Chapter 832 Another Death

At that last second, what showed on Ning Zheyan's face was not pain or sadness, but a kind of relief, and there was even a slight smile on the corners of her lips.

Wei Yuanwei looked at Ning Zheyan who didn't even frown, slowly closed her eyes with a smile on her lips, and then fell next to her.

The sudden weight made Wei Yuanxi feel as if a mountain of tai was pressing down on her heart, and the pain was so painful that Wei Yuanxi couldn't help herself.

"Ning Zheyan, Ning Zheyan..." Wei Yuan yelled at the end of her voice, with a heavy cry mixed in her voice.

Mu Jin, who was wearing a long moon-white dress, came to Wei Yuanwei's side as lightly as a lotus petal falling in the water. The candle in her hand gave an overview of the situation on the bed, and her pair of dark eyes immediately His eyes became fierce.

She stretched out her hand to grab Ning Zheyan's body and wanted to throw Ning Zheyan out violently, but Wei Yuanwei hugged Ning Zheyan's body tightly and said in a choked voice: "Mu Jin, no!"

"Yuanwei, you still want to speak for him at this time?" Mu Jin's voice was full of suppressed anger, but she still stretched out her hand to push Ning Zheyan aside, who was lying on Wei Yuanwei's body, and bent down to pull Wei Yuanwei away. Iris helped her up from the bed.

The orange candlelight fell on Wei Yuanwei's face like a starlight fire. The clothes on her body that were torn to pieces by Ning Zheyan and the fallen red ribbon were like dazzling eyes, stimulating Mu Jin's emotions. There was a faint red light shining in Mu Jin's eyes.

Wei Yuanwei looked at Ning Zheyan who fell beside her, her expression was very painful, her brows were furrowed tightly, she looked at Mu Jin with her tearful eyes, and wanted to speak, but her throat felt so dry and astringent. , it hurts.

The long and thin fingers tremblingly reached towards Ning Zheyan, and then grabbed Mu Jin's clothes. The look of him wanting to cry made Mu Jin feel extremely distressed, and he didn't understand why Wei Yuanwei had such an expression.

Is it because he killed Ning Zheyan? Or should he not have killed Ning Zheyan?

"Yuanwei, what's wrong with you?" Mu Jin took off her clothes and put them on Wei Yuanwei, then hugged Wei Yuanwei tightly in her arms and asked, "He treats you like this, does he deserve this?" ?"

Wei Yuanwei shook her head at Mu Jin, her shoulders shaking violently. The words that had been choked in her throat were finally able to come out of her mouth this time, but they were so sad: "No, Mu Jin, Zheyan...he …”

Thinking that Ning Zheyan died because of her again, Wei Yuanwei lost her voice again. She knew what she wanted to say, but she couldn't say it. It was like opening her mouth could make her decide like a flood in an instant. embankment.

"Do you want to say that it wasn't Ning Zheyan's doing? It was the people behind the scenes who controlled Ning Zheyan's consciousness, right?" Wei Yuanxi rarely shed tears in front of him, and she had never seen Wei Yuanxi so sad. Sad.

For some reason, Mu Jin felt a very unpleasant anger welling up in his heart, but then Mu Jin quickly dismissed the thought.

The faintly flashing crimson light in his eyes also disappeared.

Wei Yuanwei shook her head again, wanting to explain to Mu Jin, but when she opened her mouth, the words were stuck in her throat. For Wei Yuanwei, this was undoubtedly not what Jiang Ning had said to her before her face was broken. I have to recall all the words again, and also say them out for Mu Jin to hear.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back!" Mu Jin looked at Wei Yuanwei like this and stopped questioning.

Anyway, he believed that what he saw was the truth, and what he heard was also the truth. He did nothing wrong in killing Ning Zheyan.

Han Yue waited at the door for half an hour and saw Mu Jin holding Wei Yuanwei back with a lamp in her hand. The weak lamp pulled the two figures long to the ground.

"Master, what's wrong?" Han Yue hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and asked suspiciously when she saw Wei Yuanwei's pale face and somewhat hollow eyes.

"Have someone bring in some hot water!" Mu Jin walked past Han Yue and ordered.

Then he hugged Wei Yuanwei's body and walked straight to his room.

"Yes!" The moment Han Yue turned around, she felt a small figure flashing quickly in the dark grass.

Although the figure flashed past at the fastest speed, judging from the figure and speed, it was still a child. Although the lower body was very stable, its internal strength was very weak.

In this way, it is not difficult to determine who is hiding in the grass.

Mu Jin naturally noticed the movement in the grass, looked at Han Yue and said, "Did Iris go out after she fell asleep?"

Hanyue nodded.

Mu Jin suddenly remembered the strange things that happened when Su Er slept with him that night.

Ning Zheyan's consciousness was controlled by someone, and Su'er's consciousness was also very likely...

Even just now...

"Go and bring Su Er over!" Thinking of this, Mu Jin frowned and said in a low voice.

Han Yue nodded and walked in the direction Su Er left.

After returning to the room, Mu Jin put Wei Yuanwei on the bed: "After taking a hot bath, you and Su'er can have a good sleep. If you have anything to discuss tomorrow, I'll go have someone deal with Ning Zheyan now. corpse!"

As soon as Mu Jin finished speaking, Wei Yuanwei, who was in grief, grabbed Mu Jin's sleeve and looked at Mu Jin with her empty and dull eyes: "Mu Jin!"

"Don't worry, I will bury Ning Zheyan properly!" Mu Jin seemed to know what Wei Yuanwei wanted to say.

"Ning Zheyan asked you to kill him on purpose!" Wei Yuanwei's mood calmed down a little, and she was finally able to speak out the words choked in her throat. However, when she thought of burying Ning Zheyan properly, Wei Yuanwei's heart was filled with confusion. I couldn’t help but feel sad.

Mu Jin stood next to Wei Yuanwei, her eyes slightly lowered, looking at Wei Yuanwei's face that was coated with a layer of orange light under the candlelight, and even the tone became sad.

"What do you mean?" Mu Jin's hand stroking Wei Yuanwei's hair froze slightly.

"I blew the gourd according to what Ning Zheyan told me, and then he appeared. I originally wanted to get some information from him, but he didn't know anything. Instead, I told him about last night I told him what happened. You know Zheyan's temperament, which is free and uninhibited and a little arrogant. He doesn't want to be someone else's puppet, and he doesn't want to be my enemy in the future, so he deliberately I did such a thing and deliberately said those words when you came in..." When Wei Yuanwei said this, the tears she had been holding back finally spun in her eyes, and then flowed down the corners of her eyes.

Wei Yuanwei's voice was very low when she spoke. Every sentence and every word could hit the most vulnerable part of his heart, making him feel very uncomfortable.