"If you want to help, you can just say, why do you look like someone else is begging to help you?" Feng Xiying crossed Erlang's legs to look at him.

The young man's face was tangled, and he whispered, "Please help me." ”

"Huh? Say what? I didn't hear it," Feng Xiying asked loudly with his head to the side, clasping his hand to his ear.

"Please help me!" The boy closed his eyes and spoke out loud.

"That's pretty much it." Feng Xiying smiled and took a sip of wine and beckoned to the young man.

The young man walked over and stood on the side, Feng Xiying motioned for him to sit down, and he reluctantly sat down.

"Shouldn't you report yourself?" Feng Xiying looked at him playfully.

"Lan Qi." The young man cherishes words like gold.

"The blue flag? It's a random name. Feng Xiying smiled.

"It's Qi of Qi Lian." The teenager corrected it very seriously.

"Lan Qi, well, it's a very good name, you're not from Meng Xiguo, right?" Feng Xiying asked again.

"I'm not a person of this inferior nation, I'm a noble Santuo people." Lan Qi felt an inexplicable sense of pride when he talked about his hometown, and even raised his head.

"Santo?" Feng Xiying carefully recalled the clues about this country in her mind, but she still didn't think of it.

"It's the great nomad, Santo." Lan Qi's nose was about to be cocked.

Speaking of this, Feng Xiying seems to have a little impression, Meng Xi is in the east, and to the north is Ina, and there are many small and almost negligible countries at the junction of the two countries, and Sangtuo should be one of them.

"Since you are so great, how could you be severely beaten on the streets of Meng Xiguo's capital and sold to Mrs. Liu?" Feng Xiying asked curiously.

Lan Qi said this, there was obvious anger and shame on his face, and he didn't answer Feng Xiying.

"If you don't tell me, it's hard for me to help you, how do you know if you are a Jiangyang thief and murderer who escaped here?" Feng Xiying frowned, looking embarrassed.

Lan Qi closed his eyes and pondered for a while before he made up his mind to speak: "Abducted." ”

"How?" Feng Xiying smiled and gossiped.

"Two pounds of beef." Lan Qi explained clearly with an open look.

Feng Xiying laughed when she heard this, and saw that Lan Qi's face was even more angry, and then she couldn't hold back her laughter: "You said that this trafficker is not evil!" ”

Lan Qi saw Feng Xiying holding back a smile and trembling, turned his head and snorted and stopped talking.

Feng Xiying saw that he was really angry and stopped teasing him, "What about your family?" ”

There was a hint of loneliness on Lan Qi's face, "It's lost." ”

Feng Xiying sighed with some emotion when she heard it, and she was also a pitiful person.

"That's it, you stay with me for this time, and when the wind passes, I'll find a way to send you away." Feng Xiying seriously put forward her own suggestions.

The young man stared at Feng Xiying for a long time, then stood up and saluted her, which was regarded as a sign of gratitude.

It doesn't sound good for a lonely man and a widow to be in the same room, but Feng Xiying just treats Lan Qi as a little brother, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Lan Qi had this awareness, and when he slept at night, he was wrapped in a thin quilt and lay at the door.

Feng Xiying was not polite to him, and fell asleep on the bed.

When he got up the next day, Lan Qi was still lying at the door.

Feng Xiying didn't move after washing, Feng Xiying stepped forward to call him, but found that his face was flushed, and when he reached out, he actually started a high fever.

Feng Xiying struggled to help him onto the bed, "Why didn't you say it earlier if you were uncomfortable?" ”

Lan Qi's breathing was different and shallow, but he just squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Xiying.

"I'll get you a doctor." Feng Xiying helped him cover the quilt and turned around to go out.

Lan Qi tugged at the corner of her clothes, muttering something in her mouth, Feng Xiying lowered her ears to hear clearly, and he said, "I will be arrested." ”

Feng Xiying felt pity in her heart when she looked at him like this, Meng Xiguo's experience made him a frightened bird.

"I see, then I'll help you get the medicine." Feng Xiying finished speaking and went out.

After grabbing the medicine for a while, Feng Xiying asked Xiao Er to boil the medicine first, and then went upstairs.

Lan Qi seemed to be very uncomfortable, his brows were furrowed tightly, Feng Xiying reached out and probed his forehead, it was still very hot.

The clothes on his body were already soaked, and sticking to Lan Qi's body made him even more uncomfortable.

Feng Xiying took out his men's clothes from the cabinet, thinking about helping him change into a clean one first.

Although Lan Qi could feel that Feng Xiying was taking off his clothes, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand now, and he could only be at the mercy of Feng Xiying.

After taking off Lan Qi's shirt, Feng Xiying found that he was bruised and purple, as well as the whip marks left a few days ago, although there were traces of treatment, but now he was still red and swollen.

Feng Xiying felt distressed when she looked at it, and couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for Lan Qi.

After changing into clean clothes, Xiao Er also brought the medicine.

Feng Xiying helped Lan Qi lean on the soft pillow at the head of the bed, and patiently blew the medicine cold and fed him one bite at a time.

Lan Qi squinted at Feng Xiying, and obediently drank the medicine according to her movements.

Feng Xiying helped him to lie down and advised, "You sleep for a while, I'll go out and come back soon." ”

Lan Qi nodded, looking at Feng Xiying's departing figure, his eyes gradually blurred.

In the confusion, Lan Qi could feel a faint cooling sensation in the wounds on his body.

During this period, he was called up and took medicine twice, and Lan Qi has been asleep.

Feng Xiying finished feeding the medicine at night, reached out and probed Lan Qi's forehead, and the high fever finally subsided.

She carefully folded the quilt for Lan Qi, took a hot bath, and asked Xiao Er for an extra layer of mattress before making it next to the bed and falling asleep.

After a tiring day, Feng Xiying quickly fell asleep.

Lan Qi woke up in the middle of the night, slept for a day and a night, and now feels much better.

He looked around, but he didn't see Feng Xiying, so he hurriedly wanted to get out of bed to look for it.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a lump of things lying on the ground.

Lan Qi squinted his eyes and tried to adjust to the darkness, and it took a while to see that it was Feng Xiying.

At this moment, Feng Xiying slept very sweetly, breathing evenly and steadily.

Lan Qi lay on the side of the bed, quietly looking at Feng Xiying on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is the first time Lan Qi feels happy when he comes to Meng Xiguo.

Lan Qi lay on the edge of the bed like this, watching her slowly fall asleep again.

After about an hour, Feng Xiying felt thirsty and opened her eyes to find water to drink.

I swept around in a daze, and saw half a head hanging from the side of the bed, and I was so frightened that I almost died.

Lan Qi was startled by the scream, sat up quickly, and hurriedly said, "What's going on!" ”

Feng Xiying gasped, patted her chest, and said angrily: "I said little brother, can you sleep with some taste, poking half your head by the bed is to scare people to death, right?!" ”

Lan Qi was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean to. After a pause, he added, "I'm not a little brother either." ”

Feng Xiying got up from the ground, walked to the table, picked up the kettle, and drank it directly, before saying angrily: "If I am scared to death by you, I will not let you go." ”

Lan Qi sat on the bed, unable to answer for a while.

Feng Xiying finally suppressed her shock after drinking the water, and walked over and reached out to touch Lan Qi's forehead, "Well, the fever has subsided, there shouldn't be any big problem with resting again, go to sleep." ”

After speaking, he didn't care about Lan Qi anymore, and lay back on the ground and covered the quilt to make up for sleep.

Lan Qi watched Feng Xiying turn over and whispered on the bed, "Thank you." ”

Feng Xiying replied vaguely and went back to sleep.

Lan Qi reached out and touched his forehead, looking at Feng Xiying on the ground, his face softened a little.