Tie Feng said, "...... Although it cannot heal His Holiness' heart and lung wounds, it can at least alleviate His Holiness' pain. Sometimes, His Holiness can sleep peacefully. ”

"Since it works, I'll give you a few more bottles."

The result of Feng Xiaoqiang's soft-heartedness is often very generous.

She thought for a moment and took out a few bottles of liquid medicine: "This is an enhanced version of the Qingpu liquid medicine. ”

In fact, this is not an enhanced version of the medicinal liquid, but a medicinal liquid refined in Feng Xiaoqiang's Fangyuan space, which has grown for a relatively long time.

Feng Xiaoqiang found that the longer these herbs grew in the radial space, the more divine power they contained.

She tried to refine a few bottles, but she didn't take them out and sell them, for fear that ordinary people's physique would not be able to withstand too much divine power in the potion liquid.

However, people like Feng Jiuxiao naturally don't need to have this kind of concern.

Tie Feng did not take Feng Xiaoqiang's medicine, but said in a low mood: "Today is the death day of Concubine Zheng, and your Excellency is in a very bad mood." No one ever cared for him and comforted him on this day.

The county lord is the younger sister of the honorable, if he goes to deliver medicine to the honorable at this time and says a few words of concern, the honorable will definitely be in a better mood. ”

Tie Feng's words touched Feng Xiaoqiang. She couldn't help but think of her grandmother who had been with her for her life.

When his grandmother died, Feng Xiaoqiang was in pain and couldn't extricate himself.

At that time, how she wished that someone could care for her, comfort her, and accompany her through those most lonely and helpless days.

But it never was.

The feeling of being abandoned by the whole world still makes Feng Xiaoqiang remember it vividly.

"Where did you go?"

"Drinks should be made in the gazebo of the garden."

"My heart and lungs are poisoned by fire, isn't drinking again looking for death?"

Feng Xiaoqiang suddenly got angry for some reason.

Feng Jiuxiao was indeed drinking in the gazebo in the garden.

He sat on the jade railing of the pavilion, leaning his back against the pavilion pillar, holding a delicate wine gourd in his hand. Half-open-minded, uninhibited, self-exiled.

Feng Xiaoqiang had never seen such a Feng Jiuxiao.

In her eyes, Feng Jiuxiao has always been a mysterious and powerful, moody, and violent image.

When has there ever been such a down-to-earth and looking at the vulnerable side.

Feng Xiaoqiang walked over, snatched Feng Jiuxiao's wine bottle, and threw it outside the pavilion with a "pop".

"If you still want me to be cured, don't drink in the future."

Feng Jiuxiao was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Xiaoqiang's puffed up, and suddenly smiled.

The sorrow between the smiling eyebrows suddenly dissipated, like a clear sky.

Although Feng Xiaoqiang was not Yan Kong, he was also shaken by Feng Jiuxiao's smile.

"Good! Xi'er didn't let me drink, and I will never drink in the future. ”

Feng Jiuxiao rubbed Feng Xiaoqiang's head dotingly, and his mood was like flying.

It feels so good to be cared for!

"The second purge took a day and a night. I was afraid that I would not be able to control my cough during this period and my mental strength would collapse, so I never dared to perform a second clearance. I will cure my cough as soon as possible.

Tie Feng said that the Qingpu medicinal liquid is useful to you, and these bottles are all for you. ”

Feng Xiaoqiang took out eight bottles of liquid medicine.

"It's still Xi'er who feels sorry for her brother, and in the future, my brother's life will be handed over to Xi'er for safekeeping."

Feng Jiuxiao took the liquid medicine and put it away like a baby. The whole person swept away the decadent appearance just now. It's like suddenly being resurrected with full blood.

Feng Xiaoqiang suddenly had some doubts, was Tie Feng exaggerating? Or did you fool her?

She looked back for Iron Wind, but there was still a shadow of Iron Wind around her.

The Imperial Capital Flower Family Mansion.

A secluded yard full of exotic flowers and plants.

In a luxurious and exquisite room full of fragrant fragrance, a very beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old reclined on the chaise longue and was pretending to sleep.

On the jasper table in front of the chaise long, there is a large ice crystal carved into the shape of a skull.

There was also a bottle of turquoise and clear liquid medicine on the long table.

If you look closely, it is the Qingpu medicinal liquid refined by Feng Xiaoqiang.

The floor of the entire room is covered with a layer of milky white leather.

Not leather, to be exact, but human skin that has been specially treated.

A barefoot maid stood by the door with her head bowed.

At this time, the crystal curtain moved slightly, and a delicate tray was handed in outside the door, and in the tray was a jade-colored soup bowl.

The soup bowl was not filled with soup, but into chunks of flesh soaked in human blood.

After the barefoot maid took it, she carefully carried it to the extremely beautiful girl. Then hold the tray in both hands and kneel respectfully.

The girl opened her beautiful eyes and sat up slowly.

It's just such a simple action, but it gives people an extreme charm.

This girl is the eldest lady of the flower family.

The kneeling maid is her personal maid Chieda.

There's more to come!