The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 478 - 477: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (2)

Chapter 478: Chapter 477: Long Hair Tied to His Heart: Yu Wei Side Story (2)
He had held a position without moving for too long, and his body had become somewhat stiff. Even a simple act of raising his arm seemed to tug on some internal injury.
The whole body was in pain.
The pain made him gasp sharply, and even his fingertips were trembling.
"Hey, if you’re not dead, then get out of here. Don’t hang around on our turf, and don’t die here either."
"You look like you’re not going to make it anyway, hopefully you’ll die far away from us."
Disdainful voices rained down on Jun Yu’s head.
By Jun Yu’s nature, he would have left long ago. But at this moment, he hadn’t moved for a while, still maintaining the same posture, looking lifeless.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to move, nor because he had thick skin to stay put, but rather his body felt extremely uncomfortable, with a splitting headache and unbearable soreness in his limbs, making it truly impossible to move.
However, the beggars thought he was lingering on purpose.
"You don’t want to leave, right? Fine, really good of you."
"We have ways to make you leave."
"Everyone, come over and give a hand, drag him to the bustling street. If he wants to die, let him die on the main street, what’s the point of staying here? We won’t accept him!"
The beggars all extended a hand, pulling his hands, dragging his feet, quickly dragging Jun Yu to the main street of the bustling area.
During the dragging process, Jun Yu sustained many injuries and was bleeding continuously. But he seemed oblivious, as if he didn’t feel any pain, looking half-dead.
The beggars got angry seeing him in this state. A few who had exerted themselves to drag him were so irritated that they hit Jun Yu.
Jun Yu didn’t fight back, allowing them to hit him.
After those people vented their anger and left, he sprawled out face-up in a ’big’ shape, lying flat, with an even heavier aura of death around him, looking somewhat horrifying.
People passing by all avoided him. Some curious ones would step forward to glance at him, but only just a glance before quickly leaving, as if they were scared.
The sky darkened.
Thunder roared, and lightning zigzagged across the vast sky like a web.
Before long, it started to rain.
The rain fell heavily, and the vendors and pedestrians on the street hurriedly packed up and went home.
In the misty rain, it was hard to see what’s happening around the street, which gradually became deserted.
Jun Yu lay on the ground, being pounded by the torrential rain.
The dirt that hadn’t been washed off his face for days was now washed away by the rain, revealing his half-burned, hideously frightening face.
His head felt dizzy and his consciousness gradually blurred. Even with open eyes, he couldn’t see anything clearly.
This time, he really was about to die, wasn’t he!
Using the last bit of strength, he pulled up a smile.
"Miss, slow down. There’s a person in front of you; that person looks dead. Be careful, don’t bring bad luck upon yourself."
"Your luck hasn’t been good to start with, if you catch any more bad luck, it’ll only get worse."
A curvaceous maid holding an oiled paper umbrella was desperately chasing the white-dressed lady in front, but the lady refused to stop, wiping tears while running forward.
When she reached Jun Yu, she didn’t notice him underfoot and tripped over him, falling onto his body.
The impact of something heavy hitting him directly woke Jun Yu up.
It hurt so much, everything was in pain.
He groaned from the pain.
Having heard the groan, Song Wei realized she had done something wrong. She hurriedly climbed off Jun Yu, apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was wrong, sir, are you okay?"
In the heavy rain, Song Wei reached out to check Jun Yu’s breath, but before her hand reached his face, she recoiled a step back, frightened by his burns.
"Ah..." she couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
"Miss, are you okay!" Hua Hua came up to hug Song Wei and used the oiled paper umbrella to shield her from the pouring rain.
Song Wei took a deep breath, shook her head, and said, "I’m fine..."
"I really need to see what scared our lady." Hua Hua went to look at what frightened her and, upon seeing Jun Yu’s burns, instinctively commented, "This guy is so ugly!"
Song Wei angrily said, "Hua Hua, don’t speak recklessly."
"Yes, Miss." Hua Hua realized belatedly that her words were indeed somewhat excessive.
"...This sir?" After seeing Jun Yu’s burns, Song Wei, prepared in her heart, was no longer afraid.
She stepped forward and shook Jun Yu, "Sir? Sir, wake up! Why are you lying in the middle of the street? What if a carriage comes and injures you?"
Jun Yu, tormented by internal injuries, couldn’t speak. Even if he heard Song Wei talking to him, he didn’t know how to respond.
And he saw the way Song Wei was frightened by his face just now.
He didn’t want to scare the innocent girl; he wanted to leave immediately and not bring her any misfortune.
But...
His body couldn’t move; even if he wanted to leave, he couldn’t.
"You’re trying to get up, right?" Song Wei watched as Jun Yu propped his hands on the ground, trying to rise, but failing for a long time, looking helpless.
She went forward to help Jun Yu up, "Sir, let me help you."
Song Wei reached out to support Jun Yu’s hand, trying to help him stand.
Now being closer, Song Wei clearly smelled the persistent alcohol on Jun Yu.
She speculated, "Sir, did you get drunk and that’s why you’re lying on the street? But I... I..."
Song Wei was very embarrassed, "I was so hasty just now, I fell on you, preventing you from getting up, and hurt you, I... I..."
"I’m sorry, I’m really sorry." Song Wei was about to cry with anxiety, "But don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility."
Hua Hua also worried for Song Wei, "My good lady, I just told you to slow down, take it easy, but you ran so fast, without letting me catch up. Look what happened now?"
"You’ve bumped into someone. Even if they’re fine, they’ll take the opportunity to extort you." Hua Hua, a bit desperate, said, "Miss, why don’t we just leave while this person can’t get up and stop us?"
"Your physique couldn’t possibly hurt someone. Don’t worry about him anymore."
"This person ended up like this, it’s nothing to do with you."
Hua Hua tried to drag Song Wei away.
Song Wei shook off Hua Hua’s hand, saying incredulously, "Hua Hua, how can you speak like that? This gentleman is already struggling in this state, and now I’ve injured him, how can I just leave?"
"Miss, you didn’t injure him." Hua Hua anxiously defended.
"That fall of mine was really heavy; I know whether I injured him or not." Song Wei said, "You don’t need to say anything more."