The night is over the wind, and the moon shines on the green yarn.

The figure sitting on the edge of the bed was slender and tall, with an indescribable flexibility.

As the candle flame jumped, the blade of light in her hand was cold.

"Lady." Suddenly hugged from behind, a gentle and concerned voice sounded in his ears, "Did grandpa scold you?" ”

"Nope." Feng Jiu returned to his senses, tilted his head slightly, almost intertwined with his breathing, and retreated a little uncomfortably, but he was hugged tightly and did not let go.

"When did you wake up?"

"It's been a long time." Mu Weixian said with some grievances, "I have been waiting for the lady to sleep, but the lady has been sitting." ”

That's when I woke up when I came back.

His brows furrowed worriedly, and he reached out and patted his arm, motioning for him to let go of himself: "I'll look at your injuries." ”

Mu Weixian shook his head and didn't let go: "It doesn't hurt." ”

How can you wake up so quickly without pain?

Feng 19: "You're going to strangle my shoulder." ”

Mu Wei Xian was shocked, immediately let go of his hand, and looked at him in panic and worry.

"It's fine." Feng Jiu said, reached out to lift his clothes, startled Mu Weixian, and after reacting, he leaned over and took the initiative to let her see.

Feng Nineteen lifted his thin clothes, revealing a large patch of skin that was so white that it was almost piercing.

His complexion was not only white, but also very delicate, which made the already hideous and ugly scar look even more glaring.

Feng Nineteen's eyes were slightly deep, and his fingers fell on the edge of the wound: "Does it hurt?" ”

With an extremely unfamiliar feel, Mu Weixian froze almost immediately, nodded subconsciously, reacted, and quickly shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt." It's going to hurt to death!

"That's good." Feng Jiu put down his clothes.

Without waiting for comfort, Mu Weixian was a little dumbfounded and looked at him with blank eyes.

Feng Nineteen: "Sleep? ”

Mu Weixian: "......"

He found that he was a little disgusted with these two words.

But he just patted the position next to him: "Lady, together." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "It won't grow high to sleep late." ”

"I'm past the age of growing tall." And she doesn't want to sleep now.

Coincidentally, Mu Weixian didn't want to sleep either, so he sat up straight and looked at her with bright eyes: "Lady, can you tell me about those people?" ”

"Huh?" Feng Nineteen raised his eyebrows.

Mu Weixian said with an indignant face: "They actually want to bully the lady, it's really too much!" ”

Feng Nineteen was silent.

Mu Weixian took her hand and looked distressed: "Don't be afraid, lady, I will protect you in the future." ”

Feng Jiu's gaze slid to his waist and abdomen, where there was a circle of gauze.

Noticing her gaze, Mu Weixian was a little embarrassed, "This, this is an accident!" ”

"I can let the third uncle beat them, the third uncle is amazing, hit the rabbit one by one! I'm sure I'll be able to beat them and scream! ”

But your third uncle will only look at my situation coldly.

He squeezed his hand, and there was a smile on his pale face: "Hmm." ”

Mu Weixian asked her to say the name of the enemy, and said that he would let the third uncle take revenge.

Feng 19: "I have a lot of enemies. ”

"It's okay, the third uncle can beat it!"

Then he quickly ran out of bed, and after a while, he took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, "Lady, you write it down." ”

White paper, black pen.

Feng Jiu looked at his expectant gaze, raised his eyebrows, and did not refuse.

Mu Weixian poured some tea water into the inkstone and grinded it for her.

The tip of the pen was full of ink, but Feng Nineteen did not put down the pen for a long time.

Half a sound, the pen was waved, and the two words fell on the paper.

Mu Weixian: "Leave the book? ”

He looked at it a little dazedly: "Isn't the lady going to write the name of the enemy?" ”

Feng Shijiu stared at the two fresh words, and felt that he needed to write them.

But looking at Mu Wei's blank face, he paused, rolled up the paper, and said to him: "Spit out the truth after drinking." ”

Mu Weixian stared at her, his eyes were a little treacherous, and he was a little angry, as if he misunderstood that she was unwilling to speak.

"Little Six." He shouted and asked Xiaoliu to bring the wine.

Xiao Liu was quite open-minded, and directly brought two jars over, and then didn't leave, just stared at Feng Nineteen, for fear that she would take the opportunity to pour wine to her young master.

Feng Shijiu didn't explain, he picked up the wine jar and drank it, it was completely a cow drink, and soon the two jars of wine were in the stomach, and because the mouth was too small and the mouth of the altar was too big, a lot of wine spilled, wetting her still light clothes and completely sticking to her body, outlining her slender figure.

Xiao Liu paused, subconsciously swept it, but the next second he felt a chill all over his body, and his side eyes met the deep and murderous gaze of his young master, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, and immediately turned his back, secretly crying bitter in his heart.

Mu Weixian was still a little displeased, walked directly to the other side, inserted it between the two, blocked Feng Nineteen strongly, and even took off his clothes to cover Feng Nineteen.

Feng 19 didn't notice this, and was splashing ink, all at once.

Mu Weixian subconsciously thought: "Wang Zilin, the head of the household, the second son of Yuanwei Hou, ......"

At first, there were names, and later, they were more code names, which Mu Weixian couldn't understand, but obviously Feng Shijiu had a plan.

And most importantly...... Looking at the sheets of paper, which were already thick, Mu Weixian was silent for a moment: "Lady." ”

He said, "Are you writing a book?" ”

A pause in the fingers that were writing.

Xiao Liu was also a little curious when he heard this, and when he saw the stack of papers, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Why are there so many!" ”

Feng 19: "I haven't finished writing yet." ”

“……”

Xiao Liu couldn't help but say, "How many people have you offended!" ”

It's so thick, how many names must be named, according to her identity...... How many people have been killed?

"What did you do before?" Xiao Liu couldn't help but ask, he only knew that she was a killer raised when King Rui was in the palace, and there must have been a lot of lives on her hands, but so many ...... Isn't that an exaggeration?

I don't know, I thought she was a general who led the troops.

Mu Weixian was also a little worried: "Lady, there are so many people, the third uncle will be tired to death." ”

Xiaoliu: What's the matter with my grandfather?

"Not a lot." Feng 19 explained, "It's just that some people don't know the name, so I remember the address, and it seems that there are a lot." ”

Actually, there are probably only a few hundred.

Mu Wei stopped talking.

"Lady." Mu Weixian asked, "Were you an official before?" ”

"Huh?"

"Grandpa said that being an official is a very offensive job." As if he couldn't remember clearly, he scratched his head, "Some officials are scolded by people pointing at their backbones every day." ”

Feng 19: "What you said is a corrupt official, a bad official." ”

Mu Wei looked at her idly, his eyes were very worried.

Feng Jiu just wanted to explain, but when he saw his expression, he suddenly became interested, and asked with a smile: "If I am a corrupt official that everyone shouts and beats, how will you be?" ”

As if shocked, Mu Weixian's mouth opened wide, and then he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth, his expression was a little confused, and he was a little sad.

"I don't know." He said in a low voice, "I don't want my lady to be a corrupt official." ”

"And what do you want me to be?"

"I don't want you to do anything." Mu Wei shook his head leisurely, looking at her with a clear and serious gaze, "I just want to make the lady happy." ”

Feng Jiu looked straight into his eyes.

"I see." Half-ringing, Feng Shijiu smiled slightly, and made a decision in his heart.