Both worlds are like dreams

Xue Huang rested in the courtyard for another seven or eight days. The scar on her wrist had faded so much that it was no longer noticeable, and the scar on her shoulder had also become much smaller.

Mo Yunchen's medicines are all of the best quality and will not leave scars as long as they are applied on time.

Only the wound on my heart healed particularly slowly. In the past two days, the blood scab was about to fall off, and the skin that had grown over it was a little itchy.

But she didn't dare to move, because in the past few days, that bastard Mo Yunchen had been talking nonsense to her in a sarcastic tone and threatening her that if she didn't apply the medicine properly, he would apply it to her himself.

Xue Huang is now really powerless and can only give in. She applies the scar-removing ointment on time every day and drinks a large bowl of medicine every morning, noon and evening.

After such a torture, her injuries healed quickly. As for the weakness, it was because of the medicine Mo Yunchen gave her, which suppressed her martial arts.

If we have to find a word to describe her now, it would probably be fragile.

Her three meals a day would be placed on the table on time, and sometimes Mo Yunchen would deliver them personally. Every meal was very good.

Xue Huang was a little unsure of Mo Yunchen's thoughts. He seemed to be very considerate and attentive to her. Could it be that he had already planted the immortality Gu in her? Otherwise, why would he feed her so attentively?

She touched her chest, but didn't feel anything unusual except that the wound was itchy.

Now she is like a bird in a cage. The blue sky is right in front of her, but she can't fly out.

Xue Huang had been recuperating for the past few days and had gotten a general idea of the situation in the entire villa. Except for the small courtyard where she lived, all other places were empty and lifeless. As long as she walked out of the courtyard, she could clearly see many skilled secret guards who were not shy about guarding against her.

She didn't take it seriously and walked slowly through every corner of the villa.

When Mo Yunchen came back with the food box, Xue Huang was leaning on a rock by the lake and teasing the secret guards.

She took a bamboo pole and kept measuring the depth of the lake. It looked like she was going to jump into the lake and escape. So the secret guards were very nervous and were on high alert, fearing that she would escape if they were not careful.

But Mo Yunchen could see that she was just bored and teasing those people. However, it was not that she had no intention of escaping, she just hadn't thought of a suitable way.

He waved his hand and asked the secret guards to retreat.

Xue Huang also noticed the footsteps behind her. She knew who it was without thinking. Her originally lazy expression became a little colder. "The dignified King Han Xi condescends to bring me food every day. I am really flattered!"

Mo Yunchen said calmly, "Special people naturally receive special treatment."

Xue Huang sneered, stood up silently, walked into the house, then sat at the table, watching Mo Yunchen place the food he brought in front of her one by one.

He even brought an extra set of bowls and chopsticks, and it looked like he was going to have dinner with her.

Mo Yunchen saw that she didn't move her chopsticks, "Why? Don't you like it?"

Xue Huang: Nonsense! Who wants to eat at the same table with you?

But looking at Mo Yunchen's cold eyes, Xue Huang still said calmly: "No, how can a prisoner make demands?"

Mo Yunchen listened to the sarcasm in her tone, lowered his eyebrows and smiled, "You say one thing and mean another." After a moment of silence, he continued, "You can ask, except for letting you go, I can consider your request."

Xue Huang was busy eating, and asked without even raising her head, "What if I asked you to kill Shen Congfeng?"

Mo Yunchen looked at her with a dark expression, "Then I want you and all the forces behind you to be used by me."

Xue Huang looked up at him with a sneer in her eyes, "You are quite good at calculating! But it's a pity that your calculation will fail."

"To this day, don't you understand?" Mo Yunchen smiled while holding the wine glass. "No matter what identity you have, you can't avoid the wind and rain of Shangyang City. You can represent your own position, but you will still affect many people invisibly."

Xue Huang didn't say anything, her eyes were calm and indifferent, she just looked at him silently.

Mo Yunchen continued, "You are alone, but there are too many people behind you who care about you, Guigu, Wei Yunzhou, Xuyao, and even Dongchu. Once your life is in danger, these people will never remain indifferent."

"so?"

"So, mastering you is equivalent to mastering them."

Xue Huang clenched her hands in her sleeves. "I admit that there is some truth in what you said, but I still advise you not to be too self-righteous. You don't understand them at all. And I will never become a bargaining chip in your hands."

"You have no room to resist. Only by obeying can you protect the people you care about."

"Obey you?" Xue Huang sneered, "Don't dream."

Mo Yunchen's eyes instantly became as deep as a whirlpool, and a cold murderous aura emanated from them. "For the people behind you, resistance becomes an obstacle to me, and the obstacle will be removed sooner or later."

Xue Huang slammed her chopsticks on the table and looked at him coldly, "If you dare to touch them..."

"Take me to hell with you?" Mo Yunchen interrupted her, his eyes dark, "Unfortunately, I'm already in hell, you can only sink with me."

Xue Huang looked at him and saw a hint of madness in his eyes. She raised the corners of her lips with an ambiguous expression, three parts ridicule, three parts indifference, and the rest hatred. "In your eyes, only those who are valuable to you, if they are not valuable, I am afraid they are not even qualified to stay in hell with you, right?"

Mo Yunchen didn't say anything.

Xue Huang looked at his cold face and thought of the ruthless him in Ju Men. He didn't hesitate when he killed her, and he was also merciless when he turned around. Now he seemed considerate and thoughtful, but she only felt false and ironic. She knew his purpose, for the immortality Gu, for the help of Guigu, and for bringing all the people he cared about under his command. But as he said, if these people were of no value to him, or blocked his way, he would kill them without hesitation. "Mo Yunchen, you are right. People like you only deserve to stay in hell, alone, and there is no redemption."

Mo Yunchen's eyes turned cold, his face darkened, and his eyes were terrifyingly deep. He stood up and grabbed her neck, almost forcibly pulling her and pressing her against the pillar beside him. "Have you thought about the consequences of angering me?"

Xue Huang's face turned pale for a moment, but she smiled when she saw his gloomy face. "Am I wrong? Your hands are stained with blood, and you treat all living beings as ants. Yet you still dream of getting your hands on the supreme power. You don't deserve it!"

Mo Yunchen's hands were like cold iron clamps, and Xue Huang didn't even struggle. She just sneered at him with a hint of provocation in her eyes. Mo Yunchen didn't deny that she had succeeded in angering him, but he was definitely not someone who would lose his mind because of a few words from her. His anger was only because of the word "alone" she said. He laughed, and there was a hint of indifference and ridicule in his laughter, but more of it was madness, "I won't be alone. Even if there is no return, I will take you with me."

Xue Huang raised her eyebrows, "It's like this, why don't you kill me?"

Mo Yunchen stared into her eyes, "I went through so much trouble to save you, not to kill you."

"That's right," Xue Huang smiled faintly, "After all, I'm worth a lot, you don't want me to die, right?"

Mo Yunchen curled his lips and smiled lightly, slowly releasing his hand that was pinching her neck, and brushing his fingertips across her swollen skin. There was actually a hint of pity in his eyes. His eyes were cold but seemed to be filled with something unspeakable. "Of course I can't bear to see you die!"

Xue Huang's face was still very pale. She lowered her head and pushed his hand away, took a deep breath, and shook her already weak body.

Mo Yunchen's eyes deepened slightly, and he took her in his arms. Just as he was about to pick her up, he didn't see Xue Huang's strange look. The next moment, he felt something sharp in front of his neck.

Xue Huang pulled his hand away, looked up at his cold and indifferent face, and moved her hand. In her hand was a sharp piece of broken porcelain, which was now against Mo Yunchen's throat. Her martial arts were sealed, and her skills were useless. Before Qingshuang could pull it out, it was probably blocked by Mo Yunchen, so she had hidden the porcelain piece in advance.

"Excuse me," Xue Huang grabbed his shoulders and turned his body around, "Give me a ride."

"You can't leave." Mo Yunchen smiled indifferently, "Why bother making this fearless struggle?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Xue Huang pushed him and held him hostage as they walked towards the gate of the villa.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard door, the secret guards immediately surrounded him.

Xue Huang said nothing, but pushed Mo Yunchen towards the gate. The secret guards did not dare to step forward to stop her, but followed her closely.

Duan Yun stood at the gate and had no intention of opening it.

Xue Huang put the porcelain piece in her hand close to Mo Yunchen's neck and looked at Duan Yun coldly, "Open the door."

Duan Yun glanced at Mo Yunchen's eyes and held his sword across his body, "Princess, give up."

Xue Huang squeezed Mo Yunchen's shoulder with her left hand and said, "Tell them to open the door."

Mo Yunchen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, "I can let you see the world outside the door, but after you see it, you still have to go back with me." After that, he motioned to Duan Yun to open the door.

The gate of the villa was soon opened. Walking out of the stone road in front of the gate, you will reach the Bi Bo Lake, but if you want to leave, you still need to take a boat.

"Where is the boat?" Xue Huang asked.

"No." Mo Yunchen said calmly.

"I don't have the patience to waste time with you here." Xue Huang squeezed the porcelain piece tightly, and a red mark immediately appeared on Mo Yunchen's neck. "Tell them to prepare the boat."

"What do you think of the scenery here?"

Xue Huang frowned slightly. She had some impression of this place. If she didn't leave by boat, she could escape to the mountains. She remembered that Xu Yao had a hidden hut in the valley. If he was still there, she could ask him for help.

"Why don't we go somewhere else and look."