He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 146 The Yandere Who Was Forcibly Taken Over 4

The scene was bizarre at one point.

Yan Wei couldn't see the person's face or even her outline clearly, but he could sense her presence.

A hazy red mist obscured the trembling pearly light, and he drowned in the narrow, suffocating crevice.

Vision vanished, returning to complete darkness.

Yan Wei was stunned. He had covered his head with a cloth to isolate himself from everything around him, but the constant stench of fish still filled his mouth and nose.

But a pleasant, subtle fragrance seeped down from the silky fabric above, and the fishy smell was fading.

It's strange that the delicate fragrance could mask the heavy, fishy smell.

What did you cover me with?

Yan Wei's voice was cold and deep. When he couldn't see, his senses seemed to be exceptionally sharp. He reached out and tugged at the delicate fabric above his head; it was smooth and warm.

A thin strap hangs down on my shoulder blade, tickling me.

Wen Yan glanced at the silk bodice embroidered with mandarin ducks covering Yan Wei's head and felt a little guilty.

They were just taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't see.

"No...nothing."

Yan Wei had a vague guess in his heart, but quickly dismissed it.

The fabric was small, its floppy edges hanging down to the bridge of the nose, just enough to cover those wildly expressive eyes, freeing them from the dominance of red.

Can you walk?

Yan Wei replied indifferently, "I have a problem with my eyes, not my legs."

Strangely enough, the nasty thoughts that were constantly buzzing in my head suddenly became quieter.

"Come on, hold my shoulder."

"Need not.

Before the words were even uttered, cold fingertips touched the warm shoulder blade, a small, smooth, and delicate piece, like a piece of warm jade to be played with in winter.

but--

Yan Wei frowned: "You're not wearing any clothes?"

"No, I just took it off."

Wen Yan held him in front of her chest with one hand and supported his forearm with the other, carefully leading him to the bedside.

The swaying straps occasionally brushed against his skin, reflecting his turbulent emotions.

Wen Yan was getting dressed beside him. Afraid that he wouldn't be used to it, she stuffed the hem of her skirt into his hands so he could hold it, and her hands moved much faster.

The soft, rustling sounds were especially ambiguous in the quiet night.

He wanted to speak several times, but after thinking about it, he chose to remain silent.

He wanted to say that he had been blind at night for more than just a day or two, and that he wasn't actually that fragile.

Forget it, I can't beat her anyway, so I might as well avoid trouble.

Once we were all dressed, it was time to run.

It was just a blind man and a woman, and it was pitch black, so it was indeed not easy for them to run.

"Husband, do you know how to use light-body kung fu?"

Wen Yan shook Yan Wei's hand and looked at his blindfold. She replaced it with a thinner piece of cloth that just covered his eyes and could be tied in a knot at the back.

The eyes beneath the silk seemed to blink.

"meeting."

Wen Yan glanced at him and hurriedly turned her head away. The fabric close to her chest felt unusually hot. She thought with shame that his thick eyelashes had just gently swept over there again and again, just like now.

Wen Yan knew how to use light-body skills, and Yan Wei also knew them, so she chose to ride in a carriage.

233, who had gone to great lengths to find the carriage, said: "You don't need to ask him..."

Horse-drawn carriages are so much more comfortable.

No need to jump around.

Wen Yan lay sprawled on the mat, while the man next to her sat upright, clearly from a different world.

"What are your plans next?"

She placed her hands under her head, adopting the most comfortable posture, and casually asked him a question.

"do not know."

"have no idea?"

Wen Yan's tone involuntarily rose, while Yan Wei remained calmly seated, like the moonlight on a high building, isolated from a thousand miles away.

"Didn't the old man just say you had something on your mind? Oh right, I just remembered the old man, I forgot you haven't taken your medicine yet, luckily I brought it with me."

Wen Yan turned and went to find the medicine.

The remaining Yan and Wei stood there, blinking in bewilderment.

Did the topic jump around that quickly?

He was still thinking about how to brush it off...

"Husband, it's time to take your medicine."

Yan Wei felt a little awkward about this tone, and a vague sense of unease crept into his heart.

Just as he was about to shake his head, a finger pressed against his thin lips.

"Don't say no."

Her soft, delicate voice was like willow branches swaying in the breeze in March, yet her tone was as firm as a rock.

Yan Wei froze for a moment, his fingertips twitching slightly as he tried to take the medicine, but a pair of hands gently pushed him back.

“I’m very upset that my husband is disobedient, so I have to find another way.”

Wen Yan took a big gulp from the bamboo tube, pinched Yan Wei's chin with her fingertips, and pressed her lips heavily against his thin lips.

The bitter taste of the medicine lingered in their mouths. Wen Yan's eyes welled up with tears from the bitterness, and after being fed a mouthful, she refused to drink any more.

"This medicine must have had Coptis chinensis added! It's more bitter than the tragic first half of my life!"

Yan Wei didn't reply. He took the bamboo tube from her hand and gulped it down. The cooled medicine flowed down his throat and tasted more bitter than ever before.

Suddenly something was stuffed into my mouth.

The sweet taste spread from the tip of the tongue, and much of the bitterness dissipated.

Wen Yan's eyes were glistening with tears, and she chewed on some candied fruit, not forgetting to stuff a few into his mouth as well.

Why aren't you chewing?

My Adam's apple bobbed, and the sweet candied fruit brutally squeezed out the little space left for the medicinal taste, leaving only sweetness in my mouth.

"I don't like sweets."

The cold voice clearly came from somewhere. Yan Wei was as oblivious to romance as ever, only pressing down the silver needle he was holding in his left hand.

After a moment of stalemate, he pulled his sleeve back.

His expression remained unchanged, as if he wasn't the one who had just tried to throw a needle at her.

Wen Yan silently rolled her eyes.

Ha, what a hypocrite.

She was worried about him and returned the silver needles to him, only to be about to give him acupuncture the next second.

"However, you trust me that much?" Wen Yan leaned closer to him and asked.

Yan Wei turned his head, and although he wasn't looking at her, she felt a deep sense of speechlessness.

"They're all in your hands."

Does it even matter whether you believe it or not?

Yan Wei scoffed, and the next second he felt a throbbing in his chest. He ripped off the strap covering his eyes, and his scarlet eyes stared straight in her direction.

"Don't worry, I only put you under a curse. You have so many worms in your body anyway, one more won't make a difference."

A cool breeze swept over her, but Wen Yan quickly slapped it away. She then familiarly searched for all his silver needles, before flipping over and straddling his waist.

He buried his head in his neck and nuzzled him to stroke his fur.

"Don't be angry. I planted one for myself too, just like yours. We're in the same boat now, we'll both die if we leave each other."

Wen Yan gave him a big kiss on the cheek. "Don't doubt it, just touch it and you'll see."

After saying that, he took Yan Wei's hand and casually placed it on his chest: "Feel it carefully, is it moving?"

Wen Yan spoke nonchalantly, pressing down on Yan Wei to thoroughly feel the wriggling of the Gu worms.

"My Life-and-Death Gu is no joke."

Yan Wei's black hair fell loosely, covering the soft cushions. His voice was a little hoarse, and he paused for a moment when he heard that it was the Life and Death Gu.

"Who is the living Gu?"

"Nonsense, of course it's you."

This time he was completely stunned.

The Life and Death Gu, as its name suggests, is bound together in life and death, never abandoning or separating. The two cannot be separated for more than three hours. This Gu seems loyal, but it is the most domineering because all control is in the hands of the person who possesses the Life and Death Gu.

When a living Gu dies, a dead Gu also dies; but when a dead Gu dies, a living Gu can live.

Wen Yan essentially gave him her life.

This realization shocked him so much that he was speechless.

Every drop of blood flowing through his body gradually became restless, subtly revealing a frenzied feeling of extreme obsession and excitement, a feeling that came on fiercely and intensely.

Like a hurricane sweeping across an icy plain in the dead of winter, dancing wildly in the wilderness.

His scarlet gaze seemed tangible, locking onto her and binding her.