The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Wuan stayed in the courtyard for a few days and quietly went out in the early morning when there were no insects. As soon as he left, Wei Mingyu woke up as if he had sensed something.

In addition to him, Wuxun also began to go out more frequently, as if something was happening outside.

One day, Wu Rong saw Wei Mingyu staring at Wu Xun's receding back in a daze, so he came up to him and asked, "Do you want to go out? I can take you out to play."

Wei Mingyu smiled faintly and whispered, "It's not time yet."

Wu Rong didn't hear clearly and wanted to ask again, but she changed the subject.

In the midsummer season, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The capital of Anlai Kingdom, Yucheng, is shrouded in the scorching sun, and even the air is boiling hot.

Under the palace's bedroom, in a secret cell unknown to ordinary people, there are large quantities of ice cubes piled up. A young man, his body covered with new and old bloodstains, is curling up his body, trying to bring himself a little warmth.

However, his clothes were too worn out, and the pervasive cold penetrated his skin, making his pale and bluish face uglier than a dead person.

Just when he was about to be unable to withstand the cold, several footsteps were heard from outside.

The man looked at him for a few times, pinched his nose in disgust and said, "His Majesty said there is no need to keep him alive, just kill him and throw him out."

"Yes!"

Several jailers bowed deeply and respectfully greeted the man as he walked away, then they stood up and looked at the people in the cell.

One of them glanced at the handsome face of the young man with lustful eyes: "It's a pity that such a distinctive person cannot be touched."

Another person made a sound of pah and said disdainfully: "If you are not afraid of death, then go ahead. He is so vicious that you won't even know how you will die!"

"Forget it, I'll just go to Liuxiang and find someone at random."

The leader raised his hand to stop them from talking and said in a hoarse voice: "Now should we consider how to make him die?"

"Well, his blood is poisonous, so it's not a good idea to use a knife. Why don't we just put him in a cloth bag and throw him into the river to drown him." The man who spoke first suggested.

The leader was silent for a moment: "...Okay."

That night, two jailers rowed a small boat loaded with severed limbs to the small lake where they usually dealt with corpses.

There are many caves under this small lake. Apart from fish, if a person is sucked in, he will be in danger of death.

At this time, the piranhas in the lake seemed to smell the blood. They swam around the boat continuously. In the moonlight, one could see the sharp teeth in the fish's mouths and the pale bones in the water. It was inexplicably creepy.

"Okay, let's get started."

"Ok!"

One broken corpse after another was thrown down, and the strong, pungent smell of blood spread in the air, making people feel sick.

Finally, when there was only one cloth bag left, the man in charge of carrying the corpse had some pity in his eyes, but when he thought of his husband and daughters, he finally made up his mind to throw the cloth bag away.

The wet cloth bag was extremely heavy and sank quickly, attracting piranhas to scramble for it.

Soon after the jailer left, the piranhas surrounding the bag floated to the surface of the lake with their stomachs turned upside down as if they were poisoned, and soon became motionless.

The cloth bag sank to the bottom of the lake and happened to fall into a cave. The turbulent underground undercurrent swept it away and it floated to an unknown place.

……

"My aunt, could you please stop teasing my herbs? Can't I let Wu'an make some snacks for you?" Wu Rong looked at the herbs whose leaves had been plucked with such distress that she almost couldn't breathe.

A few days ago, Wei Mingyu suddenly said that she was interested in the medicine field and insisted on coming along. Wurong saw that she was really bored and agreed.

I didn't expect that after she came over, she touched here and pulled there, and she almost turned the whole land over.

All the herbs he had planted with great effort, except for those that were easy to grow, were poisoned by the expensive and difficult ones.

Wei Mingyu sheepishly plucked another petal of the Youlian grass, held it in her hand and hid it, then quietly ran away when he wasn't paying attention, leaving Wurong there shouting.

After returning to the courtyard, she went straight into the kitchen and started tinkering with things without even having time to wash her hands.

When it was time to eat dinner in the evening, the four men looked at the dark and blue vegetable soup in silence.

"Everyone, drink the soup quickly. This is the tonic soup I just learned to make. Thanks to Brother Rong's herbs, otherwise I wouldn't be able to make it." Wei Mingyu diligently served each of them a bowl, looking at everyone with anticipation in his bright eyes.

"Looking for my brother?" The girl looked at the extremely charming young man in red robes in a flattering manner, and her tone was so sweet that it couldn't be more sweet. "I made it myself."

Wu Xun glanced at her sideways, and although his expression showed some disgust, he still picked up the glass and drank it.

Wurong stared at the vegetable soup in front of him that looked like poison, and trembled: "Did you stew my Youlian lotus?"

That was the one he had managed to keep alive, a treasure he was going to dry and store in a jade box this year, but now...

Wei Mingyu pursed her pink lips and smiled shyly, her shallow dimples faintly visible, sweet and attractive.

"Brother Yue, Brother An, don't you like the soup I cooked?" She turned to look at the two people who were standing silently beside her.

Wu An hurriedly shook his head, his narrow eyes widened a little. He picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp, but he drank too quickly and almost choked.

Wu Yue looked at the girl with a gentle smile, and drank the wine out of respect for the expectation in her eyes.

Wu Rong, who was standing by, saw that he was the only one left. He drank and muttered quietly, "If you have something to say, just call Brother Rong. If you have nothing to say, just call me by my name. You are so naughty."

Wei Mingyu pretended not to hear and invited everyone to eat.

Making vegetable soup for them was not a whim, but after reading a medical book recently, she found a prescription that could assist the golden light of merit in quickly eliminating turbid air. It happened that all the herbs were gathered in the Wurong medicine field, so she started making a vegetable soup as an extra meal every night.

After the girl returned to the room, Wu Rong held Wu An and looked at him seriously, his eyebrows raised: "Junior brother, keep an eye on her, and don't let her into the kitchen in the future."

Wu An pursed his lips in embarrassment. Thinking of the girl's soft tone of begging him today, he simply couldn't bear to do it.

Seeing his expression, Wu Rong understood instantly. He collapsed in his chair, feeling hopeless: "My herbs..."

Wu Rong, who had not yet left, glanced at him calmly, her lips curled up in a mocking manner, and she said with a half-smile: "You asked Wu An to stop her from entering the kitchen, why don't you solve the problem from the source and directly prevent her from going to your medicine field."

Wu Rong glared at him without thinking and said dissatisfiedly: "How can we stop it?"

"Oh, since you understand everything, why do you still want to make things difficult for Wu'an?" Wuxun asked back, tapping his jade-like knuckles with the ink fan in his hand.

"That's not it, that's not it..."

"Not what?"

Wurong's expression faded and he sighed: "It's because the little girl likes Wuan more."

Wuxun paused with a mocking smile on his face. He glanced at the bewildered and red-faced young man in black, and pushed the wheelchair away.