Chapter 110
Feng Jingyu was due to patience, if he didn't want to cheapen others, he really didn't want to take this job. After all, drugging this woman is also a big test for him.
At this time, Chu Xuewei really couldn't make those clouds and rain anymore, and she was afraid that she would be unable to bear it, so after Feng Jingyu stopped applying the medicine, she immediately covered her tightly.
Chu Xuewei's furry head was hiding in the quilt, leaving only two light brown apricot eyes outside.
A pair of big fawn-like eyes, shining with innocent light, cringe when looking at the phoenix.
Usually, as long as you can't get used to it, you will slap the table and do it against Feng Jingyu, but now you look stupid, and you can't hold back a word for a long time.
Here, Feng Jingyu, who put down the ointment, got up and stood at the window.
The cool breeze outside the house extinguished a nameless fire in his heart.
Chu Xuewei thought that Feng Jingyu was going out, so she wanted to sneak a glance at it, but when she raised her eyes, she collided with Feng Jingyu's phoenix eyes.
She scrambled to look away.
"Mouth open." When it eases up, a fragrant and rich flavor fills the mouth.
Chu Xuewei was puzzled, and when she looked up, she saw Feng Jingyu leaning quietly on the side.
Holding a bowl of rich and sweet ginseng soup in his hand, a spoonful of ginseng soup was allowed to cool, and then fed into Chu Xuewei's pink mouth.
Before, Chu Xuewei was unconscious when she was served, and her head was drowsy, but now her mind is very bright, and she is fed by Feng Jingyu like this, and it is difficult to sit still.
This unpredictable bastard is now a caring little padded jacket, and he may not be a vicious wolf next time.
Thinking of this, Chu Xuewei said weakly in a hurry, "Otherwise, I'll come." β
As she spoke, she wanted to raise her hand, but her arm was only slightly pulled, as if it had been wrung off, and the pain made her frown.
"Idiot."
In his ears, Feng Jingyu's low reproach floated.
Chu Xuewei gritted her teeth in disbelief, and just wanted to raise her head and mouth, but her white jaw was suddenly caught.
Before she realized anything, her chin was raised.
In the next second, the slightly cool lip flap was attached to her pink cherry lips.
Chu Xuewei's eyes widened suddenly, and the warm ginseng soup slowly flowed into her mouth.
She was restrained and couldn't move, so she had to drink the soup slowly at the speed of the phoenix.
At the end of one bite, Chu Xuewei's face turned crimson, her brows furrowed, and she was about to scold: "Feng Jingyu, you bastard-"
Who knew that Feng Jingyu took advantage of the unpreparedness and bullied herself to block her cherry-like mouth.
Again and again, a cup of hot ginseng soup was fed into Chu Xuewei's mouth by Feng Jingyu one by one, and a little bit of soup flowed out of her lips, but there was nothing left.
Swallowing the last bit of sweet ginseng soup, Feng Jingyu finally left her lips and let go of her hand.
His face was as calm as usual, he put the spoon aside in an orderly manner, and said calmly: "I'm happy to eat, do you like me to feed you so much." β
"Ahemβ"
As soon as these words came out, Chu Xuewei coughed violently, and the ginseng soup in her mouth almost spurted out of her nose.
She looked at Feng Jingyu in surprise, why is this bastard so cheeky? Where did she show that she liked it very much, it was clear that he was forcibly fed, and now that she said this, it was as if she was enjoying it very much.
"Feng Jingyu, shut up, I don't want you to feed at all." Chu Xuewei's cheeks were crimson, if she hadn't been able to exert herself, she would definitely have to slap Feng Jingyu's well-dressed beast in the face.
Feng Jingyu directly ignored her fangs and claws.
He stood up, leaned over slightly, and his bony index finger leaned closer, ambiguously and gently wiping the remaining ginseng soup from her mouth.
looked affectionate, as if he was a visitor from outside the world who was as warm as jade, and Chu Xuewei was dumbfounded.
"I've been feeding you like this for the past three days you've been asleep, but have you forgotten?" Feng Jingyu's dark eyes were heavy, and he spoke calmly and softly.
Chu Xuewei was stunned all of a sudden.
Since the day of the fight, after being greedy for joy for a while, she saw how powerful Feng Jingyu was, and Chu Xuewei saw that Feng Jingyu's charm and temperament had changed.
Previously, he was like a thousand-year-old ice cube in a snowy cave.
Whether they talk or care, there is always a pool of stagnant water in their eyes, and their expressions are cold and indifferent.
Sure enough, it's different from the past, look, look.
When he spoke, there was a fairy aura between his eyebrows, and the good-looking Danfeng eyes were slightly upturned, with a faint demeanor.
Unexpectedly, even looking at her look was different from before.
"Uh......" Chu Xuewei shook the goosebumps on her body, Feng Jingyu took the wrong medicine, it looked weird, she still liked him more.
Because, in the past, at least he would not ignore his begging for mercy and toss himself unconscious.
"Do you still want to sleep?" Feng Jingyu sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at her lightly.
Although Chu Xuewei's body has not fully recovered, and it hurts when she moves slightly, she has been sleeping for three days and three nights after all.
No matter how tired you are, you won't be able to sleep.
Chu Xuewei shook her head slightly at Feng Jingyu, her heart was not sleepy at the moment, but she was worried about something.
Three days and nights have passed since she was thrown into this room by Feng Jingyu.
In these three days and nights, is Su Mo still alive?
Could it be that Feng Jingyu would really want his life?
The doubts in her heart piled up layer by layer, but Chu Xuewei didn't ask.
Su Mo provoked Feng Jingyu, he was a person who would never allow others to think wrongly about his belongings.
He pleaded with Su Mo and resolutely resisted him, and the end was that he couldn't get out of bed after being tortured for three days.
Feng Jingyu next to him saw Chu Xuewei's little face thinking silently, and he understood seven or eight points in his heart.
There was a hint of indifference in the dark eyes.
Most of the reason why he wanted to exhaust Chu Xuewei was because he ate Su Mo's vinegar.
There is also a small part, just so that Chu Xuewei has no time to intervene, so that she can quickly solve Su Mo's matter.
Right now.
Her dark eyes flashed slightly, and Feng Jingyu stared at Chu Xuewei calmly, "You want to ask Su Mo, right?" β
Chu Xuewei was a little surprised, she didn't expect that before she could ask, Feng Jingyu knew the little abacus in her heart.
Thinking of this, Chu Xuewei panicked in her heart, Feng Jingyu, this man, is too good at observing words and feelings, right? She tried hard to control her expression and was discovered, so she was really open and honest in front of him, but unfortunately it was one-sided.
It was he who took the initiative to mention it, which made Chu Xuewei more and more worried about Su Mo's situation at the moment, and after thinking for a few seconds, she bowed her head slightly, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito fly: "Lord Wang, can you let him go and let him go back?" β
This was the only thing Chu Xuewei could say for Su Mo.
Why Feng Jingyu wanted to kill Su Mo, she knew it in her heart.
If you want to keep Su Mo safe, you can only let him return to his clan at the moment.
Feng Jingyu was quite surprised by her words, her eyebrows were cold, and her eyes were unfathomable.
"Send him back?"
Chu Xuewei was afraid that Feng Jingyu would be furious again, and hurriedly added: "The reason why Su Mo has been following me is because I had no intention of saving him before, I was his benefactor, and now that he has a place to return, it is natural to go back." β
Feng Jingyu's eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see joy or anger, but looked at Chu Xuewei quietly, silent.
Chu Xuewei was stared at by him and panicked.
Her moist apricot eyes looked at him anxiously, why didn't she speak, even if she refused, she would answer.
Looking at him like this, could it be Su Mohe......
In just a few seconds, Chu Xuewei's little face had mixed looks, and Feng Jingyu knew that this woman was starting to be whimsical again.
He narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Is this what you are talking about?" β
As soon as she heard Feng Jingyu say this, Chu Xuewei understood the matter of letting Su Mo go, and she could still discuss it.
She nodded without thinking, she didn't have time to care about the pain in her limbs, and her little hand, which trembled deeply, gently covered Feng Jingyu's hand: "Su Mo's mind is not bad, just let him go back, okay?" β
Feng Jingyu was ambiguous, and with a slight wave of his sleeves, the futon that had originally slipped down to his ankles was fluttering on Chu Xuewei's shoulders, "Take care of your body first." β
Chu Xuewei saw that he was leaving, and sat up in a panic.
With just a sitting motion, the pain actually flowed to all the limbs, and she gasped in pain, "Uh-"
Feng Jingyu raised his eyebrows coldly, and said coldly, "If you are disobedient and obediently take care of your body, it is unknown whether Su Mo can go back." β
Before the words fell, Chu Xuewei had no time to care about the pain in her limbs.
She raised her sparkling eyes, which were as bright as stars: "So you agree?" β
Feng Jingyu glanced at her coldly, and the corners of her mouth drooped unpleasantly: "You seem to be very happy?" β
Chu Xuewei was choked by him, and immediately put away her excitement, and obediently hid in the futon, with a pair of crystal bright apricot eyes, she couldn't hide her joy and peeked at Feng Jingyu.
Today, her Seventh Prince was in a good mood, and she confessed that she was worried about Su Mo, but she didn't get angry.
In that case, can she be a little more greedy?
Chu Xuewei's apricot eyes were round, and she shouted from the side, "Lord Wang, I really want to ......"
It's a pity that before she could finish speaking, she was cut off by Feng Jingyu without thinking: "No, you don't want to." β
Chu Xuewei was a little annoyed, and complained aggrievedly: "People didn't say what they wanted to do, so you refused!" β
Feng Jingyu stood up, glanced at her from top to bottom, and said flatly, "If you don't say it, I know what you're going to do, if you can't, you can't." β
This...... Chu Xuewei was so blocked that she couldn't say anything, and after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of how to protest.
This man has a keen eye, she knows it, but there are still some things, and she still wants to try to get a place.
For example, I can let myself give Su Mo a ride when he leaves.
If he returns to his clan and finds that he can't give him a long ride, he will definitely feel sad......
Thinking of this, Chu Xuewei's round eyes turned around, and her fluffy head burrowed into the big quilt, as if she was quietly implementing a secret plan inside......
If you want to put it in modern society, when you meet this kind of man who loves to give orders, you will inevitably teach him a good lesson and teach him what equality and mutual benefit are.
However, this is ancient times, and every time she bravely resists Feng Jingyu.
The ending is all eaten and wiped clean, and it is very bleak.
This time the end was the worst, and she probably couldn't walk this week.
Even if Feng Jingyu used beating and scolding to punish her, it was better than walking on thin ice like herself.
She didn't want to be like that night, her body really couldn't bear it.
Feng Jingyu stood quietly on the side of the bed, staring coldly at Chu Xuewei getting into the small quilt and wrapping herself into a ball.
His beautiful phoenix eyes flashed a hint of darkness, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Chu Xuewei was probably too tired, she was wrapped in the futon, and before she could come up with a countermeasure, she was already asleep.
"It's stupid."
Feng Jingyu followed the slight snoring, glanced at her with disgust, and walked softly.
I'm embarrassed to say that I am proficient in medical skills, and I sleep with a quilt wrapped around my head.
Raising his hand and lifting the thin blanket coldly, the blanket slid slightly to her chin, and Chu Xuewei was like a frightened deer, tucking the horns of the quilt uneasily.
The soft lips of the pink powder were one by one, and he muttered in a low voice, "Don't, don't be like this, I'm too tired, Feng Jingyu ......"
Feng Jingyu raised her eyebrows slightly, the stupid women were asleep, were you still subconsciously afraid that he would touch her?
The overindulgence of that night did leave a scar on her young heart.
Feng Jingyu sighed faintly, leaned down and leaned close to Chu Xuewei's ear, "Sleep in peace, I won't touch you, okay?" β
For the first time, he spoke softly, as soft as a marshmallow in a marshmallow, like a child sleeping.
Her slightly stiffened body gradually relaxed, and her velvet head rubbed against the side of his face flatteringly, and then she fell into a deep sleep.
Feng Jingyu stared at her well-behaved face, her small fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyelids were still a little dark blue, which was the trace left by the night's sleeplessness.
Recalling the way she moved her fingers just now, she gritted her teeth in pain, and Feng Jingyu stopped on the edge of the bed.
He carefully took out Chu Xuewei's small hand hidden in the quilt and put it in his wide palm, his anger sank into the dantian, and his true qi gathered.
Chu Xuewei, who was still indulging in her dreams, whimpered slightly, I don't know if she was dreaming, she felt a warm current enter the blood veins through the palm of her hand, permeating her whole body.
The originally slightly cold body was wrapped in true qi and became warm, and the sore joints instantly became fluttering.
"Wow, that's comfortable." Chu Xuewei couldn't help herself approaching Feng Jingyu, and pillowed his big hand in a daze.
The delicate tone reached Feng Jingyu's ears, and his heart was hot.
That night, Cheng Huan, he more than once seduced Chu Xuewei, who was confused and unconscious, to say something amorous, and today she actually whispered in this situation.
It was just an instant, and the burning in Feng Jingyu's heart spread to the whole body.
When Feng Jingyu came to his senses, he listened to his heartbeat, and his face was gloomy. has always been cold and self-controlled, but just listening to Chu Xuewei's whispering, he began to think about it.
The hand holding her dodged as if it had been electrocuted.
Since when he has been fascinated by Chu Xuewei to this step of the field.
Thinking of this, Feng Jingyu waved his long sleeves, stood up suddenly, and turned his head to leave.
Fortunately, the stupid woman slept deeply, and if she saw her emotional dignity, she would definitely have enough to make fun of her.
However, before Feng Jingyu's front feet were raised, his shirt was torn off.
Confused, it turned out that the corners of the cheongsam were pressed under Chu Xuewei.
"......" Feng Jingyu frowned slightly, grabbed the corner and tried to pull it out.
Who knew that he had only used a little strength, and he heard Chu Xuewei snort in displeasure, and the whole person rolled outward.
This is good, Feng Jingyu even has most of his sleeves wrapped in it.
Feng Jingyu glared at her coldly for a long time, sighed and sat on the edge of the bed.
He leaned slightly on the small pillar at the head of the bed, stared at Chu Xuewei for more than a quarter of an hour, and saw that she didn't mean to wake up at all, so he also narrowed his eyes.
After a while, a few cautious footsteps were heard from far and near, and then the mahogany door was quietly pushed open.
With a "squeak", a thin and small shadow was imprinted on the ground.
It turned out to be dewdrops.
Dew Drop tiptoed into the inner room, and the moment she raised her eyes, she met the cold light under Feng Jingyu's eyes, and she was so frightened that the wooden basin in her hand almost didn't throw it away.
"Lord Wang?" Dew Drop blinked a little confusedly, looking at the princess who was originally paralyzed on the bed, and now she was contentedly pillowing the prince's leg and Zhou Hui.
The talented woman looks like a team of fairy couples, like a scene that only exists in the painting, which makes people unbearable to destroy.
Feng Jingyu saw that there were dewdrops, the coldness under her black eyes gradually disappeared, she responded calmly, and stared at Chu Xuewei again.
Finding that her lotus-like smooth forearms were exposed, and there was a trace of unhappiness on her face, she raised her hand and threw her hand into the futon and wrapped her tightly.
Dew quietly raised her eyes to see this scene, and snickered so hard that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
She stepped forward lightly and put the wooden basin on the shelf, "Lord, the slave maid is here to wash the princess." β
Chu Xuewei was snoring like a little pig at the moment, Feng Jingyu blinked, and said lightly, "Give me the handkerchief." β
As soon as these words came out, the dew drops were so shocked that their eyes straightened, did the prince want to wait for the princess to wash himself? It's still in front of my own subordinate.
"Yes." blurted out the answer, and Dew Drop hurriedly sent the wrung out wet wipes into Feng Jingyu's hands.
Looking at Feng Jingyu's overflowing technique, Dew Drop somehow spoke, "Lord, it's good that the princess has you." β
Dewdrop's heart-wrenching words, but Feng Jingyu's body was stunned.
He lowered his eyebrows and continued to wipe, his tone a little cold: "You were the first to say that." β
Dew doesn't like to hear this.
She was slightly angry, "Lord Wang, those outsiders don't know anything, so they follow the rumors." Are they princesses, and how can they be judged on everything? β
"What do you see?" Feng Jingyu rarely chatted with others, and his mood seemed to be very good.
Dew Drop stared at her eyes and thought for a moment, "Dew Drop is a maid in the palace, although she is not a princess, but I have always served the princess by her side." I can feel that the princess is serious about the princess, and the princess loves the princess very much. β
The word "love" made Feng Jingyu's heart instantly mess up, and his movements didn't know how serious.
Chu Xuewei, who was asleep, felt a slight tingling on her little face, and muttered in protest.
Feng Jingyu stabilized her mind, gently wiped her face, and threw the handkerchief into the wooden basin, "Stand down." β
"No." Dew smiled happily, then picked up the wooden basin and went out cautiously.
When the door closed silently, Feng Jingyu stared at Chu Xuewei deeply.
Love?
Can this stupid woman love herself?
Because Feng Jingyu had previously used her true qi to stabilize Chu Xuewei's veins, she slept extremely heavily this night.
When she opened her eyes in a daze, she only felt that the soreness in her body had disappeared by two-thirds of the time.
Although there is still residual pain in some places, and the waist is unable to exert strength, it is much better than before.
"Hmm-"
Chu Xuewei got up and stretched her arms, squinting her eyes, "It's so comfortable to sleep!" β
As soon as the words fell, a cold voice came from his ears, "If I don't wake up, my hand will be amputated." β
The elusive sound frightened Chu Xuewei so much that she almost rolled off the bed.
She hurriedly turned her head, and Feng Jingyu, who was leaning against the back of the curtain, appeared with a cold face, holding her left wrist with her right hand, moving her muscles and bones.
"You, why ......" Chu Xuewei slept until the evening, and raised her eyes to see that the window was already dyed with ink.
After falling asleep under the covers, didn't Feng Jingyu go out?
Why......
Feng Jingyu glanced at her lightly, and said calmly: "We husband and wife have been honest with each other, if you want to sleep with me in the same bed, just say it." You don't have to press the corners of my clothes and pretend to be stupid. β
"Uh, huh?"
Chu Xuewei was a little stunned when she heard this.
She lowered her eyes and saw that most of her body was really pressed against the hem of Feng Jingyu's clothes.
And at some point, her hand fell to a place under his waist.
In this place that made people blush and heartbeat, Chu Xuewei instantly looked like a crab cooked at a high temperature.
Quickly retracted his hand and retreated far away, "I don't have it!" β
"Really?" Feng Jingyu laughed at her coldly, "You are rolling around in a poor sleeping position, and you are forcibly hugging me, you have to ask me to hold you to sleep - I have to make people wonder, are you really asleep, or are you taking the opportunity to eat my tofu?" β
"Ahemβ"
As soon as the words fell, Chu Xuewei choked on saliva.
Is this guy telling jokes?
"I eat your tofu?" Chu Xuewei glared at her speechlessly: "You have seen me all, I have done everything I need to eat, why, I can't eat a little tofu from you?" That's unfair, isn't it? β
To be reasonable, she can't beat him, so it's better to be unreasonable.
Every time I reasoned with him, I failed.
Chu Xuewei can be regarded as having a life experience, and she can't reason with Feng Jingyu, so she has to make trouble.
"What Concubine Ai said is so right, since we are all open and honest, if you want to eat tofu, you can be blunt, you don't have to find a way."
Feng Jingyu said nonsense in a serious tone, and Chu Xuewei raised her eyebrows when she heard it.
"Where did I find a way to find a way...... I'm annoyed, I won't say it! Chu Xuewei said that she couldn't win, so she could only be angry.
Feng Jingyu stopped joking, and stood up gently: "When you take care of your body, we will go out together in two days." β
"Huh?" Chu Xuewei's eyes lit up and looked at him, "Where are you going?" β
Feng Jingyu didn't look at her either, "I'll know when the time comes." β
"Cut, don't say it." Chu Xuewei turned her head coldly, she was mysterious, she was not uncommon.
In fact, what Chu Xuewei cares about most at the moment is Su Mo's safety.
At this moment, her limbs are much better than before, but she still can't use them very well.
That night with Feng Jingyu fooled around for so long, presumably it would take a day or two to recuperate before he could completely recover.
Chu Xuewei leaned on the bedpost, staring straight at her with a pair of round apricot eyes, just waiting for Feng Jingyu to turn around and go out.
However, Feng Jingyu didn't seem to plan to go out, but just called Li Feng by the door.
Chu Xuewei stretched her neck vigorously, and saw a black shadow flashing, and Li Feng knelt on one knee and stood by respectfully.
"Go and fetch the music."
As soon as Feng Jingyu's words fell, a call from Chu Xuewei floated from the inner room.
But he stood quietly, didn't lift his eyelids, and gently raised the corners of his mouth.
Li Feng sneered at Sen Sen, who had succeeded in his master's plan, so his scalp was a little numb, so he quickly lowered his head and listened to the order, turned around and went to do something.
When Li Feng returned, he held a mountain of folding papers in his arms.
He knew that there was a princess lying in the inner room, and he heard some rumors from Ku Niang, saying that the princess was made unconscious by the prince.
At this moment, where do you dare to put it in?
So he had no choice but to kneel on one knee, lift the pile of documents high, and lean in front of Feng Jingyu.
Feng Jingyu glanced at the top of the book, took a copy and flipped through it, "Has the emperor been in a situation these days?" β
Li Feng said: "The prince is still sick in bed, and the queen mother is also sick because of this." The emperor has been squatting in front of the alchemy furnace for more than half a month. β
A bright light flashed under Feng Jingyu's eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
A few seconds later, the long sleeves danced, and the stack of piles of folds landed smoothly on the wooden table in the room.
"Stand down." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.
As soon as his left foot crossed the threshold, his body stagnated. Tilting his head and glancing at the wind, "Look at the old man." β
"Subordinates obey!" Li Feng lowered his eyebrows, got up and left, and did not forget to close the door.
At the same time, Feng Jingyu came to the table with a wind under his feet, rolled up his sleeves, and calmly sat down.
Even if he didn't raise his eyes, he knew that Chu Xuewei's gaze was sticking to him inch by inch.
But he didn't look at her, and after sitting down, he picked up the pen and wrote, meticulously criticizing the folds.
After one book was completed, Feng Jingyu felt Chu Xuewei's anxious gaze behind her.
After the second book was completed, she couldn't sit still, slowly squirming her body, looking around for a teacup.
After the three books were over, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times from time to time, trying to attract Feng Jingyu's attention.
It's a pity that after the whole process, Feng Jingyu seemed to be fascinated, and his eyelids didn't move from beginning to end.
Finally, when he calmly took out the ninth book, Chu Xuewei couldn't control it anymore and sat up straight.
Her little white jade-like hand lifted the curtain in front of the bed and poked out a small head: "Lord Wang, isn't that the office on the side?" β
Feng Jingyu raised his hand and wrote a few strokes smoothly on the fold, "The light here is good, this king wants to review it here, can't it?" β
The cold black eyes glanced at it, and immediately made Chu Xuewei squeak.
She touched the back of her cold neck, and pulled the bed curtain angrily, why is this man doing official business in the bedroom? He sat here inch by inch, how could he have the opportunity to go out and collect news from Su Mo!
Thinking of this, Chu Xuewei felt irritable.
She pursed her lips with determination, ready to try one last time, "Lord Wang, I'm so bored, I'm afraid that you are here to interfere with your work, do you think it will ......?"
With a "snap", Feng Jingyu put aside the carved brush.
The voice was not loud, but it was heavily seared on the tip of Chu Xuewei's heart, so frightened that she quickly closed her mouth obediently.
As long as Feng Jingyu raised her eyes slightly, she could see that in the two bed curtains, Chu Xuewei was staring at herself with a pair of big and round apricot eyes, staring at herself pitifully.
The moist eyes, innocently blinked, overflowing with grievances.
If he didn't know that she had a bad stomach, he would inevitably be blinded by this simple and innocent face.
"Do you want me to go so much?" Feng Jingyu's face was not shocked, but the bottom of his eyes showed a slight darkness.
Chu Xuewei's heart skipped half a beat.
Since that night, as long as she saw Feng Jingyu's poor expression, she was inexplicably flustered.
So he shook his head busily, "No, no." You can be here, I can't be happy, how many women in the world can accompany me, of course I don't want you to go. β
Feng Jingyu listened to her flattery, and she didn't have any expression, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's good to understand." β
This bastard always comes by surprise and makes himself have no room to resist.
But it's no wonder that if Feng Jingyu is not like this, he will not be called Feng Jingyu.
Chu Xuewei lowered her head dejectedly, crawled out of the quilt in a hurry, squatted quietly on the edge of the bed, and played with her clean clothes as a matter of course.
After about a moment, Chu Xuewei narrowed her eyes in boredom, and a slight sound slipped in her ears.
Her head sank, and her sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
As she gently rubbed the moist corners of her eyes and slowly opened them, the faint voice did not stop.
Chu Xuewei followed the sound and got out of bed, and the faint whisper, like the sound of rats gnawing on wood, seemed to come from the window lattice.
Nervous and curious, he slowly moved to the window.
Just as he was about to crane his neck to glance outside, a negligent head flashed.
The sudden appearance almost scared her out.
She was about to scream when she was covered with a mouthful of emotion.
Chu Xuewei struggled to see that the figure of Bai Huahua who flashed in was actually Feng Jingyu's master named Xiaoyaozi.
"Quiet and quiet!" He silently compared his mouth, lest he be discovered by Feng Jingyu.
It's a pity that the luck is not good, and before Chu Xuewei could speak, Feng Jingyu's unfazed voice floated in her ears, "Why did you get up?" β
Feng Jingyu appeared out of nowhere, frightened the frightened Chu Xuewei, pressed Xiaoyaozi's head under the window, jumped on his feet and sat lightly on the edge of the window, pressing Xiaoyaozi's exposed shoulders.
"Oh, isn't the prince on business, why did he come to the bedroom?"
Chu Xuewei held the window frame with her little hand, and smiled stiffly with her little face.
Feng Jingyu could see through it almost at a glance, her unnatural movements, her cowardly demeanor, and her dark eyes were slightly stained with frost and cold.
He walked in slowly, and asked softly as he walked forward, "Aren't you still feeling well, now you better go back to bed and rest?" β
Seeing that the distance was getting closer and closer, Chu Xuewei was so panicked that her forehead was sweating.
Xiaoyaozi took such a big risk to come here, and he didn't have to guess that it was about Su Mo.
If Feng Jingyu is aware, he may feel that he and Xiaoyaozi are grasshoppers on the same rope.
Seeing that she was about to be exposed, Chu Xuewei panicked, and suddenly noticed that a cold object was stuffed into her palm holding the edge of the window.
She lowered her eyes quietly, and vaguely saw that it was a shabby turf book.
At this time, Feng Jingyu had already walked up to her, and Chu Xuewei suddenly took out her left hand and gently pressed it against his heart, "Lord Wang, people can come to the window to read a book if they have nothing to do." Is it bothering you to do things? β
Feng Jingyu looked at the white hand on his chest, and obediently stopped his pace.
There was a flash of cold light in his dark eyes, and he spoke steadily, "Why haven't I heard that you still love to read?" β
Chu Xuewei's face froze, and she couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
Just kidding, I used to be the first in the province to be admitted to medical school and became the youngest graduate student in Nanya!
If it weren't for this damn crossing, maybe she would have finished her PhD!
"Lord Wang, you look down on others too much. If I wasn't a woman, how would the chief of the kilometer get Doctor Sun? Chu Xuewei looked at Feng Jingyu slightly angrily, and hid the knife's retort with a smile.
Feng Jingyu was silent, deliberately leaned forward, and an eight-foot man leaned straight up on Chu Xuewei.
Chu Xuewei was forced to fall backwards by him, and her waist, which had not yet recovered, was forced to bend up.
If you can't hold it yourself, the Xiaoyaozi under the window will be exposed!
Xiaoyaozi under the window was so bitter, he held Chu Xuewei, sweating profusely and his beard was wet.
One Chu Xuewei is heavy enough, and now she has a phoenix feather, she really thinks that she is an iron body, and her old waist is about to be unable to withstand it.
At this juncture, the young couple was still flirting, and he couldn't wait to hit his head against the wall: I beg you two living treasures, get out of here, otherwise Lao Tzu won't be able to support it!
At this time, Feng Jingyu lowered her eyebrows and stared directly at Chu Xuewei.
One hand quietly pressed her hand holding the book, and there was a hint of playfulness in her eyes, "The princess actually has such a hobby, can you understand such an esoteric thing?" β
"Uh......" Chu Xuewei was controlled by him and couldn't turn around to read a book, thinking in her heart: Xiaoyaozi has a pursuit of medicine, since he gave it to himself, it is probably a medical book, right?
Now that she had a bottom in her heart, she raised her little face proudly: "Don't look down on me, I only need to read that kind of thing once, and I can actually apply it, not everyone can do it." β
"Really?" For some reason, an unpredictable smile flashed in Feng Jingyu's eyes.
Chu Xuewei glared at him unconvinced, "What, don't believe me?" β
Feng Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face looked a little embarrassed: "These things are still too difficult to understand, why don't you personally demonstrate them to me next time." β
Chu Xuewei sneered disdainfully, "What, haven't you learned my previous skills?" Wait, I'll convince you next time. β
Feng Jingyu's dark eyes smiled, and the treacherous plan succeeded, "Words count." β
"Huh." Chu Xuewei smiled mockingly, "I've always made a promise, wait for it, next time you will definitely have nothing to say." β
"Okay." Feng Jingyu said, and suddenly pulled out the somewhat old book from her hand.
Then, the body left Chu Xuewei.
He stood well-dressed, reading the book hastily with a calm face, "I don't know the heart, I don't know the heart, this king still doesn't know the concubine enough." I definitely didn't play enough last time, and Concubine Ai is still not satisfied, right? β
What to play? Satisfied with what?
Chu Xuewei was a little confused, weren't she and him discussing medical skills, what did this mean?
However, when her apricot eyes landed on Feng Jingyu's hand, her smart eyes suddenly froze.
What is this?
Chu Xuewei swallowed her saliva, and a few big words on the side of the picture came to mind, "Seventy-two styles of the girl's husband".
And Feng Jingyu was looking at the album seriously, Chu Xuewei didn't have to look at the contents, she could already imagine what was in the book in her mind, "Give me back!" β
With a wail, Chu Xuewei rushed to her face and snatched the book.
scolded Xiaoyaozi from the bottom of his heart, this dead old man, so old, is he still so disrespectful?
Just watch it yourself, what does it mean to give it to her?
Feng Jingyu's arm was lightly raised, the book was held high, and with a wave of his right hand, he grabbed Chu Xuewei's willow waist that rushed to his face.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Chu Xuewei couldn't beat him, and she was so ashamed and angry that she almost learned from an ostrich to bury her head in the sand.
At this time, Xiaoyaozi, who was hanging on the edge of the window, secretly screamed badly.
He took out a book from his shirt in a panic, and the words "Baicaoji" came into view.
Damn, he was nervous and gave the wrong book!
Outside the house, Xiaoyaozi crouched under the window in fear, sweat beads thick, and his breathing was about to stop.
Inside the house, Chu Xuewei jumped into the Yellow River, and she couldn't wash it.
Just now, she was still holding this book, and she was very proud, wanting Feng Jingyu to see her power, and said that she was talented and an expert in this area.
Oh my God, take her life! It'sβIt's a shame!
On the other hand, Feng Jingyu hugged Chu Xuewei in his arms, and under the four eyes, he actually read the content one by one.
Chu Xuewei's sweat soaked her clothes, and this painting was too ...... Ah, let her kill herself by jumping into the river!
Minutes and seconds passed.
Wait until Feng Jingyu has carefully read the seventy-two styles, and then put the book down gently, "Yes, there are indeed seventy-two styles." β
Chu Xuewei was already stiffened like a piece of bacon.
Feng Jingyu put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her over, hiding the book in her arms.
Don't forget to free up her hand and touch her head seriously, "Come on, study, I'll take the exam in a while." β
"Ahem!" Chu Xuewei almost coughed up old blood.
When Fang Caifeng was shocked to flip through it, she quietly glanced at it, those pictures are not ordinary people can do it at all, and she is not from the circus, so she can't do it at all!
Yes! Chu Xuewei, what are you thinking nonsense!
How could you possibly do that pose!
Chu Xuewei's head shook like a rattle, and she looked at Feng Jingyu aggrievedly, "Lord Wang, in fact, this is just a small accident, do you believe it?" β
Feng Jingyu glanced coldly at the window, then withdrew his gaze and stared at her, "If you are me, do you believe it or not?" β
Chu Xuewei shook her head in panic, "I don't believe it, of course I don't believe it." β
Feng Jingyu nodded with rare gentleness, "In that case, study hard, know?" β
Chu Xuewei was speechless.
Seeing Feng Jingyu go back to review the documents, Chu Xuewei gritted her teeth with hatred.
Regardless of whether Feng Jingyu would suddenly attack, Chu Xuewei took three steps and two steps and rushed to the window.
Coincidentally, it happened to be Xiaoyaozi planning to escape by luck.
He wasn't ready, but he noticed a chill on the back of his neck, and he almost fell down in fright.
Fortunately, one flew and firmly grasped the windowsill before he stood firmly.
Turning his head stiffly, he happened to meet Chu Xuewei's gloomy eyes, and his small hand pinched the hem of his back.
She sneered solemnly, making Xiaoyaozi shudder: "Eh-what-girl, I'm too anxious, didn't I take it wrong......"
After finishing speaking, for fear that Chu Xuewei would not believe herself, she quickly took out the herb set in her arms, "Look, I originally wanted to give you this." β
"You're a big-headed ghost!" Chu Xuewei trembled angrily, and threw the "Seventy-two Styles of the Girl's Imperial Husband" directly on Xiaoyaozi's face.
Now she knew why Feng Jingyu scolded him, this old man really deserved it!
"Don't don't, girl, it's a few floors." Xiaoyaozi climbed on the edge of the bed and whispered for mercy.
Chu Xuewei almost carried it in one breath.
She said coldly, "Fall to death you bastard!" β
Xiaoyaozi shook his head, "That's not good, I'm dead, who sent you the news of that stinky boy?" β
Hearing about Su Mo, Chu Xuewei stopped and said worriedly, "How is he?" β
Xiaoyaozi shook his head, "I found it, but my rebel formed a gossip array in the dungeon, and it was too complicated for me to solve it for a while." However, there is news that he will be sent away the day after tomorrow. β
"The day after tomorrow?" Chu Xuewei's good-looking brows frowned.
Just now, didn't Feng Jingyu say that he would take himself out, could it be just to stagger the time and prevent him from sending Su Mo a ride?
Xiaoyaozi hummed, "I haven't found out where to get it from, but you have to look at him, I can help you make time." β
Chu Xuewei glanced at him distrustfully.
seemed to be hurt by this suspicious look, Xiaoyaozi hurriedly explained, "Stinky girl, can I be that kid's master, can I still settle this matter?" β
Chu Xuewei thought about it for a while, and now she can only believe him.
"But ......" Xiaoyaozi saw that she agreed, and said pitifully with snot, "girl, I am dozens of years old, my body is old, and I have been poisoned for so long, if I continue like this, I will die of poison!" You can do well......"
Chu Xuewei's little face was cold, and she hugged her arms: "You don't have to inch in." β
"No, no, how dare you?" Xiaoyaozi is also old and unorthodox, there are no rules at all, and he can bend and stretch.
Seeing that Chu Xuewei's face was wrong, she was flattered with a smile on her face, "I mean, if it goes on like this, it's not very convenient for me to act......"
Chu Xuewei glanced at him, just because of him, he was laughed at by Feng Jingyu...... Apricot eyes glow with a sly light.
She pulled a brown pill from her bosom, "Now, this is the antidote." β
Xiaoyaozi's eyes were straight, and as soon as he snatched it, he opened his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach.
Chu Xuewei's apricot eyes floated a glimmer of essence: "If you eat this antidote, it will promote the detoxification of the body, if you want to completely detoxify, you have to squat in the thatched house for three days in a row, every day for an hour, and the toxicity will be eliminated with the filth." After three days, it will be effective. β
Xiaoyaozi had just taken the medicine, and when she heard that the method was so tricky, Mung Dou's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at her, "Girl, Lao Tzu has lived for most of his life, and he has never heard of this method." You don't think I'm honest and deliberately lie to me, do you? β
Chu Xuewei spread her hands and replied helplessly, "If you don't believe it, forget it, I will collect the body for you when the time comes." β
"But ......" Xiaoyaozi had just spoken, when suddenly there was a wave in his stomach, and he was about to lose control of it.
He arched himself like a shrimp, and his old face was wrinkled: "I'll go, the medicine works too fast......"
Xiaoyaozi endured so much that his old face turned red, and he jumped off the roof with a hunched back and a race against time.
Chu Xuewei saw that although he was hunched over, his steps were still vigorous, his body was very light, and he was a few meters away with a slight jump, just looking at it, he knew that this person was by no means idle.
The skill is so profound, but it looks like it is undoubtedly the same as that of ordinary people.
What a strange person!
Looking at the scene where his face was full of pain, holding his stomach and wailing, and rushing to the toilet, the evil anger in Chu Xuewei's heart was finally given.
She turned her head contentedly, looked at the room for a moment in her mind, and inexplicably recalled Feng Jingyu's playful words: "Seventy-two styles should be studied hard, I will investigate after a while, if I can't learn well...... Don't blame me for being ruthless. β
The five words "don't blame me for being ruthless" were deeply imprinted in her mind, and when she thought of his low and ambiguous voice, she unconsciously panicked in the bottom of her heart.
Fang just played tricks on Xiaoyaozi, and his slightly lax heart was instantly tightened at this moment.
Chu Xuewei was aggrieved, walked lightly, and secretly moved to the door of the main hall.
Her soft white little hand lifted the bead curtain, secretly looked at Feng Jingyu, who was meticulous in handling official duties, and opened her mouth several times to call him, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.
What else is this saying, it's like drawing a picture with charcoal, and it's clear that the more you draw it, the darker it gets.
Chu Xuewei turned her head in a depressed mood and obediently returned to the inner room.
Speechless.
In the past few days, Feng Jingyu has been sitting motionless in the building every day.
The time to go out to correct the folds is to change Chu Xuewei's dressing regularly every day, twice a day, day after day.
Every time it was time to take medicine, Chu Xuewei wanted to find a white silk root, hang it on the eaves, and understand herself on the spot.
"Uh...... Lord, I'm almost fine, I should be able to ...... myself."
Chu Xuewei's body was slippery, and at this time, Zhengbei Feng was forcibly controlled on the soft couch, her face was crimson, and she resisted softly.
Feng Jingyu's eyelids didn't move, and she helped her apply medicine with hot eyes, "Be quiet." β
"But I ......" Chu Xuewei couldn't breathe, and her heartbeat was so fast that she almost fainted.
To say that this application is not only uncomfortable for Feng Jingyu, but also a big challenge for herself.
Feng Jingyu stared at her with cold eyes, "Don't be so nervous, or I'll paint it on you in another way?" β
"Something else?"
Chu Xuewei was slightly stunned, and her face was instantly redder than the cooked shrimp.
Feng Jingyu, what is this bastard doing?!
What a shameless man this shameless man is!