After Wearing a Book, I Pampered Five Big Villains

  Chapter 142 The Edge of Disfigurement

  Du Heng didn't open his eyes, but his eyelids moved slightly, and he gave a low "hmm".

  Su Luoyun sat on the embroidered pier in front of the bed, and complained softly, seemingly concerned: "Then Pei Sanlang's words are too fake."

   "He hurt you like this, but he deliberately said such affectionate words."

   "I guess, Pei Yi is probably using these lies to deceive you—to trick you back home."

  Du Heng closed his eyes and didn't respond, with a weary look on his face, no attitude could be seen.

  Su Luoyun felt that her persuasion must have worked, otherwise why would the man on the bed put on such a desperate expression?

  If Du Heng knew Su Luoyun's inner world, he would definitely tell her with disdain: I was seriously injured and my face was pale. Please don't be so rich in your emotional world, okay?

Seeing Du Heng's response, Su Luoyun asked in a low voice: "Du Langjun, how about I put you in another place? Pei Sanlang just searched this house today, what if he turns around and makes another surprise attack? "

  Du Heng thought for a while, and said wearily: "He won't come back."

  How could someone like Pei Yi who loves the new and dislikes the old come back again and again for him?

  What Pei Yi said this morning was actually deceiving him.

  He knows Pei Yi too well, he has no tenacity in doing things, and it is easy to give up halfway. Today, Pei Yi did not find him in this room, and he will never come again.

  However, he was very surprised to see Pei Yi this morning—could it be that Pei Yi stayed in the inn all night and didn't return home?

  When Du Heng thought of this, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

  Pei Sanlang...is it because of him that he stayed at the inn?

   The morning was fairly peaceful and stable.

   But when it was almost noon, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside with a "bang".

  Du Heng was lying dizzy on the bed.

  But when he heard such an abnormal sound, he immediately opened his eyes, and almost turned over from the bed at his fastest speed to hide.

  However, before he got out of bed, a person was already standing in front of the bed.

  The man stood upright, holding a long knife in his left hand.

  Du Heng's heart skipped a beat.

  He looked up, and sure enough, he saw that familiar and handsome face.

   "Seven kills!"

  Du Heng shouted in astonishment.

  The one who came was Seven Kills.

  He looked down at Du Heng who was lying on the bed, and said expressionlessly: "I am ordered by the third master to come and pick you up."

  Qi Sha said and made a gesture.

  The guards following him immediately carried the stretcher to the bed. Two of the guards gently helped Du Heng get out of bed, and then escorted him to the stretcher.

   All this happened so fast that Su Luoyun was stunned.

  Qisha glanced at her indifferently, and said coldly: "The third master asked me to tell you, don't touch people you shouldn't touch, and don't move your mind if you shouldn't."

  Su Luoyun was very afraid of this unfriendly guard, so she lowered her eyes and dared not look at him.

   But she was shocked and angry in her heart, annoyed that Pei Yi was too arrogant.

  Du Heng was lying on the stretcher, saluted Su Luoyun from a distance, "Thank you, Mrs. Su, for taking care of me." Last night, if Su Luoyun hadn't controlled the poison in time for him, I'm afraid that the poison had already spread all over his body and died.

   "It's just a little effort, Du Lang-jun is polite." Su Luoyun slightly bowed her knees in return.

  Qi Sha glanced at the two people who seemed to be affectionately between them, and made a gesture without saying a word.

   After receiving the order, the guards carried Du Heng and walked outside the house without stopping at all.

  Du Heng smiled self-deprecatingly, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

  To be honest, he never expected Pei Yi to come out like this.

   Logically speaking, according to Pei Yi's temperament, she should not continue to spend time on a person like him.

  Du Heng was lying on the stretcher, his whole body was bobbing slightly as the guards moved around.

   In a trance, he suddenly realized that he underestimated Pei Yi and this person too much.

   After a while, the group finally returned to Pei's residence.

  Qi Kill commanded the guards to carry Du Heng back to the wing, and then sent all the guards out.

   All of a sudden, only Qisha and Du Heng were left in the room.

  Du Heng's face was extremely pale. He sat on the head of the bed, his eyes were a little empty, and he didn't say a word.

  Qi Kill took out a small medicine bottle from the wide waistband pocket and threw it to him.

   Although Du Heng was not feeling well, he was still alert, so he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

   "This is the antidote." Qi Sha said coldly, "The third master ordered me to give it to you."

  Du Heng was very surprised.

  He thought that Pei Yi would definitely punish him heavily for bringing him back to the mansion.

   But now that the punishment has not come, Pei Yi gave him the antidote first, and let him live back in the original courtyard.

  Du Heng really couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt.

  He finished taking the antidote without saying a word, and without knowing what he was thinking, he suddenly said coldly: "Qi Sha, you like the third master."

  This sentence is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

  Qi Sha was taken aback for a moment, then categorically denied: "I don't like it."

  However, even though he said so on the lips, Qi Sha felt a little guilty in his heart for no reason. Where did this guilty conscience come from, he couldn't say it himself.

   "Yeah, I don't like the third master." Du Heng said softly.

   Qisha looked a little surprised.

  For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Du Heng was speaking to him or Du Heng himself.

  He couldn't tell whether these words were an affirmation of reality, or a compromise to a state of self-deception.

   "Oh, Brother Du is back home!"

  A strange taunt came from outside the door.

  When Du Heng turned his head, he saw a handsome young man with a veil coming in.

  When he thought of the reason why this person had a veil on his face, he couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling.

   "Oh, Brother Du still has the face to laugh at me!"

  Xun Huan strode towards the bed, cursing and saying, "You are jealous that the third master called me to bed, and you poisoned me to disfigure me!"

  Xun Huan seemed to be in a hurry when he said this, and he was about to attack Du Heng.

But Qisha, who had been standing by the bed, raised his hand holding the knife to block Xun Huan's way, and said coldly: "The third master told you that Du Langjun needs to rest, and no one else should disturb his rest, let alone treat him He's punching and kicking."

  Xun Huan was choked all of a sudden, and it took a long time before he said to Du Heng indignantly: "For the sake of the third master, I don't bother to argue with you!"

  Du Heng smiled cheaply, noncommittal.

  Xun Huan was very angry, walked to a chair beside him and sat down, unconvinced, said: "Du Heng, give me the antidote quickly! If my face is really ruined, I will definitely make you regret coming to this world!"