Hearing what Feng Duhan said, Du Wei was stunned.

You'll be the only one by your side in the future? Could it be that this is the covenant of one person for one lifetime?

Du Wei suddenly had a smile on her face, her cheeks seemed to be covered with a light layer of crimson, and Feng Duhan looked at her intently, as if she wanted to find the answer from her face.

"Still give me the position of concubine?" Du Wei asked softly, with an unfinished smile on the corner of her lips, but her tone was slightly stiff.

"Yes." Twilight responded softly.

The smile in Du Wei's eyes was like a beautiful flower frozen by ice and snow, "It seems that my identity is the only way to be." "In fact, with her identity as a merchant girl, she can be the noble concubine of the prince of Nanwang, and if she were someone else, I am afraid that she would have knelt down and thanked her.

"Don't be afraid, everything is decided by the son of this world."

"Even if you are protected, the concubine itself is a slave, not to mention that in the future in the Nanwang Mansion, even in front of everyone, it is just a pet-like existence, and life and death are just things for others to move." Du Wei looked at him with a smile, "Lord Shizi, what you said I said, yes or no?" ”

Twilight frowned, "Don't worry about it, it's enough for you to be honest with me in the future." ”

Du Wei suddenly burst out laughing, "With such a lifetime of companionship, I see that what you need in the world is not me, but a kitten or a puppy is enough." ”

Feng Duhan only felt that the blood in his chest was not smooth, and he felt a faint pain, "You know that I don't mean to belittle you." ”

The corners of Du Wei's lips raised slightly, "As the saying goes, it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and the folk girl knows that she can't climb high, which is really against the kindness of the son of the world." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the wind and twilight to speak again, he directly picked up the medicine bowl, frowned and muttered: "The medicine is cold, the folk girl went out to change the bowl and ...... it."

Turned around and walked straight out.

Feng Duhan leaned on the pillow, looking at Du Wei's disappearing back, and finally couldn't help it, and coughed violently......

Du Wei walked out of the main room with the medicine bowl, and it was not until she stood under the porch that she felt that her clothes were soaked with sweat.

She was smiling happily just now, but who knew that her heart was more sad than crying.

Taking a deep breath of the cool air of the winter night, Du Wei forced herself to calm down, and the villain in her heart pointed at her disdainfully and reprimanded: If you are not angry, you will do great things in the future, and you must not be infatuated with this sick and delicate child!

Tsing Yi saw her come out and asked about it, and then entered the main house, thinking that there was something to return to the prince.

Du Wei took the medicine to the small kitchen at the back of the hospital, and there were five steaming medicine jars lined up on the ground.

Pharmacist Cui was guarding in front of a large medicine jar, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes when he saw her coming.

That feeling...... It's like a hunter staring at his prey......

She put the cold medicine on the small table and advised, "Trouble Mr. Cui to change the bowl of hot ones later." Then he turned and left.

At this time, a little medicine boy came out of the kitchen, helped Pharmacist Cui hold the basket full of herbs, and saw Du Wei leave and said in a low voice: "The prince is really stubborn, what kind of woman does he want, why do you fall in love with this medicine primer." ”

Pharmacist Cui glared at the little boy fiercely, "What do you know, don't say more!" ”

The little medicine boy said dissatisfiedly, "Master, don't bully the young child, if you want to recover as soon as possible, the prince must take all her heart's work and use it as a medicine, anyway, she will die sooner or later, why do you have to go to great lengths to admit her to the door?" ”

"Stop." Pharmacist Cui lifted the shovel on the side and hit the little boy's buttocks, "Don't say this again in the future, chew the root of your tongue, beware of being listened to!" ”

The little medicine boy pouted dissatisfiedly and went into the kitchen to make medicine.

Pharmacist Cui was also busy taking care of his several medicine jars, and no one noticed that behind the rockery not far away, Du Wei stood silently, her teeth clenched, and her body was covered with cold sweat.

If you want to be cured, you must take the blood of her heart as medicine...... These words were like thunder rolling in the sky, constantly echoing in her ears.

Du Wei stretched out her hand to hold the rockery, only to feel dizzy for a while, her whole body was weak and weak, and her legs couldn't stop shaking.

If you look at the medical skills of this world, if you take the blood of your heart, then there is no way to live.

Du Wei had never felt so cold in a winter night, and her whole body was shrunk in the cloak behind her, and she suddenly understood his intentions.

Everything he had done for her before was just to protect the "medicine guide" that could heal him, although she had never thought about it elsewhere in her own way, but when the truth surfaced, it still made her feel cold.

With his identity, it was as easy as digging for the life of an ordinary merchant girl, but why did he tease himself several times?

Only her alone in her life? It's like a big joke.

Maybe the prince of Nanwang was just curious for a moment and moved his mind to her, so he left her alive until now, but there will always be times when he gets tired of playing.

In a deep mansion like Nanwangfu, it is common for a few concubines to die, and no one will pay attention to it at all.

Don't...... Did he want to wait until then?

All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined, Du Wei was a little panicked for a while, her eyes stinged, and a string of water droplets flowed down, and her cheeks were wet in an instant.

The slightly cool touch fell from the sky, Du Wei raised her head, and found that there were snowflakes floating in the air at some point, circling and falling lightly, hitting her cheeks, cold and biting.

"Master, the medicine of the prince is cured." The crisp voice of the medicine boy was heard in the distance.

Pharmacist Cui didn't know when he left, and the little boy had to hold the medicine bowl in a daze.

Du Wei wiped her eyes violently, straightened her clothes and walked out from behind the rockery.

Seeing her coming, the little medicine boy was a little surprised, Du Wei looked at the medicine bowl in his hand, still steaming.

Du Wei looked left and right, and picked up a dagger from the table next to him.

"You...... What are you going to do......" The boy was frightened and incoherent, and he stepped back with the medicine bowl in his hand.

"You stop me!" Du Wei shouted, her tone was fierce, and she only scared the little boy to stand honestly.

Du Wei stretched out her left hand, rolled up her wide sleeve, and placed the dagger across her forearm, "This is the reward of my son, if it is not enough, come to me next time." With that, with a ruthless stroke, the dagger slashed through her arm, and in the blink of an eye, the red blood flowed into the medicine bowl held by the child.

Xiao Tong's frightened hands trembled, and Du Wei threatened: "If you dare to spill half a drop, I will cut off your head!" ”

The little boy turned white, but his hands really didn't dare to shake anymore, and he held it honestly, Du Wei stared indifferently at his bleeding arm, and didn't stop until the medicine in the medicine bowl was about to overflow.

"Send the medicine to your master." She said dismissively, "Tell him this is what I paid him back!" ”

The child stared at her departing figure in horror, leaving a clear string of red on the ground covered by the thin snow.

Du Wei only felt that her heart was calm as she had never been, and she walked straight to the gate through the courtyard.

It's time to go, even if she stays here, it's just a vain concern, as long as she gets out of this gate, she will still be her, back to the carefree self she used to be.

What if it becomes someone else's medicine? If she is anxious, even if she kills herself, she will never let others take half of the advantage, not to mention that she has other options now.

Stepping through the clear snow, there are strings of blood behind him, like red plums in winter, falling on the snow little by little.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the courtyard gate.

A guard stepped forward to open the door, only to see a young man standing in the snowy night, handsome and extraordinary, elegant and elegant, it was the British King Feng Minghao.