"I don't know at the moment." Fu Yunqing shook his head.
"It doesn't matter." Qi Chengyi looked at the dark and cold mountain forest, "It's already late at night, I'll take you back to Fufu."
"No need-"
"You have an injury on your left shoulder. If you encounter a killer again..."
Fu Yunqing compromised: "Okay, Your Highness, please take me home."
In the mountain forest where light snow fell, the moon shone white. The girl was covering her injured left arm. Her fairy-like face was as pale as paper. She was in some pain, but there was no pain relief at the moment. She sighed a little apologetically: "Your Highness has been harmed." .”
The fangs of the hungry wolf bit Fu Yunqing until her flesh and blood became bloody. She had endured the pain without saying a word.
But after sharing the pain, Qi Chengyi began to sweat faintly on his forehead, and he realized how much pain the girl had endured.
Without saying a word, Qi Chengyi took off his coat and put it on the girl's shoulders, picked her up by the waist, and walked in the shadowy mountains.
"Actually, there is no need to trouble Your Highness..." Fu Yunqing said softly in his arms.
No man would ever hold her in his arms and protect her when she was hurt.
Fu Yunqing thought to himself, Qi Chengyi is a very good person.
…
Qi Chengyi sent Fu Yunqing back to Xuezhiyuan.
Fu Yunqing stood in the corridor and waved to him: "Your Highness, please go back to the palace. Thank you very much!"
The snow-colored moonlight coated the man's whole body with a faint cold color. He looked back, his eyes were clear and had nothing to do with the wind and the moon, and he gently raised the corners of his lips.
After a while, he silently stepped on the eaves and disappeared from sight.
He helped Yunqing into the house, picked up his collar and smelled it. His whole body was full of fishy stench, and he said disgustedly: "Xiaoying, go prepare a bathtub for me."
Tianying said distressedly: "I'll go right now. I'll bring you the medicine box and re-bandage your arm."
Fu Yunqing took off her blood-colored white dress and hairband, and her black hair poured down to her waist like a waterfall. She stepped into the hot tub, covering most of her body. She put her injured left arm on the edge of the tub and scooped up the water with her right hand. A spoonful of hot water mixed with flower petals was slowly poured from the top of the head to the collarbone...
The air is filled with the fragrance of bath beans.
The hot air moistened every inch of her skin, and Fu Yunqing could see a man sucking the poison for her...
"Why is the girl's face so red?" Tianying bandaged her and asked doubtfully, "But she has a high fever?"
"Really?" Fu Yunqing touched her hot cheek, feeling a little guilty in her heart, and sighed, "Beauty is confusing me. You girl, I owe another life."
If Qi Chengyi didn't suck out a piece of Gu for her today, she would suffer a lot even though blood can cure hundreds of poisons.
Fu Yunqing told Tianying: "Bandage the wound carefully and apply medicine lightly..."
She was afraid that Qi Chengyi would feel pain.
…
The next day, the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Tianying and Renqing put up elegant and delicate red paper-cuts on the window lattice and wall, and also hung red lanterns on the corridor, which is full of Chinese New Year flavor.
Fu Ziheng now often uses crutches to practice standing in the corridor of Qingzhuyuan. Every time he is tired until he sweats on his forehead, then he is willing to give up, sit back in the wheelchair, and practice moves with the wooden sword.
When his legs are restored to their original state, he will be able to inherit his father's legacy, kill the enemy with blood, and protect his family and country!
Fu Yunqing was chewing dried peaches and reading a book.
Just as she was turning the next page, Fu Ge walked hurriedly outside the courtyard.
Her face was a little pale and she seemed to be in a bad mood. She walked up to Fu Yunqing and said worriedly: "Sister, Fu Xingye is awake."
Fu Yunqing put down the dried peach in his hand: "When did it happen?"
"Just a quarter of an hour ago, he woke up in Fushouyuan, yelling that he wanted to kill the eldest sister, and was rushing to Xuezhiyuan with his sword in hand."
"That's it..." Fu Yunqing raised his fingers towards Meev, "Meev, come here, I have something for you to do."
Mei Fu, who had always been distrusted, had eyes shining, and she put her ear closer. After listening, she quickly promised: "Don't worry, girl, I will take care of it."
Now that Chen Kang is dead, she has completely surrendered to Fuyunqing's camp.
She couldn't let the girl down.
As soon as Maeve left the corner, she heard a noise on her hind legs.
"Third Young Master, please calm down!" It was Aunt Fu who was trying to persuade her.
"I want to stab that bitch Fu Yunqing to death with one sword, cause my parents to be exiled to an extremely cold place, cause my whole body to be disfigured, and cause me to be burned into a monster!"
Fu Xingye raised his sword and angrily broke into Xuezhiyuan. With his eyes wide open in anger, he slashed at Fuyunqing who was sitting quietly in the courtyard!
Fu Yunqing kicked the stone table and used his strength to sit on the stool and retreat under the red plum tree. He calmly opened the next page of the military book, but Fu Xingye missed it and fell directly to the ground. Gotta chew the shit!
The red plum blossoms are as bright as fire and as beautiful as sunset.
The woman wears a green hairpin and white clothes, and has an extraordinary temperament.
Fu Xingye's face was covered with bandages, and the backs of his hands were covered with crisscross and ugly burn marks, as if they were covered with tangled old tree roots. His eyes exposed outside the bandages were so burned that no eyelashes were left, and they were as wide as copper. Ling, the scarlet red man is about to bleed, and he wants to cut Fuyunqing into pieces with a thousand knives!
The calmer Fu Yunqing is, the more furious he becomes!
"If grandma hadn't taken your father in, you would have been just a beggar wandering the streets! Your father, a bastard, gave birth to two little bastards, your sister and your brother. Your father's family property should be inherited by the real Fu family! And you guys Not the grandson born to my grandparents!”
Fu Xingye raised his sword and struck at it, cutting off four plum branches with one stroke!
All the plum blossoms were defeated and scattered red on the snow.
Fu Yunqing slammed the book shut, broke off a plum branch, and struck it forward.
Mei Zhi accumulated endless energy and faced off against the sword, but she was soft and steady. With a leap, she knocked down Fuxingye's sword and slapped Fuxingye hard on the face!
The bandage tore open and blood dripped!
"The person who caused your parents to be exiled to the extremely cold place was Yuan Futing himself! If Futing didn't like gambling and didn't lose the land lease, if they didn't covet the big house and family property, if they didn't poison Ziheng, what could happen? Will you end up like this? If Yuan didn't instruct Chang Shui to pour oil and set fire to the attic, how could you be burned all over?"
"Cause and effect reincarnate, good and evil will be rewarded!" Fu Yunqing clutched the plum branch and asked in a voice like thunder, "You should be thankful that I don't trouble you, but I didn't expect that the first thing you do when you wake up is to seek death! "
After hearing the news, the old lady rushed to Xuezhiyuan with her heart pounding. She smelled the smell of blood. When she saw the open wound on Fu Xingye's face, she murmured at the corner of her mouth, looked gloomy, and didn't speak for a while. First he went to check on Fuxingye's injury, then stood in front of Fuxingye, pinched the beads in his hand, and said majestically:
"Qing Fuyun, I'm still alive!"
"You sent my son and daughter-in-law to prison, and now you want to beat my only legitimate grandson to death!?" Madam Fu held her crutches and stomped on the ground, her scheming eyes full of anger.
"The only grandson?" Fuyunqing smiled and applauded,
"The old lady is finally willing to admit your partiality? Fu Xingye is your only grandson, and Ziheng and I are nothing. My father is just a tool to continue the glory of the Fu family! You have never regarded my eldest son as a My relatives, you don’t regard my father as your son, nor do you regard me and Ziheng as your legitimate grandsons.”
Mrs. Fu had a sullen face and her face was ashen. She was like an eagle guarding its young, guarding Fu Xingye behind her.
Fu Yunqing played with the bloody plum branch in his palm, smiled and said coldly: "Old Madam, I can't protect Fu Xingye today."
"What are you going to do!" Mrs. Fu's eyes were full of vigilance and fierce light shot out.
"I want to castrate him."
