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Chapter 11

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    Ye Huai walked alone on the way home under the moonlight.

    I have been hungry all day, my feet feel light, but my heart feels heavy and dull.

    These days, he has been preoccupied with dealing with Wen Wanwan. If Lin Shuying hadn't suddenly appeared, he would have almost forgotten how his mother treated him.

    Ye Huai suddenly stopped, rolled up his sleeves, looked at the deep and shallow stab wounds on his arms, and smiled coldly.

    Eight years ago, when he was twelve years old, he and his eldest brother Ye Shuo, who was the King of Zhennan at the time, suffered from a strange disease in their front and rear feet.  This disease usually has no symptoms, but when it attacks, it makes people have splitting headaches, mania, and almost complete loss of consciousness. However, Ye Huai's disease is very mild and only attacks once every few months. Ye Shuo's disease is very serious, almost every month.  All will happen.

    From then on, Ye Huai began to take medicine non-stop, with all kinds of weird prescriptions, bowls after bowls of soups and pills, and he ate more than rice. The doctor often cut his wrists to bleed, saying that it was  For detoxification.

    He gradually became suspicious. His illness was obviously milder, so why did he take so much more medicine than his elder brother?  Why doesn¡¯t Big Brother need bloodletting?  Why does my mother hide it from her eldest brother every time she gets a new prescription and let him take it first?

    At the end of the year before last, Ye Shuo suddenly closed the door and had a big quarrel with Mrs. Lin. Ye Shuo hid outside the door and vaguely heard the words "poisoning" and "testing medicine". From then on, the doctor never let him go.  Blood, and every time when the prescription was changed, Ye Shuo would get ahead of him and take the first one.

    It was at that time that Ye Huai had a guess. He and Ye Shuo were not sick, but poisoned. Lin had been using him to test antidotes for Ye Shuo.

    Ye Huai has always known that Mrs. Lin doesn't like him, but he is also Mrs. Lin's biological son. He doesn't want to believe that his mother would treat him like this.

    Last year, Ye Shuo died of a serious illness. When he was dying, he held his hand and whispered: "Second brother, I can't help you."

    These words made Ye Huai confirm his guess, and he verified it bit by bit until a few days ago, under his arrangement, Pei Mian heard Lin admit with his own ears that he was indeed poisoned.

    Ye Huai looked at the wound on his arm, and his heart surged with anger. He suddenly drew his sword and slashed it again.

    Blood gushed out and splashed on the ground, but the anger in his heart still could not be resolved.

    Every time Mrs. Lin asked him to bleed to detoxify, in fact, she wanted to use his blood as an introduction to Big Brother's medicine.

    If she is willing to tell him clearly, he will not refuse. He has always respected his eldest brother.

    But his mother wanted to hide it from him.

    In the eyes of his mother, is he a fool, a puppet who can be fooled at will, or an incompetent son who is only good for testing medicine?

    Anger, unwillingness, longing, countless complex emotions were entangled and tumbling, making Ye Huai unable to calm down. The soft sword swayed, and when he was about to draw it again, a burst of crying and shouting suddenly came from his ears.

    Ye Huai has almost no memory of human voices. He immediately recognized that the crying person was Xiaoyan, the scolding woman was Wang Po, and the voice of a drunken man with a big tongue, but he had never heard it.

    Pei Mian reported the details of the people nearby, so Ye Huai knew that this man should be Wang Hu, Wang Po¡¯s son who was engaged in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, and was running rampant in the countryside.

    Just at this moment, there was a shrill meow, followed by Xiaoyan crying heartbreakingly: "Hairball, hairball!"

    Ye Huai raised his eyebrows and jumped onto the roof of the Wang family.

    Under the dim moonlight, Wang Po stepped on Xiaoyan and hit her on the head with a broom. Wang Hu grabbed the civet cat he had seen before and threw it against the wall.

    Why was this Xiaoyan sold to Mrs. Wang?  Knowing that there was a pit of fire in front of them, how could her parents have the heart to push her down?  Could it be that she also has a mother who doesn't regard her as her own flesh and blood?

    The anger in his heart suddenly found an outlet. Ye Huai quickly peeled off a piece of roof tile, and threw it out heavily against Wang Hu's hind legs and knees.

    Then he took off the second piece and threw it at Wang Po.

    In his rage, he was surprisingly strong. Wang Po and Wang Hu howled twice in succession and fell heavily to the ground, unable to move their legs for an instant.

    Xiaoyan was startled. When she looked up, she felt a white shadow flash in front of her eyes. Before she could see clearly, the cat had disappeared. Only Wang Po and Wang Hu were left rolling in a ball, crying and crying in pain.

    In the courtyard next door.

    Wen Wanwan suddenly heard a soft sound behind him. When he turned around quickly, he saw Ye Huailuo in the courtyard, holding the back of the civet cat's neck with two fingers, his face gloomy.

    "It's you!" Wen Wanwan was overjoyed. She climbed down on her hands and feet. When she reached the last two levels, she simply"I didn't expect you to understand medicine."

    "Have you never eaten pork, or seen a pig running?" Ye Huai said lightly.

    Seeing that her explanation seemed reasonable, he carried the cat over. Wen Wanwan wiped the blood on the cat's face with the warm cloth and asked abruptly: "Are you familiar with Ye Huai?"

    Ye Huai raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want to know?"

    ¡°It¡¯s nothing, because I¡¯ve never seen him before, so I¡¯m a little curious.¡±

    After all, it was inconvenient to sit on a chair. As Wen Wanwan spoke, she simply left her seat and squatted in front of Ye Huai. She held up the cat's chin with one hand and wiped it carefully with a cloth in the other hand.

    Ye Huai lowered his eyes and saw her profile, feeling slightly surprised.  Normally, her face, although beautiful, is mainly dignified. Looking at her from the side, she feels that her eyelashes are extremely long, her lips are extremely red, and her nose is small and straight. She is extremely beautiful, charming, and charming.

    It turns out that there is such a big difference between the same person when viewed from the front and from the side.

    But at this moment, he saw her raising her eyes and asking him with a smile: "I heard someone said that Ye Huai is eight feet tall, his waist is also eight feet, his head is as big as a bucket, and his arms are bigger than other men's thighs.  Damn, does anyone really look like this?"

    Ye Huai's face suddenly darkened.

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    Ye Huai: The head is as big as a bucket, and the arms are thicker than thighs?  hehe.

    Ye Huai: I will take off my clothes another day and let you take a closer look.

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