The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

The white brocade handkerchief gently stroked her face, and the blood color seeped in little by little, just like a bunch of blood-red plum blossoms.

"elder brother……"

Li Qingyue's heart trembled slightly, and she slowly lowered her eyes, no longer resisting.

The Yan Wushuang in front of him actually looked somewhat similar to his brother.

Perhaps it was because his brother, like Yan Wushuang, was a holy body.

This feeling unexpectedly made her miss it.

I miss the brother who was sometimes tough and overbearing, and sometimes teasing me like a child.

But when Li Qingyue lowered her eyes, she actually saw Yang Wuzheng's figure behind Yan Wushuang out of the corner of her eye.

He also held a handkerchief in his hand and looked straight at him.

His fingers clenched unconsciously, and he grasped the handkerchief little by little into his palm, using unusual force until no trace was left.

Then he smiled as if nothing had happened, calm and indifferent, and not interested in worldly matters.

But her eyes were still fixed on herself and the scarf on her face.

"them……"

Li Qingyue's heart was pounding and she reacted instantly.

They are not their brothers and are fundamentally different from their brothers.

Her brother had taken care of her for eight years, since she was six years old, and they had only known each other for less than a month.

There was no reason for them to be so nice to her unless...

"I... obviously didn't do anything!"

Just as Li Qingyue was thinking about this, Yan Wushuang's voice suddenly came from above her head: "Hand!"

Li Qingyue's arms trembled, and she raised her eyes and said, "I'll do it myself!"

There was a hint of stubbornness in his tone.

After saying that, he turned around directly, but the next moment his arm was grabbed by a fiery hand.

Yan Wushuang's voice came again, with a hint of compromise: "Okay, you do it yourself."

"But take this with you!"

As he spoke, a porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.

"This is medicine for wounds, apply externally!"

"Oh, Lao Yang, bring out another set of clothes!"

As he spoke, Yan Wushuang turned around and looked at Yang Wuzheng. He himself was tall and his clothes were not suitable for Li Qingyue.

On the contrary, Yang Wuzheng's figure was somewhat suitable. Although the clothes were still long, they were much more suitable than his figure of nearly 1.9 meters.

Li Qingyue also looked over.

It’s just that what she and Yan Wushuang paid attention to were slightly different. Yan Wushuang was looking at Yang Wuzheng’s calm and peaceful expression.

However, Li Qingyue saw a similar porcelain bottle flash in Yang Wuzheng's palm and disappear in an instant.

At that speed, she almost thought it was an illusion.

Then a moon-white gown appeared, neatly folded, in his palm.

"I...I really didn't do anything!"

Seeing this scene, Li Qingyue's heart skipped a beat.

They had only known each other for half a month, but she could already feel their kindness.

I'll just keep it in my heart and repay it slowly in the future.

She was extremely quiet along the way, and apart from eating more, she hardly caused any trouble to the two of them.

But I never thought that this would happen.

"No! We...should be considered friends, companions, right?"

“It’s normal for friends to care about each other.”

"I just thought too much!"

"Don't be sentimental. I'm just a mortal."

"Maybe... they're just good people?"

Li Qingyue muttered silently in her heart, watching Yan Wushuang take the clothes from Yang Wuzheng and put them in her own hands.

He quickly turned around and left, walking towards the forest.

She was still a little flustered at this moment.

She just wanted to learn some spiritual scriptures and knowledge from them and seize every opportunity to strengthen herself.

Never thought of anything else.

Watching Li Qingyue disappear into the forest, Yan Wushuang turned to look at Yang Wuzheng and said, "You shouldn't have said that."

Yang Wuzheng's calm and indifferent expression moved slightly, and he subconsciously said, "She is very strong! Stronger than you think."

After saying that, Yang Wuzheng finally reacted and was a little dazed.

Normally, he seldom argued with others, especially with his fellow disciples in the sect.

"No matter how strong she is, she is still a young girl. What she needs is care and protection, not being attacked!"

Yan Wushuang did not notice anything unusual about Yang Wuzheng and continued speaking.

Yang Wuzheng was silent, thinking about the contact over the past half month.

As a person with an innate Tao body and a body close to the Tao, he has a deep sense of the changes in nature.

Because of this, his mind was extremely sharp and he could sense everything about Li Qingyue.

Strong and stubborn, with good intentions, yet extremely vigilant, alert and sensitive.

He has a cool, quiet personality and doesn't like to talk, but he is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

Now he saw another side of the girl. She was ruthless and cruel when facing her enemies, and her love and hate were extremely clear.

There is never any waste of food.

Only when she was eating could he see an occasional smile and satisfaction on the girl's face.

That is the obsession with becoming stronger, above all else.

"No!"

Yang Wuzheng refuted with an unusually serious expression, and said calmly: "She doesn't need these, she doesn't need these!"

The junior brother Yan Wushuang in front of him didn't understand the girl at all.

Instead, it was the girl's quietness, fragility and beauty that aroused Yan Wushuang's desire to protect her as a man.

Only at this moment did Yan Wushuang notice that something was wrong with Yang Wuzheng.

Normally, Yang Wuzheng rarely argues with others. Even if he disagrees with something trivial, he just smiles it off.

But now, he actually started to refute, and so seriously.

The last time the two had conflicting ideas was a long time ago.

Yan Wushuang was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, and laughed heartily: "It seems that I can't convince you this time."

“But I don’t agree with your approach.”

"Old rules?"

The scene of the girl's face being wiped just now appeared in his mind. Yang Wuzheng clenched his fist lightly and looked up at Yan Wushuang.

He suddenly wanted to beat this guy up.

"Okay, old rules!"

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Chapter 16 Plastic Brothers?

In the cave, Li Qingyue changed her clothes and cleaned her wounds.

On the bluestone in front of him was a ghost face mask and a hairpin carved from wood.

Now there was also a porcelain vase, a brocade handkerchief, and a moon-white gown torn at the waist.

As for the bronze ring, it was originally worn on her thumb.

But as I get older and my body grows, I can now only wear it on my index finger.

"I just want to become stronger! Seize any opportunity to become stronger."

"Everything else has nothing to do with me!"

Li Qingyue whispered softly, and with her fair fingers, she gathered the ghost face mask, hairpin, porcelain bottle, and the torn gown bit by bit.

"Your kindness...I will repay you when I am able!"

"I don't want to owe anyone anymore!"

After gathering everything, Li Qingyue was about to walk out of the cave.

There was a sudden roar outside.

"Rumble..."

It was like a vast thunder raging across the heaven and earth, so much so that the entire cave began to tremble.

Gravel was scattered from time to time.