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Chapter 10 Don’t worry, his leg can still be cured.

 She is the biological mother of the resentful baby in her next life.

Originally, it would fall into the Avici Hell and suffer ten years of torture for causing this evil. Wen Yang remembered that its life was not over yet, but its good intentions still existed, so she decided to help it pay off part of its karma and help it reincarnate smoothly.

But even so, it will still have to taste the bitterness for ten years in the next life before it will affect future generations.

……

When Wen Yang bought the incense and returned to the car, more than 20 minutes had passed.

Feng Lingche didn't ask her why it took her so long, and directly motioned to the driver to drive.

But Wen Yang opened his palms, came close to him, and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time. This is specially prepared for you. It can save your life in times of crisis."

Feng Lingche's eyes were indifferent and he looked at the yellow talisman in her hand. Then he took out a small black velvet box from his pocket and threw it over, "Do you treat this place as a recycling bin? I want to give away all the messy things."

."

Wen Yang lowered her long eyelashes, and the velvet ring box lingered in her arms with a hint of coldness. Although it was not as pure as Feng Lingche's body, it was enough for her to repair the meridians that had been damaged again after receiving retribution for the evil spirits.

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She opened the box, and the Manzhushahua ring with the same mark on her body in the center shone brightly in the sun.

Manzhu Shahua, also known as the flower of the other shore, is a coquettish poison that blooms on the road to the underworld.

The red petals are set off by the delicate green branches, which are magical and fire-like, shockingly beautiful, and have an ominous meaning of death and separation.

But the flower language spread among the people is that the other shore flower symbolizes beauty and purity.

Wen Yang took off the red rope that had followed her for two lives from her neck, put the ring and talisman on it, and told Feng Lingche solemnly, "Mr. Feng, you have cold poison in your body. This ring has been injected with my spirit."

The power can be used to absorb the cold air in your body. Promise me, you must carry it with you at all times. It is best not to take it off when taking a shower."

After saying that, she leaned closer to Feng Lingche and put it on for him herself.

The warm breath penetrated Feng Lingche's body through the thin fabric. Astonishment flashed in his eyes. At this time, the distance between the two of them was only a few meters away. Her delicate and tranquil face came into his sight, and the intoxicating floral fragrance came into his sight.

Smelling a touch of sandalwood, Feng Lingche's stiff body suddenly warmed up.

His Adam's apple rolled a few times, and his heart trembled. His cold hands suddenly covered her waist, and he pressed her hard on her chest, his pupils were unfathomable.

"Are you really sure you want to marry me?"

Wen Yang paused with his hands, his eyes were like mist, but there was no emotion, "Yes."

Apart from this, she couldn't find any other way to save the two of them from death.

Feng Lingche closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear.

He let go of Wen Yang and whispered softly, "We're here."

Wen Yang was stunned for a few seconds, then looked up and understood what he meant.

What you see is a luxurious villa, even more majestic and graceful than Rose Manor.

An old man with gray hair and a small floral waistcoat sat in a custom-made rocking chair. He had watermelon juice in his left hand and a smart tablet in his right hand. He had been waiting for an unknown amount of time.

Behind him, stood a row of servants in uniforms and Ultraman hoods. The overall style looked strange and funny.

Wen Yang paused slightly as he got out of the car.

Her eyesight was amazing, and she naturally recognized the old man as the person she saved that day, but what the hell was standing behind her??

Suddenly, the old man stood up like a carp, took off his sunglasses (worn purely for holding cups), took out the magic light stick from the flower waistcoat, raised it high towards the sun, and shouted, "Let's go BGM!"
There was a shocking sound of the sword being unsheathed, and a dozen speakers hidden in the green plants were heard at the same time, "Just like the sun breaks through the night, the dawn quietly crosses the horizon, and someone's figure shuttles between reincarnations~~~"<

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Wen Yang: "???"

The exciting music continued, and the car door closest to Wen Yang suddenly opened, and a servant said to her respectfully and seriously, "Miss Wen, do you believe in light?"

Wen Yang: "..."

She stiffened her back and got out of the car while holding up her skirt.

Suddenly I remembered something and turned around to look at Feng Lingche.

I saw a young man with a handsome appearance calling Buddha and trotting over with a wheelchair. He also very considerately helped Feng Lingche sit in the wheelchair. (In fact, Buddha could easily support him with his arms, but Jiang

I resigned for the year-end bonus and tried every means to please him~)

Seeing this, Wen Yang felt relieved and walked towards the old man.

At this moment, the corners of the old man's mouth were about to crack to the base of his ears. Seeing Wen Yang wearing a mermaid dress, he was so shocked that his brain stopped, and it took him a long time to say "good".

Wen Yang held the old man's hand and chuckled, "I didn't expect to see you here."

The old man's hands were trembling, and he suppressed his excitement and answered, "Yes, yes, what a coincidence!"

Feng Lingche, who happened to be in front of the two of them: "..."

Raise your eyebrows slightly, what a coincidence?

The old man was afraid that he would tell the truth, so he hurriedly covered Feng Lingche's mouth and smiled kindly, "Of course! Right, my precious grandson?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ci, who had just chased him, didn't understand the situation and answered stupidly, "Isn't that true? In order to meet my little benefactor, the old man almost asked Buddha to buy the entire imperial capital and asked from door to door~"
Everyone: "..."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Jiang Ci realized that he seemed to have said something wrong. He suddenly raised his arms, clapped his hands, turned and walked towards the door, "...Makabaka, Akhawaka, Mikamaka, um~

~"

When he reached a deserted place, he stopped and covered his face: Wu Wu Wu... His year-end bonus seems to be gone.

……

The old man was chatting with Wen Yang the whole time.

From talking about his illness to how he met Mrs. Feng back then, to how kind Mrs. Feng was to him, how outstanding the Feng family men were, how happy he was to marry, etc.

Suddenly thinking of the purpose of asking Wen Yang to come this time, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stood up and was about to kneel in front of Wen Yang.

Wen Yang, with quick eyes and quick hands, hurriedly supported the person, "What are you doing? Aren't you trying to hurt me?"

The old man wiped away his tears and had inexplicable trust in Wen Yang, who he really liked. He poured out all his heartfelt words, "But my unfilial son has ignored Xiao Che since his daughter-in-law left.

Although the position of head of the family has been passed to him, there are so many pairs of eyes in the Feng family, and they are not willing to let a sick man who cannot walk inherit the family business.

But old man, I know nothing about business, so I can’t help you at all!

Little benefactor, it was wrong of me to let Xiao Che find you rashly, but I can see that you have superb medical skills and a pure heart. Please help my precious grandson to heal his body, no matter what the cost.

, I am willing to bear it, old man..."

In fact, there is no need for the old man to say it, Wen Yang also saw something through Feng Lingche's face.

It was not because he was weak that his body was cold and his legs were weak.

So he helped the old man up and promised him, "Don't worry, his legs can still be cured."


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