Long Momo raised his eyes as clear as water, looked at him, and pointed at his arm.
Feng Yichen gently touched her head with his hand and said with a smile, "Silly girl, that little injury has been healed long ago."
Long Momo reached out and knocked his hand off and glared at her, 'If you dare to pat me on the head again, I will fight with you!'
Feng Yichen sensed her dissatisfaction and just smiled at her. While she was lowering her head to study the bottle in her hand, she quickly stole a kiss on her cheek.
Long Momo was trembled by him, and the bottle in her hand fell to the ground. She looked at him in horror, and her body began to tremble.
Feng Yichen cursed in a low voice, never let him find out who was trying to harm her, otherwise he would definitely die a bad death.
"Momo, don't be afraid, I won't touch you again! Don't be afraid!" He comforted her nervously, picked up the small bottle on the ground, and shook it in front of her.
"This is medicine that can make you talk. Remember to use it on time. You will be cured in a few days."
He tried to divert her attention with other things to relieve her nervousness and fear.
Long silently stared at the delicate little bottle in his hand, and his body gradually relaxed.
Can this really cure her tongue? She has had enough of being unable to speak.
She wanted to thank him, but found that Feng Yichen's face was a little red and her body was shaking.
"Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as Feng Yichen finished speaking, he held on to the bedside and started coughing.
Long Momo stood up nervously, asked him to sit on the bed, and looked at him anxiously. He was actually sick.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Feng Yichen stopped coughing, reached out and patted the seat next to him, asking her to sit next to him.
Long hesitated silently for a while, then sat down.
"Brother Lie, look at the fabrics Xuan'er bought, which one is suitable for Lin'er's clothes and which one is suitable for shoes?" He Lianxuan took several pieces of fine silk and satin and gestured back and forth.
Feng Lenglie saw the happy look on her face, and her heart ached when she thought of the child in Long Momo's belly.
How much he wanted to keep the child that belonged to the two of them, but he was gradually killed by him. The person he would rather die now is him.
"Brother Lie, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad? Are you too tired recently? Xuan'er has already asked the kitchen to prepare dinner. Brother Lie will eat with Xuan'er, okay?" He Lianxuan put down the fabric in her hand.
, walked up to Feng Lenglie and gently held his hand.
"If I can't leave Xuan'er, I will go back to Jasmine Garden. I have already agreed to be silent." He withdrew his hand coldly, leaving no room for negotiation.
He Lianxuan bit her lower lip in grievance and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Brother Lie, Xuan'er really hasn't seen you for a long time. I just want to have a meal with you. Isn't that okay?"
If He Lianxuan had shown such an expression before, Feng Lenglie would have agreed to any of her conditions without hesitation, but now, he could not do it.
"Xuan'er, next time, Momo is still waiting for me to go back." Feng Lenglie ignored He Lianxuan's dissuasion, stood up, and walked out the door.
It's getting dark now, so I don't know if she has eaten or if the food is to her liking.
If it's not to her liking, she definitely won't let the kitchen redo it, so will she be hungry?
My heart was anxious, and my steps quickened.
He Lianxuan stared blankly at Feng Lenglie's hurried away figure. Could it be that in his heart, she really didn't even have a small place?
She sat on the chair in despair and reached out to touch her lower abdomen. It turned out that the seed she had worked so hard to steal was now of no use.
No, absolutely impossible. She didn't believe that Feng Lenglie would be so unfeeling to her. She knew Brother Lie, and since he came today, it meant that he still had feelings for her.
Then what she has to do is to seize this point, wait for the opportunity, give them a fatal blow, and let the dragon silently disappear forever.
While she was in a daze, a man in black quietly landed in her room.
Qingfeng hid in the distance, watching the man in black sneaking into He Lianxuan's house. He flew up to the roof and slowly approached under the cover of night.
Long Momo let Feng Yichen lie down on his bed, covered him with a quilt, and timidly stretched out her little hand to his forehead. With just a light touch, she immediately retracted it.
He really has a fever, and judging from his current state, he seems to be in a coma.
How could he be so sick?
Long's silent eyes fell on his exposed arms. There were traces of blood on his clothes.
She gently opened his clothes, and the ugly wounds on his arms were exposed in front of her eyes. She was so frightened that she immediately covered her pink lips with her hands.
How could this happen? There were more than a dozen wounds scattered on his arms. Some of them had festered because they were not treated properly.
Where did this injury come from? It doesn't look like it was injured by someone else.
She no longer cared about being afraid and shook him vigorously. She wanted to know what was going on.
Feng Yichen opened her eyes tiredly, looked at Long Momo's excited face, and said in confusion, "Momo, what's wrong?"
Long stared at him silently, 'You still ask me what's wrong? What's going on with you?'
She took his arm and pointed at the terrible wounds.
Feng Yichen stared at the wounds, a little distracted.
These wounds were made by him one after another.
When he heard the news about her accident, he went crazy. He wanted to settle accounts with Feng Lenglie. He didn't even have the ability to protect her and let her suffer such a terrible thing. He really wanted to kill her.
Got him.
It was the man in black who stood in front of him and refused to let him go no matter what, saying that he would not go unless he died.
He was so angry that he struck the black man three times in a row. Blood continued to flow from his mouth, but he still refused to let go.
Feng Yichen took a few steps back and suddenly laughed.
Although it is a laugh, it makes people want to cry.
After a while, he stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger and without hesitation slashed his arm hard. Blood immediately poured out, but he felt no pain at all.
It turns out that the real pain is not in his body, but in his heart. At this time, he can only use this extreme method to control his madness in wanting to see her.
"It's just a minor injury, you don't need to worry about it." Feng Yichen said easily, but Long Momo was angry.
"Don't you know that even a small injury can kill someone?" Long Momo turned around angrily, opened the door and ran out.
When he came back, he had a medicine box in his hand. When Feng Yichen saw her coming back, he looked at her with a smile. If he knew that she could personally give him the medicine, he should have made a few more incisions.
Long pursed his lips tightly, with tears in his eyes, cleaning his wounds, and breathing for him from time to time to relieve his pain.
