The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

Why is she drinking so much alcohol?

"Dandan?" He called her in a low voice.

"Yeah!" She responded lightly.

"Why do you drink so much? I'll help you go to bed and rest." He touched her messy hair distressedly, and helped her walk to the bed.

Ouyang Dandan, who was in pain, was drunk, and in a daze, she dreamed of her parents, her younger brother, and every word in Yu Ji's letter. She was lying on the table holding a knife, crying in her heart.

Fu Dingyun hugged her with both hands, and her confused eyes reflected his figure.

She looked at him, a man surnamed Fu, remembering what Yu Ji said in her letter, her arms began to tremble...

In the confusion, her rationality was lost bit by bit, but the scars began to clear up bit by bit, and her heart became more and more entangled. Except for her hands, Master could forgive her.

Her breathing began to be rapid, and Fu Dingyun helped her step by step to the bed. He noticed her strangeness and asked, "What's wrong with you? Dan...uh!"

Suddenly, Fu Dingyun yelled in pain, loosened his hands, and Dandan fell to the ground.

Blood dripped, and Fu Dingyun knelt down softly, looking at her in disbelief.

"Dandan, why... what?"

Dandan on the ground was startled sober and panicked. Her bloody hand left the half of the knife and fell to the ground with a "dang".

Fu Dingyun's chest was bleeding.

"Third Young Master, I..." She screamed, her whole body trembling.

It wasn't her intention, she didn't mean it.

Fu Yaxuan, who heard the pain in the distance, hurried over and opened the door to come in, and was surprised to see this scene.

"Second brother!" She shouted, rushed to Fu Dingyun's side, supported him and shouted: "What's going on?"

With this shout, almost everyone in the mansion was called. Fu Dingzhi's face was ashen, and he rushed to Ouyang Dandan immediately, and drew out his long knife with a "jang".

"I didn't expect you to do such a thing, I didn't expect you to be a spy!"

"Third brother..." Fu Dingyun cried out in pain.

"Second brother!" Fu Dingzhi dropped the knife and went to check his injuries.

"Come here, bring the medicine! Boil hot water!" Fu Dingzhi said to Fu Dingyun sternly: "Second brother, hold on, the third brother will help you pull out the knife."

Fu Dingyun was panting heavily, Lu Jiaojiao had already brought trauma medicine, but Fu Dingyun bit her lip and refused to make a sound.

"Uh..." With a muffled groan, Fu Dingzhi had already pulled out the knife left in his body.

When the knife fell to the ground, Fu Dingzhi stared furiously, and shouted: "You are going to avenge your kindness, Ouyang Dandan, take your life!"

With a sound of "Hoo!", the knife flashed, and the sharp handle was already on Dandan's neck, but she stood there motionless.

Ouyang Dandan looked at Fu Dingyun's blood-oozing chest, and couldn't help but burst into tears. Now that Fu Dingzhi's long knife was across her neck, she simply forgot to dodge it.

Seeing this, Fu Dingyun endured the pain, and reluctantly shouted: "Third brother, don't... want it."

Fu Yaxuan gently held Fu Dingzhi's hand, snatched the knife from him, and said: "I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding about this matter, we should wait for the second brother's injury to heal before we deal with her."

"Fourth sister, why did you stop me? Are you going to let the tiger go back to the mountain?" Fu Dingzhi glared at Fu Yaxuan angrily.

Fu Dingyun raised his head and glanced at Ouyang Dandan, her face was full of tears, she looked very pitiful, hey, if I knew this earlier, why did I do it in the first place?