"Hmph, she should kneel, whoever told her grandson to hurt my master, the son is not the fault of the father, since there is no father, she will have to pay!"

Sheng Hanmo shook his head helplessly: "You!"

Feng Yuanchen turned around and sat on the chair: "I want to thank you this time."

"I'm not for you, but for the master, you don't have to thank me, as long as the master is well." After Hongxue finished speaking, she lay down again.

"Okay, well, I'll listen to you." Feng Yuanchen laughed.

"Don't look like that! Look at you, compare yourself to me, you're a big boss!" Hongxue looked at Feng Yuanchen with disdain.

Feng Yuanchen smiled helplessly and didn't speak.

At this time, Hongxue seemed to remember something: "By the way, what about those women in Feng Yuanqing?"

"You're still worried about this?" Sheng Hanmo said.

Hongxue pursed her lips: "Of course, those women all want to harm their masters, and I have to guard against them."

"I don't care what you do, but I have something to ask you about." Feng Yuanchen suddenly said solemnly.

Hongxue frowned: "You say."

"Zi Chu must let her return to Xichu." Feng Yuanchen said resolutely.

"What? No!" Hongxue immediately refused, and Feng Yuanchen frowned: "If you don't agree, you have to agree!"

"You...... I'm going to tell my master that you miss your old flame." Red snow knots.

Feng Yuanchen couldn't cry or laugh when he heard its words, and reached out and knocked on Hongxue's head: "Learn less from your master, what kind of old lover, sending Zichu back to Xichu is to make her more uncomfortable than death."

"This Yuanchen is right, Princess Heqin was not only returned, but also conspired with her husband to usurp the throne, which is simply a shame!"

"Yes, if you send it back, you will also bring the sealed war book, and I will see what kind of eyes her so-called people will look at her when this most favored princess of Western Chu becomes a bereaved dog that everyone spurns!"

"This is good! This is good! I support it!" Hongxue immediately clapped her claws and applauded.

"What? Don't you call me an old flame anymore?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows and said with a threatening expression.

Hongxue immediately closed her mouth and glared at him not to be outdone.

Feng Yuanchen shook his head helplessly, this stupid thing, it's really useless to take it!

Feng Yuanchen stood up: "Don't talk nonsense in the future, otherwise you ......" Feng Yuanchen didn't say any more, but looked at Hongxue threateningly.

Hongxue pouted: "I know, Feng Yuanchen, you stinky boy, sooner or later you will be cleaned up by me!"

"Haha!" Feng Yuanchen laughed, this stupid thing really makes people laugh and cry.

"Ahem, cough, cough" The coughing sound came from the bed, Feng Yuanchen hurriedly ran to the bedside: "Zhiyao, how do you feel?"

"Ahem......" Sheng Zhiyao coughed twice before regaining his strength, looked around and then looked at Feng Yuanchen.

Feng Yuanchen saw her wake up, and his hanging heart finally let go: "You can be regarded as awake!"

Sheng Zhiyao looked at Feng Yuanchen suspiciously, and suddenly reacted, "Why are you here? Is it over?"

"It's over, Grandpa Huang punished Feng Yuanqing and asked him to behead him for public display, and it is estimated that he will be executed at noon today." Feng Yuanchen explained.

Sheng Zhiyao nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, that's it!

After lying on her stomach for so long, Sheng Zhiyao was a little uncomfortable, she wanted to prop up her body and turn over, but she touched the wound.

"Shhh

Feng Yuanchen immediately helped Sheng Zhiyao: "I'll help you up."

Feng Yuanchen slowly helped Sheng Zhiyao to the position against the wall and let her lean on the pillow: "How is it?" Is there anything else you feel uncomfortable with?"

"Hmm...... No, it's just ......" Sheng Zhiyao lowered her head a little embarrassed, "I...... I ......."

Feng Yuanchen frowned and asked suspiciously, "What am I?"

"I, I'm urgent!" Sheng Zhiyao raised his head and looked at Feng Yuanchen.

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Yuan Chen laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward with laughter, Sheng Zhiyao was annoyed and ashamed: "Is it so funny!" Chinese Net

"No, no...... Nope!" Feng Yuanchen hurriedly covered his mouth and said with a smile in his back.

Sheng Zhiyao snorted coldly and turned his back to Feng Yuanchen.

Feng Yuanchen laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, looked at Sheng Zhiyao's back and said, "Zhiyao......"

"What!?" Sheng Zhiyao shouted impatiently.

"I'll help you get Zhu'er." After Feng Yuanchen finished speaking, he turned around and was about to go out, but Sheng Zhiyao immediately stopped him: "Don't go to Zhu'er!" I can do it myself!"

Feng Yuanchen stopped, turned around and walked back to the bed: "Then I'll accompany you, right?"

Sheng Zhiyao looked at Feng Yuanchen, the smile on his face made Sheng Zhiyao a little embarrassed, so he nodded: "That, that's okay."

There is a specially repaired toilet in the old marquis's room, of course, there is a shower in it, but it is all manually operated, bamboo structure, it is certainly not as good as modern equipment, but it is better than pulling it in a wooden barrel, and it does not smell.

The two walked to the door of the toilet one after the other, Feng Yuanchen opened the door and let Sheng Zhiyao in, while he stayed outside the door.

A short time later, there was a sound of water running in the toilet.

Sheng Zhiyao walked out, her cheeks were slightly red, and her bright eyes revealed shyness, Feng Yuanchen was stunned, and then said, "Okay?"

"yes, okay." Sheng Zhiyao nodded.

"Then do you want to go back to your room, or stay with the master?" Feng Yuanchen asked.

"Go back to my room." Sheng Zhiyao replied.

"Let's go, then." Feng Yuanchen turned around and picked up Sheng Zhiyao and walked towards her courtyard, not forgetting to greet Sheng Hanmo behind him, "Hanmo, you have also stayed up all night, go back to rest first, and I will take Zhiyao back to her own room."

"Hmm." Sheng Hanmo didn't say much, watching the backs of Feng Yuanchen and Sheng Zhiyao gradually move away.

Sheng Zhiyao, who returned to her room, sat on the edge of the bed and watched Feng Yuanchen busily make tea for her.

"Warm up with a cup of hot tea, you've been in a coma all night, you must be hungry now, right?" Feng Yuanchen looked at Sheng Zhiyao gently.

"It's fine." Sheng Zhiyao took the teacup that Feng Yuanchen handed to him, and took a sip, "But ......" Sheng Zhiyao put down the teacup and looked at Feng Yuanchen.

"But what?" Feng Yuanchen asked.

"But I wonder if I came back from an injury to worry everyone?" Sheng Zhiyao asked seriously.

"Well, it is." Feng Yuanchen nodded.

Sheng Zhiyao's mood was a little heavy: "What about you, how are you?"

"Me?" Feng Yuanchen chuckled, "Me? Very well, what can I do?"

When Sheng Zhiyao heard what Feng Yuanchen said, her face stiffened, and her mood suddenly fell to the bottom: "Aren't you worried about me?"

"Worried! Of course I'm worried about you!" Feng Yuanchen replied without hesitation: "I saw so much blood, I am afraid that something will happen to you, and I am afraid that you will leave me forever."

Listening to Feng Yuanchen's confession, Sheng Zhiyao suddenly had the urge to cry, she remembered that Feng Yuanchen rushed out of the palace with him in her arms, and she fell asleep because she was really sleepy.