Judging from Song Ziyu's tone, could he know who the person who assassinated her?

Yun Wanning sat up, "Do you know who it is?"

"It's Mo Huifeng."

He whispered.

"How is this possible?!"

Yun Wanning exclaimed.

Mo Hanyu, who was dreaming of the Zhou Gonghui next door, was awakened by her voice and knocked on the bed, "Yun Wanning, what's your name in the middle of the night? Don't disturb us to rest."

Fortunately, the bead curtain was blocked and Mo Hanyu couldn't see the situation next door.

Listening to the sound of uniform and long breathing coming from the next door, Yun Wanning continued to ask, "How could it be Mo Huifeng?"

Didn’t Mo Huifeng be ruined by her and Mo Ye?!

Now he is lying on the bed, and he has become a useless person!

Not only did he become a useless person, but he was ordered by Mo Zongran to stay in Xixiang Mountain for life and not be allowed to return to Beijing.

Now he wants money but no money but no power, how can he assassinate her?!

The assassin who came that night looked quite good!

"It's him indeed."

Song Ziyu dared to say that it was Mo Huifeng so surely, so Yun Wanning naturally would not doubt it anymore. He only asked in surprise, "Have you obtained the evidence?"

evidence?

Song Ziyu looked down at the scar on his wrist, "No."

"Zhang Ramen and Dr. He are both Mo Huifeng's people. Because you indirectly killed Zhang Ramen and injured Dr. He, Mo Huifeng was irritated by the emperor and imprisoned Xixiang Mountain for life."

"So Mo Huifeng felt hatred in his heart and wanted to kill you at all costs."

In this way, Mo Huifeng did have the motivation to assassinate her.

Yun Wanning nodded thoughtfully, "So do you know, who hurt Doctor He and still pushes it on my head?"

Rumo looked at it for a long time, but there was no clue at all.

That night in the Imperial Hospital, the man approached them quietly and could directly cut off Doctor He's wooden ladder under Rumo's nose, causing him to fall from the high ladder to seriously injured.

There should be clues about this matter.

But no trace left behind, which made Yun Wanning more suspicious.

"I don't know."

Song Ziyu did not investigate the matter.

He has also been very busy recently, busy protecting Yun Wanning, protecting Yuanbao, and investigating the assassination of Yun Wanning and Yuanbao.

It was a bit surprising to be injured tonight.

"Song Ziyu, I still have a problem."

"You ask."

"Did we know each other before? Why do I think you are so familiar with you? Why did you call me Ningning? Why do I have no impression of you?!"

Several questions in a row made Song Ziyu not know how to answer them.

After a while, he said softly, "Ningning, you will soon recover your memory."

"At that time, you will know the truth of the matter without me solving your doubts."

He still doesn't want to tell her!

Yun Wanning felt like a cat was scratching her heart, and she felt uncomfortable!

She pulled off the strip of cloth from her eyes.

Song Ziyu didn't expect that she would suddenly take off the cloth strip, and could not dodge for a while, and Yun Wanning looked at it.

"My mother!"

Yun Wanning widened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.

This is still the Song Ziyu in the past?!

He was always dressed in white, as precious as if he was not as good as the world's fireworks.

But now...

His clothes were dirty, and most of his left sleeve seemed to have been burned by fire, revealing half of his arm. He was burned on his wrist and had not yet been dealt with.

Even the face seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

No wonder he didn't let Yun Wanning see how he looked at him at this time, no wonder he was a little embarrassed now!

Song Ziyu quickly reached out to cover her face and subconsciously left.

"stop!"

Yun Wanning turned over and fell to the ground.

She just smelled a trace of bloody smell, which turned out to be from Song Ziyu... In the darkness, her eyes were covered again, and when she could not see anything, it would stimulate other instincts.

For example, sense of smell.

"What's going on?"

She frowned, "Who can hurt you?"

"It's okay, I accidentally fell into the fire."

Song Ziyu is not good at lying.

He wouldn't lie at all!

His eyes flashed, his expression was unnatural, and even his fingers were bent naturally.

Yun Wanning saw through him lying at a glance, "If you want to lie, you don't know how to make up a better reason. Are you not a three-year-old child, will you fall into the fire?"

Song Ziyu lowered her eyes and stared at her toes.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yun Wanning gritted her teeth, "Who hurts you?! I'll kill him a turtle bastard!"

After being amused by her words, Song Ziyu chuckled and looked up at her, "Ningning, are you worried about me?"

“Isn’t my concern obvious enough?”

When she said this, she remembered Mo Ye.

The man said gritting his teeth, was he not worried enough?

She coughed lightly, "No matter what, I'll treat you with the wound first."

"Sit down and don't move."

She asked Song Ziyu to sit down obediently, take out alcohol, cotton swabs and other items from the space, and start cleaning the wounds and disinfecting them.

Seeing these modern things, Song Ziyu was not surprised at all.

Instead, there is a bit of remembrance in my eyes...

Yun Wanning kept lowering her head and disinfecting his wounds, but she did not see the light flashing in his eyes.

The candlelight jumped, and the figures of the two were reflected on the wall of the Tianzhuo. Zhou Changfeng, opposite, leaned his hands and stared at their figures quietly...

"alright."

After a long time, Yun Wanning breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Ziyu's wound has been bandaged with a bandage.

"What should I pay attention to? I don't have to remind you again, right?"

She looked up at him.

Song Ziyu nodded like a good baby, "You can't get water, change the medicine on time, and have a light diet."

His dark eyes stared at Yun Wanning's eyes. Just like when they first met in Yunwu Mountain, he was well-behaved and obedient.

But Yun Wanning always felt sad when she looked at him.

Song Ziyu was cold and indifferent in front of others.

But in front of her, it seemed like an abandoned puppy, pitiful and aggrieved.

"That's right."

Yun Wanning handed him all the alcohol and other items, "You should take it back and remember to disinfect before changing the dressing. This is a cotton swab. It can only be used in a single time, throw it away after use, and you can't use it for the second time."

"Um."

Song Ziyu took it and put it into her sleeve.
To be continued...