When Feng Xunyun woke up, Shen Qingzhu was decocting medicine outside the house with two big dark circles under his eyes.

Hearing the sound in the house, he hurriedly put down the fire fan and ran into the house.

"Xiao Yun'er, you've finally woken up." Shen Qingzhu was so happy that there was a smile on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

"Who are you?" Feng Xunyun saw the face that had lost a circle.

"I'm Shen Qingzhu, your childhood sweetheart Xiaoyu." Shen Qingzhu stretched out his hand to Feng Xunyun's forehead, his eyes were full of worry, is this kid stupid?

"You're not Shen Qingzhu, who are you?" Feng Xunyun looked at the person in front of him coldly, in the past few days in a coma, he was dazed, waking up from a dream, he knew that Shen Qingzhu had been taking care of him, chattering with him about his childhood, saying goodbye and missing him.

But Allure tracked him before the accident happened, and Allure's death had nothing to do with him.

"I'm Xiao Yu, I don't believe you." Shen Qingzhu pulled up his sleeves, and there was a scar on his arm, which was scratched when he fell down and scratched Feng Xunyun when he went to the tree to pick fruit when he was a child.

"Who are you now? Why close to Siyu? Why do you separate our brother and sister? Feng Xunyun looked at the scar and was unmoved, the person is the person he was a child, but his heart may not be the same as his childhood.

"Xiao Yun'er, I'm ......" Shen Qingzhu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't dare to say? Where did the bell come from? Feng Xunyun stared at the bell on Shen Qingzhu's waist.

"Xiao Yun'er, my feelings for you can be learned, but I have a last resort."

"Oh, bitterness, if all the wicked people in the world say that they have bitterness, will those who died in vain die in vain?" Feng Xunyun coughed violently.

"Xiao Yun'er, don't worry." Shen Qingzhu hurriedly gave Feng Xunyun a smooth breath, but was blocked by Feng Xunyun.

"What is your relationship with Dugu? Are those people his people? ”

"No, Xiao Yun'er, those people were not sent by my father-in-law." Shen Qingzhu was speechless.

"Father-in-law, it's really affectionate." Feng Xunyun got up and got out of bed, and forced Shen Qingzhu step by step.

"You approached Si Yu and blended into the Fengshuang Pavilion, you already knew that Nian Nian was the wife of Brother Mu Feng, and you also knew the meaning of the bell, yes or no?" Every time Feng Xunyun said a word, don't take a step forward, Shen Qingzhu was forced into a corner.

"You used the bell to get our attention, create a misunderstanding, let Siyu run away from home, let us track it all the way, and then ambush the killer in the bamboo forest, yes or no?" Feng Xunyun grabbed Shen Qingzhu's neck.

"Xiao Yun'er, you let go, you listen to my explanation......" Shen Qingzhu was pinched and breathless.

"Explain what, explain how you and Dugu have a deep father-son relationship, and they are embarrassed." Feng Xunyun's hand slowly strained.

Shen Qingzhu's breathing became more and more difficult, and his handsome face turned red. He tried his best, but he couldn't speak.

"Little Five let go." Just when Shen Qingzhu thought he was dead. Feng Cangyue arrived in time.

Feng Xunyun's hand loosened a little, but he didn't let go.

Shen Qingzhu seized the opportunity to gasp desperately.

"Seek the clouds, let go." Feng Cangyue's hand was on Feng Xunyun's hand, "The man in black is not a lonely person. ”

Feng Xunyun let go of his hand suddenly, and Shen Qingzhu fell to the ground, panting for breath.

"Shen Gongzi." Feng Cangyue went to help Shen Qingzhu, but Shen Qingzhu avoided his hand.

"Shen Gongzi, your injury."

"It doesn't matter."

"Fourth brother, what do you care about him? He is the son of Dugu, our enemy. Feng Xunyun pulled Feng Cangyue aside.

"For the sake of childhood friendship, I won't kill you today, get out of Fengshuang Pavilion immediately, and meet again, I will kill you and avenge Allure."

Shen Qingzhu wanted to say something more, looking at the hatred in Feng Xunyun's eyes, he didn't say anything after all, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were full of broken sadness, he glanced at Feng Xunyun sadly, and left in embarrassment.

Feng Xunyun looked at the figure in the distance, his heart ached inexplicably, and his body was shaky.

Feng Cangyue helped him back to the bed and lay down.

Outside the house, the medicine on the small red clay stove has been fried.

Feng Xunyun poured the medicine into a bowl, brought it into the house, blew it cold, and fed it to Feng Xunyun spoonful by spoonful.

"He's taking care of you these days." Feng Cangyue said while feeding.

Feng Xunyun didn't speak.

"Without him in the bamboo forest, our losses would have been even greater."

"Tianqinglou's brother said that on the way you sent the 81st back to Jiangning Mansion, a black-robed man has been behind you, and the black-clothed man chasing you was killed by him."

Hearing the three words of the black-robed man, Feng Xunyun's eyes widened.

Dugu Jue appeared, but why did he help Fengshuang Pavilion?

"What kind of kindness can a weasel have when he greets chickens?" Feng Xunyun was indignant.

"There is news from the eldest brother that the three people have been safely delivered to the general." This is the only good news in the past few days.

"I've been sleeping for so many days?" Thinking of that person's dark circles, Feng Xunyun hated and was angry.

"These days, Shen Gongzi has been taking care of you day and night, otherwise, you will have to sleep for a few more days." Feng Cangyue comforted her younger brother, "The truth still needs to be verified slowly." ”

"How's Changle doing?"

"When the fourteenth messenger came back, a bowl of blood was raised every day, the burns were much better, and the pulse was stable, but the person had not woken up yet."

"Finally survived." Feng Xunyun muttered, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Cangyue looked at her haggard brother, thinking about the bamboo forest, and frowned.

Shen Qingzhu stumbled away from Fengshuang Pavilion, took out all the broken silver on his body, bought a batch of thin old horses, crouched on the horses, and headed southwest step by step.

The old horse walked for nearly an hour before he reached the bamboo forest. Passing through the bamboo forest and winding around several mountains, it suddenly opens up in front of you, and it is a quiet and peaceful village.

"Young Master Qingzhu." An old man spotted Shen Qingzhu on horseback.

"Boat." Shen Qingzhu faintly spat out a word.

The old man led the horse and hurried forward, through the fields, through the fruit groves, to a large lake.

On the shore of the lake, a small boat was parked, and the old man and the boatman helped Shen Qingzhu into the boat together, and the boat went offshore at a high speed.

Walking to the opposite bank, a black-robed man stood by the lake on the shore, about forty years old, with deep eyes and a calm face.

"Master, the young master is injured."

Dugu got off the boat and picked up Shen Qingzhu, with a reproach in his eyes that hatred of iron could not become steel.

"Father-in-law." Shen Qingzhu muttered and stopped moving.

There was a touch of distress in Dugujue's eyes.

Shen Qingzhu was seriously injured, and his treatment was delayed, and Dugu lost two successes before he could stabilize his injuries.

Dugu Jue stayed by Shen Qingzhu's side until he woke up leisurely.

"Why are you so stupid?" Lonely and disgusting.

"Father-in-law, I'm sorry." Shen Qingzhu's face was full of self-blame, "I didn't inquire about Lin Mufeng's news." ”

"It's all hurt like this, and you're still thinking about it." Dugu sighed, "Is it worth it?" ”

"For Xiaoyun'er, it's worth it." A hint of a smile appeared on Shen Qingzhu's pale face.

"You take care of it, don't worry about anything else." Dugu got up and left, this kid always made him want to cry.

This child is not his own, but he has taken it captive and brought it up single-handedly. Nominally he is the child's father-in-law, but in fact, the child's gentleness and mellowness are his medicine.

Fifteen years ago, he was seriously injured by Meng Huitian, panicked like a lost dog, and hid in a small courtyard in a panic.

The child was only seven years old at the time, and when he saw Dugu, who was covered in blood, he did not panic or scream, but slowly squatted down, tore his snow-white clothes with all his might, and carefully bandaged his arm that was still oozing blood.

The little hands were clumsy, the expression was nervous, and a small face was covered with fine and dense sweat.

"You're not afraid of me?" Dugu asked.

"You saved me, and I will save you." The child replied.

"I saved you?" Dugu suddenly remembered that he had indeed saved two children a few days ago, and this child lay on top of the other child, crying hoarsely, shouting that Xiao Yun'er would not die.

He couldn't bear it for a while, so he saved them.

He had long forgotten about it, he was so lonely and murderous, who would remember that he saved two little dolls?

He himself had long since lost his memory of what the two children looked like, but the child remembered him and remembered that he had saved him.