Shaoqing got up and brought the medicine to Wen Yu's side, "Go back to Gongzi, I'll decoct the medicine for Miss." ”

Wen Yu glanced at it, and moved it back to make way for Shaoqing to feed the medicine.

Shaoqing slowly approached Su Xiayan with a spoon, and Su Xiayan's cough also spit out all the medicine that was already difficult to put in her mouth.

After going back and forth, Wen Yu took the medicine bowl in Shaoqing's hand, "Go out." The extremely cold tone made Shaoqing shiver from the bottom of her heart.

"Childe, do you want it?" Peony is a little unclear.

"Get out." It's really a good maid who protects the Lord, but she doesn't deserve to protect the Lord! Even more indifferent voices, he doesn't like to repeat everything a second time.

Shaoqing retreated with some concern.

Wen Yu took a sip of the medicine and met Su Xiayan's lips, this was the first time he took the initiative to kiss her, her lips were soft and warm.

Seeing that she didn't vomit medicine, Wen Yu said with a bit of sarcasm, "Sure enough, there have to be men to drink medicine, cheap." ”

After saying the words in her mouth, she took another sip of medicine and repeated the action just now, but her lips were really just the right amount of softness.

After feeding the medicine, his dripp-stained lips traced Su Xiayan's lips, and his tongue slipped in, biting or pecking.

This woman turned out to taste so sweet.

Feeling someone coming, he hurriedly let go of her, and seemed a little reluctant.

After a minute or so, the breeze walked in.

"Childe." Qingfeng was a little surprised to see Wen Yu here.

Wen Yu nodded, "Cheng Yan and I are doing business tonight, and you are here to watch her." Wen Yu's voice has changed from the initial gentleness to the current magnetic weight, which is very oppressive.

Qingfeng naturally knew who she was referring to, and agreed.

........

Early the next morning, Su Xiayan felt the stimulation of the light, and his opened eyes narrowed into a line.

But after a while, I got used to such strong sunlight.

Qingfeng entered the door and saw Su Xiayan with blank eyes, staring at one place, "Xia Yan, you're awake." ”

Last night, Shaoqing was always with her, he was in charge of safety, and Shaoqing had just gone back, and he went into the house to see her.

Su Xiayan smiled, "En." Then he asked, "Qingfeng, did you save me?" Her voice was a little hoarse because of her illness.

Qingfeng nodded, indicating certainty.

Su Xiayan seemed to remember that in the end, she seemed to be hugging someone tightly and nestled in his arms, it turned out to be a breeze, and her cheeks were red and transparent in a moment.

Qingfeng, a man who has never been a woman before, naturally doesn't understand why Su Xiayan's face is red.

"Xia Yan, your face is very red, is it because you are unwell again?" Although it was a sound of concern, it still sounded as dead as zero.

was explained by Qingfeng, Su Xiayan was a little shy, and even more embarrassed, "It's okay, it may be the sun." He hurriedly changed the subject, "Qingfeng, you saved me, Wen Yu didn't punish you, right?" ”

She suddenly thought that she was still trying her best to calculate him before, but now he has become her savior, sometimes this fate! It's really amazing and ridiculous.

Qingfeng didn't answer directly, but just said, "Xia Yan rest assured, Qingfeng has always listened to his master's words." ”

"So, has Wen Yu been here?" She asked cautiously, she wanted to know and was afraid that it would be too cruel.

Qingfeng thought of Wen Yu's instructions, "No." ”

Su Xiayan didn't have much ups and downs, and she didn't expect Wen Yu to come.

All of this is just a fate that has been arranged for a long time, and everything is her own fault, but it is nothing more than to blame God for making people fall in love with someone, but that person has become her mother-killing enemy.

Su Xiayan noticed early in the morning that this was not her room, "Qingfeng, send me back." ”

When she got out of bed, she didn't think that her body was too weak, and she was about to fall to the ground when she took a step.

There was no imaginary pain, just falling into the arms of a person.

"Xia Yan, be careful." The breeze hugged her, and the touch of this body was stronger than yesterday.

Both of them froze, and a cold sarcastic voice came into their ears, "It seems that I came at the wrong time to disturb the two of you." ”

Qingfeng is good at hand-to-hand attacks, so he usually guards the Chu Mansion to protect the safety here. Cheng Yang is good at assassination and light skills, and he does everything outside.

So much so that Su Xiayan has been in contact with the breeze for a longer time, and Cheng Yang may not meet more than three times.

The secret guard beside Wen Yu came and went without a trace, and he was a good secret guard necessary for killing people and setting fire to his home.

Cheng Yang took out a whip, nearly two meters long, the surface of the whip was full of needles and nails, the people here saw this thing for the first time, and couldn't help but tremble, what is the taste after hitting it.

The soul and soul knew that the needles and nails were specially found from the Chu State, and they were attached to the whip one by one.

Although the surface of the needles is no different from ordinary nails, the cold released by these needles and nails is overwhelming, and the pain on the body is more than ten times that of ordinary ones.

Feeling a cold gaze, his face was like a few sliding blows from ice ballast, and the pain made people want to shed tears.

"Get on your knees." Wen Yu's words were still cold.

Su Xiayan knelt down when she heard the sound and gave Shaoqing who was now in the distance a comforting smile.

"Cheng, fight." He looked at Su Xiayan and didn't seem to care, it was very good, very kind.

Cheng Yang is a rough person, and he doesn't know how much strength he has in his hands, and he has been with Wen Yu for more than ten years, and he is not a material to pity the jade.

As soon as the whip fell, Su Xiayan's kneeling posture lowered, and a conspicuous blood stain appeared on his back.

"Ahh A very light voice, if it weren't for Wen Yu's recent great increase in strength and deep internal strength, he might not have been able to hear it.

Another whip went down, and the needles on the surface of the whip began to stain with blood, and the needles pierced the skin, which was too painful.

After several whips in a row, Su Xiayan's face became even paler, cold sweat continued to flow down, and his body continued to twitch.

"Miss, Miss!" Shaoqing couldn't help crying, the young lady has been clothed and fed since she was a child, and her ten fingers have not touched the spring water, and she has never suffered any grievances, let alone received such a whipping.

"Noisy."

Qingfeng naturally knew what Wen Yu meant when he said this, and the two people at the door pulled Shaoqing down.

Wen Yu's dark eyes stared directly at Su Xiayan, watching her lying on the ground, her white clothes had already turned into bloody clothes, and she was embarrassed.

He walked over and squatted down, "Su Xiayan, if you ask for mercy, I may let you go." ”

Su Xiayan raised her head and looked at the man's demonic face revealing more and more ruthlessness.

She smiled, a mocking smile, a disdainful smile, "The prince has said that it is possible, do I still have to belittle myself?" She was trembling and couldn't speak clearly, but Wen Yu also heard a rough idea.

"Cheng Hong, keep fighting!" Unrelenting, even more vicious tone.

Qingfeng's hand clenched into a fist, "Lord Wang, let Miss Su go, it should be me, and I will bear it next." ”

He whispered in Chu Li's ear that no matter what the reason was, he couldn't let a woman be punished here for him.

"Qingfeng, pay attention to your identity, your mind has been a little biased lately." His domineering can be seen by anyone.

After a few more blows, Su Xia Yan felt that the surface of the wound was hot and painful, but the body seemed to be as cold as ice that had been frozen for several years and could not be melted.

The two very different feelings, Su Xiayan became more and more uncomfortable.

Looking at Su Xiayan who had fainted, Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he should be safe now.

"Someone, get salt water."

Cheng Yang held the basin of salt water, but he couldn't get it down for a long time, even if he didn't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but Miss Su's body really couldn't hold it.

Wen Yu took the salt water and poured it on Su Xiayan's already wounded body without a trace of hesitation.

The anger in his actions is not visible to the people around him.

"Ahh With a terrible shout, even the breeze shook, and Su Xiayan felt that his body was now being gnawed and corroded by all kinds of ants.

The blood from her wounds kept fainting and reflecting on the floor, and she looked even more shocking now.

Su Xiayan's small holes pierced by the needles on the whip were soaked with salt water, and she couldn't stop twitching and rolling on the ground, it hurt too much, it hurt to the heart.

"Su Xiayan, you owe me, I will definitely ask you to repay it a thousand times over! Do you think I'm going to pity you that way? No, you're wrong, my purpose is to torture you, I want you to suffer a thousand times more than I do! His words became more intimidating because of his anger, and he looked down like a high emperor looking down on an ant making a final struggle.

Su Xiayan didn't know what he was talking about, and vaguely heard what pain, what a thousand times to repay.

Su Xiayan may never forget that feeling in this life, it is a double feeling of heartache and physical superposition, and the pain is breathless.

In the end, it was Qingfeng who brought Su Xiayan back and brought it to her yard, the early morning courtyard.

This courtyard was very deserted, only Shaoqing, a maid, was originally a ruin, and Wen Yu sent someone to scribble the piles away.

But now the outside of the house has been planted with flowers and plants, and it looks a little spring.

When Shaoqing saw Su Xiayan, she only knew that she was whimpering, and no tears fell, what did her young lady go through.

When Qingfeng hugged her, she was very careful, afraid that one of her actions would make Su Xiayan hurt again.

The woman's face was stained with blood and salt water, and her hair was stained on her originally delicate face, which looked like a ghost.

The doctor was called by Cheng Yang, the doctor of the Wen Mansion, and he didn't ask the son for instructions, he only knew that the most important thing was to save the life of this young lady.

No matter how many patients the doctor has seen, Su Xiayan is the one who can't bear to look at directly, and it is so miserable that people dare not look at it.

But after a while, Wen Yu also came over, "How is she?" "Calm and powerful, without a trace of regret or trembling.

"Back to Gongzi, the true situation of this young lady can only be checked by taking off her clothes." The doctor replied, "If you don't give this young lady medicine right away, this young lady's life may be gone." ”

Looking at the doctor's determined tone, Wen Yu glanced at him, Qingfeng and Chengyang, and Shaoqing, who was already crying without tears.

"You say outside, I'll do the rest." Wen Yu didn't wait for anyone else to say anything, and then closed the curtain.

Her room was so simple that Wen Yu didn't know what to say, and even the curtain was transparent.

"Carry it back." No matter how much he hates this woman but doesn't know why, deep down in his heart he has this different feeling for her, since he saw her for the first time, he has a feeling of parting for a long time, and his thoughts are springing up, he doesn't know why, he hates her, it stands to reason that he should find someone to insult her in every way, just like when she found someone to treat herself, but he just can't do it to watch others insult her, so he will never allow others to look at her.

"Now cut all her clothes open, and remember to be careful and try not to touch the wounds." The doctor began.

Hearing this, Wen Yu began to pick up the scissors.

Her back was all wet with blood, and her hair was also covered with blood, he brushed Su Xiayan's hair aside, afraid that it would get on the wound later, so he started cutting it from one end.

From time to time, the scissors would touch Su Xiayan's wound, and she would "hiss", and Wen Yu would also slow down her movements.

Untie Su Xiayan's clothes at the end.