Ah Rong didn't speak, but his expression clearly said that I was thinking like this.

After all, wouldn't it be easy to seek death?

"It's okay, don't worry. People who drown are terrible, I don't want them." Meng Zhiyi joked and closed the door of the bath room.

After walking in and standing in the room for a while, he saw the shadow on the window outside, and Ah Rong was still standing there waiting.

Meng Zhiyi glanced at the window over there again, thinking if he went to find the white pigeon again, would he be discovered?

On the other hand, even if it is discovered, what can it do?

Thinking of this, Meng Zhiyi touched his sleeve, which had been written in advance, and then gently walked to the window and opened it.

She glanced at the shadow of Ah Rong in the doorway outside, and stepped one foot over the window.

As soon as he retracted his head, he saw a man in black standing in front of him.

Meng Zhiyi was so frightened that his heart was about to jump out, and his two hands subconsciously grabbed the window frame.

After the two of them glanced at each other, Meng Zhiyi hurriedly withdrew his legs. Retreated into the house. I don't know if this person is theirs or someone else.

Meng Zhiyi's face was pale, he was too flustered, and his backward foot was almost tripped and fell to the ground by the stool on the side.

Fortunately, the man in black, who was tightly wrapped all over his body, grabbed her arm and pulled Meng Zhiyi into his arms.

Immediately, the man in black hugged Meng Zhiyi tightly in his arms, and used his strength as if he wanted to strangle her.

"Bang dang."

The stool that had been kicked just now also collapsed.

Ah Rong's voice came from outside, "Girl, what's the matter? I'm coming in, girl."

Meng Zhiyi opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but the man in black hurriedly covered his mouth.

Meng Zhiyi looked at his actions, not like Ah Rong and their people.

So, Meng Zhiyi immediately and decisively rejected Ah Rong, "It's okay, I tripped over the stool when I was taking my clothes just now. You don't have to come in, I've already started washing."

"Okay, if that girl has any problems, you must call me."

"I know, don't worry." After Meng Zhiyi finished replying to Ah Rong, he reacted and wanted to push the black man in front of him away.

I don't know if it was because her arm didn't use much strength, or if the man deliberately didn't let go, and the man didn't move after pushing twice.

It's just a pair of lowered black eyes, staring at her tightly.

Meng Zhiyi also looked at the man in front of him.

Looking at it, she actually noticed a sense of familiarity.

"Who are you?" Meng Zhiyi asked softly.

"How's your injury?" The man in front of him also spoke.

He didn't hide his voice, and Meng Zhiyi immediately heard this familiar voice.

"Lu Nanfeng?" Meng Zhiyi's voice was an uncontrollable surprise.

She didn't expect that the man in black in front of her was actually Lu Nanfeng!

How could he come here at this time?

Lu Nanfeng nodded, turned his head again, and closed the window, "The poison in the body can be cured."

Lu Nanfeng had already seen the medicinal bath in the tub over there just now, thinking that it was to detoxify his body.

But looking at Meng Zhiyi's face and her cheeks, which had lost a lot of weight, she knew that she had also suffered during this time.

Lu Nanfeng's eyes showed distress.

Meng Zhiyi's surprise and cheerfulness just now had been forcibly calmed down by her at this time, and her face returned to normal.

Slowly took Lu Nanfeng's back arm away, and then walked to the side of the stool and sat down.

She still couldn't sit for too long.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Meng Zhiyi asked.

Her attitude was suddenly very indifferent, which made Lu Nanfeng a little uncomfortable.

Lu Nanfeng walked to Meng Zhiyi's side, squatted down, and wrapped her cold hand in the palm of his hand.

"Zhizhi, I didn't look down on you. I almost lost you again." Lu Nanfeng said very guiltily.

These words made Meng Zhiyi want to laugh.

Now that I think about it, Lu Nanfeng is really an afterthought!

Every time he said that, but every time his men were able to disobey him.

It's not that she doesn't know that Lu Nanfeng's subordinates don't look down on her at all, and feel that they are not worthy of their son.

Their attitude is so obvious, will Lu Nanfeng really not know?

Or did he not care about any of this at all, and he never took himself to heart?

This time, she almost died.

The torment and inner pain of the past few days have tormented Meng Zhiyi. Every night when I went to bed, my chest hurt very much, and even when I fell asleep, I was haunted by nightmares.

The most important thing is that she started that dream again.

I dreamed that I was not killed by Lu Nanfeng's people in my dream, but was taken back by him.

Lu Nanfeng raised her at home like a canary.

But he is still very indifferent to her.

In the dream, she didn't know what kind of emotions Lu Nanfeng had for her, and she didn't understand why Lu Nanfeng brought her back from the Zhou family.

But she had already had enough of those days.

In the end, Meng Zhiyi still embarked on a road of no return.

As she had done that morning, she hung the white silk with her own hands and put her neck on it.

Then she was woken up.

The strangeness and coldness in the dream really suffocated her.

It was horrible.

To this day, she seems to have figured out a lot of things.

She may have lived two lifetimes long ago. But even after living for two lifetimes, he still hasn't let himself live a good life.

This time, although she protected her family, those painful experiences seemed to have changed in a different way to torture her.

Now she's finally enlightened.

The last thing she should have is to be with Lu Nanfeng.

If I hadn't been with him, maybe nothing would have happened.

Meng Zhiyi still had some resentment in his heart, and he had figured out all these things during the days he was recuperating in this courtyard.

It's like she's been thinking about why she's injured and appears in this courtyard, and she hasn't seen Lu Nanfeng all the time.

Right! She could understand that at this critical time, Lu Nanfeng might be very busy. But why not put yourself in the hands of the most trusted people, and why let yourself be put under house arrest again?

She also knew that the people in this courtyard actually had nothing to do with Lu Nanfeng.

The words they said were just to provoke the relationship between the two people.

But she was still very angry.

Because before she fainted, she was in Lu Nanfeng's arms, and in the end, how did he rest assured that he handed himself over to whom?

Maybe he doesn't think that much about himself!

Meng Zhi looked at Lu Nanfeng steadily, and a trace of stubbornness flashed in his pale eyes.

"Don't blame yourself." If there were extra words, Meng Zhiyi didn't know how to comfort Lu Nanfeng.

Meng Zhiyi's expression was too cold.

This made Lu Nanfeng feel a thousand kinds of guilt in his heart, but all of them were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

It's not the first time he's made this kind of mistake.

Every time Meng Zhiyi is because he is in danger.

Lu Nanfeng grabbed Meng Zhiyi's hand tightly, and was about to say something, when he heard Ah Rong's voice outside.

"Girl, have you finished washing? Do you need the help of a slave?"

Meng Zhiyi glanced at Lu Nanfeng, and finally got out of this somewhat embarrassing, somewhat unfamiliar, and too much estranged atmosphere.

She said to the door, "No, I'm almost done."

"Then come out quickly, or the slave will be very worried, or the slave will go in later."

Ah Rong is indeed worried that Meng Zhiyi will do something stupid again, and he will be able to rest assured if he sees her with his own eyes.

Lu Nanfeng also knew that this was not the time to be verbose, so he hurriedly stood up.

"I'll give you the medicine."

Meng Zhiyi thought for a moment and nodded, "Come on!"

Anyway, she doesn't have much strength in her arms now, and she doesn't mind if someone helps her.

Lu Nanfeng carefully lifted Meng Zhiyi's robe, looking at her wounds, his fingertips trembled very much.

With such a serious injury, I don't know how she survived these days.

The most important thing is that he is not by her side again at such a critical moment.

Lu Nanfeng looked at the wound on Meng Zhiyi's back, his heart ached, and he couldn't forgive himself......

He blinked, then picked up the ointment from a bowl and put it in his nose and sniffed.

Then his face changed dramatically.

"Is this ointment you've been using?" Z.br>

Lu Nanfeng put the bowl aside and asked Meng Zhiyi in a deep voice.

Meng Zhiyi saw that something was wrong with his expression, and subconsciously guessed, "What's wrong? Is this ointment poisonous in it? I've been using this ointment all the time, and it's pretty good."

Lu Nanfeng glanced at Meng Zhiyi, didn't say much, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.

"I'll give you this medicine first. When I go back, I'll ask Chen Pojiao to change the medicine for you."

Seeing Lu Nanfeng's face so solemn, Meng Zhiyi also tightened his brows.

During the day, she still thought that this ointment was so good, that it made her wound heal so quickly.

After Lu Nanfeng used the medicine he brought to Meng Zhiyi, he poured the medicine in the bowl into the bath bucket.

Let the potion in the tub wash the ointment away.

"I need to go back to the house first." Meng Zhiyi had already put on his clothes and turned back to Lu Nanfeng and said.

Lu Nanfeng nodded.

Meng Zhiyi didn't care about him, anyway, his martial arts were so strong, so he didn't have to worry about it.

After Meng Zhiyi opened the door, Ah Rong hurriedly grabbed Meng Zhiyi's hand.

"Girl, are you alright? How did it take so long to wash? Have you seen any water in the wound?"

Meng Zhiyi chuckled comfortingly, "You don't have to be so careful, I'm fine, I won't do anything stupid."

She had been bathing for a long time before, and Ah Rong didn't say anything.

"Let's go, it's still a little cold at night, let's go back to the house first."

Ah Rong held Meng Zhiyi's arm and escorted her into the house almost in a half-hugging posture.

Meng Zhiyi went into the cold quilt, and only one head was left on the cover.

"The girl needs to drink some tea or eat some snacks, and today the people in the kitchen bought some snacks and put them on the table over there, so I'll give them to the girl!"

"No, don't eat that much before bed. I'll lie down first, and you can go about it yourself!"

Meng Zhiyi knew that even if Ah Rong was allowed to leave at this time, she would not be at ease.

Ah Rong nodded, and sure enough, he went to guard behind the screen.

Meng Zhiyi lay alone on the bed, looking at the lines on my curtains.

At this time, Lu Nanfeng was guarding outside the window, or did he go back directly?