The little girl was so cunning that she didn't let herself suffer at all. She held onto the railing tightly with both hands, and even used a lot of strength when he went over to hug her.

After she got down, she had no tears, as if she was pretending to cry just now, but she couldn't stop shaking when she sat on the bed, and her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up at all. Even if she didn't look in the mirror now, she knew how terrible she looked like this.

Embarrassed.

Thinking of this, she glanced angrily at Fu Sichen who was standing by the bed, picked up the small pillow beside her and hit him: "It's all you!"

She didn't hesitate at all, and threw the things in her hands at him. It was only when there was nothing around her that she felt relieved.

Fu Sichen looked at her expressionlessly, seemingly feeling nothing.

The more she watched, the angrier she became. Remembering that he almost killed Jiang Ruohan just now, she suddenly lost her energy. She was like a frustrated little mushroom, sitting there, hunched over, and her expression gradually became calmer.

She must have offended Fu Sichen because of her bad brain in her previous life, and she owed him a lot of money. Fu Sichen talked about her until she died, so she was haunted by her in this life.

Thinking of this, her heart became colder. There was no longer any anger in her eyes, but a very calm one: "Why do you want to attack my relatives?"

His eyes darkened slightly, like a huge shadow suddenly falling, shrouding her small body in it.

How could she not feel that terrifying aura? But just because of this, she wouldn't give up.

She is no longer like before, with him alone by her side, fearing him, and fearing him.

She now has relatives she likes and loves.

"Answer me." She raised her head and looked at him without fear: "Answer me, Fu Sichen."

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes and still did not respond.

She waited for a while, then felt she couldn't wait any longer, so she stood up straight and said, "I'm going home."

The moment they passed each other, the man suddenly grabbed her shoulder and said, "I didn't let you go home."

"You won't let me go home, do you want to lock me here?" She couldn't understand that both her parents didn't like him, but they didn't stop her from having contact with him. However, this guy seemed to be...

If he wants to kill everyone who is good to her in the world, just let her be with him!

The force on her shoulders became tighter and tighter, making her groan in pain, but she struggled with him and resisted like never before: "There is no reason, is there?"

Fu Sichen suddenly raised his eyes and couldn't help but tighten his hand: "No one can stop what I want to do. I will kill anyone who stops me."

"Really?" She looked at Fu Sichen sadly: "Then what if the person blocking you is me?"

Fu Sichen loosened his hands, seemed to have just come back to his senses, and looked at her in a daze.

Her shoulder hurt so much that it felt like it was about to be crushed, but she couldn't hold back her tears. She held out her chest and shouted: "Why do you always want to hurt the people around me?!"

"Obviously I never wanted to hurt you!"

After saying that, she pushed him away and ran out. Ting Xin anxiously called her several times from behind, wanting to follow him, but her master did not move.

Fu Sichen was like a mountain peak, standing there quietly, neither moving nor wanting to chase him.

Yuan Baoer ran all the way downstairs excitedly. Regardless of her fatigue and pain, she stood at the door panting and opened the door on tiptoe.

At the right time, a group of people rushed outside the door, led by Jiang Ruohan.

When he saw Yuan Baoer, he jumped off the horse out of control and hugged her tightly, "Xiaobao, are you okay?"

The marks on his neck are already a little purple, but you can imagine how much strength Fu Sichen used.

Her brother became like this in order to protect herself. She hugged him tightly with guilt: "Brother, it's all my fault."

She shouldn't, shouldn't have met Fu Sichen again after being reborn, that cold-blooded person who could never hold back his warmth. She should have been indifferent to him from the beginning and made him completely think that the real Zuo Zhaoran was dead.

The person who was only by his side and at his mercy was dead.

She glanced back at the tall building angrily, and then buried her face in Jiang Ruohan's arms.

The eldest brother gently pressed her head with his generous palm and smoothed her hair. After checking that she was not injured, he safely carried her to the horse.

"Let's go, brother will take you home."

Fu Sichen stood by the window, under the many pavilions, and could see her small body clinging tightly to the boy's side, as if she was holding on to the most important person in her life.

Anyway, it's not him.

Fu Sichen slowly clenched his fists, the anger in his eyes tumbling and twisting like a river, trying to separate the two of them and crush all those who would not let the two of them be together.

Tingxin watched Yuan Baoer's men and horses walking further and further away, and couldn't help but remind him: "Master..."

"roll."

He was shocked, turned around and ran away without saying a word. If he stayed any longer, he might be torn apart by his master's own hands.

He was the only one left in the room, and there was still a sweet smell in the air, which belonged to her. Just now, she was sitting here threatening to die, and it was he who held her down with one hand.

In a daze, she seemed to be back when she was a child. She was the least qualified among the children. Because of her poor health, she could not practice martial arts well and made frequent mistakes. She practiced anxiously at night but still couldn't hold the sword steady.

I was so anxious that I cried.

"Why are you crying?" He walked up to the little girl with a cold face, as if looking at an idiot.

The little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes. When she saw him, she cried even harder: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Pavilion Master, I can't practice. I'm so stupid. I can't practice..."

Seeing her cry, he felt very irritated and simply avoided her, but the next moment his clothes were caught.

The hands mixed with tears and soil rubbed against his clean robe. He wanted to push this guy away, but when he looked into her eyes in an irritable mood, those tearful eyes were full of tears.

Fear and pleading:

"I will practice well, Pavilion Master, don't, don't leave me."

He knew that orphans who really had no talent would usually go back to where they came from.

Being without food and warm clothes is a nightmare for all orphans.

She just said, don't send her back to the brothel.

But he just thought that she didn't want to be alone.

Don't leave me, these four words, I misunderstood, it has been more than ten years, and now, he is still willing to wait for another ten years, but she is no longer the little girl who only has him.

"You've gone too far." A hoarse male voice sounded from the door. Fu Sichen looked slightly sideways and saw Yun Sinian in his peripheral vision.
Chapter completed!