Fu Tingyun is very smart, he sees things very sharply, and he has guessed everything in the City God Temple, but this does not mean that Zhao Ling will change his mind and tell her what he thinks in his heart.

Since she was determined to make things clear, he just gave her an explanation, so as not to keep her chattering and questioning.

Zhao Ling thought about it and sat up with difficulty.

He is still very weak now, and he has to be helped to get up and get out of bed. It stands to reason that Fu Tingyun should help him, but Fu Tingyun thought that she regarded him as the most trusted person, as long as he decided, she would not hesitate to do it, but he treated her as if she was a passerby, and she always concealed something, so she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and decided to let him taste the taste of being treated as a passerby her.

Seeing him sit up, she pretended not to see it, got up and went to find a fan.

On a hot day, she didn't want to wronged herself, why wasn't she cooler when she could be cool.

Turning around and sitting down, he found that Zhao Ling was pale and sweaty.

I don't know why, but when I saw him leaning against the bare bed frame, I thought of his bony body...... She felt a little weak in her heart.

It should hurt like this!

Besides, he is still sick.

Involuntarily stood up and took the burden that had been left behind him before: "Move!" Her voice was low, her tone was a little cold, and her tone was a little stiff.

Zhao Ling couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her apricot eyes were lowered, and her head rope made of moon-white coarse cloth was tied with jet-black green silk tightly behind her head, revealing her white and delicate neck like early snow and a fine red scratch hidden in the collar at the back of her neck, like a crack in white porcelain, which destroyed the overall beauty. It makes people feel a sense of pity when they see it.

He suddenly realized that it was the mark she had left when she scratched the prickly heat on her back.

And his heart sank for no reason.

Thinking of this way of eating and sleeping, she never complained; Thinking that she took good care of him, he never cared about his reputation...... When it comes to the lips, I can't say it anyway.

Fu Tingyun didn't know anything about it.

She sat down on the bedside stool again, picked up the fan and fanned the wind, and then realized what she had done.

I can't help but regret it.

Seeing that Zhao Ling didn't speak, he simply didn't speak, so the two of them sat there relatively speechless, letting the hot wind blow on their bodies, sweating through their clothes.

Frightened shouts could be heard downstairs.

Fu Tingyun was shocked.

"It's Asen!" She got up and was about to go out: "I'll take a look!" ”

"You're back!" Zhao Ling grabbed her wrist.

Through his clothes, Fu Tingyun could still feel Zhao Ling's hands trembling, and looked back again. Zhao Ling's face was a little paler than just now, and beads of sweat the size of beans densely covered his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Tingyun didn't dare to struggle, "Is the wound hurting again?" ”

"There are Mo Yi, Chen Liu, and Xiao Wu downstairs." He didn't answer, but said to himself, "If something happens, they won't be able to solve it." If you go down, you will only die in vain. You're safer with me! ”

In the flint lightning, Fu Tingyun suddenly understood why she was so angry about Zhao Ling's concealment.

She stared into his eyes: "Of course I know, it's safest for me to stay by your side." It's best to pretend that you didn't hear anything, and hide under your bed if you don't see anything. If someone rushes in and kills you, they may be happy and carry your body and leave, not even bothering to see if there's anyone under the bed. I might be able to save my life because of this. Her red lips trembled, "But have you ever thought about my feelings?" Since there are Mo Yi downstairs, they are. Why did Assen still make such a frightened cry? She thought of the fear, panic, and dazedness when Zhao Ling fell on the dusty dirt road, and she thought of the fear, sadness, and sadness when she put the dagger around her neck in the City God Temple, and her voice couldn't help but lower, "In order to survive, you let me watch you have an accident like this, and watch you die in front of me like this...... I'd rather die, I'd rather die first! ”

Like a flower blooming in summer, the hotter the sun is, the more it blooms.

Fu Tingyun stood there straight, her eyes burning like flames, igniting her face. The sleeves in his hands seemed to be hot.

He laughed.

Slowly let go of her wrist.

"Go stand on the stairs and take a look," a smile spilled from under his eyes, brightening his brow. It's as soothing as the breeze and the moon, "If something is wrong." Hide under my bed—if someone rushes in and kills me, he'll be happy and carry my body and leave, not even bothering to see if there's anyone under the bed, and maybe you'll be able to save your life!" In the end, he was already teasing, where is there still the unfathomable profundity of the past, which made Fu Tingyun's eyes widen in surprise.

Downstairs, there was another rebuke from Asen, mixed with Chen Liu's angry shouting.

Fu Tingyun didn't have time to think about it, so he ran out of the door and grabbed the railing of the stairs to look down.

In the small shop, Asen was chasing a boy about his size all over the house.

Ah Sen's movements are agile, but the boy is more flexible than him, slippery like a loach, Ah Sen has touched the corners of his clothes several times and he dodged away, so angry that Ah Sen scolds from time to time.

Fu Tingyun put his mind at ease, and secretly felt strange, he didn't know what it was for, so he inadvertently took a look at the boy, only to find out that it was the leader of the group of boys who had begged them on the street before.

Mo Yi stood beside him with a calm face and watched coldly, Chen Liu and Ah Wu blocked the front door and the back door, and the child slipped to the door several times and was stopped by Chen Liu and Ah Wu.

After a few rounds, the boy took advantage of Assen's gasp and shouted, "It's not fair! ”

Ah Sen couldn't catch him, and in front of Mo Yi and the others, he felt very embarrassed, and immediately said loudly when he heard the words: "Fair? It's fair for you to steal our food! ”

"You bought your food by force," the boy retorted unconvinced, "why can't I steal it?" ”

"Then you deserve to be caught." Arsen was unimpressed by the forced purchase of food, "We at least paid for the money." ”

Mo Yi was obviously very satisfied with Ah Sen's answer, and shouted: "Tell him more, catch him and finish it." ”

Asen listened. A punch was thrown at the boy.

The boy turned sideways and punched Assen back.

The two fought again.

Fu Tingyun returned to the house: "One of the leaders of the group of begging children came to steal something to eat, and was discovered by Ah Sen and fought. ”

Zhao Ling gently bowed his head, looking like he didn't care about this, and said to her, "Pour me some water!" ”

Since Mo Yi was in charge of their food and drink, their water and dried steamed buns were abundant.

Fu Tingyun poured a bowl of water and served it to him: "Water is always going to be bad if it is left out for a long time, so it is better to drink it." ”

Zhao Ling chuckled, drank it all, and said, "The reason why Mo Yi and the Sixteenth Master pretend not to know each other. And for an important reason – because they suspect that we are going for them. ”

There is no beginning and no tail, Fu Tingyun was slightly stunned before reacting, but she was like a deflated ball, and she no longer had the interest she had just now.

"Really?" She sat down on the bedside stool in a daze, ready to listen to him.

Didn't she ask hard? How to tell her now. She had another look of uninterestedness.

Zhao Ling felt that he really couldn't understand her.

But I don't want to see her listless.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Ling said: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, I just don't want you to worry about ......" The tone was very gentle.

"I know!" Fu Tingyun interrupted him. "I often wonder if I was drugged by my aunt, or by my uncle or grandmother. Did the mother know beforehand? Does she think it's better? She said, hanging her head. Looking at his hands like sheep fat jade, his voice gradually lowered. "I was framed like this by Zuo Junjie, or did they all think it was for my good to do this? But I am not convinced, I am willing to confront Zuo Junjie, I am willing to hang the three-foot white silk on the archway, and I am not willing to live incognito and hide like this. She felt her eyes moisten a little, "And you're hurt." Maybe I know and there's nothing I can do to change it. But when I was in the City God Temple, I thought that you would die there, and I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, and I kept asking myself. Am I right or wrong? If I hadn't chosen to come to Spring Town, wouldn't I have encountered bandits? If we came to Linchun Town, but chose to settle in the town. Could it be another story...... I always felt like I killed you......" Her tears fell and dripped on the back of her hand. Like crystal dewdrops, when exposed to the sun, they will disappear without a trace.

Suddenly, Zhao Aya's heart was full of self-blame.

After all, she was just a little girl who had just met her, and in the event of a sudden chaos, she followed him, the stranger who almost killed her, all the way, looking very calm, but she was always panicked in her heart......

"It's me who is bad!" Or because he rarely softened, his apology was a little jerky, "I'll tell you anything in the future." But you can't lose your temper anymore, if you have anything to say, say it well, don't be angry at every turn......"

The more he spoke, the more he spoke, Fu Tingyun's eyebrows, which had just been a little moved, rose higher and higher, and finally couldn't help jumping to his feet: "When did I lose my temper?" It's you, who are always weird and confusing. I won't tell you about the past, just talk about the current matter, you obviously suspect Mo Yi, but you don't tell me anything, if I wasn't clever, if Mo Yi had a heart set on me one day, wouldn't I be pouring beans from a bamboo tube, and I told him everything. What do I see you do? People say, a good man needs three gangs, I see what you can do alone......"

Zhao Ling laughed.

What a child's temperament.

As he spoke, he became angry again.

However, such a flying look is much more comfortable than the frustration that seems to have been beaten by frost.

Laughing so loudly that it tugged at his wound, he smiled busily and coughed a few times as he touched the wound on his shoulder.

Fu Tingyun's face was swollen and flushed.

Why are you so breathless?

was enraged by his words......

"Hey!" She said with some annoyance, "We are sick, we are small, and we have a woman, how can they suspect that we are going for them?" ”

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