Chapter 120: Warning

Wen Zhihe saw that Mu Xiwan was well protected by Feng Chengyi, but he was embarrassed, his heart was angry, he brushed the broken hair in the corner, and sneered: "Mu Xiwan, can you protect yourself?" You see Brother Feng is injured. ”

Feng Chengyi's black robe was cut out, and there were slight blood oozing out, and the color of the robe was a little darker.

"Aren't you a burden too? needs Qi Shizi to protect him. Mu Xiwan didn't give her one, grabbed Feng Chengyi's arm, and frowned: "Let's find a medical center and bandage it."

"Heh, because of you, Brother Feng was injured, how can you still be so brazen?" Although Wen Zhihe knew that her blame was unreasonable, she had always been arrogant, so she was willing to bow her head.

"Wen Zhihe!" Mu Xiwan just wanted to fight back, but a calm male voice made her choke back.

Wen Zhihe was stunned, although Feng Chengyi didn't say anything else, but who couldn't hear the warning in it? A layer of mist immediately rose in her eyes, and her eyes were slightly red: "Brother Feng, I also feel sorry for you."

"Xiwan is my wife, it is right to protect her, my injury is my problem, it has nothing to do with Xiwan, you shouldn't blame her, in addition, Xiwan is your sister-in-law, you are not qualified." Feng Chengyi rarely said so many words, word by word, very seriously.

Wen Zhihe only felt that every word was like a blunt knife, slowly stabbing her heart, she watched her brother Feng reprimanding her for another woman, telling her that that woman was her wife, she, Wen Zhihe, was nothing.

She turned her head to look at Mu Xiwan, her eyes a little scarlet.

Mu Xiwan seemed to be frightened and took a few steps back.

Feng Chengyi ignored her, and suddenly, he reached out and hugged Mu Xiwanheng.

Mu Xiwan was so frightened that she hurriedly grabbed the clothes on his chest, and her face was slightly red: "You still have a wound on your arm, let me go quickly."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Chengyi lowered his head and whispered in her ear, the hot breath exhaled sprinkled on the roots behind her ears, tickling.

Wen Zhihe watched his back disappear, her fingertips were rigidly embedded in her palms, blood seeping into her fingernails, and it took her great strength to control herself.

Jian Ran looked at his back, her heart was mixed, she knew in her heart that Feng Chengyi was warning Wen Zhihe, it was to cherish Wan Liwei, but she still hurriedly followed, and when she arrived at the room, Jian Ran opened the door, and then closed the door again.

Feng Chengyi put Mu Xiwan on the bed, and his movements were gentle.

Mu Xiwan let go of her hand, the piece of clothing in his heart had been crumpled by her, she leaned on the head of the bed, her eyes were a little worried: "You show me your arm."

Feng Chengyi turned his hand away: "I'm not in the way, just take some medicine."

Mu Xiwan didn't believe it, and reached out to grab his hand: "It's okay, you show me, what are you hiding?" Feng Chengyi couldn't resist her, so he had to stretch out his hand, and the injury on his arm was indeed not serious.

Mu Xiwan got out of bed, took out the gold sore medicine from the cabinet, and said, "Eight clothes are off."

"I said it was fine." Feng Chengyi smiled helplessly, took off his clothes, Mu Xiwan took the medicine very seriously, bandaged the wound, and at the end, tied a beautiful bow.

After Wen Zhihe watched Feng Chengyi leave, he returned to the mansion with a gloomy face.

As soon as he arrived at the mansion, he went straight to the eldest princess, and when the eldest princess saw her appearance, she was a little surprised and said, "Who made my He'er angry?"

"Mother." Wen Zhihe threw herself into her arms as if she had found support, and the grievances accumulated in Feng Chengyi's place broke out at this moment, and she cried with a whimper, tears like a flood that opened the floodgates.

The eldest princess was stunned and patted her on the shoulder: "He'er, don't cry, tell your mother if you have any grievances."

Wen Zhihe was slowly soothed, his crying gradually stopped, and he just wanted to speak, but then he saw his dusty appearance, and said a little embarrassed: "Mother, I'll go wash first."

After washing, Wen Zhihe sat on the chair, raised the teacup and took a sip of tea, his eyes were still red, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Mother, I want to marry my cousin as a side concubine quickly, I can't wait for a moment."

"Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?" The eldest princess raised her good-looking brows and asked, her voice was soft, her daughter was clear, she must have been stimulated by something outside.

"If I don't marry my cousin, I'm afraid I'll be finished, he has been dizzy by that Mu Xiwan's coaxing, and he even doesn't hesitate to scold me for her." Wen Zhihe said, slamming the teacup in his hand viciously, his body trembling a little.

The eldest princess immediately frowned and said sharply: "He'er, you must not lose your temper like this all the time, how many times have I told you?" What kind of man would you like?"

Wen Zhihe immediately lowered his head, and said with some reluctance: "Yes, my daughter knows that she is wrong, but my daughter is also in a hurry to be admired there, who made her a fox, if it goes on like this, where will my cousin have any status in his heart?" Wen Zhihe's voice behind him became a little fierce.

She attributed all the mistakes to Mu Xiwan, if it weren't for Mu Xiwan, now enjoying Feng Chengyi's favor, the person who cares for her should be her.

"Don't worry, my mother will let you get what you want." The eldest princess pulled the back of her hand and patted it lightly a few times, and her voice softened, after all, she was her daughter who had been spoiled since she was a child, where could she bear to really blame?

Wen Zhihe's cheeks immediately turned into a flower, and he hugged the eldest princess's arm and coquettishly: "I knew that my mother was the best for me."

"You." The eldest princess reached out and tapped the tip of her nose, with a little helplessness in her tone.

Wen Zhihe's eyes drifted into the distance, and he sneered in his heart, your nightmare is coming, everything you have now, I will snatch it, you, are you ready?

Mu Xiwan sneezed over there, rubbed her nose, and couldn't help but think, who is talking about me?

"But you're caught with a cold?" Feng Chengyi poured her a cup of hot tea and said with some concern.

"I'm fine." Mu Xiwan smiled, but still took the tea and drank it, warming her heart and stomach.

Feng Chengyi didn't seem to believe it, and said: "If you are sick, you must seek medical treatment in time, and don't die by yourself because you are afraid of the bitterness of the medicine."

Mu Xiwan was a little helpless, she was indeed afraid of bitter medicine, but she would not die of the disease, "You just said that I didn't believe that you were fine, and you don't believe me anymore, and it's fast enough." ”

She said jokingly, Feng Chengyi was silent for a while, and said, "You can rest for a while, I'll go out first." After saying that, he walked out, not forgetting to close the door.