Yuwen Changyun suddenly raised his head, turned his head hastily, and saw Bei Yutang standing there.
He stood up eagerly, but he forgot that one of his legs was broken. He fell to the ground in a panic. He put his hands on the ground and crawled towards her.
“Yutang.”
Yuwen Changyun’s voice was hoarse, and his cloudy eyes shone brightly when he looked at her.
Bei Yutang turned to the Eldest Young Master Ouyang and said, “Young Master Ouyang, I want to chat with him alone for a while.”
The Eldest Young Master Ouyang smiled at her and said, “Okay.”
Before leaving, he cast a cold glance at Yuwen Changyun.
After the others left, Yuwen Changyun asked eagerly: “Yutang, help me. Help me out.”
“Save you out?” Bei Yutang sneered, “I went through all the trouble to get you in, why should I save you out?”
“What did you say!!” Yuwen Changyun’s eyes widened, and he stared at her.
Bei Yutang said calmly: “With your intelligence, you had already thought of it when you saw me and the Ouyang family together. Why pretend to be surprised? Do you still have any expectations?”
“You wouldn’t think that I would like someone with broken sleeves and would use me as a fertility tool, would you? I, Bei Yutang, am not that despicable and like to abuse myself.”
Her words were like sharp knives piercing into his chest.
He always thought that she loved him. Even when everyone was insulting him, she stood by his side without hesitation. But reality told him that this was all false.
“You betrayed me!” Yuwen Changyun looked at her angrily, “I have never done anything sorry for you from beginning to end. Why did you do this to me? Why?”
Bei Yutang’s eyes suddenly turned cold, “Tread your own conscience and see if you have really never done anything sorry for me.”
At this time, to be able to say such words shamelessly was to underestimate the thickness of his face.
Yuwen Changyun felt guilty under her stern gaze and turned his head unconsciously.
“If I hadn’t known about the Mid-Autumn Banquet back then, I might have been the one who died now.” Bei Yutang looked at him with half-smiling eyes.
“Did you do that?” Yuwen Changyun looked at her in astonishment.
“Are you surprised?” Bei Yutang looked at his expression and asked quietly, “Who do you think did it?”
He had always been fearful of King Xiaoyao’s revenge, but he didn’t expect that the person taking action was not him, but the person at his own pillow. He felt strange as to why King Xiaoyao was calm after that. It turned out that he had recognized the wrong person.
“So you already knew it.” Yuwen Changyun looked at Bei Yutang as if he had never understood her before.
“Of course. I told the Ouyang family what happened to you and your subordinates.” Bei Yutang continued to hit.
“You, you poisonous woman!” Yuwen Changyun’s face turned livid with anger, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
It turned out that it was all her fault that made him so miserable.
“When it comes to poison, I’m not as ruthless as you.” When Bei Yutang thought of what happened to the original owner in her previous life, she wanted to cut the person in front of her into pieces with a thousand knives.
“B*tch!” Yuwen Changyun rushed toward her and wanted to strangle her to death, but he was kicked away by Bei Yutang.
His body was kicked away hard, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
The people waiting outside heard such a loud noise and hurried over.
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