Lu Yundan felt pain in his shoulder and groaned. The anger hidden in his phoenix eyes became stronger and stronger. He hugged the person in his arms tighter, wishing he could merge into his own flesh and blood. He turned around and walked quickly back to Fu Weiyi.

The wing where you live.

Seeing that Lu Yundan didn't say a word after being stabbed, Fu Weiyi took her back to the wing where she was before and kicked the door shut, feeling a little scared.

After Lu Yundan kicked the door shut with his feet, he put down Fu Weiyi in his arms, tore off the curtains on her body and wrapped them himself.

Fu Weiyi was frightened and stepped back, leaning her back against the door. Lu Yundan forcefully imprisoned her between the door and himself. He held her slender waist with one hand and held her up with the other hand.

With a porcelain chin, he leaned forward and kissed Fu Weiyi's pink lips heavily.

Fu Weiyi's watery eyes widened, and she struggled violently, but to no avail. She clenched her teeth and wanted to bite, but Lu Yundan pinched her jaw again, and she could only let him take it forcefully.

Fu Weiyi couldn't avoid it, and was kissed by Lu Yundan suddenly. He suppressed his breathing, as if the world was spinning. The thought of being humiliated and dying appeared in his heart for the first time, and tears filled his eyes.

Fu Weiyi was born in the Fu clan. Since she was a child, her family has trained her in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as etiquette education and housekeeping. Until now, she has mastered all these things.

And because she was born prematurely and was frail since childhood, the elders in the clan pampered her more and more. They loved her very much and could not bear to use her in marriage. They only planned to find a lower-class marriage in the future and rely on her mother's family in the future.

She also has her own husband to take care of her and love her.

Therefore, she Fu Weiyi is beautiful, elegant and gentle, a delicate flower that has never experienced wind and rain, a precious peony that Fu raised in a jade pot. She has the appearance and temperament that make most men attracted.

But she is also too fragile to withstand any storms. Once her family is destroyed, she will have a hard time surviving and can only be protected by others.

The chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, and etiquette training that I have studied so hard in the past are just things that show oneself, please others, and please others. They are not skills that can protect oneself.

After falling into this situation, Fu Weiyi realized how useless these things he had learned in the past were when crisis struck.

If her family can no longer protect her, all these things she has learned in the past will be of no use except making her more attractive to men.

After a long time, Lu Yundan let go of Fu Weiyi's lips, stepped back slightly, and said hoarsely with a sense of oppression: "What? Didn't you say that you are a plaything? Then you did something that should be a 'plaything'

'What should be done is intolerable?"

Fu Weiyi pursed her lips stubbornly to prevent the tears from falling. She clenched the golden hairpin in her hand again, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

Lu Yundan directly sensed Fu Weiyi's intention and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to seek death, I will no longer protect the female relatives of the Fu family in the military prostitute camp!"

At this time, the sky was dark, and the moonlight shone in through the wide-open window lattice. There was only a thick smell of blood filling the air, lingering. This was the blood still seeping out from Lu Yundan's shoulder, meandering and gathering.

The scarlet color bloomed on the robe, like a tragic and tragic blood flower. From this, we can see how deeply Fu Weiyi's hairpin pierced her just now.

When Fu Weiyi heard what Lu Yundan said, the end of his gaze touched the bloody flower on Lu Yundan's shoulder. He lost all strength in his body and the gold hairpin in his hand fell heavily to the ground. His defenses in his heart were shattered and he burst into tears.

"It hurts so much that you don't want to live anymore?" Lu Yundan said coldly again.

"Don't touch me..." Fu Weiyi pressed her hand against Lu Yundan's chest, collapsed and cried.

"Then what do you want me to think of you?" When Lu Yundan saw Fu Weiyi acting like this, a hint of soft-heartedness flashed through his eyes.

"Old friend." Fu Weiyi said his true thoughts.

"Are you going to look down on yourself again next time?" Lu Yundan hardened his heart and asked again in a cold voice.

"How could you do this to me?" Fu Weiyi raised his head with tears in his eyes, looking at the strange and handsome man in front of him in disbelief.

"You have repeatedly used words as sharp weapons to hurt me, and I will feel uncomfortable. I also want you to try this feeling." Lu Yundan looked down at her and said expressionlessly.

Fu Weiyi had never seen Lu Yundan like this before, his face turned even paler, and his tears were like broken beads.

"You do this again and again, just because I have affection for you." Lu Yundan looked at the woman in front of him with a penetrating gaze.

When Fu Weiyi heard this, Chuchen's face completely lost all color, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He felt as if someone had cut off his flesh and blood with a knife, and something in his heart seemed to burst open.

Broken and crushed into powder, there is a vague voice, screaming desperately in the mind: Nonsense! Nonsense! He is talking nonsense!
Chapter completed!