The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 462 The Trauma of the Mind

Zhuang Jiang crossed many courtyards, his expression extremely gloomy.When she heard about Qingyan's accident, she left her job almost immediately and rushed back.

At this moment, Mo Linyuan and Yan Feng are also with her.

None of the three of them knew what was going on in front of them.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and a group of hermit guards surrounded it heavily, leaving no gaps.

And in this heavy encirclement, is a young girl in a green skirt.She was covered in stains and had blood on her hands.A pair of apricot pupils were red, as if they were lifeless.

She didn't run, nor did she hug and eat like in the past, and she refused to let go.

She just stood quietly in the crowd, staring at the mess all over the floor, in a daze.

Perhaps there is a trauma that comes from the heart.

"Clear the smoke..."

Zhuang Jiangluo stood in front of Qingyan and looked at her with reddish eyes.

Qing Yan raised her head in a daze, and the moment she saw Zhuang Jiang, those almond eyes that seemed to have dried up became radiant again, and there were unstoppable tears as well.

She hugged Zhuang Jiang tightly, sobbing non-stop, all the grievances seemed to come to her heart at this moment.

"Qingyan, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Jiang patted Qing Yan's back and asked softly.On the other side, Mo Linyuan and Yan Feng also frowned tightly.

Because they have never seen clear smoke, shed tears, or hurt their hearts.

This girl always seems to be illuminated by the sun.As Zhuang Jiang said, she is the light.

But at this moment, Qingyan cried heartbreakingly.She just cried, but refused to say a word.

Zhuang Jiang's heart clenched tightly, and after an unknown amount of time, Qingyan stopped.Zhuang Jiang looked at Yan Feng and motioned him to take Qingyan.

Yan Feng complied.

Seeing Yanfeng sitting in front of the stone table with Qingyan on his hands, Zhuang Jiang finally turned his eyes awe-inspiringly and looked around.

Those bright eyes narrowed slightly, and the strange aura, like a phoenix standing proudly in the sky, made people fear.

"Who did it?"

she asked softly.

All the hidden guards had already withdrawn their knives, but they trembled because of Zhuang Jiang's question.

Half a word can't be said.

"I asked, who did it!"

The purple skirt was floating, and the terrifying aura was overwhelming in an instant. The hidden guards who boasted of their high martial arts skills were crushed to the ground on one knee in an instant.

The surrounding air was suffocatingly cold.

Mo Linyuan watched quietly, he did not stop Zhuang Jiang, even if these were all his people.

Seeing that everyone was about to lose their hold, a door at the back finally opened slowly.

Huaying and Xiaoya supported Yunyin and walked to the center of the crowd step by step.

The moment he saw them, the light in Qing Yan's eyes dimmed for a moment.

Yan Feng could feel that the little hands he was holding were starting to become cold.

"Princess, you, don't blame them..."

Yunyin's face was pale, and the white dress on her body was still stained with blood.At this moment, she, with her pretty face, interpreted her tenderness to the extreme.

And there was a bruise on her face.

But she was talking to Zhuang Jiang, but her gaze was always on Mo Linyuan.

"Oh?" Zhuang Jiang raised his eyebrows, his voice was cold. "It's not their fault, it's your fault?"

When Yunyin heard this, she seemed to be stung by Zhuang Jiang's words.

She grabbed Huaying, who wanted to stand up for her, and said weakly and aggrieved:

"I'm really to blame for this matter. It was I who accidentally overturned Miss Qingyan's food, which caused the disaster."

Having said that, Yunyin glanced back at Qingyan again.Compassionate said:

"That knife, I should suffer..."

After the words fell, the wound on her abdomen seemed to be torn open again, and blood flowed out.

However, no one expected that Zhuang Jiang would slap Yun Yin's answer hard.

(End of this chapter)