Listening to this melodious piano music, Feng Qingzhuang slowly relaxed her mind, feeling drunk, she leaned back, her shallow breaths mixed with the fragrance of wine, and she actually fell asleep.
In her sleep, her brows were still frowning, as if there was some unsolvable knot lingering in her heart, and there were still wet marks at the corners of her eyes.
Feng Yu removed the guqin from her lap, with deep tenderness overflowing from her blue eyes. She took off her white coat and covered her body gently.
Suddenly, the corners of his eyes glanced at her feet. The brocaded embroidered soles oozed out little bits of bright red. She let out a heartbroken sigh, took off the embroidered shoes and stockings on her feet, carefully squeezed out the blisters on the soles of her feet, and took out a bottle from her arms.
Wound medicine, apply it to the wound gently and carefully
After doing all this, Feng Yu sat next to her, stretched out his hand and stroked her brow, trying to soothe the sadness in her heart.
"Qingzhuang, if I do something I'm sorry for you, will you hate me?" Looking at the sleeping person, Feng Yu's eyes were as gentle as water, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and he murmured to himself and continued: "Even if you
If you hate me, I will do the same thing and I will never regret it.”
The low, moist and magnetic voice dissipates with the wind
In the low temperature of the autumn night, the person in his sleep moved and huddled up.
"Hey! I'd better take you back to the prime minister's house." Unable to bear the cold, Feng Yu bent down, picked her up, and with a gentle step, used Qinggong to fly across the water to the shore.
Using Qinggong to the extreme all the way, Feng Yu landed lightly in the Piaoxue Pavilion holding the sleeping Feng Qingzhuang in his arms half an hour later.
Wu Jingyu, who had been waiting at the door of Piaoxue Pavilion, was pacing back and forth anxiously. When he heard a slight noise in the courtyard, he turned around and saw Feng Yu standing in the courtyard holding the sleeping Feng Qingzhuang. His pupils suddenly darkened.
He walked over quickly and asked in a cold voice: "Feng Hu, why are you with Zhuang'er?"
Feng Yu ignored him and walked straight into the house with Feng Qingzhuang in his arms. Wu Jingyu moved and stopped in front of Feng Yu. He quickly grabbed the person in his arms with both hands and opened his lips at the same time.
"Feng Hu, thank you for sending Zhuang'er back. Now you can leave it to me."
How could Feng Yu let him succeed? He hugged Feng Qingzhuang and spun around, and she had already rushed into the house. He sneered: "Wu Jingyu, look at your face, which is as ugly as Bai Wuchang's. I advise you to go down first."
Adjust your breath for a while and I will take care of Qingzhuang."
"Zhuang'er is my woman. I don't need to trouble you to have an outsider take care of her." He continued to grab her with both hands.
"The outcome has not yet been determined. Whose woman will she be in the future is still unknown. I will never let go." Feng Yu said proudly and firmly.
One of them tried his best to dodge, and the other tried his best to grab the person.
Feng Qingzhuang, who was sleeping soundly in Feng Yu's arms, was shaken uncomfortably. The two men's arguments kept buzzing in her ears. She moved her delicate hand in the air and hit Feng Yu's face, muttering dissatisfiedly.
a sentence
“It’s so noisy”
In an instant, the two men immediately fell silent. Feng Yu put Feng Qingzhuang on the bed and covered her with a brocade quilt. As soon as she walked out of the yard, Wu Jingyu's evil figure leaned against the tree in the hall, with a pale face and snow-white eyes.
The sea and hall blended together, but added a hint of character and an evil and cold voice floated out.
"Feng Hu, don't think that I don't know. If you hadn't been behind the scenes to guide what happened today, your innocent and stupid imperial sister would have appeared by such a coincidence and said something that made Zhuang'er misunderstood."
"I don't think there is anything wrong with resorting to such means in order to win the beauty back. Then again, if you are upright, there is no need to worry about Qingzhuang's misunderstanding." Feng Yu walked over with his hands behind his hands, his lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which made people a little uncomfortable.
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"Of course I am upright and not afraid of slanted shadows. If you want to use Fengxiang to take apart my Zhuang'er, I will not let you succeed. Also, I will not give you a chance to let you enter Zhuang'er's heart." Wu
Jingyu raised his eyebrows and said domineeringly
"Don't talk too much. There is a saying that when you are drunk, you tell the truth. After you got drunk today, you let me play the piano for her, which shows that she still has a place for me in her heart." Looking at Wu Jingyu's face getting darker and darker, Feng Feng
Yuying's face as white as jade raised a faint and warm smile, her thin lips slightly opened, and she continued to say deliberately: "Thinking of today's piano playing scene, I would like to thank you here, if it weren't for everything you carefully prepared in Qingbo Lake
, how could I have the opportunity to spend a beautiful and warm night with Qingzhuang?"
"Damn it, I'll chop you up"
After hearing this and thinking of everything he had carefully prepared and made a wedding dress for the fox, Wu Jingyu finally became furious. Regardless of the chaotic aura in his body, he concentrated his inner strength and struck at Feng Yu with his palm.
Feng Yu smiled slyly, dodged away from Wu Jingyu's palm, and continued to angrily say: "Wu Jingyu, considering that you are seriously injured, I will not take action against you today. I will wait until you are injured another day."
Okay, let’s have a good discussion again.”
"Even if I'm seriously injured, I can still beat you to the point of vomiting blood." Wu Jingyu's face turned livid with anger and he spoke wildly.
The inner strength was concentrated in his palm, and he was about to take action when suddenly there was a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat. He had to swallow it alive so that he wouldn't show weakness in front of that fox.
The two of them were making trouble when suddenly the ghostly figure of Feng Ying, the guard beside Feng Yu, flashed into Piaoxue Pavilion. His face was slightly ugly, and he pulled his lips to report: "Master, the princess is making a lot of noise in the post house."
"I know, go back to the inn"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yu's body swayed, leaving behind a vague afterimage. The person had disappeared into the vast night, and Feng Ying followed closely behind him, drifting out of Piaoxue Pavilion.
After Feng Yu left, Wu Jingyu calmed down a little and walked quickly to Feng Qingzhuang's boudoir.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he stretched out his hand to gently caress the sleeping person, lowered his head and pecked her lips. The rich and mellow wine aroma contained a hint of Feng Yu's unique fragrance, and his heart felt like an overturned jar of vinegar.
Feeling sour, he helped Feng Qingzhuang up and quickly took off her coat.
Inadvertently, I saw the treated wound on her foot. Although good wound medicine was applied, there was still fluid flowing out.
"Zhuang'er, what should I do with you? You can hit me and scold me when you are angry, but why do you want to hurt yourself like this? Do you know that my heart hurts even more when I see the wounds on your feet?" Wu Jingyu was helpless
sigh
I saw his hands condensing spiritual power, and a golden light poured out from the palms, repairing the wounds on the soles of her feet. Only when the soles of her feet returned to their original state, Wu Jingyu took back the spiritual power. He himself was injured internally, his face was obviously tired, and he took off his clothes.
She put on her coat, got under the quilt, and fell asleep hugging Feng Qingzhuang.