Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 584 Damn guy

Feng Chuqi nodded and asked An Qing to put her under a tree, and then said to him: "Qing, go to the neighborhood and see where this place is? Can you buy a carriage? I should go to Beijing. Let’s go to the Imperial Academy and see my brother and the others!”

She hasn't heard from her brothers for a long time, she misses them!

Especially after Zui left, she felt very lonely. Suddenly, she really wanted to have her relatives by her side.

Although the head of the Feng family is considered her relative, in comparison, she still feels closer to Feng Fei and others.

An Qing responded! Before leaving, he waved his hand and placed a protective barrier around her body. Otherwise, if Xie was in danger while he was away, it would be terrible!

Feng Chuqi was grateful for An Qing's thoughtfulness.

But what is left is pure lingering pain. She used to be so considerate when she was drunk! But from now on, she could no longer enjoy the tenderness of drunkenness!
  In front of her eyes, the scene of her acquaintance with Zui Chu suddenly flashed across her eyes. She turned her delicate hand and a jar of daughter's red appeared in her hand.

As soon as he opened it, the aroma of wine hit his nostrils, but Feng Chuqi's heart began to throb violently.

This wine was prepared by her early in the morning to prepare her for drunkenness.

But now it is a great irony for her, because he who loves to drink this wine is no longer there!

That damn guy had caused her to almost break her front teeth, and she hadn't even seriously settled the score with him yet! How could he just leave like that.

Her thoughts were a little frantic, and she took a big gulp of liquor. The spicy feeling filled her throat, and then the burning sensation reached her stomach. The uncomfortable feeling almost made her cry.

Yes, it was because the wine tasted too bad, that’s why she wanted to cry, that’s why she had the urge to shed tears. Didn't she cry because of the departure of that overbearing, rude and sometimes rogue guy?
  That guy is an asshole!

From now on, she should not think of him again, because every time she thinks of him, her heart will experience a suffocating pain, which makes her miserable. This is the feeling that life is worse than death, right?
  Maybe drunk! Maybe you don’t have to think about it anymore! Drunk! There should be no need to suffer so much and miss him so crazily!
  Feng Chuqi thought so and drank to drown her sorrows. She had also planned to do so when she first met him, but the stingy guy was reluctant to give her even a sip of wine.

It’s really annoying!

But she didn't expect that when this idea came up again, the object had changed. It was no longer for her fiancé in her previous life, but for the drunkard who looked like a beggar in the rain that night.

Things are so unpredictable! At that time, she wished she could stomp on the drunkard who almost caused her to lose her front teeth, but how long had it been? She actually fell in love with him, and she fell in love so crazily.

Yao remembers being betrayed. When her fiancé in her previous life betrayed her, her heart was hurt and painful, but it didn't hurt like this! It's almost like death.

Next, she didn’t know how long she drank and how much she drank.
  She just wanted to get drunk, preferably until she lost her memory.

In short, after losing Zui, she seemed to have lost her way forward. Feng Chuqi felt that her persistence since her reincarnation had turned into a joke.

She has been working hard, trying to become stronger and want to protect the people she wants to protect, but in the end she can't even protect her favorite drunk! Then why does she insist on practicing?
  The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, and the more she wanted to drink more wine to numb herself, so that she could forget the figure that made her miserable. But why are people so strange? The more they want to get drunk, the more sober their heads become. The more she wanted to forget, the more clearly she remembered it.

Because I’m drunk, drunk, still drunk! Why are you drunk! Still drunk! Could it be that she could never escape this word in this life?

Missing her whole heart, tormenting her so much that she could only hold the wine jar and drink heavily.

In the end, my body couldn't bear it anymore, and I finally passed out from drunkenness. The tears remaining in the corners of my eyes were so crystal clear that it was intoxicating.

Even the air is still filled with a strong sense of sadness that lingers for a long time.

When Feng Chuqi woke up again, her throat was dry and she had a splitting headache. An Qing was squatting in front of her, supporting her to drink water.

As soon as the cool water entered his throat, Feng Chuqi drank greedily, and then his confused thoughts gradually returned.

"I have only been away for a long time, and you are so drunk, why bother! You are just a man. Look at your potential, are you still the high-spirited Feng Chuqi I knew in the past?" Seeing Feng Chuqiyi Looking like a half-dead dog, An Qing spoke with great contempt! He still likes Feng Chuqi, who was shameless, energetic and capable of plotting against him when they first met.

But if you look at her current appearance, you will be drunk...

Ugh!
  "Have you bought the carriage? Have you found out where we are and how far we are from Kyoto?" Feng Chuqi felt bitter in her heart, but she didn't want to show too much in front of An Qing, so she had to change the subject.

Hearing this, An Qing's face stiffened, and he pointed his finger not far ahead with some reluctance.

Feng Chuqi was a little curious and looked in the direction of his finger involuntarily. Only then did she realize that there was an ox cart not far in front of her.

Ox...an ox cart?

Yes, she was not drunk and dazzled. Not far in front of her, there was not a carriage, but a real cow, an ox cart!

The corners of Feng Chuqi's mouth twitched fiercely, and her neck turned to An Qing with a stiff neck. She asked silently with startled eyes, did An Qing want to drive such an ox cart to send her to Beijing to go to school?
  Seeing Feng Chuqi's expression, An Qingjun blushed slightly and touched his head in embarrassment: "This seems to be in the Hongye Mountains. There is no one living nearby. It is impossible to buy a carriage to follow. But there are still a few days away from Kyoto, and we can't walk there, so I had to catch a low-level monster bison in the mountains, cut down some trees and make a cart, and you can make do with it, okay? "

Feng Chuqi's forehead was dripping with sweat. Could she say no?

The always aloof noble man had lowered his status and worked so hard to make a bullock cart for her. How could she not be ashamed of her face?

She has not forgotten An Qing's cold, handsome and arrogant demeanor when she first met him. After she told her the secret of not having a master, it was already very difficult for him to stay and take care of her!

"Hug me into the car! I think it's very soft on top, so it must be very comfortable." On the cattle cart, An Qing found some soft hay branches and leaves and spread it on a thick layer. Although it looked very simple, But for Feng Chuqi, who was now heartbroken, he didn't care at all.

(End of this chapter)