[2] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 45.3 Question Of The Dead

She didn’t know when she fell asleep.

When he concentrated on carving, the quiet atmosphere and regular rustling sound were really hypnotic.

You Wuming leaned back a little and let her nest in front of him. He continued to carve a few more times, and then he couldn’t help but take a look at her sleeping face. Unconsciously, the corners of his lips were full of warm and soft smiles.

“Whose family’s beauty will sleep so badly?” He muttered detestingly.

……

Sang Bujin drives the carriage carefully, hanging behind Jiang Jinzhen and his party, preparing to enter the first city in the west of Dong state.

Ever since they met the ‘special envoy of Tiandu’ by chance, the four of them changed their plans and decided to give the gift to Huangfu Jun first, and then go to the Eastern Sea Lake to explore the secret of the blood clam.

Just after driving through a wilderness, he suddenly heard Sang Yuanyuan’s exclamation from inside the carriage.

Sang Bujin and Yun Xuzhou’s expressions changed altogether and pushed open the carriage door.

They saw Sang Yuanyuan’s sleepy eyes and she was rubbing her eyes while chasing You Wuming, trying to grab the thing in his hands. You Wuming skilfully avoided her, with a smirk on his face.

Sang Bujin: “Let’s go, let’s go. There’s nothing to see here.”

‘Bang——’ The carriage door was closed.

Yun Xuzhou said with a smile: “Why can’t you accept that your sister is happy? These two people, I think they are a pair of fairy couples. It was you, who have too much prejudice against You Wuming! “

Sang Bujin is very unconvinced: “What is good about him?!”

“What’s bad about him?” Yun Xuzhou said, “Young and handsome, with high power and status, and high cultivation, single and alone. Where would one find such a husband again?”

It is rare for Sang Bujin to not joke with her.

He straightened his face and said seriously, “You know who You Wuming is.”

Yun Xuzhou pondered deeply for a moment: “Is there any secret in it? You and I have been watching him these days. Do you really think he is that kind of bloodthirsty maniac? “

Sang Bujin gave a faint smile: “Before this, you and I have never seen that Little Yang has a problem.”

“This is also true……” Yun Xuzhou propped her elbows on her knee and sighed, “All the things that You Wuming had done, the evidences pile up a mountain high for each and every one of it and there is no way to reverse the case. But Fengchu, you have to think that history is always written by the winners. If You Wuming ascends to the top of the mountain, is whitewashed as a generation of sages, and treats Fengguo well all his life, will you still think that he is not suitable? “

Sang Bujin’s eyes trembled slightly: “Yun Xuzhou, how can you have such a terrible thought.”

Yun Xuzhou slowly shook her head: “Is it terrible? At that time, when the Jiang clan replaced the Yun clan as the leader, was there anyone who thought that it was terrible? In this world, the strong are the respected one. Now, few people dare to talk about You Wuming. In the future, well……”

Sang Bujin pursed his lips. After a long while, he said in a low voice: “I was afraid that he just wanted the temporary freshness. If she marries someone else, such as Han Shaoling, even if he is tired of her and doesn’t love her anymore in the future, he will still nicely provide for Little Sister, but You Wuming……”

Being detested and rejected by him, she will probably only end up dead. Besides, this man himself is a deep burning pit.

Sang Yuanyuan didn’t know that her own cheap brother was suffering from a deep hatred outside.

There is only one thing in her eyes at this moment, which is to grab the wooden head in You Wuming’s hand and cut it into a thousand pieces.

He had carved it……too much like her!

Anyone will recognize that it is her with only a glance.

Her, who was sleeping with her white eyes rolled up and with drools on her face! This is obviously a slander!

Sang Yuanyuan can’t stand this kind of thing living under the same sky as her.

She drew out the kelp strips, long and short, all rolled towards You Wuming. Six big faced flowers were hopping around in the carriage, wanting to do bad things such as tripping him.

You Wuming burst into a hearty laughter and raised the wooden head in his hand. His body was just like a ghost. She doesn’t know how he moved, but he just gently and skillfully avoided her attack and shakes the lifelike wooden head in front of her eyes again and again.