After eating, the situation in Fengbei seemed to be more serious, Mingshu frowned slightly, did not take him out, and directly asked for a room.

She went out to find a doctor.

On a snowy day, many medical centers were closed, and Mingshu finally found a medical center and paid a high price to ask a doctor to visit him.

Feng Bei was infected with a cold, which was quite serious, and after reading it, Feng Bei had fallen into a coma.

Mingshu asked the store to cook the medicine, and after boiling it, he went up and asked Fengbei to drink the medicine.

Feng Bei smelled the smell of medicine and looked unhappy.

"Don't drink it."

Unexpectedly, when Feng Bei was sick, his temper was quite strong, and Mingshu fed him several times but didn't feed him.

Mouth feeding?

Thinking too much, Mingshu directly poured violence into it, although it sprinkled a lot.

She tossed and turned to change his clothes, and after changing Mingshu, she was tired and sweating.

Feng Bei kept chilling, and Mingshu really had no choice but to lie in and hug him.

-

Feng Bei is sick, naïve and difficult, and has a big temper.

"Mu Ling, I want to eat."

"Mu Ling, I want to drink water."

"Mu Ling, I'm cold ......"

"Mu Ling ......"

"What for!" Mingshu looked at him angrily.

"I'm a patient, you're so fierce." Feng Bei charged, "Have you treated patients like this? ”

Mingshu threw the bowl in his hand, walked straight towards him, stretched out his hand and pressed his chest, "Fengbei, I warn you, I will throw you here and there because I am sick." ”

She slowly let go of her hand, her fingertips touched his face, and her smile was bright and bright, "You should know, I can do what I say." ”

Seal the north and snort.

Lao Tzu is definitely not afraid, Lao Tzu is letting you!

Mingshu ripped off the quilt, turned around and continued to pour the medicine from the bowl, holding the medicine and letting him drink it directly.

"Everyone else is fed when they are sick." Feng Bei looked at the black medicine and didn't want to drink it.

"That's a hole in the brain, it's medicine, not sugar. Is it uncomfortable to drink in one sip, or is it uncomfortable to drink spoonful after spoonful? Mingshu was scared.

Feng Bei: "......" makes sense, and he has no words to refute it.

So why do those people who are sick have to be fed spoon-by-spoon.

Could it be that the power of love can sweeten medicine?

It turns out that it can't, only bitter.

When Fengbei recovered, the heavy snow outside had stopped, and the whole city was covered with snow.

Feng Bei stood in front of the window, looking at the children frolicking below.

"Bang!"

The window was shut, and a cold wind blew down his cheeks.

"You're here to toss me on purpose, aren't you?" Mingshu's voice sounded from behind, and the smile was mixed with a bit of hideousness.

Feng Bei turned around calmly, "I'm already fine......"

"Then you go out! There's Snow White waiting for you outside! ”

Snow White?

She...... Nonsense, right?

Feng Bei tried to see something from Mingshu's face, but there was nothing strange, it happened to be snowing outside, it should just be her casual remark......

He tried to explain, "Just blow for a while, I'm not that squeamish." ”

Mingshu swept the things off the table and replaced them with the snacks she had brought back.

Feng Bei's sharp eyes found that there was blood on her sleeve, and he walked over in a few steps, "Where did the blood come from?" Did you get into a fight with someone? ”

Mingshu glanced at his sleeve absently, "Kill the pig." ”

Killing pigs? When Lao Tzu is a three-year-old child, it is so easy to deceive?

However, Mingshu didn't want to tell him that no matter how Ren Fengbei jumped, he didn't say a word.

-

At night, Lancheng was extremely quiet, only a few lights were on, and a figure shuttled through Lancheng, and she jumped into a house very quickly.

"Miss Nie, you're here."

There were people waiting in the courtyard, and when they saw someone coming, they called out respectfully.

"Any news lately?"

"Traces of Mu Ling were found in Lan City."

Hatred burst out in Nie Shuang's eyes, "Act according to the plan, this time I will make her never go back." ”

"Miss Nie, don't forget your master's orders."

Nie Shuangxu thought of the master in that person's mouth, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, "I know." ”

The man nodded, "Then let's go and prepare, does Miss Nie need to rest here?" ”

Nie Shuang turned to leave, "No need, just do it when you're ready." ”

Nie Shuang walked on the deserted street, stepping on the soft snow, she was in a trance, the people in Half Moon Mountain Villa were all dead, Nie Bin was also dead, and she was saved by a man.

The man told her that if she wanted revenge, she had to listen to him.

Nie Shuang felt fear from that man, it was a kind of fear of the weak against the strong. She was afraid of the man, the fear that emanated from the depths of her heart.

Just like when she faced Mingju, that unspeakable fear enveloped her from head to toe.

Nie Shuang walked slowly, thinking about what she should do next, she didn't look ahead, and when she turned the corner, she bumped into someone.

"Miss Nie!" A voice of surprise rang out.

Nie Shuang raised his head in slight surprise, "Yue Shaoxia." ”

"Miss Nie, I haven't seen you for a long time." Yue Qian couldn't say surprise, "You...... How have you been? ”

Nie Shuang forced a smile and didn't answer his question.

Yue Qian may also know that what he asked is not the right time, the matter of Half Moon Mountain Villa should be a big blow to her, he asked, isn't this revealing other people's wounds?

Yue Qian was embarrassed for a moment, and said slowly: "Miss Nie is so late, what are you doing here?" ”

Nie Shuang's face was sad, "I can't sleep, come out for a walk." ”

Yue Qian scolded himself again in his heart for what he had just asked, "That, I don't have anything to do, why don't I go with you?" ”

Nie Shuang hesitated and nodded slowly.

The two walked slowly along the street, Yue Qian tried to find a topic, but Nie Shuang always hung his head and didn't speak, and Yue Qian gradually had nothing to say.

In the end, Yue Qian sent Nie Shuang back to where she lived, and the two said goodbye, Yue Qian watched Nie Shuang go in, sighing in his heart, his eyes were full of pity.

-

"Girl, someone asked me to give it to you." The shopkeeper handed a letter to Mingshu.

Feng Bei stood next to her, his eyes fell on the envelope, and the words love letter were inexplicably conspicuous.

Love letter!!

She actually received love letters!!

Feng Bei snorted coldly, "Someone else wrote you a love letter?" ”

"Why not, I'm such a good-looking girl." Mingshu is very narcissistic.

Feng Bei wanted to roll her eyes, if narcissism broke the law, she must be sentenced to death, ten years.

He probed his brain and tried to read what the letter said, but Mingshu blocked it very tightly, and he couldn't read a word.

Feng Bei was a little depressed, and said in a not very good tone: "You really received the invitation?" ”

Mingshu hooked his lips and smiled, "What does it have to do with you whether I received a love letter or not?" ”

Feng Bei held back his anger and put on an aggrieved look, "You accept love letters in front of your man, can you still be a scumbag?" ”

Haven't you heard that? There is a father, there must be a daughter, if you feel that you can't bear it, you can go, and I didn't stop you. ”

Fengbei gritted his teeth and go? Lao Tzu won't leave!

It's hard to get here, and it's not in vain before you go.

Isn't it just a love letter? It's not that I can't write!

The letter is naturally not a love letter, it is just a message from the pill sect members, and that group of people can probably do it even if they write love letters.