Chapter 85: The Camellia Blooms, the Man Gone (Part 4) After all, I haven't...

As the sunlight streamed in, Ye Qingzhan's stiff body shifted, blinking toward the rooftop as she pondered her future plans.

The young man had held her all night, and now he still refused to let go.

In her dreams, Ye Qingzhan saw his past, their subsequent companionship. Every time she closed her eyes, she would be transported back to the day her mother was in danger. She remembered that before she saw the young man in red, she had smelled the cold plum blossom scent.

That delicate, distant fragrance drifted over the cliffs. In that perilous moment, it stirred her suspended heart.

And now, that plum blossom scent clung to her, like countless soft hands caressing her body. Ye Qingzhan was more terrified than treated gently.

In that plum blossom scent, she could always see her mother lying on the ground, and think of herself in despair. She

had to ask for answers.

Ye Qingzhan lowered her eyes slightly, looking down at the young man sleeping peacefully next to her neck, her eyes suddenly becoming fierce.

- If you really killed my mother, I will never let you go.

The voice in her heart could not be expressed, because Ye Qingzhan knew clearly that she was no match for him at the moment. If she rashly asked for accusations, it would only make him angry. Not only would she not get an answer, but she would also lose her life.

She still had a lot to do, and she must not die in his hands.

"You are staring at me, what are you looking at?"

The breath on her ear was obviously warm, but the tone of the voice was extremely cold. Ye Qingzhan's heart suddenly jumped and she withdrew her gaze.

She could not see anything, and she didn't know that the young man had woken up.

"You are awake."

The face buried in the girl's neck and shoulder slowly moved away, and Wen Gu looked at Ye Qingzhan. The look was no longer the greedy look of catching prey last night, but full of scrutiny. After staring at her for a long time, he suddenly turned over and grabbed her chin. His gaze first fell on her dazed and slightly blinking eyes, then inch by inch, passed over her beautiful nose, and reached her lips.

Although he couldn't see, this gaze was like a sharp blade, cutting himself bit by bit. In the aggression that was impossible to escape, Ye Qingzhan's heart was beating uncontrollably. She heard him say: "

I forgot to tell you that there are some dirty and filthy things in my body. They are useless, but sometimes they are useful. For example, last night, when you held me to sleep, they heard your voice."

The boy's voice was like a clear mountain spring, dry and clear. Now, it fell into Ye Qingzhan's ears, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, extremely terrifying.

"Guess what they told me?"

The boy, who had no father or mother and had never attended school for a day, grew up in resentment and hatred. He never understood what rules were, what was propriety, righteousness, and shame, and he had never heard of the difference between men and women. However, even if he knew, what would it matter? He would still do whatever he wanted, no matter if he had any other reasons!

At this moment, his bony hands, though he was a man, slid down the girl's fair neck regardless of anything, all the way to her heart. He smiled and asked, "Guess what they told me about you?"

Through the clothes, the itch on her chest was like thousands of upside-down silver needles, which would pierce her if she was not careful. With sweat oozing from her forehead, Ye Qingzhan didn't understand why his temperament had changed so much overnight, so she could only pretend to be calm and asked, "What did they tell you?"

Wen Gu drew circles on her heart with his fingertips. Hearing this, he stopped and smiled, "Those evil beasts said--"

He suddenly stopped.

Ye Qingzhan didn't understand why he laughed. It seemed that he thought of something funny, or maybe he was just teasing her and enjoying her painful look of being tortured. She

had never felt that time passed so slowly. The young man's smiling voice was torture to her at this moment.

The tingling sensation in her heart began again, spreading over her body like a trickle of water. Ye Qingzhan finally heard the answer while trembling.

"You want to kill me."

The spinning fingers stopped, and Wen Gu stared at the girl's slightly trembling eyelashes for a while. Suddenly, he felt very good. He lay back beside her, folded his arms behind his head, and asked, "Tell me, why do you want to kill me?"

He asked so easily and naturally, as if being killed was already a common thing for him. But a heavy mist enveloped Ye Qingzhan's heart.

Should she ask?

How should she ask?

She had seen the moodiness of this young man. Last night, he was still clinging to her, and a hug could comfort him. But today, he was like a male ghost who liked to play tricks on people. His every word and action was unpredictable

. Ye Qingzhan didn't know how to start.

What if she pressed him directly and asked him why he wanted to kill her mother? What if this young man didn't admit it? If she didn't tell the truth, and said that she didn't hate him and just wanted to be friends with him, would he believe it?

In her opinion, the latter was not feasible. The boy said that there was a group of dirty things in his body that could listen to people's voices. Although he said this, it was still unknown whether it was true or not, but if it was true, the boy would know that she was lying, and what if he killed her in anger?

After thinking about it, Ye Qingzhan decided to take another gamble. She calmed down her mood, looked at the roof, and said calmly: "I do want to kill you."

Wen Gu, who was resting his head on his arm, looked at her sideways after hearing what she said. A hint of hostility immediately overflowed from his beautiful eyes, but when he heard her next words, he retracted it.

"But that's only after I get the answer." Ye Qingzhan's voice was gentle and unhurried, making it feel comfortable and trustworthy. She leaned over, her blind eyes meeting the boy's gaze, feeling it. "Can I ask you a question? You have to promise not to kill me after hearing what I ask."

Lying or telling the truth could both lead to death, so it was better to get a convincing promise and get it straight to the point, saving herself from living in constant fear.

"If you can swear not to kill me, I'll tell you why I want to kill you. Can you?"

Not kill her.

Of course.

After all, he hadn't let her hug him enough.

After all, the number of people who wanted to kill him wouldn't matter if she was there or not. Those who claimed to be from the sect were far more brutal than she was, demanding his life without a word. When they couldn't defeat him, they started begging him to spare their lives. They were even worse than that stupid dragon.

The girl's eyes fell into his, and Wen Gu said, "I won't kill you, just tell me." He began to look forward to the reason why she wanted to kill him. It shouldn't be as boring as those stinky monks.

After getting his promise, Ye Qingzhan made up her mind and asked, "Do you remember that you once pointed a sword at a woman?" As soon as the words fell, she felt that the gaze on her face became heavier.

A woman...

Wen Gu began to think seriously - over the years, most of the people who died in his hands were ordinary people who came to provoke him and couldn't beat him. It didn't seem like she had killed any women.

"No, I only kill men."

The voice that came from her ear was very close to her, like throwing a stone into a lake, and Ye Qingzhan's heart jumped unnaturally, "Are you sure?" She was a little anxious for a moment, turned sideways, and grabbed his clothes with both hands, "On a mountainside, you were wearing a red dress, holding a sword, and the tip of the sword was pointing at a woman lying on the ground."

The woman, always well-behaved, now looked to Wen Gu like a docile rabbit whose fur had suddenly exploded. He was momentarily stunned, then his mind began to recollect. It seemed... it really had happened.

"Is she the woman who encountered a rolling stone and fell from the carriage?" Being grabbed by the collar, Wen Gu felt a little nervous and retreated slightly.

After hearing his words, the girl became more and more agitated, completely different from the gentle and peaceful girl from last night. "Yes, she is my mother. What did you do to her? Why did you point a sword at her?"

Such a passive feeling was unpleasant. Wen Gu held Ye Qingzhan's shoulders with both hands, helped her up and sat opposite her, saying unhappily, "First of all, I didn't point a sword at your mother. I just wanted to see if she was seriously injured. And why does she have so much resentment around her?"

As the young man finished speaking, it was Ye Qingzhan's turn to be stunned. "What resentment?"

Wen Gu looked at her and continued, "You should be the woman who fell off the cliff. The black dragon said he would 'rescue the beauty' and flew to save you. Who knew you pulled out the most important piece of dragon scale from its body. After I heard his screams, I went to the edge of the cliff to investigate. When I turned around, your mother was gone."

It turned out that it was not a feather of a flying bird, but a dragon scale... Ye Qingzhan remembered the touch of that thing tightly in his hand.

"I used Yin Sha to place you firmly on the ground. When I went to look for your mother, she was gone."

Wen Gu looked at the trembling girl, a sudden panic rising within him.

"What's wrong with you? I'm telling you the truth. I'm not lying. Besides, I have no reason to kill your mother."

A tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eye, and Ye Qingzhan "looked" at him. "Can you help me find her?" She didn't know why she trusted him. Perhaps it was a voice deep within her heart that told her with unwavering conviction that only he could help her.

His own parents hadn't been found, yet she wanted him to help her find her mother. It was truly... there were a million reasons to refuse, but after seeing her tears, none of them came to mind. Wen Gu felt strange and tormented—he'd seen others cry before, and nothing more than irritation had occurred. But seeing this person cry, his heart felt like his own, its pounding incessantly.

Wen Gu didn't understand the feeling, and simply concluded that he hadn't hugged her enough. If she couldn't find her mother and kept crying, and then when she hugged him, her tears would probably drown him, it was scary to think about it.

In this case, he would help her.

However, there are conditions for helping others. As the mortals who buy vegetables say: "Don't do business at a loss."

After thinking it through and calculating clearly, Wen Gutai wiped the tears from her face, "Don't cry, I will help you, but-" "

But what?" Ye Qingzhan was still sobbing.

"I have a condition."

Hearing this, Ye Qingzhan stopped crying, "What condition?"