Feng Jiuer finally realized deeply that you can't offend anyone who takes care of you.
No, did the mute slave become so angry tonight that even taking a bath became particularly troublesome?
She has never tried taking a shower at home, but she has to go get hot water and come back. It seems to be even more difficult than her days at the academy.
In the college, there is a place similar to a bathhouse. Hot water is supplied at any time, which is very convenient.
But here, ah ah ah... because the mute slave was angry with her, she didn't even prepare hot water for her, so she had to heat it herself.
She had to make a fire, fetch water, boil it, bring it back to the room, add cold water... After a lot of work, by the time she fell on the bed after taking a bath, it was probably midnight.
Exhausted, exhausted, in short, almost dead.
Lying on the bed, Feng Jiuer secretly swore that she would never make the mute slave angry again, definitely not again!
There was wind seeping in from the window, and the person on the bed fell asleep quickly.
I don’t know when, there was a slender figure in the room.
He walked to the bed, his steps clear and steady, yet silent.
A few strands of hair fell down inadvertently and were gently blown up by the evening breeze. A face full of scars, but on a night like this, had a different kind of beauty.
But his expression was not good. He was holding a wooden box in his hand and his eyes fell on Feng Jiuer's face.
She slept peacefully and deeply. She didn't know if it was because she was used to his breath, but she didn't feel the slightest bit on guard.
She was sleeping so soundly and was not alert at all. Even after he came to the bedside and stared down at her for a while, she still didn't react at all.
If it hadn't been for him, would she have been more vigilant? She probably wasn't such a relaxed person recently.
The face of the person on the bed, illuminated by the indifferent moonlight, looked indescribably beautiful.
She regained her true appearance and didn't mention why to him when she came back, and he didn't ask.
Of course, as a mute, there are many things that cannot be asked out loud.
But she can communicate with him, and she has become accustomed to it after so many years.
He just stood by the bed, staring at her face quietly for a long, long time.
It wasn't until another gust of night breeze seeped in, and the girl without a quilt on the bed shrank slightly, turned over and continued to fall asleep, that he woke up from being immersed in her breath.
He raised his big hand, and the wooden box in his hand gave off a strange light in the moonlight.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold look passed through his eyes.
The five fingers tightened, and the coldness in the body became heavier and heavier. Finally, with a slight lift of the slender fingers, the wooden box opened with a sound, and the black bugs inside squirmed with their limp bodies, and the black and purple color became more and more intense...
In the darkness, Feng Jiuer frowned.
The presence around her became stronger and heavier. I didn't know who it was, but it seemed that it was leaning over to look at her.
The breath on his body was very cold, as if he had finally come out of an ice cellar after being in it for a long, long time.
It's so cold that it makes people's hair stand on end and makes them tremble with fear.
He was still approaching, and his hand seemed to fall on her body. The breath was clearly familiar, but also had an indescribable strangeness.
"...Who!" Suddenly, Feng Jiuer opened her eyes and pushed out with a palm.
That palm was like hitting the vast ocean. The opponent's skill was unfathomable. Her palm with at least three successes had no effect on her.
I'm afraid that even if I use 100% of my skills, I am still no match for her.
However, after the palm was released, Feng Jiuer's eyes lit up and she recognized the other party.
"Xuegu?" Why is she here?
Feng Jiuer sat up and found that there was an extra quilt on her body for no reason.
I clearly remember last night that I fell on the bed extremely tired. The quilt was collected by the previous mute slave and stored in the cabinet. She was so tired that she didn't even take the quilt out.
I felt quite cold at night, but then I felt warmer. Unexpectedly, when I woke up, I found that the quilt was actually on me.
"Xuegu, when did you come?" She rubbed her eyes.
Xue Gu walked to a chair nearby and sat down, but she didn't light the candle. Anyway, in the dark night, she could see everything around her clearly.
What's more, with the moonlight seeping in outside the window, everything in the room is actually bright.
"Just got here." She said, her voice was still a little hoarse, but she could tell that she was full of dust.
Sure enough, he had just arrived, no wonder he smelled of dust all over his body.
Feng Jiuer breathed out, Aunt Xue had just arrived, so who covered her with this quilt? Could it be that the mute slave had been here?
No wonder she seemed to feel the breath of the mute slave in her dream. The guy was obviously still angry, but he still couldn't feel relieved and came to cover her with a quilt.
You know the mute slave has always been so kind to her!
Looking at the outline of the facial features on Xue Gu's face, although she couldn't see clearly, her breath was still somewhat familiar, even if she had only seen her once.
"What happened on Snow Lotus Mountain? Why are there a group of guards going up to inspect? They want to check you?"
When she went up, Xue Gu was no longer there. When she came down and saw the group of guards, she wasn't too worried. They were no match for Xue Gu.
There are two snow lotus beasts on the mountain. Just these two snow lotus beasts would be enough to choke them if they encountered them.
What's more, it seems that the guards didn't find Xue Gu, but they didn't know their purpose of going up.
Xue Gu looked at her lightly and said nothing.
Feng Jiuer thought for a moment, then her face changed slightly, and she quickly explained: "I definitely didn't leak the news. I can swear to God, it's true. You have to believe me."
"You girl, you still want to come to me to practice your mental skills, but you don't want to betray me at this time." Xue Gu snorted.
Feng Jiuer suddenly beamed and said with a smile: "Aunt Xue, you really know me best, hehe."
How could she reveal her whereabouts when she still hasn't finished learning such good martial arts skills?
However, even after finishing her studies, she will not betray her! Is she, Feng Jiuer, such a person? She absolutely has a conscience, okay?
"However, Xue Gu, we can no longer live in that place. What do you plan to do..."
"Live here." Xue Gu said firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Okay, actually I think it's pretty good here." This place is basically equivalent to an abandoned corner in Feng Mansion.
Although her grandfather was not bad to her, he did not care about the affairs of the government. If she went to him to complain that the place where she lived was too bad, he would definitely take care of it.
But if no one makes trouble, grandpa probably won't notice such small details.
Feng Mansion is too big. Grandpa not only has one son, Father Jiuer, but Grandpa has three sons.
Feng Junzhuo's family just took advantage of the direct descendants. In fact, Feng Junzhuo was the one with the worst official career among the three brothers.
