"Get out."

Mu Yun shouted again, this one was lower than the previous one, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Yi Yan's heart. Yi Yan took a few steps, his body shaking a little, as if he was about to fall down, but finally stood firm after taking three steps. He still lowered his head, but his heart hurt so much, as if he was being held tightly in his hand. His stomach was rumbling like it was coming into his mouth.

During the last incident, Yi Yan felt that Mu Yun's voice was like a spring breeze, and before he knew it, people could do it according to his words. Later, he thought that he shouldn't have been like that, and thought in his heart that he might have used spells.

And now, Mu Yun's voice was as heavy as a giant tree hitting the city gate when siege.

Yi Yan raised his head, the corner of his mouth was bleeding. Looking at Mu Yun's disdainful sneer, his feet were not willing to let go.

Mu Yun's words came to his ears: "It's really rare to be a dog like you. Since you want to be a loyal dog, then die like your father. Get out of here..."

The last sound of rolling away was like a bolt from the blue hit Yi Yan. His head was painful, as if he had been hit on the back of his head. The power in his body was instantly taken off. He only took a step back and then sat down on the ground. His hands were holding his head tightly, and his whole body was trembling and twitching.

"The dog slave who is not open to his eyes." Mu Yun cursed and walked towards the place where Miss Lin lived.

Liuzi did not go far. Seeing Yi Yan lying on the ground, he hurriedly ran over and looked up. He saw that Yi Yan had blood in his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. He was shocked and looked at the maid in the distance, but Mu Yun did not go far. He did not dare to shout loudly, but kept chanting in his mouth: "Oh hey...Oh hey..."

Mu Yun's "Get Out" sound was extremely loud, alarming many people.

Lingling, the close maid from Miss Lin’s distant family, came up and said, “Miss is afraid that the young master will forget it, so she ordered me to call you. I was lazy for a while and asked Yi Yan to invite you. Unexpectedly, he not only did not go, but also stopped you, but also asked you to have a lot of young masters. Don’t worry about him.”

"Hmph, dog-like things are worthy of stopping me. If I care about him, he will not have enough of ten lives." Mu Yun said angrily, and Lingling followed her and smiled apologized to Miss Lin's residence.

Yuanyuan also looked at it, but she did not go there, but went directly to her wife's room.

The lady was having breakfast at this time. She heard Mu Yun’s shout outside. When she saw Yuanyuan coming in, she asked, “What’s going on?”

"Yi Yan stopped Mr. Mu and refused to let him see the lady." Yuanyuan said.

The lady frowned and said, "Didn't you tell him that the lady has come out of seclusion and there is no need to block people anymore?"

"I said it, but for some reason, he tried his best to block Mr. Mu today." Yuanyuan said: "Maybe, it was because he was worried about the magic that he had been hit by Mr. Mu before, so he was like this."

"With his character, he should not do such a thing." said the lady.

"Will he be here for so long? He heard something, such as between his father and Mu Yun..." Yuanyuan said.

The lady frowned again and said, "How can someone blame his father for his affairs? Go and see if he is injured. If he is injured, please ask a doctor to come back."

"yes."

Yuanyuan responded and retreated.

Yi Yan was always confused, and occasionally when he was awake, he felt pain all over his body. Sometimes when he was confused, he could see someone in front of the bed, but most of the time, his eyes were lonely and deserted. He couldn't help but think of his father's mourning hall, and he seemed to see the day he died.

"I can't walk home by myself. I'll probably be buried in a mountain outside the city, and I'll become a lonely ghost from now on."

Liuzi walked in gently. He looked at Yi Yan who was lying motionless on the bed and said, "Are you more comfortable when you wake up?"

Yi Yan looked at him in a daze, and only heard Liu Zi continue to say, "I can't see you often. The doctor said that you have weak spirit and weak energy, which is an incurable disease."

Yi Yan couldn't move his body, but wanted to speak but his mouth was dry and cracked. He couldn't speak. He wanted to raise his hand, but found that he had no strength at all.

Liuzi saw Yi Yan's lips dry and white skin, so he hurriedly poured tea, but there was no tea, so he only brought a bowl of cold water to feed Yi Yan to drink.

"Oh, OK, why are you going to stop Mr. Mu? The Mu family is like a local emperor in Yunnan. Even the governor wants to let Mr. Mu three points. What's the point of being called to him? People like us will die if they die. No one will help us stand up. Oh, I'll send you some porridge tonight."

Liuzi didn't seem to dare to stay for too long, so he helped Yi Yan press the four corners of the quilt on the bed and left.

The room was a little dim. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't see someone lying on the bed. Maybe Liuzi saw Yi Yan's silent tears, maybe she didn't see it.

That bowl of cold water seemed like a bowl of sweet spring in the desert, making Yi Yan, who was drowsy, wandering around the vertebrae of death.

He looked at the cold roof, and as he looked, he closed his eyes, swallowed his throat, and opened his mouth one by one, but he didn't make a sound. He wanted to cry, but he endured it.

He didn't understand, didn't understand what was going on, but he was still caught in this desperate situation with caution.

The sky became darker and darker until the room didn't see anything clearly, but Yi Yan's eyes were still open and he had closed at some point.

In the middle of the night, he was awakened by starvation, and Liuzi did not come. Then he fell asleep again. In a daze, someone pushed him to wake him up. Opening his eyes, he heard Liuzi's voice in the dark room.

"Ayan, Ayan, wake up, wake up."

His voice was very light, as if he was afraid that someone would hear it, and there was no light in the room. Yi Yan nodded softly, indicating that he was awake.

Liuzi then said, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." His voice was filled with a feeling of gratitude. Yi Yan did not answer. His voice seemed to be broken, dry and uncomfortable, and he could not make a normal sound.

Liuzi said, "I originally wanted to come to your place after I finished my work, but the fourth housekeeper took me out and didn't come back until very late. In the evening, I stood outside the master's study for half a night. After I went back, I cooked some rice porridge, and it's all right now."

While he was talking, he had already opened the porridge bowl and smelled the aroma of porridge, and his stomach became even hungry. At this moment, he felt that his stomach was not dead. Liuzi blew the porridge and fed Yi Yan sipped it. Yi Yan couldn't speak. Liuzi used to talk a lot, but now he seemed to be pressing and didn't say much.

Until Yi Yan finished eating, Liu Zi packed up the dishes and said casually: "I heard from someone that you stopped Mr. Mu Si because your father had a grudge against him?"

Yi Yan was shocked, and he found the thread in an instant that the confusion was as continuous as a ball of thread.

The sixth son left.

Yi Yan fell into drowsiness again.

Liu Zi told Yi Yan that his spirit and weak energy were incurable, and he did not even have medicine, at least no one stewed medicine for him to take.

Yi Yan himself didn't know whether he would die or not. But he knew that he could not die, absolutely could not. Resentment arises deep in his heart, which makes people move from light to darkness, and can make people move from cowardice to strength.

Just one day passed, just when Yi Yan thought that he would get better slowly if he continued like this, he found that his consciousness became increasingly unclear, his body became increasingly numb, his sleep time became longer and longer, and his awake time became shorter and shorter.

He suddenly realized that he had not had enough time and was very frightened. However, the fear of death arose, but was covered by another feeling of hatred.

"Unless I die completely this time, unless I die completely this time, unless I die completely this time..."

With this hatred, he resisted the deep sleepiness. He was afraid that he would never wake up again as soon as he slept. Every time he woke up, he felt like he was alive again.

In the dark room, day by day. He was still alive, and during some sleep, he sensed a cold flow in his body.

This is completely different from the spiritual power feeling in his body before. It was warm before, but now it is cold and cold. Just like the bowl of cold water that Liuzi poured him that day.

He knew that the spiritual power in his body appeared again, but he didn't know how the original spiritual power became cold. However, the cold spiritual power made him feel clearer. Before, he had always felt a sense of estrangement about the spiritual power in his body. But now it was gone.

This Yinsha spiritual power prevents his body from dying. He can still live without any meal in this dark day.

Yi Yan lay on the bed, facing the darkness and resisting death.

His heart seemed to be slowly immersed in darkness and slowly assimilated.

Gradually, his eyes could see everything clearly in the darkness.

With the silence day after day, he tried hard to let his ears hear the sounds outside the house. Slowly, his ears began to hear the sounds of insects outside the house, and became clearer and clearer, and the further he heard them.

His body became more and more dry, but the Yinsha spiritual power his father passed on to him completely awakened, penetrated into his bone marrow, and merged into his soul.

Liuzi came to deliver some food every day, sometimes twice a day, sometimes once.

In the Hundred Hospitals, the lights are lit and quiet.

It was around ten o'clock in the evening and the wife had already gone to bed to rest.

Liuzi held a food box in his hand and walked towards Yi Yan's residence lightly, but suddenly a sound appeared behind him.

"Liuzi, you are not on duty in the front yard, what are you doing here?"

He turned around in a hurry and saw Yuanyuan standing there looking at him coldly.

They were all servants, but Yuanyuan was one step ahead of other servants.

The sixth son seemed to be about to kneel down, but he seemed to be afraid.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"A little rice porridge." Liuzi said.

"Who are you given to?"

"Give it, give it to Yi Yan for food."

"You are so brave." Yuanyuan said coldly: "Does a dead person still want to eat? You are delivering things to others now. One day you have your legs broken, who will give you something to eat?"
Chapter completed!