Long Feiyan looked at the woman in front of her and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"I didn't know that he was poisoned and fell into coma. Well, now I know."
Waving his hand with some disdain, Long Feiyan stood up.
"Mom." Feng Jiuer was overjoyed and stood up, "Mom means that you are not angry with dad anymore, right?"
"After everything is settled, let's go find dad together, okay?"
"Let's talk about it later." Long Feiyan responded coldly with a few words.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and took a handful of her sleeves.
"Mom, can I ask, is the person you like more Di Dingtian or my father?"
Long Feiyan looked disdainful and walked out.
"I don't like it either."
Even so, Feng Jiuer could still see the strangeness in her eyes.
She raised her eyebrows proudly and chased after him.
"Mom, you actually love my dad, don't you? Even after that accident, you still love him deeply, right?"
"No!" Long Feiyan did not stop and responded simply and neatly.
Feng Jiuer looked at her back and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"I knew you loved my father."
A woman's feelings are not so easy to hide.
Back then, my mother wanted to marry Di Dingtian wholeheartedly, but after the accident, she had no choice but to give up.
Maybe she didn't fall in love with her father at that time, but she must have fallen in love with him later.
If there is no love, there is no hate. Feng Jiuer has never been sure whether this is true or not, but it seems that she can realize it now.
Thinking of her silly father who occasionally laughed secretly, Feng Jiuer felt much better.
Even if the knot is tied somewhere, she still has to live bravely.
For the sake of her father and mother, and for the family they will meet again, she must work hard to live.
Long Feiyan continued to move forward without responding.
Feng Jiuer followed her and walked out of the thatched house.
Feng Jiuer's eyes widened when she saw the man wearing gray and black clothes approaching them.
"He..." She looked away and looked at Long Feiyan, "Mom, why is he here?"
As soon as Jian, whose legs were a bit clumsy, saw Feng Jiu'er, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Ask him." Long Feiyan came to a broken table covered with some herbs and stopped.
"Qingzhi said he rolled down the cliff, in the early morning of the second day after you fell off the cliff."
"Get down?" Feng Jiuer's eyes widened and she glanced at Jianyi again.
Jian Yi remained silent, looking at Feng Jiu'er quietly like a dullard.
"You're not in good health, and you still learn how to jump off a cliff. If Qingzhi hadn't saved him, would he be able to walk now?" Long Feiyan's voice continued to sound.
Speaking of Jianyi, Long Feiyan, who usually cherishes ink like gold, was verbose a lot.
Maybe it was because she was affected by what Feng Jiuer asked about just now, or maybe it was because she had some appreciation for Jianyi.
Feng Jiuer looked at her mother who was becoming more and more "cute" and took a few steps closer to Jianyi.
Jian Yi not only injured his legs, but also his whole body.
One cheek was scratched, and the tip of the perfect nose was also scarred. Fortunately, the entire nose was not destroyed.
His two palms were wrapped casually, and he was wearing clothes, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
Her eyes fell on his long legs that seemed to be in an unusual posture. Feng Jiuer bit her lip lightly and her nose was a little sore.
Could this guy know that he fell off the cliff and jump off without even thinking about it?
"What a fool!" Feng Jiuer murmured as she met Jian Yi's gaze again.
"This kind of man is worthy of marriage, please consider it." Long Feiyan's voice came over again.
Feng Jiuer looked back at her and said calmly: "My face is ruined. If you want to marry me, you marry me."
"She's not bad looking, but I don't want my face to be ruined." Long Feiyan responded softly.
Although rejected by the two mothers and daughters, Jian Yi still looked happy.
Looking back at Jian Yi's supposed handsome face, Feng Jiuer said it was impossible not to be angry.
If Qingzhi didn't arrive in time, would he really be dead?
This guy is always so stupid that it makes people feel bad.
"Let's go, I'll show it to you, but I won't be responsible if your face is really ruined."
"It doesn't matter." Jian Yi said softly, "Anyway, I have no intention of being separated from you in this life."
Feng Jiuer stared at him, not knowing how to refute for a moment.
Finally, she looked back at Long Feiyan and turned back.
"Jiuer." Jianyi shouted.
Feng Jiuer stopped and looked back, only to see Jianyi taking off the shabby robe beside him as he walked forward with some difficulty.
He came to Feng Jiuer's side and put his robe on her body.
"When I get better, I will never let anyone bully you again, I promise!"
Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and looked at the face next to her that was a head taller than hers, and pursed her lips slightly.
She has always known that Jian Yi is handsome and handsome. Although his face is scarred now, he is still quite handsome under the sun.
"Okay." She took a deep breath and nodded, "Then you have to get better quickly. I still have many, many, many things to do."
"From now on, no matter what I do, you will stand in front of me. You are handsome and it doesn't matter if your face is ruined. I don't want to be like you."
"Of course." Jianyi stretched out his palm and wanted to touch Feng Jiuer's head.
Feng Jiuer turned around and walked forward, leaving him behind.
Jian Yi curled his lips slightly and stepped forward.
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him suddenly turned around and almost ran into his arms.
Jian Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the woman hugging his waist, blinking his bright eyes.
Feng Jiuer pushed him gently. Although she was still holding him, it was obvious that her attention was not on Jian Yi.
Revealing her head next to Jianyi, Feng Jiuer looked at Long Feiyan, who was a few steps away.
"Mother." She called softly, and let go of Jianyi, appearing in front of Long Feiyan, "Mother, where did you put my inner coat?"
There are very important things for her there, otherwise she wouldn't sleep with them on her.
Now that Feng Jiuer thought about it, she was really a little scared. The accident happened so suddenly. Fortunately, she kept her things on her body at all times.
"Under the quilt." Long Feiyan responded calmly, "It's not lost. Let him check the situation first, otherwise it will be lame and there will be no use keeping it."
"Thank you." Feng Jiuer let go of Jian Yi and disappeared in front of him in an instant.
Jian Yi smiled lightly and followed him in.
Feng Jiuer took the two copied pictures from under the quilt and sat down at the table.
She had just laid out the seals on the table when Jian Yi walked in.
"Come and take a look." Feng Jiuer waved her hand.
The sword moved forward and came to her side.
"Sit down, you may have a broken foot, but don't worry, I'm here."
Feng Jiuer put the two copies of the imprints together with a happy expression.
"Jian Yi, look." He raised his eyes and glanced at Jian Yi, then immediately looked back, "The two pictures can really be put together, really!"
