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Chapter 870 Deterrence Technique (1)

Feng Naifu nodded helplessly, and said: "When others treat you well, you just keep going, why do you always have to know why?

What's more, it's just a matter of lifting my hands to give you one or two pointers. "

From Fengtian Hall to Tianxuan Hall, the round trip is at least eight thousand miles. Feng Naifu comes here every three days on average. Every time she gives Wanyan some guidance, she can instantly enlighten Wanyan. Obviously, she has studied Wanyan herself. situation, come prepared.

This is too much effort.

Wanyan thought this way in her heart, but she still said respectfully: "You don't get rewarded for no merits. Xuan has never been helped to Fengzun's place, but he has received Fengzun's favor repeatedly. He is really scared and ashamed of receiving it."

Feng Naifu's smile was a bit bitter, and suddenly asked inexplicably: "Jing Shijialan is kind to you, do you also feel panic?"

Wanyan frowned slightly, she really didn't understand why Feng Zun's thoughts always made her jump out of control.

Before Wanyan can reply, Feng Nagifu has already said:
"Anyway, I'll still come. If you don't want me to teach, just put it bluntly, I'm not so good at being a teacher."

Wanyan hesitated for a moment, but still clasped her fists together, and said respectfully: "Feng Zun enlightened me, Xuan is very honored!"

So spineless!So spineless!
Wanyan howled in her heart.

He clearly knew that Feng Zun would never waste time in vain, she must have plotted something in such a behavior, and she will be asked to pay it back sooner or later!
And that day when the government was in charge of the catastrophe, the Feng Clan supported by Feng Nagi also participated.

Therefore, Feng Naifu, like Jing Shijialan, has a bloody hatred for Wanyan. Wanyan is afraid of him and resents him. She has long vowed in her heart that she must get back the hatred of that day. Before that, she wished she could stay away from him.

But Feng Naifu's advice is really crucial, often a single word will open up Wanyan's crux, making Wanyan's practice more effective.

So knowing that things are not that simple, Wanyan is still really reluctant to part with Feng Naifu's teaching.

It's too spineless to worship an enemy as a teacher...

Wanyan scolded herself in her heart.

Hating him, yet reluctant to push him away, this is obviously exactly what Feng Naifu wanted.

Feng Nai smiled with satisfaction, and said softly: "Go back quickly, I can sleep for a while."

Wanyan saluted neither humble nor overbearing, and went into the hall.

Just when Wanyan was walking into the hall, Feng Nagifu looked at her back with a smile in his eyes, but suddenly froze, and his face became heavy in an instant.

He saw that there was a thick bandage wrapped around Wanyan's hind feet.

The bandage was already soaked in blood, revealing bloodstains.

"Miss Xuan!"

Feng Nagifu suddenly called out.

Wanyan turned her head, "What orders does Feng Zun have?"

Honagi glanced at her ankles, with a confused look on her face, and said:

"You, it's time to change the bandage."

Wanyan heard that such a person who was good at hiding showed a bit of nervousness, subconsciously pushed her feet back a few steps, and forced a smile:

"Thank you Feng Zun, Xuan will change it now."

After finishing speaking, Wanyan turned around and walked away quickly.

Behind her, Feng Nagi stood in a state of silence for a moment, then suddenly smiled again.

What a madman, he doesn't care about anything.

Feng Nagi's eyes were smiling.

It's not too coincidental that my favorite, is Mad Men.

. . .

After going back, Wanyan lay down for less than an hour, then got up again.

As soon as Yan Han opened her eyes, she saw Wan Yan was already sitting at the table, reading a book engrossed.

Yan Han hurriedly got up to wash up, and apologized to Wanyan repeatedly:
"Second Miss forgives the sin, it's because of the servant girl's fault, so sleepy, she wakes up later than Second Miss."

Wanyan raised her head when she heard the words, and said with a smile:
"Oh, I deliberately lowered my voice so as not to wake you up.

Anyway, there is nothing to do now, what are you doing up so early? "

Yan Han has already started to make tea neatly, saying:
"Second Miss woke up, there is always a place for servants to serve."

Yan Han turned her head to look at Wanyan's book case, and saw that it was full of medical books and medicine books, so she said strangely:

"Why did Second Miss suddenly become interested in medical science?"

Wanyan closed the book in her hand, changed another one, and then said with a smile:
"It's not that the second brother is no longer around. I have to know something to be safe."

Yan Han didn't feel anything strange, and said with a smile: "Second Miss said that too."

After finishing speaking, Yan Han had already brought Wanyan a cup of tea, and went to prepare a soup bath for Wanyan.

Beside the bathtub, Yan Han was about to help Wan Yan change her clothes, when she heard Wan Yan say:

"Yanhan, I didn't eat much in the morning, so I'm going to be a little hungry all of a sudden.

Go and help me make a bowl of porridge and two side dishes. "

"Okay!" Yan Han replied, "I'll take the bath for the second lady first, and then I'll do it right away."

Wanyan took her belt from Yanhan's hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you go, I can do it myself."

As she said that, Wanyan pouted her lips, and said coquettishly: "I'm really hungry, listen to my stomach singing."

Seeing Wanyan's insistence, Yan Han said: "That's all right, the maidservant is going to prepare meals for the second young lady first."

After finishing speaking, Yan Han trotted to the kitchen.

Wanyan's smile gradually faded, and she sighed softly, leaning over to untie the bandages hidden under her clothes one after another.

When Wanyan's clothes and bandages fell to the ground, she saw scratches on Wanyan's back, on the pulse of her arms, on her knees, and on her ankles.

With so many bloody wounds, if I really soaked them in the bathtub, I'm afraid the blood would be drained dry.

Wanyan wet the towel in the bathtub, and began to wipe her body carefully, but it was very difficult to wipe because of the scars all over her body.

Some of these wounds were new, and some looked a little older, but due to the severity of the wounds, almost every wound was still bleeding more or less after leaving the bandages.

Soon, Wanyan was barefoot, standing in a pool of blood.

Wan Yanzai looked at her wound carefully, her expression was numb and indifferent, like a scarred doll, what flowed out was not blood, but cotton wool.

why not...

Where the hell are you.

Wanyan looked at the bathtub in front of her, and suddenly put her head in it, completely submerging her face in the water.

Wanyan held her breath, a look of pain soon appeared on her underwater face.

Suffocation is really a painful feeling.

The process of dying is far more devastating than death itself.

Wanyan buried her face deeper and deeper, feeling the suffocation thoroughly.

The pain of suffocation, maybe it can be barely done.

Wash away those people, a lifetime of filth, brutality and cruelty.

. . .

In the days when Jing Shijialan was not around, Wanyan lived extraordinarily peacefully.

Every day is reading during the day and practicing exercises at night.

Feng Nagifu still came to see Wanyan every four or five days and give Wanyan some guidance.

Jing Shijialan obviously had a good life, with his gentle and lovely side concubine, he visited famous mountains and great rivers, and visited great rivers and mountains.

(End of this chapter)