Chapter 44: Is It Okay for You to Bite Me?
Ye Sangli fell asleep completely.
said that she was good at drinking, she had to toss, saying that she was not good, she would sleep obediently after making trouble, and she would not be a demon.
It's the same as the drunken state of the previous Dark Vault.
Originally, it would be good to let her sleep for a while, but Feng Chen didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.
He couldn't carry her on his back, and he couldn't carry her, so he had to carry her downstairs in the end.
Originally, the gold bead was enough for today's expenses, Feng Chen never had to stop, ignored the eyes of everyone in the hall, and walked straight out.
Suddenly, a fan leaned out from his side, blocking his path.
"This little brother is from Nanhong Mansion? Isn't it okay for this brother to take it away like this? β
Feng Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense, glanced back, and saw that no one came forward to speak.
Looking at the man in front of him in an exotic costume, he matched the legendary mysterious merchant of Huasheng Kingdom.
Feng Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of warning, and he lowered his voice and spit out a word: "Get out-"
Seeing that the two of them were full of gunpowder, the person in charge who came to greet him before hurriedly came out to play a round: "Master Hua, I misunderstood, that little brother was brought by this son, and the upstairs has been arranged, please go upstairs." β
The man who was called Hua Ye raised his eyes slightly, looked upstairs, and then looked back at Ye Sangli, the corners of his mouth pulled up a smile, no longer looked at Feng Chen, and went upstairs by himself.
Feng Chen definitely felt a kind of grievance when he punched the cotton, but it was not appropriate to do it at this moment, he tightened Ye Sangli's sliding body, and quickly jumped on the horse's back.
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Feng Chen's face was so angry that he took Ye Sang back to the barracks that it instantly reached Su Qi'an's ears, and he hurriedly found Xue Zhonghuai to go over with him.
Xue Zhonghuai didn't know why, until he saw Ye Sang who was unconscious and Feng Chen's face was full of forbearance that he wanted to kill, and suddenly followed him with some regrets.
He quietly turned his face sideways, squeezed his eyebrows with Su Qi'an, and asked silently: Are you drugged?
Su Qi'an looked frightened, and quickly shook his head, with four big words written on his face: absolutely nothing.
The two glanced at each other, their pupils fluttered, and they all looked at Feng Chenjue, the expression of my king was out of breath, and the blind man could see it.
Feng Chen held back a breath of evil anger and had nowhere to vent, seeing the inexplicable eyes of the two, he seemed to calmly lower his voice: "What do you two have of opinion about this king?" β
Xue Zhonghuai smiled with a hint of embarrassment, and bumped his elbow against Su Qi'an.
Su Qi'an pondered for a while, trying to save his face: "Lord, is the little junior brother okay?" β
Feng Chenjue glanced at Ye Sangli: "It's good to sleep for a while." β
Su Qi'an suspected that he had heard it wrong, and turned his head to look at Xue Zhonghuai, who was also frightened.
"So, the little junior brother doesn't know what's going on?"
Feng Chenjue glanced at him: "What does he need to be clear?" β
Su Qi'an choked: "Doesn't he need to know about this clearly?" β
Feng Chen was never happy: "He won't care." β
His mind was full of what Yesang had said, and he wouldn't lose a piece of meat at a glance.
Su Qi'an suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what exactly was wrong for a while.
Seeing that the two were speechless one after another, Xue Zhonghuai pointed at Su Qi'an.
"Otherwise, it's better to blame him for this."
Feng Chenjue suddenly came back to his senses: "What's the matter?" β
Su Qi'an stiffened his neck: "For the sake of the Lord, I took on this drugging matter, when the little junior brother beat me, the Lord stopped me, don't really beat me to death." β
Feng Chen was desperate, and his voice changed: "What medicine are you talking about?" β
Su Qi'an looked at Feng Chenjue, and then at Ye Sangli, the meaning was self-evident.
Feng Chenjue turned his head to look at Xue Zhonghuai's look that was the same as Su Qi'an, and smiled angrily.
"Is this king crazy?"
"Then why is the Lord like this? The little junior brother didn't look like he was injured. β
Su Qi'an was puzzled.
"What kind of woman is White Lotus?"
Feng Chenjue suddenly asked with a word that the bull's head was not right for the horse's mouth.
Su Qi'an rummaged through the picture books he had seen in his mind, and tried to describe it: "It should be a pure and flawless woman, with a blue heart, high above, and beyond the reach of the dust." β
Feng Chenjue's face sank, as if comforting himself: "Ah Li said that the White Lotus is not as good as this king." β
Su Qi'an muttered: "The little junior brother is not very drunk......"
"You mean this king can't compare to the White Lotus?"
Feng Chen's tone was gloomy, his eyes were not kind, and he had the urge to kick people out directly.
Su Qi'an waved his hand and took a few steps back, and quickly changed his words.
"What the little junior brother said, that must be right, isn't this a good thing? Why is the Lord displeased? β
Feng Chenjie sighed irritably: "Ah Li is very drunk, and he didn't recognize this king." β
Su Qi'an opened his mouth, feeling helpless that he didn't know where to start.
How can there be such a person who even eats his own vinegar?
Xue Zhonghuai muttered: "Recognize it or not, isn't it all the Lord who is on you?" β
Feng Chen was not comforted, and sat down sullenly on the main seat.
Su Qi'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward to take a closer look, with a look of surprise: "Lord, are you wearing a newly-made fine silk?" β
Feng Chen was absolutely smooth and gave him a look: "Ah Li sent it, he thinks that this king is suitable for white, and he sent many sets, you help this king put it up." β
As soon as he touched the ring, a pile of white satin appeared on the table.
Su Qi'an: ......
It's just two steps, do you have to come here? It's so helpless.
Xue Zhonghuai: ......
While putting away the clothes, Su Qi'an turned around and asked him, "Lord, aren't you polite?" β
"Who said no, this king also sent it, and that wipe the forehead, how about it?"
Su Qi'an hurriedly finished putting it away, ran over and took a look, and was surprised: "How can someone wear a forehead wipe so good-looking, male and female are indistinguishable, and it adds to the romance." β
Xue Zhonghuai couldn't fix these words, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.
Feng Chen's face sank, and he strode over and gently removed the wipe from Ye Sang's head, and put it away: "I still don't wear it, recruit people." β
Su Qi'an was speechless: "Lord, don't be like this, we'll just praise it." β
He didn't know that Feng Chen was definitely because of the two of them, but he simply remembered that uncomfortable look again.
"Go back and check the back of the Nan Red Mansion, especially a merchant surnamed Hua, not like a good person?"
"South Red Mansion? Lord, did you take your little brother to the South Red Mansion? β
Su Qi'an seemed to instantly understand why he was in this yin and yang weirdness, and turned his head to squeeze his eyebrows with Xue Zhonghuai.
Feng Chen's eyes were lowered and he was silent.
"That little junior brother is drunk like this, can he still go to Yunlong Village? Shall we go early? β
As soon as Feng Chen heard what was going on, he immediately came back to his senses.
"It's never too late to go on the last day, listen to Ah Li, you will regret it if you miss it, and so will this king."
Su Qi'an nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the two were talking about Yunlongzhai, Xue Zhonghuai simply turned around to find a place, and suddenly his eyes were attracted by a place.
"Lord, what is this?"
Xue Zhonghuai curiously picked up the improved version of the flying claw that looked like a bracer, and accidentally pressed the button.
"Whew!"
The claws flew towards one of the legs of the table in an instant.
Frightened, Xue Zhonghuai hurriedly pressed it again, trying to take it back.
The flying claw directly activated the second function, and with a "click", it cut off the corner of the table.
"Bang!"
The table fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Feng Chen walked over early, blocked in front of the couch, took out a coat, and covered Ye Sangli's face.
"Old Xue, what do you want to do?"
Su Qi'an's voice trembled with fright, and his face was shocked.
"Five inches, just five inches, I'm almost gone."
Xue Zhonghuai was not less frightened than him, and before the bandits could be suppressed, he almost killed his own people.
He didn't dare to move again with his flying claws, for fear that something would happen, so he looked at Feng Chenjue with a pleading face: "Lord......"
Feng Chenjue waved his wide sleeves, and seeing that Ye Sang was away from this flying dust, he walked towards Xue Zhonghuai, took the flying claw in his hand, put it away, and said in a faint voice.
"Ah Li did it, this king and him are one by one, and General Xue remembers to accompany this king to a table."
Xue Zhonghuai nodded hurriedly.
When Su Qi'an saw this situation, he didn't want to speak.
Afraid that Feng Chen will never say a word, it is his honor to see this power......
"If it's all right, stand down and carry this away."
Feng Chen glanced at the triangular table on the ground, and suddenly wanted to be quiet.
Su Qi'an looked depressed and helped Xue Zhonghuai clean up the aftermath together.
It wasn't until the two of them left the camp that Feng Chenjue quickly dodged over and took off the coat on Ye Sangli's face.
He dipped a towel in water and wrung it out, leaned over and wiped her face carefully.
Ye Sang turned away from his body, suppressed Feng Chenjue's wide sleeves, and continued to sleep.
Feng Chen was not afraid of disturbing her, so he simply untied his belt, took off his coat, put it next to her, and got up to fetch clean water.
Midnight.
Ye Sangli let out a muffled snort, rolled in pain for half a circle, and fell to the ground together with his coat.
Feng Chen was by no means shallow sleep, and rushed over as soon as he heard the movement, but he could synchronize with Ye Sangli's movements, and saw her fall down with his own eyes, and the muffled sound seemed to hit his heart.
He picked Ye Sangli up and placed him back on the couch, his fingers trembling slightly to untie the coat wrapped around her, revealing a face that was not suppressed because he was drunk.
I wanted to cry, and my muscles burst out.
Feng Chenjue's face was full of panic, and he couldn't help but murmur: "Ah Li, what should you let me do?" β
Su Qi'an was right, if he gave up halfway, the little junior brother would suffer in vain.
After all, it takes time to find someone to make the medicine of the heart herb......
He was afraid that she would hurt, and he was even more afraid that she would hurt in vain.
Isn't that a disappointment?
He shook his head, had a bit of a headache, frowned and exhaled heavily, and lay down beside her.
Maybe he was afraid that she would fall again, or he simply didn't know what to do, so he had to circle Ye Sangli, pat her on the back one by one, and shallowly find something to say in her ear.
"Ah Li, have you read the book? Su Qi'an often looks at it, this king feels naΓ―ve, but he also remembers a few words, the mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy and the king doesn't know. β
"Love is like the impermanence of the wind and snow, but it is a little sour and sour, but I can also hear some helplessness."
"This life is short, how can I be happy without you? β¦β¦ He was forbidden to look at it next time. β
Ye Sang woke up a little from the wine, although she was drunk and unconscious, but she sensed his nervousness from his chatter.
Hold up your will and tease him: "Our Royal Highness King Che, isn't it okay to be so domineering?" β
Feng Chen's body stiffened, and he let go slightly: "Ah Li, don't speak, keep your strength." β
Ye Sangli nodded.
"The best woman in the world is worthy of our Royal Highness King Che, if you don't look at the painting book, you are easy to be sad."
"What about Ah Li, but the heart is happy with the White Lotus?"
Yesang was shocked: What happened?
But before she could answer, a wave of pain hit her again, sweeping her mind, and she had to curl up and bite her lip desperately, suppressing the muffled snort that wanted to burst out.
Feng Chen's eyes turned a little red, and he put his wrist to Ye Sangli's lips: "Ah Li, is it okay for you to bite me." β