Chapter 219 "Birth Demon" (5000-word chapter)

Author: Bachelor of White

Zheng Xiu was incarnated as "Zheng Shan" outside, and was full of energy, killing all directions, and was invincible.

In the world in the painting, Zheng Xiu is polite, gentle and kind, and sympathetic.

This was the first time Feng Bei saw Zheng Xiu so weak, like a corpse.

She walked towards Zheng Xiu step by step in silence.

Nowadays, in the dungeon, all around Zheng Xiu are his confidants, someone Zheng Xiu trusts.

Zheng Erniang, Zhizhi, Bobo, Pingping, Lily.

Qing Shisan did not tell them who was the one who went outside to pick him up. They didn't know the amazing changes that happened in Ye Weiyang over the past few months. When Fengbei arrived here under Qing Shisan's guidance, the few people's faces were unpredictable.

Qing Shisan spread his hands, looking like "I don't know, don't ask me."

Fengbei walked to Zheng Xiu, and Zheng Xiu opened his eyes weakly and forced out a smile: "I'm rude."

She turned her wrists and a black pearl-like eye lay quietly in her palm: "Open your mouth."

Zheng Xiu looked at the eyeball and said in a hoarse voice: "Come on, go to the stove and bake it. It must be very cooked and not spicy."

The rest of Yingying and Yanyan were stunned when they heard this.

Zhizhi waved to Qing Shisan without saying a word: "Brother Thirteen, call Chef He! "

Zheng Erniang shook her head: "No! I won't wait! Rong Erniang cooks in person!"

As he said that, Zheng Erniang and Zhizhi really wanted to take away their eyes and go to the kitchen to process.

You are becoming more particular about me at this time? Feng Bei was both angry and funny, and the depression in her heart disappeared without a trace. She deliberately held the eyeball to Zheng Xiu's mouth with a stern face, and said word by word in an unquestionable tone: "Eat."

Zheng Xiu had a bitter face: "This is born from eyeballs."

Feng Bei smiled and said softly: "Be good, stop making trouble. I will eat it later. I will give you a reward."

"real?"

Fengbei nodded with a smile.

Zheng Xiu compromised: "At least... I have to dip it in some vinegar."

One of the four maids of Fengbei Dynasty whispered: "Go and serve a plate of aged vinegar."

She pointed at Pingping.

Pingping had not yet come back to her senses and went out to pretend to be jealous with a confused look on her face.

Zheng Erniang and others were already shocked.

What shocked them the most was not what the black bead was. What shocked them was Mr. Zheng's attitude towards Fengbei.

Fengbei looked like a "right wife".

And Mr. Zheng's reaction... seemed to be happy with it.

Zheng Erniang's suspicious eyes turned back and forth between Fengbei and Mr. Zheng, and she was puzzled.

Qing Shisan let out a light roar, thinking something, and wisely hides in the darkness.

This is the Zheng family’s housework, and it’s not convenient for me to mix with it.

Qing Shisan silently praised his wisdom.

Hopefully don't fight.

Qing Shisan soon appeared in the courtyard of the front compartment, holding a long cigarette pole, leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette, thinking to himself.

In the darkness, whistles were coming one after another, and the brothers were using the code of the Brotherhood to ask about the situation inside Qing Thirteen.

Qing Shisan blew a few times, whistled back and laughed and scolded: I am always obediently, can we interrupt the master’s romantic affairs? Is Qing Shisan the kind of gossiping person?

This is not to say anything, and the word "romantic" is equivalent to explaining the situation inside clearly.

The implication is that people should be fine and are in a romantic manner.

Suddenly, a lot of laughter came from the darkness.

As they smiled, everyone felt relieved. When they gathered together, a "huh~" sounded at the corner of Zheng's house, blowing the shadow of the tree.

In the dungeon.

Zheng Xiu dipped in vinegar and swallowed the eyeball raw.

The moment he swallowed his eyes, a fishy smell surged up, and the hot burning sensation seemed to burn his stomach through. The pain made Zheng Xiu sweat all over his body, and his whole body was shaking, gritting his teeth tightly without making any sound.

When the others saw that it was not good, they were about to comfort me. However, Feng Bei habitually stepped forward and gently hugged Zheng Xiu's head. Zheng Xiu stopped hurting for a moment.

Everyone was stunned again when they saw this.

Feng Bei started too quickly.

Soon, Zheng Xiu's shriveled skin bulged again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cracked texture regained a new brilliance.

After a long time, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes again and smiled and said, "I'm fine."

“Meow~”

A meow attracted everyone's attention.

Xiao Fengmao slipped in at some point and lay quietly on the side and watched.

Zheng Erniang and others looked back and wondered if the secret door above was not closed, but they didn't think too much. With Fengbei's support, Zheng Xiu returned to the room.

Along the way, Feng Bei stared at his hands blankly.

The "contact" with Zheng Xiu seemed to have become a habit and muscle memory. She would still subconsciously keep a distance from everyone other than Zheng Xiu, but Zheng Xiu has been together for ten years, almost instinctively. In front of Zheng Xiu, she forgot her ominousness and her physique.

Until Zheng Xiu was placed on the soft couch and saw Zheng Xiu fall asleep, Feng Bei still had not come back from his shock. He was nervous and murmured: "This is impossible."

For a long time, Feng Bei believed that the reason why he could touch "Zheng Shan" was because "Zheng Shan" was actually Zheng Xiu's "incarnation". To put it bluntly, it was a kind of strange art. Her skills could not fight Zheng Xiu's skills, which led to her ominousness that could not harm Zheng Xiu at all.

But this brief touch made Feng Bei suddenly realize that the truth seemed to be not as simple as she thought. There seemed to be another reason why Zheng Xiu could restrain her "ominous".

"Why?"

Fengbei cannot understand.

Her illness...has healed?

She wanted to find something else to try immediately, but she was nervous.

Feng Bei raised his eyes and looked at the familiar sleeping face wrapped around the quilt.

"Is it because of him?"

"Miss Fengbei."

After Zheng Erniang sent the others away, she closed the door and approached Fengbei.

Feng Bei took a step back.

Zheng Erniang frowned, stopped, and smiled slightly: "Second Niang thanked Miss Fengbei for the Master. If it weren't for Miss Fengbei's 'anti medicine', Erniang really didn't know what to do with the master's disease."

Fengbei nodded calmly, which was considered an answer.

Erniang bowed and said, "Please don't blame Erniang for being abrupt. Erniang asked, "I wonder if Miss Fengbei can solve the doubts?"

Feng Bei was silent for a moment, looked at Zheng Xiu on the bed, clenched his fists, his voice trembled slightly, but his expression was still cold and peaceful. Before Zheng Erniang could ask questions, she had guessed Zheng Erniang's question, and then answered on her own: "Meet by chance."

Ernie was surprised.

The sleeping Zheng Xiu muttered and murmured: "Madam Zheng."

Fengbei's cheeks bulged, Zheng Erniang covered her mouth with her long sleeves, and she also covered the faint melancholy between her eyebrows and eyes. She smiled secretly: "Er Niang understands. Tonight, Miss Fengbei will take care of the master."

Zheng Erniang said that, Yingying walked out and closed the door.

Feng Bei raised his hand, opened his mouth slightly, and had no time to refuse.

"She's gone too fast. Well. That's it."

Fengbei quickly found a reason for himself.

It was not that she wanted to, but that Zheng Erniang didn't have time to ask her for her opinion.

In the room, the candlelight swayed, and Feng Bei sat down beside the bed. When there was an outsider, she felt uneasy, but when there were only two of them in the room, Feng Bei calmed down.

After a while of quietness, Zheng Xiu's long breathing was mixed with a faint snoring sound from time to time.

She looked at Zheng Xiu's face and moved closer involuntarily. As they got closer, the two of them almost touched each other. Zheng Xiu subconsciously stumbled his mouth in his "sleeping" but found it empty.

Feng Bei's eyes showed a hint of joy of succeeding his plan, and he whispered: "Also pretend?"

She didn't know how this guy snored while sleeping.

Can't hide it from her.

Zheng Xiu opened his eyes and blinked. He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and gently grabbed Feng Bei's hand. Feng Bei was about to break away, but Zheng Xiu shouted "It hurts", and Feng Bei could only let him.

Zheng Xiu kneaded Feng Bei's soft palm rhythmically, as if it was a code word. Feng Bei understood, but begged: "Don't..."

Zheng Xiu stopped his hands and wondered: "Why?"

He noticed that the relationship between the two was strange.
To be continued...