"Moving the grave? Did you dream about her? I didn't. I didn't dream about her even once."
He Lanyin murmured with disappointment in his eyes, then raised his whip, and the horse rushed out with a roar like an arrow.
The others also waved their riding whips and followed.
Feng Zhanzhi followed He Lanyin a little behind. While riding, he was thinking about Sang Qi's relocation of the grave, and he was beating a drum in his heart: This grave must never be moved. If the grave is moved and the body is missing from the coffin, it will definitely be discovered, and then the fact that Sang Ning is still alive may not be concealed.
Feng Queyi was involved in the whole process, and he was still the one who judged her life and death, and would be the first to be suspected.
Once what Feng Queyi did is revealed, the Feng family will be doomed.
He must be reminded as soon as possible.
*
Feng Queyi didn't know that trouble was coming, and was applying medicine to Sang Ning's back.
The injury on Sanning's back has already scabbed over. In a few days, the scab will fall off and it will be healed.
Coupled with his newly prepared scar removal cream, no scars will be left after storage, and the skin quality will be better than before.
She is perfect, and he will protect her perfection.
"Your medical skills are indeed good, but you don't need to follow the right path."
Sang Ning also touched the injury on his back and knew that it was healed. It took only a few days to heal, which showed that Feng Queyi's medical skills were good.
It was rare for Feng Queyi to hear her praise him, and he was in a good mood. He smiled and said, "You can omit the last sentence."
Why didn't he take the right path?
His medical skills definitely saved more people than they killed.
As for whether the person he killed deserves to die, being his enemy is a mortal enemy.
Sang Ning smiled sarcastically: "Why omit it? Is it rare that I am wrong?"
Does Feng Queyi dare to say that she is wrong?
He applied the medicine on her, gathered her clothes, stared into her eyes, and said softly: "If you treat me better, I will take the right path. To be honest, Sanning, maybe I am a bad person, but your love will Let me be a good person."
This is a bit of a moral kidnapping.
Sang Ning sneered coldly: "Don't get involved! I'm not a Buddha, and I don't want to cut my flesh and feed it to the eagles."
Want her to influence him with love?
Funny?
She is not the Virgin.
Feng Queyi didn't know what she was thinking, but he still said in a gentle and gentle tone: "Who asked you to cut off the meat and feed it to the eagles? How could I do it?"
So disgusting!
He was so shameless, how could he say it?
Sanning looked disgusted: "You'd better stop talking!"
She pushed him away, arranged her clothes, and prepared to get out of bed and walk. Her limbs were deteriorating from lying in bed all the time.
Feng Queyi helped her out of bed and determined the area in advance: "You are still weak, so just go around the underground palace."
There was no way he was going to let her out.
Sanning was displeased when he heard this and raised his hand to give him a slap.
Feng Queyi hurriedly grabbed her hand and coaxed her in a good-tempered way: "Be nice to me. I won't always treat you like this. When the time is right, I will resign and go into seclusion, and I can take you away from here and give you your freedom." . Isn’t it good for us to be companions in the mortal world and wander around the world? The premise is that you treat me better."
Sang Ning was coaxed by him and was really interested in traveling around.
She used to be restrained in the ward. If he cured the disease and took her around to play, then there was no reason for her not to be nice to him.
But her heart was beating, and she was still awake, and she didn't look angry: "Don't paint for me. If you have the ability, just do it. Talk less and do more, do you understand?"
Feng Queyi nodded and looked at her solemnly: "Sang Ning, trust me, I won't let you down."
Sanning responded: "Okay. Then I'll wait and see."
While chatting, they walked to the door of the next room.
Seeing that she wanted to go in, Feng Queyi introduced her: "There's nothing interesting inside, just some gold nuggets."
bullion?
Gold?
Sanning's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Open it and take a look."
Feng Queyi didn't waste any time. He stretched out his hand and groped around on the wall a few times. A hole soon appeared, and the key was inside. He took out the key from the hole in the wall and opened the door.
As soon as Sang Ning entered, he saw the gold piled on the wall. At a glance, the glittering gold was dazzling.
"How greedy are you?"
She looked at Feng Queyi as if she were looking at a traitorous minister.
Feng Queyi felt innocent when she saw him like this: "It was all given by my uncle. He is doing business, so he is rich."
After hearing this, Sang Ning looked surprised: "Your brother-in-law?"
I thought Feng Zhanzhi was a pampered and pampered young man, but I didn't expect him to be a wealthy businessman. Looking at this gift, it's no wonder that he is rich in gold.
"What's your uncle's business?"
She flushed the gold and immediately decided to be nicer to Feng Zhanzhi.
Even though she was born into a wealthy family in her previous life, she had never seen so much gold.
My heart is so excited, I want to take it for myself and sleep with gold on my pillow.
Feng Queyi didn't know her little greed and didn't know much about Feng Zhanzhi's business, so he simply said: "It seems to be mainly in the medicinal materials business."
Sang Ning immediately gave a thumbs up: "Not bad. A good industry. Throughout the ages, the medicinal material business has been profitable."
Feng Queyi wanted to say that he could make a lot of money by treating people, which was even more profitable than Feng Zhanzhi's running south and north.
But money is something external to oneself.
He was not interested in money, nor did he want to make money by treating people, so he stopped talking.
Sang Ning held a piece of gold brick, weighed it, turned around and wanted to say to Feng Queyi: How much do you think this piece weighs?
As a result, Feng Queyi held her head in her hands, quickly took two steps back, and looked at her defensively: "This will kill people!"
Sanning: "..."
Has he misunderstood again?
She felt that he was tall but very courageous: "I didn't expect you to be so afraid of death."
Feng Queyi was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die in such a useless way.
What's more, he hasn't gotten her yet, and he won't be willing to die.
"very dangerous."
He frowned and said, "Stop playing. Put it down."
Sang Ning refused to let him go, and tried to counterattack him. He even considered approaching him, and as he walked, he said, "Hey, how much do you think this weighs?"
Feng Queyi was on guard, backed away, and was concerned: "Five or six pounds. Just put it down. Be careful of tired hands."
Sang Ning felt really heavy, so he let it go. At the same time, he smiled sarcastically: "Look at you, you are so scared. What can I do to you as a sick person?"
Feng Queyi said seriously: "You can break my heart. If you are unhappy, angry, or hurt, it all hurts my heart."
This is even more disgusting.
Sang Ning almost got goosebumps when he heard this: "If you want to humiliate me to death, you will get your wish."
Fengqueyi: "..."
He frowned, finding her too difficult to please.
Sure enough, pleasing her was not what he was good at.
Although he always followed what he said.
"grown ups?"
Feng Si's voice came in.
Feng Queyi turned around after hearing the sound and saw Feng Si standing at the door, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Is there something to say?
He guessed that it was related to Feng Runsheng, so he arranged for the mute girl to accompany her and went out by himself.
Sure enough, as soon as he left, went up the steps, and returned to his room, he heard Feng Si say: "Sir, it's bad, Mr. Feng Xiaohou has lost his memory!"
