"Because if you obey me, then the lives of the people in this sleeve red village will be in danger, you are so kind, you should be reluctant to let so many people die for you, right?" Jiang Mingche said unhurriedly.

His voice was gentle, with a smile on his face and affection in his eyes, but what he said was extremely cold.

"You threaten me with the people in the red village? You think I'm going to succumb? ”

"My people have surrounded the entire cottage, as long as I give an order, they will rush in, you know, the people of Sanssouci Gate are murderous without blinking, these female bandits in the sleeve red village are not opponents at all, an hour, just an hour, they will completely disappear from this world."

"You ......"

Feng Qingyan couldn't believe that Jiang Mingche actually repeated her old tricks, and she was once again at a loss.

Jiang Mingche held her hand that was trembling with anger, and said softly: "Frivolous, don't hate me, I did this because I was too affectionate for you and couldn't extricate myself, as long as you stay by my side from now on, even if you want stars in the sky, I can pick them for you." ”

"I'm not unusual!" Feng Qing shook off his hand angrily, "Why can't you just let me go?" Everyone has their own way, old and dead don't get along, isn't it good to keep the original good memories? Why do I have to deepen my hatred for you? ”

"Jiang Mingche, this is really boring, very boring! I'm begging you, don't waste any more effort, okay? ”

"Not good." Jiang Mingche's answer was very firm, "If I don't have you by my side in this life, then my life is meaningless." ”

In the past, when I was in film and television dramas, I always felt extremely moved when I heard similar words coming out of the protagonist's mouth.

But now Feng Qingmad has become a person in the words, but he can only helplessly hold his forehead, it turns out that no matter how affectionate and touching the words are, sometimes they are not beautiful.

It seems that this time, she really can't escape again.

"I promise to go with you, but I have to say goodbye to the people here, and I'll ...... tomorrow morning."

"Don't wait for tomorrow, you can go with me now, as for saying goodbye, you just need to write a letter and stay."

Jiang Mingche knew that Feng Qing was eccentric and had a lot of ghost ideas, so he was afraid that she would find some way to escape, so he simply didn't give her a chance at all.

Feng Qingyan was furious, "What do you mean by this?" You want to take me for your prisoner? Or a pet? Tethered to your side all day? ”

"It's not a prisoner, it's not a pet, it's a partner, maybe a wife......" Jiang Mingche said slowly, his voice extremely soft.

Feng Qingfang found that at the beginning of this meeting, this person's speech became this tone - explicit, isn't Jiang Mingche a reserved and introverted person? Why is it that as soon as you open your mouth today, you are in love, but your head is squeezed by the door?

Forget it, just write a letter, anyway, when she saw Lin Yunshu and them, she didn't know how to explain it.

So Feng took a pen and paper, wrote a book, and put it on top of the makeup, the general content of the letter was that she suddenly missed her hometown and family, and she couldn't sleep all night, so she decided to go back and see, and set off overnight, too late to say goodbye to everyone, I hope not to worry about Yunyun.

In addition to the sleeve red village, Feng Qingfang followed Jiang Mingche and his subordinates all the way down the mountain, and when the sky was bright, he arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Jiang Mingche arranged a carriage at the bottom of the mountain, and there was food and water in it, which was specially prepared for Feng Qingyan, which was also very intimate.

After walking for a few hours, Feng Qingyan was indeed tired and thirsty, and after entering the carriage, he sat down, drank two sips of hot tea, and closed his eyes to rest.

Jiang Mingche didn't disturb him, just let his subordinates drive the carriage, and he sat silently on the side to accompany him.

Because he was forced to follow, Feng Qingfang was angry, even if he was very tired, he couldn't sleep at all, and after resting for a while, he opened his eyes.

She sat up straight, turned her head and glanced out the window, only to see that under the faint sunlight, the mountains and fields were covered in snow, and the sky was vast.

"Hungry, huh? Eat something. Jiang Mingche handed over a cake.

Feng Qingfang didn't want to pay attention to him, but his stomach was not angry, he screamed, angry is angry, people don't need to embarrass themselves, let alone their stomachs.

So she glanced at him, took the bread, and nibbled on it in small bites.

"Where are you taking me? Isn't it time to go back to Maple Grove Villa? ”

Jiang Mingche raised his eyebrows: "What, don't you like it there?" ”

Where you are, my wife doesn't like anywhere!

Feng Qingfang scolded secretly, and then replied: "I don't like people there, I was almost killed by your mother last time, and I escaped by holding your sister hostage, if I go again this time, won't I fall into the net?" ”

"The ins and outs of that incident, I heard it from Lou Yue, it was indeed my mother who did something wrong, and I apologize to you on her behalf." Jiang Mingche said sincerely.

"You don't have to!" Feng waved his hand frantically, pouted and said: "I am not a person with you all the way, she doesn't like me, and I don't like her, it's normal, no matter when we meet, conflicts and contradictions are inevitable, and we can never get along." ”

When she said this, she was actually alluding to the fact that she and Jiang Mingche were destined to have different paths.

But Jiang Mingche didn't know whether he didn't understand it, or pretended not to understand, so he automatically ignored this sentence.

"If you don't go to Fenglin Villa, it's another stronghold to go to Sanssoucian, and it's also in Wuzhou, it's the middle of winter, and the climate in Wuzhou is warmer, you will definitely like it."

Feng Qing snorted wildly: "Then you are wrong, I like winter." ”

"Okay, let's go to Glycoside?"

Glycoside is in the northernmost part of Dayan, and it is in the cold almost all year round, Feng Qingfang is actually very afraid of the cold, and it is enough to spend the winter in the south, how can he be willing to go there to toss?

"Forget it, if you go to Wuzhou, let's go to Wuzhou, so you won't have to trouble you."

Jiang Mingche smiled lightly, and his mood was exceptionally good.

Along the way, Feng Qingfang was thinking about escaping all the time.

But it's a pity that Jiang Mingche is a very alert person, whenever she makes a move, he can always detect it in time and cut off her thoughts of running away.

Even if she rested at night, Jiang Mingche would send several of his men to guard the door of her room, which was called to protect her, but in fact to prevent her from escaping.

Feng Qingfang had no choice but to use his brain to find another way.

This morning, not long after the sun rose, Jiang Mingche came out of the guest room and knocked on the door next door, ready to ask Feng Qingfang to go to breakfast together.

Usually, Feng Qingfang had already gotten up at this time, and there would be a response as soon as the door rang, but today Jiang Mingche knocked for a while, and there was no response inside.

He couldn't help but be a little worried, and hurriedly shouted: "Frivolous, frivolous? Are you awake? ”

Still no response.

Jiang Mingche's first reaction was that Feng ran away lightly, so he scolded his subordinates at the door and asked, "What's the matter?" How do you guard it? ”

"Young master, a few of my subordinates stayed here all night, and they didn't leave half a step, Miss Feng must still be inside."

Jiang Mingche hurriedly pushed the door in, and unexpectedly, Feng Qingyan was indeed still there, and he was lying on the bed and falling asleep.

As if she woke up after hearing the movement, she opened her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I, I'm a little unwell, cough cough cough...... It may be that I have caught a cold these days. ”

"Sick?" Jiang Mingche's heart that he had just put down instantly hung up again, and he hurriedly paced to the side of the bed to check on Feng Qing's condition.

I saw that her face was flushed, her eyes were blank, her eyes were still very bloodshot, and she reached out and touched her forehead, which was terrifyingly hot.

"It's a fever! I immediately called someone to call for a doctor! ”

Jiang Mingche hurriedly went out, and soon returned, asking with a distressed face, "Is it uncomfortable?" It's all my fault, I just cared about the journey, I couldn't take into account your body, I didn't even know if you were sick, I'm sorry, I've already sent someone to find the doctor, you can bear with it anymore, just wait for the doctor to prescribe medicine and drink it. ”

"I ...... It's not a big deal, it's just that my throat is very uncomfortable, and my body is cold for a while and hot for a while. Feng said lightly, shuddering.

"You don't have to blame yourself, it's me who didn't pay attention to keeping warm, it's just that my current situation really can't continue on the road, it seems that I have to delay here for a few more days, it won't delay you, right?"

"Of course, you have to wait until you are well before you go, you can recuperate, I have nothing else to do, don't be afraid of delay, don't worry."

Jiang Mingche is now full of attention to Feng Qing's condition, where can he take care of other things?

"That's good, ahem...... Feng Qing covered his mouth and coughed twice, "Can you pour me a glass of water?" Very thirsty. ”

"Okay."

Jiang Mingche immediately went to the table and poured warm tea, helped Feng Qingfang to sit up, and fed her personally.

"Or?"

"No thanks." Feng shook his head lightly and lay back down, perhaps because of his illness, the whole person suddenly became docile, which made Jiang Mingche a little uncomfortable.

"If only I could keep being as good as I am now."

Feng paused slightly, lowered his eyes and did not speak.

"Let's sleep for a while, the doctor will be here soon." Jiang Mingche stroked the hair on her sideburns and whispered softly.

The two of them didn't say anything more, and the room fell silent, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

After about another cup of tea, his subordinates brought a doctor.

After diagnosing the pulse, the doctor concluded that Feng Qingmad was suffering from a fever caused by cold, and as long as he drank a few doses of medicine and recuperated for two days, he would be fine.

After taking the prescription, Jiang Mingche immediately asked people to grab the medicine again, and he continued to accompany Feng Qingyan until the kitchen boiled the medicine and sent it over, he took the bowl again and fed her personally.

Feng took a small sip of it, his two eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and he waved his hand and said, "It's too bitter, it's so unpleasant, don't want it." ”

"The medicine is bitter, endure it, you can only get better after drinking your illness, come and ......" Jiang Mingche persuaded softly, and very patiently scooped up another spoonful of medicine and sent it to Feng Qingfang's mouth.

"I don't want it!" Feng lightly twisted his head away and covered his mouth, completely like a child.