Now it was Fuling's turn to be speechless: "I originally thought there was some other reason, but it turns out it's just superficial."
Feng Wu nodded matter-of-factly and asked, "Yes, isn't he good-looking?"
"It looks good." Poria couldn't refute this.
"Then our plan..."
"That's how it should be." Feng Wu hasn't thought about it that much yet. What was like before is what it is now.
Fu Ling looked at Feng Wu speechless, well, she was overthinking: "You are really heartless."
Feng Wu looked at Fuling with a confused look on his face: "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm just interested in him, not deeply in love. Besides, we've only known each other for a few days and don't know anything about each other. We
I live a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, how could I not be prepared at all? I am not someone who is willing to throw away my life just for sex."
Poria suddenly breathed a heavy sigh of relief: "It's best if you think so. Men, it's hard to find three-legged toads, but two-legged men are everywhere."
Feng Wu snorted heavily, filled with contempt.
Time passed quickly, and although Qin Yichuan briefly lost control in the next two days, he quickly recovered. Feng Wu stayed with him until he returned to normal.
However, there is an obvious change. Feng Wu can clearly feel that Qin Yichuan seems to be more dependent on him. He always follows her no matter what he does. In layman's terms, he is like a clingy kitten.
"I'm so angry." Xiaoqiu came back and swung the wooden stick in his hand, making a muffled sound in the air.
Qin Yi, who was washing the medicine jars at the side, was shocked. She was ashamed to say that there were three people in the yard, and her two sisters knew martial arts, but he was the only man who couldn't: "That's it, Sister Xiaoqiu."
"Is that so?" Feng Wu heard the commotion and walked out with a book, followed by Qin Yichuan, who had just recovered from a serious illness and looked a little pale.
Xiaoqiu watched Feng Wu come out and threw the stick aside: "Princess."
He glanced at Feng Wu cautiously, then lowered his eyelids, clenched his fists tightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm just not angry with them for talking nonsense."
Feng Wu was not curious at first, but looking at Xiao Qiu who had never been angry, he became a little curious: "What's the matter?"
Xiaoqiu originally wanted to open her mouth, but she glanced at Qin Yichuan behind Feng Wu with complicated eyes, pursed her lips, and did not open her mouth.
As soon as Feng Wu saw it, he knew it was related to Qin Yichuan, and immediately looked at him: "Looking like this, it should be related to you, but it is bad news. Do you want to hear it?"
Qin Yichuan had a smile in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, stepped forward to hold Feng Wu's hand, and said softly: "Madam, just listen, it doesn't matter to me."
"Okay, Xiaoqiu, tell me."
Xiaoqiu looked at the two people who were prepared for the beating, swallowed, and then told the gossip outside just now: "It's the servants of Prince Qin's house, let's talk about the prince's illness.
Like a demon from the hells of the ten directions, he even saw him sucking the boy's blood. He also said that the princess had a miserable life. She stayed with a devil every day and had his blood sucked by him. He also said that the princess was not going to die soon, even though he didn't see it with his own eyes.
Each and every one of them said something with a nose and an eye, and I think they spread it deliberately. If the princess hadn't given the order, those people would have died long ago."