The person in front of him who looked very concerned about him, in fact, he didn't know whose lackey it was, how many times he betrayed Feng Qingyu, Feng Qingyu's death was inseparable from her, her eyes were indifferent, and she turned around and closed the door.

Feng Qingyu was cowardly and bullied before, no matter who could come up and step on her, but she could still be stupid and not care, but she was different, the person around her who would stab her in the back at any time naturally couldn't continue to stay.

Closing the door, Feng Qingyu removed the clothes on his body layer by layer, because the blood clotted for a long time, and some of the wounds were stuck with the clothes, and Feng Qingyu was already in a cold sweat after taking off his clothes.

Sitting on the dilapidated wooden bed, Feng Qingyu leaned over and took out the box hidden under the bed, there were some ointments in it, these ointments actually didn't have much effect, but it was better than nothing, Feng Qingyu had never dared to use these ointments before, and they were all carefully put away.

It was not these ointments that saved Feng Qingyu's life, but Feng Qingyu's unknown physique, because her physique has the ability to heal itself, but because of the relationship between cultivation, this self-healing ability still comes relatively slowly.

"Miss, you are injured, the old slave has prepared some hot water here for you to wipe the wounds." Just as Feng Qingyu was leaning sideways and applying medicine to the wound behind her with some difficulty, at this time the door was knocked again, she frowned, a little impatient and didn't want to deal with the people outside.

Because Feng Qingyu didn't speak, the other party was waiting patiently outside, Feng Qingyu frowned.

"No need." She spoke in an indifferent tone.

Mother Liu stood outside the door and became more and more confused, the young lady was still more dependent on her before, but why did she feel like a different person after she came back today, a touch of disdain flashed in her eyes, but the words she said were full of care.

"Miss, the old slave sees that your wound is in the back, and you will be involved in taking medicine yourself, does the old slave have anything to worry about after serving you for so long?"

Feng Qingyu became more and more impatient, took a clean dress and draped it on her body, walked to the door and opened the door suddenly, looking at Liu's mother who was standing outside the door and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, she smiled slightly, very delicate.

"Mother Liu, you are an old man who married my mother to the house since my mother was there."

Mother Liu was a little surprised, as if she didn't understand why the young lady suddenly said this, but then she thought about it, and didn't feel anything unusual, and then opened her mouth to respond.

"I'm getting older, but Miss still remembers this."

Feng Qingyu smiled slightly and didn't speak, but turned around and walked into the house, out of the way, seeing that Mother Liu also walked into the house, she didn't want to make Mother Liu wary now, it was still useful for this person to stay.

Lying on the bed and exposing the wounds on his body, Feng Qingyu said as if he had no intention of mentioning it.

"Mother Liu, when did you start following your mother?" She spoke casually to her relatives like an ignorant girl.

Hearing this, Mother Liu's original doubts naturally dissipated, and she felt that this was still the young lady she could handle at will, so she smiled lightly and said in an old voice.

"The old slave was saved by his wife at that time, and if it weren't for his wife, the old slave wouldn't be where he is today."

"Yes...... Feng Qingyu smiled lightly, "Mother Liu has suffered with me all these years." ”