I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Mu Yunxi raised her head with tears in her eyes, her eyes slightly red.

Her appearance was already good-looking, but now she looked even more fragile.

Mu Qingwan hugged her soothingly, "Don't worry, Yunxi."

"I met them in Qingyuan City, but Senior Yan never mentioned this matter at that time."

"I'm talking about this today probably because I don't want Master Fu to keep asking questions."

Mu Qingwan said this and touched Mu Yunxi's head again, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Yan Ping's change on the deck was obviously caused by Yun Xi. Compared to herself, Mu Qingwan was more worried about her sister.

Seeing Mu Yunxi relieved after hearing her words, Mu Qingwan tapped her forehead.

"Yun Xi, you have to follow Wen Ye in this training."

Yan Ping might not take action to protect Mu Yunxi, but he would definitely take action for Wen Ye.

Mu Yunxi raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling a little puzzled.

"why?"

Mu Qingwan shook her head and said nothing more.

It would be better if there is no problem. If there is a problem, we should be able to escape under Yan Ping's protection.

As for what if Yan Ping wanted to attack Yun Xi.

Mu Qingwan didn't dare to think about this possibility. If Yan Ping wanted to take action, no one could stop him.

Mu Qingwan smiled and deliberately pulled Mu Yunxi's cheek.

"Okay, okay, if you keep crying you're really going to turn into a clown."

Mu Yunxi burst into laughter.

"elder sister!"

This room is over.

The other one is also finished.

The room was in chaos. Yu Tianhong was trapped in a corner by the formation, his face full of uncontrollable anger.

"Wen Ye, you bastard, if you can't defeat me with a sword, use a formation."

Wen Ye sneered, "My specialty is formations. You are born with sword bones and fight me. Why don't you scold yourself?"

Yu Tianhong spat angrily, "How dare you say that I am still haunted by evil spirits?"

Wen Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him and simply tidied himself up.

"In half an incense stick of time, the spiritual energy in the array was exhausted."

"I'm going to find Yan Ping. Clean up the room when you come out, or I'll tell him what you've been thinking about all day long."

Yu Tianhong: “…”

His mood now is very good.

One word: regret.

Two words: regret.

Three words, he wants to die in the wild!

Why did he get so angry at that time and then talk back?

Wen Ye is a bastard and he doesn't behave like a human being!

But he didn't dare not clean it up. Wen Ye knew it was no big deal and at most he would be laughed at.

If Yan Ping knew about this, Yu Tianhong couldn't imagine how beautiful that scene would be.

Wen Ye stepped out of the door and walked towards Yan Ping's room.

Yan Ping was still sitting in the same position as at the beginning, but now he was drinking tea.

If it weren't for what happened just now, he would have wine in his hand now.

Seeing Wen Ye coming in, Yan Ping didn't look guilty at all and smiled brightly.

Although Yan Ping laughed quite often, this was the first time Wen Ye saw him laugh so brightly. He was almost distracted and forgot what he was here for.

Wen Ye gathered his thoughts, sat down next to Yan Ping, and spoke directly with a blank expression.

"Senior wants to arrange a marriage for me?"

Yan Ping's smile faded a little, and he tightened his grip on the teacup, and rarely tried to speak.

"no?"

Wen Ye glanced at his fingers and asked, "What do you think?"

Yan Ping took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened, but before he could swallow it, Wen Ye suddenly spoke indifferently and brought up the previous threat to Yu Tianhong.

"Yu Tianhong thought you were my father."

Yan Ping: “…?”

Yan Ping almost spit out the tea. He drank it with great difficulty and tried to calm down a little.

But he felt as if the tea was stuck in his chest, making him feel stuffy.

Yan Ping couldn't keep calm. He put the teacup on the table and it banged loudly. He was so angry that he laughed.

"Has Yu Tianhong's brain been corroded by the evil spirit?"

Wen Ye sneered, "Who knows."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Yan Ping suppressed his smile, looked outside, and then blinked.

Mu Qingwan, who has always been gentle, now appeared at the door with a hint of sadness on her face.

When he saw Yan Ping, he did not forget to salute, but his voice sounded a little sad.

"Senior Yan."

Yan Ping: “…”

He might be having some bad luck today - he's having a lot of bad luck.

Wen Ye stood by and watched his nose and his heart, pretending that he heard or saw nothing.

Yan Ping pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down. Just say whatever you want to say."

Then he raised the teacup and prepared to take another sip of tea, swallowing the sip that was stuck in his throat.

Mu Qingwan sat down on the chair, her expression gentle yet sad.

"Senior, I have someone I like."

The aura of sorrow all over his body is enough to overwhelm anyone.

Yan Ping was made to feel like the stick that broke up a couple of lovers.

Yan Ping: “…”

The original novel did not mention whether she had a boyfriend or not, but Yan Ping recalled what he had said to Fu Tiancheng before.

Yan Ping felt that he was about to die from a myocardial infarction.

He put the teacup back silently and gently, and gave a polite smile.

The voice was also unusually gentle and polite.

"Don't get me wrong, I was just talking casually."

"The main purpose is to get Fu Tiancheng to leave. Don't take it to heart."

Mu Qingwan forced a sad smile, but her eyes were looking at Yan Ping.

"So what did Senior mean by what he said on the deck earlier?"

Wen Ye stopped standing by and watched, and turned his gaze to Yan Ping.

Yan Ping: “…”

So why did he ask that question at that time?

Yan Ping's face gradually became expressionless. He just asked suddenly at that time, and what were these people thinking?

Yan Ping felt a growing pain in his chest. He raised his hand to his chest and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He looked up at Wen Ye, then at Mu Qingwan.

Although the expressions in their eyes were hidden, they were still quite immature. If he hadn't been blinded by his guilty conscience just now.

Yan Ping: “…”

Yan Ping was so angry that he laughed.

The heart attack subsided, but a stream of blood suddenly gushed out of his throat uncontrollably. He spat it out from the side of his face and grabbed the edge of the table with one hand.

The warm blood dyed the tea in the cup next to it red.

The sudden flow of blood made Yan Ping feel itchy in his lungs.

Then Yan Ping started coughing, and spots of blood splattered on the table.

Wen Ye's pupils shrank, and he quickly stood up and took out a clean handkerchief.

Mu Qingwan's disguise was also completely removed. She quickly poured a new cup of tea from the side, and after Yan Ping suppressed his cough, she said considerately.

"Senior, rinse the blood out of your mouth."

There was blood at the corner of Yan Ping's mouth, and his face was stained a little due to coughing, and he was breathing slightly.

When he raised his head, his face still had that expression of being amused by himself.

For no reason, his entire body was stained with a bright color, dazzling and blinding.

"You two are pretending to be good guys now?"

Wen Ye touched the bridge of his nose. In essence, he was also a victim in this matter, but Yan Ping had already vomited blood, so he couldn't continue speaking.

Mu Qingwan no longer had the gentle and resentful look on her face, and she did not notice Yan Ping's rare beauty. She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Don't be angry, senior. I just want to know what you meant by what you said on the deck."

"But is it related to my younger sister?"

Yan Ping gritted his teeth, raised his hand to take the handkerchief from Wen Ye to wipe his hands, and then used the tea in Mu Qingwan's hand to rinse his mouth.

Someone next to him was so considerate that he brought him a cup for him to spit out the water.

After a simple cleanup, Yan Ping calmed down, but he was still gritting his teeth.

"That statement has nothing to do with your sister."

"The person you need to worry about is yourself. This experience is not a safe one."

"Be careful yourself."

Yan Ping finished speaking and pointed at the door with a sneer.

"Now, all of you, get out of here."

He didn't want to see them at all right now.