As soon as Fan Sicheng's words came out, Jiang Yayan smiled, feeling that her body and mind had never been relaxed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She is very confident in her appearance, not to mention that since Fan Sicheng likes Jiang Li so much, she has a face that is somewhat similar to Jiang Li. God, oh no, it was Mrs. Feng who gave her a chance to let Fan Sicheng know herself again, and she was very confident that Fan Sicheng would fall in love with her, best as if he was as infatuated with Jiang Li.

Jiang Ya sat on the edge of the bed and smiled softly into Fan Sicheng's eyes, this time Fan Sicheng did not give her a cold face like before.

She heard her sweet voice from the bottom of her heart saying, "I am the woman who loves you the most in this world, now I am your concubine, I will be your wife in the future, and I will be the only woman you love deeply." ”

Fan Sicheng struggled to get up, Jiang Ya stepped forward to help him up, put a pillow on his back, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Looking up at Fan Sicheng looking at himself without blinking, his extremely good-looking eyes were filled with a little affection, a little surprise and a little hesitation, and he moved his lips: "Do we really love each other?" ”

"Yes. It was, it is, and it will be! Jiang Ya replied very affirmatively, and she was moved by her answer. Seeing that Fan Sicheng had a smile on his face, his eyes lit up in an instant, and he showed a deep expression of affection to himself that he had never seen before.

At that moment, Jiang Ya felt a little dizzy with happiness, and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes. With tears in his eyes, he smiled, and his teary eyes looked at Fan Sicheng's eyes dimly.

Fan Sicheng carefully looked at Jiang Ya's face and blinked. The small wound on his body was still aching, but he felt that the tightness in his chest seemed to be reducing.

"You sit down some." He hooked his finger at Jiang Ya.

Jiang Ya moved over as she said and sat down in front of him.

Fan Sicheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Ya into his arms, and kissed her lips unpresumptuously and domineeringly.

Stunned for a moment, Jiang Ya eagerly responded to Fan Sicheng's fanaticism, hugged his body tightly with her arms, ran her fingers across his back, and stroked the sturdy and hot body - the two of them were in a daze, and the voice of the little girl sounded outside the house: "The eldest son, the old lady!" ”

Jiang Ya pushed Fan Sicheng away in a panic, and sneered while sorting out her temples: "Your mother and eldest brother stayed here until midnight last night before returning, why did they come here early in the morning." After that, he said to Fan Sicheng affectionately: "Stay for a while, you just listen to what they say." Say a few words, lest you make them angry again. ”

"Do I often them off?" Fan Sicheng asked with a blank expression.

"Yes, you talked back to your mother last night. Be obedient today, listen to me, you're a sick person now, try to talk as little as possible. Jiang Ya's gentle words were like coaxing a child's tone.

But Fan Sicheng was very useful, and he was really obedient, and nodded and said, "Okay." I listen to you. ”

Pang Zi walked in with Fan Yancheng.

Before entering the door, she had heard from the little girls that Jiang Ya took the initiative to take care of Fan Sicheng last night. When I came in, I saw Jiang Yali saluting in front of Fan Sicheng's bed, Fan Sicheng was smiling with his back against the soft pillow, his eyes were burning, and his spirit was actually very good.

Pang Shi folded his palms and recited the sound Buddha, walked to the bed and looked at his son carefully, and said happily: "Your eldest brother said that your injury is not serious, I am not at ease after all, so I came over early to take a look." This look, seeing that you are so energetic, I think it's really okay. ”

"Mother, I'm fine." Fan Sicheng said with a smile.

Hearing Fan Sicheng obediently call out to his mother, Pang Zi was even more happy. Last night, Fan Sicheng complained to her with a depressed face, she thought that with the temperament of her third son, it would not be easy for him to be happy these days. Now it seems that she is too worried?

"I heard that you kept a vigil all night last night, so you worked hard!" Pang Zi was in a good mood, took Jiang Ya's hand, and said kindly.

Jiang Ya replied as well-behaved as ever: "That's what I should do." ”

Pang Zi's sharp eyes swept Jiang Ya's face, seeing that her face was red, her eyes were shy, and then looking at his son's performance today, Pang Zi vaguely understood a little, and couldn't help liking Jiang Ya even more, patted the back of Jiang Ya's hand and said, "Then I will give him to you with confidence." ”

Fan Yancheng walked to the bed and bent down to carefully examine his brother's face, "Are you really okay?" ”

He knew his brother's injury, and the internal injury was not a big problem, but he was so angry that it disappeared so quickly? Fan Yancheng still didn't believe it.

Fan Sicheng smiled and nodded. Laughing a little innocently.

Pang glared at his eldest son, blaming him for being so stupid or something. As soon as she wanted to retreat with her eldest son, she saw Fan Sicheng's smiling face suddenly change color!

A second ago, Fan Sicheng felt that his body and mind were relaxed, except for the pain of the internal injury that touched his chest, the small wounds on his body were nothing. He just wanted to move his slightly stiff legs, but he was suddenly attacked by a cold air like a sharp blade between his chest and abdomen, and he couldn't help but snort, his face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat rolled down in pain, and his body began to twitch violently uncontrollably!

The three people standing in front of the bed and the girls who came with them were all scared stupid, Fan Yancheng was the first to react, rushed up and hugged his younger brother who was rolling on the bed in pain and asked what was wrong.

Where did Fan Sicheng promise at this time-the sharp cold air was stirring and cutting in his body, and the intense pain that was almost maddening was like a monstrous wave, completely swallowing him in an instant.

What's even more terrifying is that even if you are unconscious, you can get a moment of relief. But he was completely conscious at the moment, and he had to grit his teeth to bear this heart-wrenching pain.

Seeing that Fan Sicheng's face was so painful that his face was pale, when Pang Zi saw this battle, he bluffed the three souls and lost two of them, and hurriedly called someone to find Lang Zhong to see.

At this time, Jiang Ya was the most panicked. A moment ago, she was still immersed in a huge sense of happiness, but at this moment, she was stunned by the tragic situation of Fan Sicheng in front of her.

She shook her head in fear, she wanted to get Fan Sicheng, and even thought about revenge on him when she hated him, but as soon as he showed tenderness to herself just now, she had already forgiven him. Seeing him endure such severe torture, she regretted it a little, and panicked more, afraid that Fan Sicheng would die like this, and afraid that the Fan family would suspect her, after all, she was fine last night, she was waiting here alone, and this morning she became like this.

At this time, Fan Yancheng said a sentence, which made her even more frightened, "I saw that he was not seriously injured yesterday, but how did he become like this today." Fan Yancheng hugged his younger brother, looked at his face as white as gold paper, and then probed his pulse, feeling that his internal force was disappearing rapidly, "I'm afraid it's useless to find Lang Zhong, I think he looks like he's poisoned!" ”

Fan Sicheng kept twitching and rolling, and Fan Yancheng was completely helpless except for holding him tightly.

It wasn't until nearly half an hour had passed that the cold in his body stopped churning and cutting, and the severe pain gradually subsided, but he was also dying.

"・・・・・・" Pang Zi was dumbfounded, tears fell like rain, but he had no idea at all.

Jiang Ya was shocked and frightened, and Fan Yancheng's next sentence made her feel at ease for the time being-Fan Yancheng said distressed and guilty: "It's all my fault for seeing the wrong person!" I thought that Xiao Yu would not be so despicable, so I was relieved to stand by and watch. It must be him, and it's all my fault—I'm looking for him! ”

Fan Yancheng put down his younger brother and rushed out.

Pang Zi took the maid and the servant woman to guard for a long time, and was finally persuaded to go back to rest. Jiang Ya thought about it and hurriedly slipped out the back door.