Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 812 (Fan Wai Fan) A Different Kind of Wei Xun
Murong Yao's eyes flickered for a moment, he nodded, picked up the key phone and went out the door.

Wei Xun told him that she was moving and asked him to take all his clothes back. He originally planned to pick them up during the day, but Wei Xun explained that she had already left and moved to the old city where his father had lived before his death. In desperation, Murong Yao agreed.

In fact, he could not have gone, but maybe this farewell meant that we would never see each other again. This time, Murong Yao also planned to explain this matter clearly to her and make a settlement. After all, it was he who betrayed Wei Xun.

Arriving at Wei Xun's villa area, Murong Yao parked the car on the side of the road, he didn't get out of the car in a hurry, but called Wei Xun to ask her to bring the suitcase to the gate.

When Wei Xun received the call, she was sitting on the open-air balcony of the villa. She looked down at the car beside the street at the entrance of the villa. She was wearing a dark red gauze dress, and her fair skin matched the color very well, making her appear She is becoming more and more charming, but there is a faint poison of poppy hidden under this charm.

She slowly extinguished the cigarette, got up and went downstairs, she looked at the suitcase in the room which was not that big at all, Wei Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a fierce light.

Wei Xun knew that Murong Yao didn't want to come in, no matter how much she persuaded him, he wouldn't come in.

So……

Under the dim light, an exquisite and graceful figure stood by the dining table, holding a fruit knife in her hand. Since her face was facing the wall, it was not possible to see her expression clearly.

Murong Yao waited outside for a long time but did not see Wei Xun coming out, and he couldn't rush him, so he could only wait.

At this moment, Wei Xun's phone call came.

"Ah Yao, I...I really can't take out the salute for you. I tried for a long time, but my arm is not good enough. You should come in and get it." Wei Xun's tone was full of apology.

Murong Yao caught the important word, "Arm? What's wrong with the arm?"

"Ah, it's nothing, you can come here first and salute, I'm tired after tidying up the room all day and I need to rest." Wei Xun's voice was still so gentle that Murong Yao didn't have too much doubt.

When the doorbell rang, Wei Xun searched around, and when she saw that there was nothing missing, she got up and went to open the door.

The door was opened from the inside, and the first thing Murong Yao noticed was the gauze on Wei Xun's arm. The gauze was still red with blood, which was very dazzling. Judging from the degree of bleeding, the wound should not be small.

Murong Yao immediately frowned, "How did this happen?"

Wei Xun quickly hid his arm behind his back, and smiled sweetly, "It's nothing, I accidentally cut it, your suitcase is there, take it away."

"Scratched? How can it be scratched like this?" Murong Yao grabbed her wrist and looked carefully.

Wei Xun shrugged indifferently, "It's fine, don't worry."

"Your parents definitely don't want to see you like this, you should take good care of yourself, understand?" The man's expression was very deep.

Wei Xun stared at the sweet smile on his pink face, "I know, I can't take care of myself well, don't I still have you?"

She seemed to be very satisfied with her smile, but when Murong Yao heard this sentence, her heart skipped a beat.

His silence made Wei Xun's heart tremble even more, she couldn't believe it until now!
"Xiao Xun." Murong Yao called her suddenly.

Wei Xun suppressed the trembling of his hands, forced a smile and nodded, "Yes, I'm here."

Looking at her smile in front of him, Murong Yao's eyes darkened slightly.

(End of this chapter)