Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 557

This meant that he would not have to pay any price to learn even more from Wei Yuanwei.

Hehe, Wei Yuanwei, it is not enough for you to have a clever mind. What you lack is experience and shrewdness.

This time, you are finally going to be in my hands!

Only when Wei Yuanwei could no longer hear the footsteps outside did she put the comb in her hand down as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders!

Raising his cold gaze, he looked in the direction that Baili Qingcheng had left in!

Baili Qingcheng, you are going to lose again!

Just as Wei Yuanwei was about to blow out the candle and go to sleep, the door was once again opened.

Feng Yin, who had a terrified expression, walked in. Seeing Wei Yuanwei's frown and startled eyes, she finally recovered, and walked towards Wei Yuanwei.

He immediately threw himself into Wei Yuanwei's embrace with a look of extreme fear: "Wei Yuanwei, I'm so scared!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" When Wei Yuanwei saw Feng Yin, she was initially on guard, but following that, Feng Yin's actions caused Wei Yuanwei to lose all alertness.

This was because a person with schizophrenia would not imitate another person's self. Even if it was an imitation, it would not imitate such a figure.

It was impossible to make the other Wind Cry act like this little white rabbit.

Feng Yin pitifully hugged Wei Yuanwei's body, his head resting on Wei Yuanwei's shoulder, his mouth puckering up like a child. Although he was wronged and did not cry, when he saw his family members appear, he immediately started to cry.

"It hurts here!" Although Feng Yin was on the verge of tears, he was still strong enough to force them out, and then he pointed at his own stomach.

Although Baili Qingcheng did not use too much strength in that kick earlier, his abdomen was still the softest part of his body. Furthermore, Feng Yin's body had some inner force and martial arts on it, but he did not know how to use it.

Thus, this kick was quite powerful when compared to Feng Yin's. After he had collided with the tree, he had completely lost consciousness.

Wei Yuanwei pulled Feng Yin to the side of the bed, and then untied Feng Yin's clothes. She saw that there was a footprint sized black and blue left on her abdomen, which showed just how heavy this kick was to Feng Yin.

At that time, how much pain did Feng Yin feel?

"It's fine, just rest for a few days!" Wei Yuanwei advised. After all, Baili Qingcheng still wanted that evil Feng Yin to wake up, so this kick would not take Feng Yin's life.

Wei Yuanwei let Feng Yin lie down, but Feng Yin did not let go of Wei Yuanwei's shoulder. His tiny eyes pitifully squinted, "His back hurts too!"

Wei Yuanwei sighed: "Then why don't you sleep on your side?"

Feng Yin nodded his head obediently, took off his shoes and socks, and climbed onto the bed. After lying down on the bed, he pulled Wei Yuanwei's sleeves, opened his black eyes wide and looked at Wei Yuanwei, "Wei Yuanwei, you are going to tell me a story, I still want to go to the fairytale world! "That way, I won't hurt anymore!"

Wei Yuanwei nodded at Feng Yin, she truly hoped that Feng Yin would continue like this forever.

He was afraid that Feng Yin's mental illness would suddenly break out.

A large part of this was due to the circ.u.mstances of his life and a psychological factor.

Unfortunately, she didn't study psychology, so she could only bring Feng Yin to meet some kind people. Living in a very simple and warm environment, Feng Yin's symptoms might only be able to change.

Wei Yuanwei tried her best to make the fairy tale sound more beautiful and warm. This way, when the wind blew into her dreams, the world he lived in would be even more beautiful and he would be happier.

"I'll be jealous if you do this!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind Wei Yuanwei.

The moment Wei Yuanwei turned around, she saw a black clothed Mu Jin standing straight and upright by the open window with his body akin to green bamboo. A pair of clean and innocent eyes were currently filled with a warm smile.

"Mu Jin, how did you get in?" Wei Yuanwei cried out, but in the next moment she was in Mu Jin's warm and familiar embrace.

She smelled a faint sandalwood fragrance that she hadn't smelled in a long time. That faint sandalwood fragrance seeped into her nose, causing her to feel incomparably at ease.

Mu Jin rubbed Wei Yuanwei's head, wrapping her small body in her embrace, "Naturally, you've gone through all the trouble to come in!"

"How did you get in? How did you know I was being held here? And how did you avoid the guards outside the door? " Wei Yuanwei had a lot of questions.

The guards outside were all top-notch experts, it was extremely difficult for Mu Jin not to alarm them!

"Ning Zheyan drew all the diagrams in the inner parts of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion for me. Every part of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion has a secret pa.s.sage. Mu Jin's words were very intimate. After not seeing her for a month, he had actually missed her so much, and even before entering the water, his heart had become anxious and impatient. However, he could only suppress the anxiety in his heart and patiently a.n.a.lyze every detail.

Otherwise, if he made a mistake, not to mention seeing Wei Yuanwei, even he would find it hard to protect herself.

Wei Yuanwei lifted her gaze, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes glimmered as she looked at Mu Jin: "How is Ning Zheyan? Is he all right? Did you come with you? "

As Wei Yuanwei spoke, she was about to look out the window, but Mu Jin stopped him, and put her hand on Wei Yuanwei's waist: "He can't come, but he's taken the blood pill, and his current body is much better than before. Let's quickly leave this place, right?"

"Blood pill?" You found a blood pill? " At that time, Ning Zheyan had always thought that the blood pill was with Mu Jin, but in the end, what Mu Jin gave him was a fake one, and that caused Ning Zheyan to feel extremely wronged.

"Yes, I came here so late to find Ning Zheyan a blood pill!" Mu Jin nodded and pulled Wei Yuanwei's hand as he prepared to leave.

But Wei Yuanwei walked to the bedside, and when she saw the person sleeping on the bed, she asked: "You're bringing him along?"

Wei Yuanwei nodded her head, "That's right, we cannot let Feng Yin continue to stay here, if not he will become the same as before!"

However, Mu Jin hesitated for a moment: "But if he wakes up, it will be detrimental to us!"

Mu Jin looked at the sweet moan of the wind on the bed, as if he was looking at himself in the mirror.

"Mu Jin, when we leave this place, I will explain everything to you!" Time was of the essence, and Wei Yuanwei did not have the time to explain everything to Mu Jin.

Mu Jin nodded, after Wei Yuanwei woke Feng Yin from his bed, she followed Mu Jin into the secret pa.s.sage of Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

In the pitch-black darkness, there was only the sound of footsteps as the guards changed their positions, as well as the sound of clashing blades and swords.