Seeing that the crazy horse was not enough to fall on himself, he actually pounced on him again, Su Qingyun didn't have time to dodge, and a touch of despair flashed in his eyes.

Who knew that the pain in the accident did not hit, and a body with a slight scent of soaphorn rushed to him, and there was a muffled snort in his ears.

As soon as Su Qingyun opened her eyes, her eldest brother Fu Liye was protecting her in front of her, and she was like a weak young bird being tightly protected by him.

The frantic red horse trampled desperately, once and twice, and blood was dripping.

"Don't be afraid."

Fu Liye's back was dripping with blood, but he still protected Su Qingyun under him.

In her previous life, Su Qingyun's parents were dead, without relatives and for no reason, no one had ever loved her like this, and being protected by Fu Liye in her arms at this moment made her feel an unspeakable emotion.

Su Qingyun's eyes instantly turned red, and she roared out heartbreakingly: "Big brother! ”

Fu Tingan was also completely stunned, rushed in front of Fu Liye, pushed Su Qingyun away, and shouted "Big Brother" tremblingly, but no matter how he called, Fu Liye didn't react at all, he was covered in blood!

The subordinates who came in a hurry hurriedly sent Fu Liye back to the Hou Mansion, and Su Qingyun was tied up and went back.

……

It's night, the sky is long and the night is without any starlight, the waning moon is like a hook, and the Wenguo Mansion is brightly lit.

The ever-bright lamp hung high, especially the night was slightly hazy, and several waves of doctors came in and out of the house many times, helplessly hanging their heads and gathering into a group.

Wen Guogong leaned behind his back, his expression was solemn and gloomy.

"Old man, I'm afraid it won't work, the little grandfather's leg is ......" The leading doctor is the head of the Tai Hospital who asks the royal nobles for their pulse, and now he has no way.

"Straight to the point!" The old man of the Wenguo Mansion is also a hero in the world, and now he suddenly feels that his feet are weak.

The doctor twisted his beard and sighed in a slower tone: "The little grandfather was trampled by a fierce horse, and the big Wanliang horse can withstand a hundred strengths, and it is not easy to save his life." The old man just walked the pulse, and the five internal organs and six internal organs and qi veins were all chaotic, and this alone required some effort to recuperate. As long as you are careful and careful, for twenty or thirty years, the little grandfather can still stand. ”

Mrs. Fu was like a puppet, her body suddenly slipped and sat on the ground, and there was no sound in front of her.

"Son, my son." The little grandfather Fu Liye is the most outstanding child in the Wenguo Mansion. He practiced martial arts at the age of eight. At the age of fourteen, he won the title of martial champion of today's saint.

The emperor is prominent, and the Fu family has won a hundred years of glory.

Fu Liye is a self-disciplined person, his children are not contaminated by half a point, and he will be planted on the frontier at the age of twenty, walking like the wind and barbaric many tribes are worshiped as gods.

Now, for the sake of such a woman, he is about to ruin his Fu family's greatest hope.

"I said it a long time ago, this is a harmful spirit, our Wenguo Mansion can't stay." Mrs. Fu's eyes were red, and she struggled to run towards the ancestral hall.

Before the person arrived, the sound came first.

"Su Qingyun, you give my son's life back!"

Mrs. Fu rushed over with a brisk stride, scooped up Su Qingyun's long hair, and pushed it to the corner of the table.

Su Qingyun didn't struggle.

Until now, her mood has not been calm for a long time.

When she was in the medicine house just now, she almost thought she was going to die again when she saw the red horse rushing over from control and madness, but Fu Liye appeared and used her body to resist those fatal tramplings for her.

If there was no Fu Liye, she would only be afraid of ......

"Stop!"

Just when Su Qingyun's head was about to hit the corner of the table, a hearty scolding sounded outside the door.

The crutches of Wanshou Pan peach golden silk wood buckled three times, Su Qingyun raised her head and faced the old lady, with mixed feelings in her heart, this is the person who raised the original owner since childhood, and she loves the original owner very much, but her most favored and proud grandson is uncertain about life and death in order to save her.

"Stop?"

A twisted anger flashed in Mrs. Fu's eyes, and she cried loudly: "Mother, do you know that it was for this mourning star that Li Ye's leg was broken, and the imperial doctor said that I am afraid that I will never be able to stand up again." ”

"Yes!"

The old lady hid the regret in her eyes, stared at Su Qingyun for a long time, and said, "Girl, since you staggered into my Wenguo Mansion at the age of five, I have treated you as my own granddaughter. Your father saved my son's life, and now my grandson has saved yours, and that's it. Your fate with our Fu Mansion is over. ”

The old lady has a complicated heart, Fu Liye is his most proud child, and Su Qingyun is not holding it in the palm of his hand and watching it raised.

"Old lady......"

The tears in the corners of Su Qingyun's eyes rolled a few times and she endured it without falling, her original body had been raised under the old lady's knees, and she had a deep relationship with the old lady, and now the hope of the Wenguo Mansion was declining because of herself, and a huge sense of guilt filled every cell of Su Qingyun.

"Let's go! The debts owed by the Fu family, the child in Liye can be regarded as clean, I don't blame you. The old lady finally relented, gritted his teeth and said this cruel sentence.

The grandmother behind the old lady walked up, took out a stack of silver tickets, and handed it to Su Qingyun.

"Mother!"