"I don't know at the moment." Fu Yunqing shook his head.

"It's okay." Qi Chengyi looked at the dark and cold mountain forest, "It's late at night, I'll send you back to Fufu." ”

"You don't have to—"

"You have a wound in your left shoulder, if you encounter a killer again......"

Fu Yunqing compromised: "Okay, His Royal Highness Lao will send me home." ”

The mountains and forests with small snow, the moonlight is silvery, the girl is holding her injured left arm, a fairy jade face is as white as paper, she is a little painful, there is no pain at the moment, she sighs slightly apologetically: "Your Highness." ”

The hungry wolf's fangs were so bad that Fu Yunqing's flesh and blood were blurred, and she had endured the pain without saying a word before.

But after the pain was shared, Qi Chengyi was also sweating faintly in front of his forehead, and he knew what kind of pain this girl endured.

Qi Chengyi didn't say a word, took off his coat and draped it on the girl's shoulders, picked her up by the waist, and walked in the shadowy mountains.

"Actually, don't bother Your Highness......" Fu Yunqing said softly in his arms.

No man would have held her in his arms when she was hurt.

Fu Yunqing thought to herself, Qi Chengyi is strange.

……

Qi Chengyi sent Fu Yunqing back to the Xue Garden.

Fu Yunqing stood under the corridor and waved at him: "Your Highness, go back to the palace." Thank you! ”

The snow-colored moonlight plated the man's body with a faint cold color, and he looked back, his eyes were clear, and he had nothing to do with Fengyue, and gently hooked the corners of his lips.

After a while, silently stepped on the eaves and disappeared from view.

Fu Yunqing entered the house, pulled up the collar and sniffed it, full of fishy smell, and said in disgust: "Xiaoying go and prepare a bath bucket for me." ”

Tianying said distressedly: "The slave will go now, and by the way, bring the medicine box and re-bandage your arm for you." ”

Fu Yunqing took off a blood-colored white dress, took off the hairband, like a waterfall of green silk poured to her waist, her jade feet stepped into the warm bath bucket, drowning most of her body, her injured left arm rested on the edge of the bucket, and her right hand scooped a spoonful of hot water mixed with flower petals, and slowly poured it from the top of her head to her collarbone......

The air is filled with the scent of bath beans.

The heat was thick, every inch of skin was warmed, and a picture of a man sucking drugs for her appeared in front of Fu Yunqing's eyes......

"Why is the girl's face so red?" While bandaging her, Tianying wondered, "But you have a high fever?" ”

"Is there one?" Fu Yunqing touched her hot cheeks, felt a little weak in her heart, and sighed, "Beauty messes with my heart." You girl and I owe someone another life. ”

If Qi Chengyi didn't suck out a Zi Gu for her today, even if the blood could cure all kinds of poisons, she would suffer a lot.

Fu Yunqing told Tianying: "Bandage the wound carefully, and apply medicine gently......"

She was afraid that Qi Chengyi would feel pain.

……

The next day, the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month.

Tian Ying and Renqing pasted elegant and delicate red paper-cuts on the window lattice and wall, and hung red lanterns under the porch, which was full of New Year's flavor.

Fu Ziheng now often holds a cane and practices standing in the corridor of Qingzhuyuan, and every time he is tired until he sweats on his forehead, he refuses to give up, sits back in a wheelchair, and practices his moves with a wooden sword.

When his legs are restored, he will be able to inherit his father's will, kill the enemy bloodily, and defend his family and country!

Fu Yunqing was nibbling on dried peaches while reading a book.

Just as she was turning the next page, a hurried Fuge walked outside the courtyard.

Her face was a little pale, she looked in a bad mood, walked up to Fu Yunqing, and said worriedly: "Big sister, Fu Xingye is awake." ”

Fu Yunqing put down the dried peach in his hand: "When is it?" ”

"Just a quarter of an hour ago, he woke up in Fukushouin, clamoring to kill his eldest sister, and was rushing to Yuki-in with his sword."

"That's ......" Fu Yunqing hooked his finger at Mei Fu, "Mei Fu, come here, I have something to do for you." ”

Mei Fu's eyes, which had always been distrusted, lit up, leaned her ears over, and after listening, she hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, girl, I will do it well." ”

Now that Chen Kang is dead, she has completely thrown herself into the Fuyunqing camp.

She couldn't let the girl down.

As soon as Mei Fu left around the corner, she heard a noise on her hind feet.

"Third son, calm down!" It's Mama Fu who is persuading.

"Lao Tzu wants to stab Fu Yunqing's slut to death with a sword, cause my parents to be exiled to an extremely cold place, disfigure my whole body, and burn me into a monster!"

Fu Xingye raised his sword and angrily broke into the Xue Yu Courtyard, with a pair of eyes glaring angrily, and slashed towards Fu Yunqing in the meditation courtyard!

Fu Yunqing kicked the stone table, borrowed his strength, sat on the stool and retreated to the red plum tree, calmly turned the next page of the military book, and Fu Xingye pounced, fell directly to the ground, and fell to the ground!

The red plum is scorching like fire, as bright as the sunset.

The women's hairpin is white, and her temperament is unbeatable.

Fu Xingye, whose face was wrapped in bandages, the back of his hands was full of ugly burn marks, as if he was covered with intertwined old tree roots, and his eyes exposed outside the bandages were burned to the point that his eyelashes were completely gone, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and the scarlet ones were about to drip blood, and he couldn't wait to cut Fu Yunqing with a thousand knives!

The more calm Fu Yunqing was, the more angry he became!

"If it weren't for your grandmother taking in your father, your big house would still be just a beggar wandering on the streets! Your father's wild seed gave birth to two small wild seeds of your sister and brother, and your father's family property should be inherited by the real Fu family! You are not the grandchildren of my grandparents! ”

Fu Xingye raised his sword and cut it over, cutting off four plum branches with one sword!

The plum blossoms were all lost, scattering scattered red in the snow.

Fu Yunqing snapped the book, broke off a plum branch, and hit it forward.

Mei Zhi has infinite strength, confronting the sword, but it is soft and continuous, and with a loud sound, he knocked down the sword of Fuxingye, and slapped Fuxingye's face fiercely!

The bandage is torn open and blood is dripping down!

"The person who harmed your parents and their exile in the extremely cold land is the Yuan family Futing himself! If Futing is not addicted to gambling and does not lose the land deed, if they do not covet the big house and family business, if they do not poison Ziheng, how can they end up like this? If Yuan didn't instruct Changshui to pour oil on the attic and set it on fire, how could you be burned all over? ”

"Cause and effect are reincarnated, good and evil are rewarded!" Fu Yunqing held the plum branch and questioned in a voice, like thunder, "I don't trouble you, you should be thankful, but I didn't expect that the first thing you did when you woke up was to find death!" ”

The old lady who rushed to hear the news, rushed to the Xue Gardenia Courtyard with a heartbeat, and smelled a smell of blood, when she saw the open wound on Fu Xingye's face, the corners of her mouth twitched, her face was gloomy, she didn't speak for a while, she first went to check Fu Xingye's injury, and then blocked in front of Fu Xingye, pinched the Buddha beads in her hand, and said majestically:

"Fu Yunqing, I'm still alive!"

"You sent my son and daughter-in-law to prison, and now you still want to kill my only grandson!?" Mrs. Fu stomped heavily on the ground with her crutches, and her scheming eyes were full of anger.

"The only grandson?" Fu Yunqing smiled and applauded,

"The old lady is finally willing to admit that you are partial? Fuyeye is your only grandson, and Ziheng and I are nothing. My father was just a tool to keep the family upside down! You have never regarded my big house as a relative, your father as your son, and Ziheng and me as your grandsons. ”

Mrs. Fu had a tense face, her face was pale, she was like a young eagle, protecting Fu Xingye behind her.

Fu Yunqing played with the bloodstained plum branch in her palm, smiled and said coldly: "Today's old lady, I can't protect Fu Xingye." ”

"What are you going to do!" Mrs. Fu's eyes were full of vigilance, bursting with fierce light.

"I want to, castrate him."