Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 39
"What happened to that trash?"

"Fortunately, there is no fear of life!"

"Hanging her life, she can't die at this time!"

"Yes!"

"Second Master, if that woman Situ Yan knows that we treat her daughter like this, I'm afraid she won't let it go."

"Hmph! Situ Yan can't protect herself, so how can she vent her anger for this idiot?" The speaker seemed to be in a good mood, and there was unconcealable joy in his gloomy and hoarse voice.But hearing Yun Chuxi's ears, it was so disgusting that one couldn't help but want to slap him.

"Then... Patriarch, how should the old slave reply?"

"Father, I'll tell you, you don't need to worry!" After a pause, the man said disdainfully, "If it wasn't for the consideration of the royal family, her poor life would have been gone long ago."

The sound gradually disappeared, and the surroundings returned to silence.

Yun Chuxi wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were extremely heavy, her consciousness was extremely clear, but her body was out of control.

Drowsiness hit, and fell asleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, someone came to her side and gently wiped her wound with a handkerchief.The sudden pain made her frown.

"What do you want me to say about you? You obviously don't have any skills, but you are still restless." The voice was familiar, but I couldn't remember it in a daze.

The moonlight shines through the bars, and sprinkles deep and shallow on the girl's face. Her delicate and fair face is mixed with blood and stains.At this moment, she was lying quietly, like a delicate ceramic doll in the cabinet, so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.

Zhao Fengyang looked at the sleeping woman, his cold eyes held a tenderness that even he hadn't noticed, he slowly stretched out his hand and stroked her lips, but the moment he just touched her, he retracted like an electric shock.

There was silence, just when Yun Chuxi thought the man had left.

A deep voice sounded, with helplessness in his tone, he sighed quietly: "Your mother is not in Luoye City, who else can protect you now? Who else can protect you?"

If Yun Chuxi was awake, she must have nodded in agreement.In this strange world, except for the unmasked mother, in the eyes of others, she is just a dispensable waste, and no one cares whether she lives or dies.

But she can't die, she still has a son, he is waiting for her.Her son is only less than three years old, don't look at him as a stinky fart.When she was not by his side, he would also be afraid and cry.

When she was thinking wildly, the man suddenly lifted her up, her head rested on his chest, her ears were pressed against his chest, and she faintly heard her heart beating.She is rarely so close to a man, subconsciously she is resistant.

Seeing her frowning, Zhao Fengyang thought that he had touched her wound, and he blamed himself and felt distressed: "Don't be afraid! Take the medicine from Your Majesty, and you will be fine."

Your Majesty?Yuan Festival!
The chaotic head flashed like a thunder, and the chaotic consciousness suddenly disappeared.

Yun Chuxi's eyelids trembled, a little creepy.

Because she finally remembered that the voice was...it was Zhao Fengyang.

Why is he here?

How can you be so gentle?
If he saw her in a state of distress at the moment, he should have put his hands on his chest, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a sneering arc, and his voice was neither salty nor weak: "Yun Chuxi, you also have today!"

That's not the point, the point is what did he feed her, and why did it taste so weird?

However, before she could ask a question, the warm embrace suddenly disappeared, the sound of messy footsteps outside the door, and the locked cell door was kicked open with a bang.

(End of this chapter)