Chapter 3 It’s Feng Lingche! It’s him who caused me to do this!
In the evening when the sky is full of glow.
The crimson cherry blossom petals fluttered lightly in the courtyard, falling on the girl's porcelain-white delicate face.
She was sleeping deeply, and her eyelashes as thick and long as crow feathers trembled, but she did not wake up from the tiny noise. Her long hair, as smooth as seaweed, was let down at this moment, scattered on her thin and shiny shoulders, and her whole figure looked like a sleeping girl.
The Little Mermaid.
The arms holding his knees hung loosely on the ground, and the delicate little box that was originally lying in his palm fell to his feet.
When Feng Lingche returned home, she happened to see this scene.
My heart speeds up for no reason.
He didn't know how she came in. He just felt that the moment he approached her, his hands that had been cold all year round suddenly felt a little warmer.
Feng Lingche lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the square, black velvet-covered small box, and he was about to pick it up.
The next second, his body suddenly trembled, as if several strands of ice entered his body, and a layer of frost quickly covered the surface of his skin.
Cold, bone-chilling cold.
Unlike before, the whole body seemed to be pierced by the cold wind, and the coldness spread rapidly along the limbs and bones towards the heart.
His hands gradually became numb, and his body gradually became stiff...
Will you die this time?
Feng Lingche had a sarcastic smile on his face.
It seems that death is just a boring game for him.
Suddenly, someone held his hand.
A warm, long-lost heat enters the body, like rain falling on a long-drought desert, and all the pain dissipates in the wind.
Feng Lingche's back stiffened, and his gaze fell into a pair of quiet eyes.
"Found you."
She said.
The little girl's hands were so warm that they seemed to have no bones.
The warm breath warms the delicious cherry blossom fragrance on your body, gradually dissipating the coldness that penetrates your blood.
It's like a person who fell into an ice cellar and suddenly soaked in a hot spring, feeling indescribably comfortable all over his body.
Feng Lingche was just about to ask her why she appeared here, when her vision went dark and she didn't know anything anymore.
……
Maybe it’s because Feng Lingche is healing his wounds.
I slept for a particularly long time, and when I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Wen Yang stretched half of his waist and suddenly stopped in mid-air, his eyebrows stained with joy little by little.
She just sensed that the meridians in her body that had been burned by Yang Fire were slowly repairing after absorbing the cold air and forcing out a mouthful of poisonous blood yesterday!
Although it has little effect, it is definitely a good sign for Wen Yang who has tried countless methods for more than ten years but has been unable to do anything!
Thinking of this, Wen Yang got up and decided to go to Rose Manor to talk to him about marriage with the gifts he had prepared in advance.
But when I touched the bag, I suddenly found that the ring box was missing!
Wen Yang's face darkened slightly, that was a protective ring she specially prepared for him, and it cost half of her savings!!
She quickly calculated with her fingers and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the gift was not lost and even reached the person's hands ahead of time.
After washing, Wen Yang came to Rose Manor again.
Yesterday, when the security guard saw the 'Living Buddha' visiting, he immediately walked up to her and greeted her warmly, "Little miracle doctor, are you here to see Mr. Feng?"
Wen Yang nodded.
After rescuing the old man yesterday, she originally wanted to wait until dark before sneaking in here, but the security guard saw that she wanted to go in, so he enthusiastically showed her around.
It was also then that she learned that the grandson who had no feeling in his leg that the old man mentioned was the person she had been looking for, Feng Lingche.
"Oh, but you're late. Mr. Feng just went out 20 minutes ago." The security guard said with regret, "How about I accompany you for a while?"
Wen Yang shook his head and declined, "No, I can just walk around by myself."
Under the hot gaze of the security guard, she turned around gracefully, but her expression was not calm.
Will he agree?
Wen Yang pursed her lips, her heart suddenly pounding.
The master in her previous life had told her more than once that men and women can only have sex if they are married.
But when she was absorbing the cold air from Feng Lingche yesterday, she unexpectedly discovered that both of them were poisoned by a strange poison called the Yin-Yang Ice-Fire Curse.
The strange thing about this poison is that once two people have physical contact, they must practice double cultivation at a specific time in the future to avoid death due to bursting of meridians.
However, there is no detailed record in the book as to how long it will take to persist.
Therefore, even if it is not to improve her cultivation, but simply to survive, she must stay by Feng Lingche's side and become his wife.
Wen Yang sighed, and just as she was silently complaining in her heart about which love brain developed the poison-breaking medicine, the sky suddenly turned dark.
Thick clouds were stacked densely together, and an inexplicable wind was mixed with a wisp of extremely unstable resentment.
The corners of Wen Yang's lips were slightly raised, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.
An unknown brat actually dared to plot against her.
She stopped, pointed at a flower bed in the southwest corner, and said calmly, "Are you going to come out on your own, or shall I beat you out?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong Master! I came out on my own."
After saying this, a female ghost wearing a red dress appeared beside the flower bed.
A long skirt was covered in mud, dirt kept falling out of her ears and nostrils, her face was swollen and cyanotic, and as she spoke, black blood could be seen on her gums.
Wen Yang saw through the cause of her death at a glance and buried her alive.
In fact, she had seen this female ghost once yesterday, and she also knew that it was afraid of the surging spiritual energy in her body, so it always kept a safe distance and did not dare to get too far forward.
But when she passed through the villa area and came to the real Rose Manor under the mountains, she found that the female ghost didn't even dare to follow!
It wasn't until he saw Feng Lingche that Wen Yang understood that as the head of the Feng family, he had purple eyebrows, a golden halo on his head, and a dragon-like look on his face, which meant he was either rich or noble.
There must be someone in our ancestors who has perfected his merits and ascended to heaven to become a god. Only then will his descendants receive this blessing and continue to be the richest man in the imperial capital to this day.
With such a powerful destiny, even evil cultivators will be affected by it, let alone an ordinary-level ghost like it.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Wen Yang retracted his thoughts and glanced at the female ghost.
"You can indeed see me!" The female ghost seemed to have caught some hope and was about to step forward when a gust of breeze blew by and suddenly stopped it in place.
"Just stand there and say it, any closer will hurt your soul."
Wen Yang stared at it for a while and then said quietly, "Since it's suicide, why should you resent others?"
Just now, she saw the last scene of the female ghost before her death through her eyes.
After taking sleeping pills, he spent a large sum of money to bribe two poor people who had just come from other places to work, and then buried himself alive and suffocated to death.
"No! I don't want to commit suicide!!" The female ghost suddenly shouted hysterically!
Mentioning the sad past, two lines of blood and tears shed from the corners of its eyes, and its nails suddenly grew with resentment, "I was forced by these rich people! It was Feng Lingche! He was the one who caused me to be like this!!"