"Why should I believe what you say?"

Feng Jiutian shrugged, "If you don't believe me, you can wait for two days to see if the person inside is almost well, just give me some time to remove the poison from his body." ”

She paused, the man inside had already begun to appear black spots, and the carrion was probably going to be dug up and cleaned up little by little.

However, in two days, Gu Luoyue could still afford to wait.

"Do you need anything?"

"You don't need anything, just be quiet."

Under the effect of the anesthetic, the man was drowsy, and before he was completely unconscious, he still looked at the knife in Feng Jiutian's hand with his eyes open and vigilant.

Feng Jiu slapped his face, "Sleep, I can't die, and I won't stab you with a knife." ”

The words seemed to soothe him, and in a few moments the man with his eyes open fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Jiutian cleaned up very carefully, but because he had to keep raising his hand to hold the knife in his hand, Feng Jiutian felt a little exhausted after a while, and the sweat on his forehead fell down in large pieces.

Suddenly, a dry handkerchief wiped the sweat off her face little by little.

She raised her head and looked at Nangong Ling, who nodded her chin, "Look at the knife." ”

At this time, it was a critical time, and Feng Jiutian couldn't care about being awkward, and wholeheartedly helped people clean up.

It wasn't until it was almost dark that all the pieces of carrion on the man's body were removed.

The strength of the anesthetic passed, and he squeaked in pain inside the room, and the people outside didn't dare to come in, they could only hear the terrible screams inside, and their eyes on Feng Jiutian were full of fear.

How long did Feng Jiu Tian do the cutting surgery outside, and how long did Gu Luoyue wait outside.

"How?"

"It's almost done."

Seeing her pale and tired look, Gu Luoyue still had a lot to say, and she had to swallow it back in her stomach at this time.

"You go and rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Feng Jiu was tired, so he followed Gu Luoyue and got his subordinates to the house and fell asleep directly.

Nangong Ling asked the porter for a basin of water, the water here is very precious, but thinking that the people inside are the people favored by the head of the family, the porter almost didn't hesitate to bring water.

Looking at the person on the bed whose forehead was wet with sweat, Nangong Ling's calm and waveless seriousness was densely distressed, he dipped the handkerchief and simply wiped it for Feng Jiutian before pulling the quilt on her.

After doing all this, he cleaned himself up with the water that Feng Jiu had used as usual, and then lay down on Feng Jiu's side, and fell asleep with her in his arms.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Jiutian heard someone knocking on the door when he was half asleep and half awake, and then Nangong Ling's deep voice didn't know what to say to the other party, and the door squeaked shut.

"Get up and eat."

Today's operation was extremely physically exhausting to Feng Jiutian, and knowing that she was very tired, Nangong Ling still ruthlessly called her up to eat.

The fragrant rice porridge, with the fragrance of the dishes, Feng Jiutian opened his eyes slightly.

Seeing Nangong Ling sitting in front of the window with porridge, she looked like she could pick up a spoon to feed her immediately, she hurriedly waved her hand.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Seeing that she insisted, Nangong Ling gave up.

Feng Jiu leaned up and looked at the most sumptuous meal in these days, feeling that she was already so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and she sat at the table and feasted on it, in stark contrast to Nangong Ling's carefully trained and slow way of eating.

After finishing the meal, naturally someone came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Jiutian touched his stomach and went to the yard to take a walk to eliminate food.

Nangong Ling stood under the eaves of the porch, crossed her hands on her chest, and looked at her softly.

Being looked at very uncomfortably by such a gaze, Feng Jiu scratched his face, "Don't you have your own room?" ”

Why does it keep dangling in front of her eyes?

As her words fell, she saw Nangong Ling show a meaningful expression, "Didn't he say that the two of us are getting along?" So I didn't give much of a house. ”

The corners of Feng Jiu's mouth moved, and she turned around to find someone to pass on a message to Gu Luoyue.

Nangong Ling was like a roundworm in her stomach, and she knew what she was doing at once.

"Don't bother people, there are visitors to the people's house today, and it will be inconvenient for you to go."

Looking at the fox's tail exposed under the serious face, Feng Jiutian really wanted to scratch his face with a scalpel.

She was really tired, and after two laps in the yard, she was a little sleepy, and she returned to the house, and Nangong Ling followed suit.

"Don't follow me."

"It's my house too." Nangong Ling stood in front of him, her voice was faint, but her eyes were on the bed where she was lying.

Feng Jiu didn't say a word, picked up the quilt on the bed with his foot, and threw it towards Nangong Ling.

"There's a lot of space in this house, and you can sleep wherever you want besides here."

Nangong Ling looked at her vivid appearance, smiled dumbly, and suddenly remembered what she hadn't had time to ask before.

"In your heart......" Some of the more direct words turned on the tip of the tongue and changed to a different meaning, "Am I not as annoying as before." ”

Feng Jiu was still angry, "The same annoyance." ”

She obviously said that she hated him, but Nangong Ling felt that her heart was full of something.

"Okay, I'll try not to be so annoying in the future."

He took a deep breath and wanted to ask Feng Jiutian when he would forgive him, but he didn't ask for a long time, and Feng Jiutian had already fallen asleep with the quilt he took from the cabinet.

Early in the morning of the second day, Feng Jiutian and Nangong Ling had just finished breakfast, and Gu Luoyue specially called someone to find them.

Today, I can't help but Gu Luoyue alone, and there is an unfamiliar face, compared to Gu Luoyue's roughness, this person is like a little shoot.

Although this analogy was very strange, the first word that Feng Jiutian thought of when he saw the person in front of him was the little young shoot.

In modern parlance, it's infantile.

"Do you really know what kind of poison it is?"

"Don't you all know?"

If the people of the world didn't know, it wouldn't attract so many people to the desert to hunt for treasure.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Yingya introduced herself: "In Xia Bo Ruisheng, I will see you luckily, and I will be lucky." ”

"Feng Jiu tilted."

"Nangong Ling."

Bo Ruisheng opened his mouth, obviously a little too surprised by these two thunderous names.

"You are King Sheng, you are the young master of the Western Regions?"

"It's not." The two spoke in unison.

"......" Bo Ruisheng looked at Gu Luoyue, Gu Luoyue touched his nose in embarrassment, indeed, he brought the two people back and didn't know their names, and almost killed them.

He, such a desert family master, may not be able to resist the iron cavalry of the Western Regions and the Great Yan Dynasty.

"I have offended a lot before, please forgive me." He apologized somewhat stiffly.

"It's okay, it's always us who made you fail to take revenge, and we should apologize to you."