bright, as if telling Wen Ruyu, what are you waiting for?

At this moment, Li Xianyuan asked at the bedside: "Miss Wen, what's wrong with you?"

Li Xianyuan almost thought there was someone in the closet.

"Ah." Wen Ruyu exclaimed, smiling dryly and closing the cabinet door to block Wu Yi's playful gaze.

"The interior of your cabinet is really special."

Li Xianyuan thought she was stepping down for him, and he had no doubt that he was there.

After that, Wen Ruyu absent-mindedly said a few words to Li Xianyuan and left. Her mind was in a state of confusion, and she didn't know how to tell Li Xianyuan about this. She also didn't know why this little witch who had killed countless people was hiding in the cabinet in Li Xianyuan's room.

After Wen Ruyu left, Li Xianyuan stood up, and Situ Yanran carefully stuck out her little head.

"She's gone."

Situ Yanran's cheeks instantly turned red, and she timidly climbed off the bed with her head lowered. Her crystal ears also turned red, and Li Xianyuan could even faintly feel the heat radiating from Situ Yanran's delicate body.

Climbing into another man's bed is unimaginable to Situ Yanran, a lady who is deeply taught etiquette.

But it's no wonder that Situ Yanran's first reaction when she saw the visitor was to climb into bed.

Situ Yanran lowered her head and saw the shocking blood stains on the ground, her eye circles became red again.

"It's none of your business. If I vomit blood with just a tap from you, I'm too weak." Li Xianyuan's face was calm. He was usually indifferent, but at this time, Situ Yanran thought he was angry.

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "I have an indifferent temperament, and I treat everyone like this. If Miss Yanran doesn't like it..." Li Xianyuan said, holding the corners of his mouth with two index fingers and pulling them up, forcing a smile.

"That's good."

"Pfft——"

Situ Yanran burst into tears and smiled, and the room lit up in an instant. Her bright eyes were full of concern: "Is it really okay? I'll call the doctor."

"The doctor can't cure it." Li Xianyuan stopped her. The vomiting of blood may have been caused by Zheng Qi Ge. But he couldn't say it clearly to avoid Situ Yanran feeling guilty about it.

Li Xianyuan was a boring gourd, and Situ Yanran was too shy to speak. There was silence between the two parties for a while, but Situ Yanran endured the shame and said goodbye.

In front of Li Xianyuan, Situ Yanran's true nature was clearly visible. Without the disguise of being a lady, she was as shy as a rabbit.

After seeing off Situ Yanran, Li Xianyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even bother to tidy up the room, closed his eyes and quickly entered the bright hall.

In the starry sky above the Mingtang, the three-point stars were dim and dull, but they were better than before blending into the night and completely disappearing. I think that when they turn bright again, it will be when Li Xianyuan's awe-inspiring aura is fully restored.

The shocking crack in the mud wall of the shabby house still exists. It is impossible to wait for it to recover naturally. I will copy a few poems when I have the opportunity to see if it can be restored.

He copied it anyway, so Li Xianyuan simply broke the jar and smashed it.
Chapter completed!
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