Chapter 833 No Matter Who Is Behind the Scenes

Mu Jin lowered her eyes, a thick shadow fell on her eyelids, and said in a hoarse voice: "So that's it, no wonder I always feel something is wrong!"

"Mu Jin, why do I always owe Ning Zheyan? Why? I really don't want to owe him anything. If I hadn't been poisoned, he wouldn't have died for me, and now he won't be controlled by anyone. His consciousness has become a walking corpse. I can’t even imagine how lonely and painful he has been in these years. I really feel that I will never be able to repay what I owe him in this life. No, I have already repaid him. I can't understand!" Wei Yuanwei threw herself into Mu Jin's arms, crying and venting like a child.

Mu Jin held Wei Yuanwei in her arms and let Wei Yuanwei's tears wet his clothes: "Yuanwei, Ning Zheyan's choice is the right one. Don't blame yourself. Death is a kind of evil for him." Relief, not pain!”

Yes, for Ning Zheyan, death is really a kind of relief, and it is a complete relief.

But Wei Yuanwei still shook her head and burst into tears: "I know, I know, but I don't want Ning Zheyan to die, I just want him to be by my side, just like before, as long as I blow the whistle The little gourd will appear with a smile as bright as a flower, full of charm, swaying his fiery red clothes, and calling me little tail with a smile!"

The more Wei Yuanwei talked, the more excited she became and the harder she cried.

Mu Jin just patted Wei Yuanwei on the back to calm her emotions.

It wasn't until a long time later that Wei Yuanwei seemed to have vented enough, and then slowly spat out from her mouth: "Ning Zheyan said he was selfish, but in fact the most selfish person is me. I would rather he live like a zombie than live like that. I don't want him to leave me. In fact, I just want to make it up to him when he is around, so that I can feel better and don't have to blame myself so much and feel uncomfortable..."

Yes, she is in pain, sadness, and crying sadly for Ning Zheyan. In fact, it is just because she cannot repay Ning Zheyan's kindness to her.

Everything Ning Zheyan did for her really tortured her every minute and every second, making her unable to sleep or eat well. That's why she was so frantic about taking revenge on Mrs. Yu.

When it came to choosing who to resurrect with the collected twelve zodiac spirit beads, Wei Yuanwei made a wavering decision from beginning to end, and she didn't even know how to choose.

One is the person she loves, and the other is the person she owes!

"Yuanwei, if you want to make yourself feel better, the best way is not to make up for it, but to find out who is behind Ning Zheyan's actions!" Mu Jin's dark eyes looked at Wei Yuanwei deeply and deeply: " It was that person who caused Ning Zheyan to live an inhuman life for five years, it was that person who turned Ning Zheyan into a puppet, and in the end, it was that person who made Ning Zheyan choose to commit suicide!"

Mu Jin's words were neither light nor heavy, neither hasty nor slow, but every word was powerful and struck Wei Yuanwei's heart hard.

Wei Yuanwei's drooping tearful eyes suddenly raised and looked at Mu Jin blankly. A touch of determination spread in the black eyes one by one, and then occupied the entire eyes.

"You're right, I have to find the person behind the scenes!" Wei Yuanwei said in a low voice, but her tone was extremely firm.

"No matter who is the person behind the scenes, he made Ning Zheyan become like this. You avenging Ning Zheyan is the greatest compensation for Ning Zheyan, so that he can rest in peace under Jiuquan, and you will not Why do you blame yourself so much?" Mu Jin's low voice was like the cool breeze of a summer afternoon, blowing on people's faces, very cold and cool.

It seems to be able to give people an instant enlightenment.

Although Mu Jin did not deliberately bite "the person behind the scenes" seriously, Wei Yuanwei also understood what Mu Jin wanted to say. He was reminding her to be prepared that the person behind the scenes was Cang Chu.

At the same time, don't be reluctant to take action just because the person behind the scenes is Cang Chu.

Wei Yuanwei sniffed, looked at Mu Jin with filled eyes, and nodded: "I know, no matter who is behind the scenes, I will make him pay the price!"

When Mu Jin heard Wei Yuanwei's words, she pursed her lips a few times, and then showed a faint smile: "As long as you know, don't think about Ning Zheyan. After taking a shower, Have a good sleep and welcome the new sun tomorrow!"

Wei Yuanwei took a deep breath, Qingyan's soft eyes glanced around the room, and then nodded: "Okay."

The hot water in the Liuqu screen over there has been filled. After the servants brought Wei Yuanwei's change of clothes, they closed the door and went out.

Wei Yuanwei stood up from the bed and looked down at the clothes on her body that were torn to pieces by Ning Zheyan. Her mood that had just calmed down felt another pain. The hands hanging on both sides of her body were once again tightly held, but soon Wei Yuanwei covered up the sadness on her face.

He turned around and looked at Mu Jin hesitantly, as if he had something to say to Mu Jin.

"Okay, I'll go out and won't watch you take a shower." Mu Jin pursed her lips and sighed helplessly.

"That's not what I meant!" Wei Yuanwei grabbed Mu Jin who was about to leave, but after thinking for a while, she took her hand back: "Forget it, let me wait until I am rational and sober before I tell you!"

Some people say that you should never make any decisions in the middle of the night, especially when you are depressed or uncomfortable. The decision you make is definitely irrational and will definitely make her regret it.

"Okay, you go take a shower first, and I will take people to bury Ning Zheyan's body!"

Wei Yuanwei nodded, and before leaving, she did not forget to tell Mu Jin: "Ning Zheyan likes plum blossoms very much, should we bury him in a place with more plum blossoms?"

"Then I think the plum blossoms in that place will bloom extraordinarily beautifully in the future!" After Mu Jin said this softly to Wei Yuanwei, she closed the door.

The lanterns hanging in the corridor long imprinted Mu Jin's slender figure on the ground. Her long silver hair was flying gently in the night wind, like catkins covered with silver in winter, beautiful and beautiful. Lonely again!

"Master, Su'er is here!" Han Yue held Su'er's hand and walked to Mu Jin.

Su'er's pair of bright black eyes were looking at Mu Jin, and she didn't know what she was thinking at the moment.

"Little Su'er, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Mu Jin took Su'er's hand from Han Yue's. Su'er's little hand subconsciously closed, but it was still held by Mu Jin.

Su'er pouted and looked away with an arrogant expression: "I can't sleep, this goddess!"

"Are you really not able to sleep?" Mu Jin gently pulled Su'er's little hand, looking at her little face turned away, she really wanted to reach out and squeeze it.