The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 127

Yu Xiaoyao narrowed her bright eyes slightly: "Are you trying to curry favor with me so that I can treat this young man's eyes?"

Zhu Huihui chuckled, "Senior is wise, you guessed it!" But in his heart, he thought, "It seems I still need to practice my flattery skills. I'm being so obvious that people can tell right away!"

Yu Xiaoyao, with her hands behind her back, paced back and forth in the room a couple of times: "If you want me to heal his eyes, it's not impossible—"

Zhu Huihui was very familiar with this way of speaking and knew that the other person was going to continue, so she immediately added, "But—"

Yu Xiaoyao held the silver needle and said calmly, "But what I want, I always get!" A bitter feeling suddenly welled up inside her. In truth, she had never gained anything in this world, especially that person's heart…

A wicked glint flashed in her beautiful eyes: "If I want a pair of eyes, I'll take a knife—young man, choose one of these two maids to keep!"

Before Feng Xuese could speak, Zhu Huihui interjected, "Senior, this is not fair! The hero is very stubborn. If you let him choose, he will most likely choose to give you his own eyes!"

Yu Xiaoyao sneered, "Then I'll let you choose!" She pointed at Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan and said, "These two, go and pluck one of my eyes off me!" With a flick of her finger, a flash of silver light appeared. Zhu Huihui shrank back in fright, reached out and touched her hair, finding a silver needle stuck in it.

To save the hero, one must stab the eyes of the gentleman and his wife—should I go?

The silver needles were very light, yet they felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in her hands.

Although the hero always lectured and frightened her, threatening to chop off her head and limbs at the drop of a hat, his eyes were always warm when he had a stern face. He was the best person in the world to her, and if she could regain her sight and see Ah Nuannuan's gaze again, she would be willing to give anything in exchange.

Her gaze fell on Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan. Although they had wronged and misunderstood her before, they had also saved her life.

Thinking back to the time she spent with Mr. Chen and Mrs. Wan, accompanying Mrs. Wan to villages and households every day to practice medicine, and fishing with Mr. Chen in their spare time... those days were the most peaceful and warmest days of her life. She was even happier than when she was with her mother.

Would she really want to hurt the eyes of people like that?

Mrs. Wan and Mr. Chen looked at her apologetically, seemingly feeling sorry for misunderstanding her earlier.

Looking into those gentle and kind eyes, Zhu Huihui suddenly felt a pang of sadness. For some reason, a thought suddenly came to her mind: if anyone wanted to harm Mr. and Mrs., she would rather give up her own life to protect them!

She tossed the silver needle away, shaking her head and saying, "I don't want it!"

Yu Xiaoyao's expression turned fierce: "You don't want it? Why don't you want it?"

"The gentleman and lady are good people!"

For some reason, these words struck a nerve with Yu Xiaoyao, who immediately flew into a rage: "Are they good people, and I'm a bad person?" She slapped Zhu Huihui across the cheek.

Zhu Huihui instinctively ducked her head to avoid the attack. Yu Xiaoyao retaliated with a backhand flick, her palm sweeping back. Zhu Huihui immediately covered her head with both hands, her movements incredibly practiced, as if she had dodged a thousand times before, but she still couldn't dodge. Yu Xiaoyao flicked the numb tendon in her elbow with her fingertip, and Zhu Huihui's arm went limp, falling to her side. Thus, Yu Xiaoyao's palm struck her squarely across the face with a loud "smack."

The slap was crisp and loud. Zhu Huihui pressed one hand to her cheek, staring blankly at Yu Xiaoyao, pointing a finger at her, her voice trembling: "You...you..."

Yu Xiaoyao cursed, "What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'good-for-nothing'!" Suddenly, the hem of her skirt fluttered slightly.

Zhu Huihui was already on guard and immediately jumped up, but she still couldn't dodge the unexpected kick. With a "bang," she was kicked in the butt by Yu Xiaoyao and fell to the ground.

She rolled twice on the ground, then immediately got up, her rosy little face turning frighteningly pale: "You...you...you hit me..." She clenched her fists and was about to pounce on him.

Maple Snow shouted, "Grey Grey! Step back!"

"I won't back down!" Zhu Huihui was furious. "She...she..."

Mr. Chen said, "Grey Grey! Don't be impulsive! Miss Fish won't hit you hard!"

He could see it clearly: Yu Xiaoyao had obviously held back against Zhu Huihui; although she had been slapped, the sound was frightening, but her skin hadn't even turned red. But she hit Chen Muwan much harder; two slaps left her snow-white cheeks puffed up like buns…

Mr. Chen was quite puzzled. Zhu Huihui did not seem to recognize Yu Xiaoyao. However, given Yu Xiaoyao's ruthless nature, she would not easily let go of those who defied her. Why was she so lenient towards this child?

Zhu Huihui retorted angrily, "What do you mean I didn't hit hard! She hit me very hard!" Not being hurt means we're shameless!

Mr. Chen said, “Miss Yu, if you hold a grudge against my husband and me, then just kill the three of us. Why take it out on an unrelated child?”

Yu Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes sparkled as she softly said, "Mo Bai, how could I bear to kill you? If I really wanted to kill you, I would have done it fifteen years ago. Do you think your Ningmei could have saved you then?"

Chen Mobai sighed, "Indeed! You are quick-witted, decisive, and your methods... are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Although my wife is intelligent, she is ultimately not as decisive as you..." He admitted that he and his wife were far inferior to her in terms of ruthlessness and cunning.

"Then do you know why I didn't kill you back then?"

Chen Mobai smiled, not answering her question, his gaze falling on his wife, overflowing with tenderness.

Madam Wan looked back at her husband, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Yu, thanks to you, my husband and I have been able to live together for another fifteen years. Although it is heartbreaking, it is still better than being alone!"

Yu Xiaoyao murmured, "Even so, are you happier than me?"

After pondering for a long time with his head down, he suddenly smiled sadly: "Since that's the case, then you can all leave only one person behind!" He raised his palm and lightly patted Madam Wan's forehead.

Madam Wan glanced at her husband, smiled slightly, and gently closed her eyes.

Seeing the critical situation, Zhu Huihui rushed forward and shielded Madam Wan with her body.

Yu Xiaoyao's hand paused slightly in mid-air. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she said in a deep voice, "Irrelevant people, get out!"

"Promise me you won't kill the lady!"

A layer of black mist covered Yu Xiaoyao's fair and transparent face. She glared at Zhu Huihui for a moment, but still slapped him down with her palm.

The blow was merciless; Zhu Huihui was sent flying far away, her back slamming against the wall, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. She stood up shakily, one hand on her back, and immediately ran back, still standing in front of Madam Wan.

Do you want to die together?

Yu Xiaoyao's face was filled with murderous intent. She raised her snow-white hand slightly, and her long fingernails reflected an icy luster in the sunlight.

Zhu Huihui looked at her fingernails in fear, thinking, "If they scratch my face, my cheeks will be turned into shredded radish!" She hurriedly shook her head vigorously.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

Zhu Huihui tightly shut her mouth, wrapped her arms around Madam Wan, and desperately held her behind her.