Feng Dujin frowned, and asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face, "What are you talking about......" She didn't understand, is this still the cute and cute Dafu Lang who used to be elegant and indifferent? She was skeptical!

"Young Master Ben sues you, don't make it look like Young Master Ben owes you money with a dark face, I'm not afraid of you? I have the ...... of guards" Feng Xuan Yiyuan trembled in his heart, this girl was too cold and her aura was too strong, looking around at the assassination figure, and she was anxious.

"......" The assassination hiding in the shade of the tree rolled his eyes speechlessly! I was happy, but fortunately I ran fast!

"......" Feng Dujin was speechless, is this still her husband? Shit！ What does it mean to have a dark face like a debt collector? Groove, groove......

Feng Xuan Yiyuan saw that this girl still didn't let go, took a deep breath, pretended to be light-hearted, and said, "If the girl is interested in Young Master Ben, where does she live?" Is Mom and Dad alive? I'll send someone to your house to ask for ......."

"Feng Xuan Yiyuan...... If you dare to play stupid with me, I will divorce you! The corners of Feng Dujin's mouth hooked, and she said with a sneer. What kind of play, don't think that she cares about him, he can toss around unscrupulously and pretend to be stupid, she has seen a lot.

"My name is Duan Yiyuan, not Feng Xuan Yiyuan......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan pouted, a little aggrieved and a little innocent. Especially with the big Danfeng eyes, the fluttering flutter seemed to be accusing Feng Dujin of viciousness, and he sniffed from time to time, looking like he was about to cry.

"Alas...... Ah Yuan, stop playing......" Feng Dujin let go of her hand, raised her eyes to look at her old face, and reached out to stroke his face, but saw him shrink back, looked at her with some fear, and couldn't help but sigh.

Feng Xuan was stunned, raised his eyes to meet those cold eyes, and his heart trembled. Those eyes are deep and bottomless, without any ups and downs, as if they can attract people deeply into the deep pool, in addition to the endless coldness mixed with sadness, which makes Feng Xuan Yiyuan very uncomfortable.

"Me, do I know you? I have amnesia......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan said in a glutinous voice, looking down at his toes with some uneasiness, the ten fingertips of his hands touching each other, stumbling to explain.

"......" Feng Dujin was shocked! Amnesia? What do you mean, don't remember her? How can it be......

Feng Xuan Yiyuan saw the cold-faced girl in front of him, stretched out his hand and shook his hand in front of her, and asked with some doubts: "Girl, are you okay?" If it's okay, I'm leaving......"

"......" Feng Dujin was messy in the wind, and she only had one thought in her mind now, ',......

"No, here you go!" Feng Xuan Yiyuan innocently took out a large paper-wrapped bun from his cuff and stuffed it into Feng Dujin's hand, smiling exceptionally brightly. He always felt that the woman in front of him would not hurt him, even if she had cold eyes and cold faces, he felt that she was not malicious, but gave him a very reassuring feeling.

Feng Dujin looked down at the big bun in her hand in a daze, and the warm temperature in her palm warmed her heart. At this moment, it seemed that he was back in King Jin's mansion, and at that time he was also smiling like this, and he gave her the only meal hungry......

"Ah Yuan, you are still so ......" Feng Dujin smiled helplessly, in the end, she still failed to protect him, she took precautions and precautions on the day of marriage, but she still miscalculated! Now that she can stand in front of her and look at him smiling happily, she should be happy, shouldn't she? Why do you feel sad? Is it because he forgot about her?

"What's wrong with people??" Feng Xuan Yiyuan saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, so he said. Tilting his head, blinking his big eyes, and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he could see the small dimples looming.

"You're still so distressing...... Feng Dujin stretched out her hand to brush away the dust on the top of the green silk for him, and said lightly with a soft attitude.

"......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan pouted dissatisfied, he couldn't understand what she was talking about at all. Where's the Assassination? Is it really good to lose the young master and run away?

"Ah Yuan, I'm Feng Dujin! It's your wife, you're my father-in-law! We're married! Will you come home with me? ......" Feng Dujin took a deep breath and said slowly. She could only tell him about his relationship with her in such a simple way. She has always been a person who doesn't know how to express herself, and she won't waste her lips and tongue, just because that person is Feng Xuan Yiyuan, she respects his wishes......

Feng Xuan Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said with a light smile: "Girl, although I don't know what you're talking about...... But I have a home! After speaking, he ignored Feng Dujin and turned to look for the assassination.

Feng Dujin stretched out her hand to intercept Feng Xuan Yiyuan, who was about to take a step, and her face was still paralyzed, but the eagerness in her eyes was still obvious. It was not easy for her to see him, how could she have made him disappear from her sight......

"Girl, is there anything else?" Feng Xuan Yiyuan looked at her suspiciously, and really didn't understand what this girl meant by intercepting him three times and twice. Could it be that you really fell in love with him?

"Can you not go? You want to go home, can I send you? Feng Dujin said in a deep voice, the sincerity in her eyes moved Feng Xuan.

"Girl, there is a saying since ancient times: there is a difference between men and women, don't be entangled...... It's getting late, so the girl should go home early......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan frowned and said in a deep voice. Girl, how can you not understand etiquette and shame? The people on the street are watching! It's immoral!

"I'll send you ......" Feng Dujin insisted on her opinion, she wanted to see who dared to rob Ah Yuan, she wanted to ask why she had amnesia, she would definitely not let them go......

"Don't, girl, let it go......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan couldn't break free for a while, holding back his blushing face, as if he had been dyed with a layer of red. In fact, he was embarrassed......

"I'll send you ......," Feng Dujin said in a deep voice again. I didn't expect him to become bold after not seeing him for a few months, and he didn't even listen to her words! Should she be happy or worried?

"I don't want to ......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan refused dissatisfiedly, this girl shouldn't be a grass thief! He didn't want to be robbed, his innocence was not guaranteed......

"I'll send you ......" Feng Dujin said coldly with a dark face, already angry in her heart! Who turned her cute husband black, and Ah Yuan, who repeatedly told her NO was not cute at all.

"Assassination, help......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan couldn't, so he could only shout assassination to save him from danger.

The assassination saw that his young master asked for help, and he had to show up if he didn't want to show up. So he drew his sword and flew towards Feng Dujin with a 'whoosh', Feng Dujin realized that there was a strong air current coming towards her, and instinctively pulled Feng Xuan Yiyuan behind her, avoiding it with a calm face......

Feng Dujin frowned, raised her eyes to look at the man in black, and couldn't help sneering: "It turned out to be your ......"

The assassination was speechless, and he could only raise his sword and stab Feng Dujin again, Feng Dujin pulled Feng Xuan Yiyuan back, reaching out to take out the Soul Devouring Short Xiao on his waist. And the sharp-eyed assassination heart secretly screamed that it was not good, and he stabbed Feng Xuan Yiyuan behind him with a sigh of anger.

"Ah......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan shouted in horror, assassinating you, a bad person who committed the following crimes, you actually dare to stab Young Master Ben with a sword......

Seeing that Feng Xuan Yiyuan was in danger, Feng Dujin didn't care about taking the short Xiao on his waist, reached out to hold the long sword that stabbed him, and at the same time pushed Feng Xuan Yiyuan away with his other hand. And the assassination took advantage of Feng Dujin's sword at the same time, and a spun body reached out and pointed at Feng Dujin's acupoint......

The blood dripped to the ground with the tip of the sword, and the bright red color was very dazzling, making Feng Xuan Yiyuan helpless to find the Jinpa in the cuff, trembling his hand to wipe the hand that was constantly bleeding, and stumbling and saying: "Flow, blood, blood, blood......"

"Young Master...... "It's time to go back!" Before the assassination was finished, he was interrupted by the panicked Feng Xuan Yiyuan, only to see him shout: "Shut up......"

"......" touched the assassination of the ashes, silently standing in the corner of the wall and drawing circles. Can he be blamed? It's not that the young master asked him to save him......

Feng Xuan Yiyuan nervously wiped the blood that kept flowing from her hands, and reached out to throw away the sword she was holding, but he was afraid of adding new injuries to her, so he couldn't help but have sour eyes, and bean-sized tears dripped down Feng Dujin's hands, making Feng Dujin's body stiffen.

"What to do, what to do......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan muttered in panic, he didn't know what was wrong! It's just that his heart is pressed against a big stone, and he can't breathe, and he is sullen and uncomfortable.

"Don't cry...... Feng Dujin moved her vocal cords, only to find that she just couldn't move, and she could still speak. She still didn't like him crying, it would make her feel distressed.

Feng Xuan Yiyuan wiped the tears on his cheeks with his bloodstained hands, he didn't know why he was so obedient, it seemed that this was an action he often did, he raised his eyes to look at Feng Dujin in front of him, and said in a choked voice: "I didn't cry......"

"Be good, or I don't want you to ......" Feng Dujin said softly, obviously in front of Feng Xuan Yiyuan, she was no longer the cold-hearted Feng Dujin, she allowed what she couldn't tolerate, to take care of him. That's how much she loves him, right? Should be......

Feng Xuan Yiyuan was stunned, why is this so familiar, did someone say this to him once upon a time? He couldn't remember, at this moment he deeply felt the helplessness of the past, and couldn't help but smile and said lightly: "I let the assassination solve your acupoint, but you can't pester me...... Really going home......"

Feng Dujin frowned and thought about it, and said helplessly: "Okay...... "Let him go today!" With her Feng Dujin's ability, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find him. What's more, didn't the old man who told fortunes today say? She and Feng Xuan Yiyuan are fateful......

Feng Xuan Yiyuan ordered the assassination to solve the acupoint, reached out and threw the sword she was holding, carefully and gently wiped the bright red in her palm, the shallow scar in the palm of his hand, made him feel uncomfortable again.

Feng Dujin looked at him in such a daze, he lowered his head to wipe for her, his expression was meticulous, and he seemed quiet and peaceful in the dim light. He seemed to be afraid of hurting her, so he blew for her, and the warm air flow passed through the palm of his hand and entered the wind in her heart, and she felt that this scene was in a trance, and the beauty was so unreal...... She couldn't help the warm warmth in her heart, and murmured out his name: "Ayuan ......"