Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 141 Missing
When night fell, the lights came on.

After taking a bath, Feng Nuanyang looked at the obviously bruised wound, and suddenly the pain was overwhelming, and he couldn't touch it lightly, let alone take medicine.

It would be great if Qianjue was there, Feng Nuanyang felt aggrieved when he thought about it, he threw himself on the bed, took out the dagger and rubbed it carefully.

Suddenly the door creaked, and Yujin came in with a basin, "Miss, let me give you medicine."

In the past, these things were all arranged by Ming Qianjue, he was capable of serving her comfortably, but now that he is gone, Feng Nuanyang also knew that he could not be squeamish, so he nodded.

Yujin first applied a towel on the wound lightly, always paying attention to the facial expression of the master, seeing her twitching the corners of her mouth, and then pursing it tightly, she worriedly asked: "Did it hurt you?"

Feng Nuanyang pursed her lips and shook her head, in fact, it hurt a little, much better than doing it herself, but she missed Qianjue, the man who left without looking back.

"Miss, now that Mr. Ming is gone, you have to be more careful," Yujin sighed softly, put the towel aside, took out the medicine bottle, unplugged it, and then applied the white ointment to the wound gently Pushing and holding: "We still don't want to go out in the future." Although there are a lot of delicious food and fun outside, but the young lady's restless temper, I am afraid that she will always come back from injury, and she can't bear to be scared.

Feng Nuanyang looked at the empty room. A few days after he left, the breath here also faded, and he didn't even write a letter back. Maybe he was planning to get rid of her trouble: "No, he's not here, I want more Eat well, sleep well!" She still has most of her life, so if he really doesn't come back, she will stay in this cold Yunshang Pavilion all the time.

"Miss!" Yu Jin was dissatisfied, and pressed it with his hands.

Suddenly a dull pain hit, Feng Nuanyang took a deep breath, tears filled his eyes, and said pitifully: "Take it easy, I hurt..."

Yu Jin quickly withdrew his hand, a little at a loss, "Miss, I didn't mean it."

Feng Nuanyang waved his hands, endured the pain, smiled, and comforted him: "I'm fine!" She was the one who was reckless, the doctor told me not to do strenuous exercise, and she dragged this girl and ran wildly on the street, If her waist hadn't been stretched, it is estimated that there would be nothing wrong with the Second King today.

After taking the good medicine, Feng Nuanyang blew out the candle very early, and her mind unconsciously recalled the sweet time when Ming Qianjue was still there.

The dagger in her hand glowed dimly in the dark night, and that thick feeling gave her at least one place to be satisfied. Three months, only three months, will soon pass, and he will be able to keep guarding in the future. She's here!
Thinking of this, she felt tired and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the Furong Garden, Qin Shuwan compared the best clothes to his body, and tried them on one by one with the head and jewelry, his eyes full of charm.

Qian Xianglan walked in, waved the maid back, looked at the gorgeously dressed daughter, felt a little uncomfortable, frowned and said, "Wan'er, are you still dating those scholars?"

Qin Shuwan nodded proudly, "Auntie, they all praised me for being beautiful." She was originally a young lady of the Hou Mansion, and she was supposed to stay in her boudoir until she got married, but thanks to Feng Nuanyang, without Su Yixuan as a backup, she You have to plan well for yourself.

"Wan'er, break up with them as soon as possible. You are a girl who runs out all day. How can you be decent?" Qian Xianglan's face became unhappy. She heard the gossip and really wanted to get into the hole. Su Yixuan was together, but he didn't approve of her spoiling herself like this.

(End of this chapter)