Meng Liao had no choice but to endure it. It was indeed not the right time to argue. These people had to leave as soon as possible. Feng Qinghan could not maintain this situation for too long.
"Father, you'd better go back and rest quickly. Don't be tired. If you get sick, your son will feel sorry for you." Feng Qinghan continued to play the family card. The emperor knew that he was of no use here, so he could only go back.
Bring all the people over.
Before leaving, Feng Churui stepped forward, held Feng Qinghan's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Ninth brother, take good care of your injuries!"
"Okay, thank you, third brother." Feng Qinghan's tone was very calm, with a smile on her lips.
But Feng Churui didn't dare to look directly at this smile.
"Ninth brother, we are all here, don't be sad, just tell your brothers if you need anything, okay?" Feng Ze said to Feng Qinghan before leaving.
Feng Qinghan nodded under their gazes. When they all left, Wei Nuan and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Meng Liao quickly took off Feng Qinghan's white silk belt, "Once again, this bloody face is really ugly."
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"It's okay, I can't see." Feng Qinghan was still in the mood to joke.
"Okay, when you can see it, I will do it for you again, so that you can see for yourself how bloody your face is." Meng Liao tricked her.
Wei Nuan wiped off the blood stains with a towel again. This time, she was really helpless, but it finally stopped. From now on, Feng Qinghan can wear a white silk belt, and no one will doubt it.
"Starting from tomorrow, you must always pay attention to the changes in front of you. If you can feel the light, tell me. Let's take it step by step. There is still plenty of time." Meng Liao tied the ribbon on Feng Qinghan again.
It's hard to say how long it takes to see things. We can only look at Feng Qinghan's own eyes. Feng Qinghan has good internal energy and can help him. He also has taken a lot of supplements recently, many of which are good for the eyes.
Yes, it is more or less useful. The specific duration depends on Feng Qinghan's destiny.
Meng Liao stretched out and said, "I'm going to bed, you can do whatever you want."
Wei Nuan closed the door, returned to the bed and looked at Feng Qinghan, who was tied with a white silk ribbon. She felt very emotional, as if she were an immortal in the world, covering her eyes but not her heart.
"Are you tired?"
"I've been resting recently, and I'm quite energetic now." Feng Qinghan shook his head.
He has had enough rest in the past two days, and Meng Liao made up for him.
"Then let me tell you what happened recently." She had not had the chance to talk to him these days. Now that things have stabilized, she can talk to him.
She told Feng Qinghan about her contact with Jun Li and Jun Li's contact with Nangong Yan. Feng Qinghan became very upset when he heard that Jun Li had discovered that Ye Fei was a woman, "I really underestimate him.
"When I said this, my tone was particularly awkward.
Seeing him like this, Wei Nuan could only feel embarrassed secretly.
"He is indeed not simple. I think he is stronger than Feng Churui, but they have different methods. I don't know who can win."
"Who asked you to kill him in this way?" He continued to be awkward.
Um, isn’t that what you asked for? I’m not doing this just to satisfy you!
"If you weren't so weak, I could try another way. If you put on women's clothes, you might be able to get him to pay a higher price." Wei Nuan curled her lips.