Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 961 It was Rong Leng who opened the door

Chapter 961 It was Rong Leng who opened the door

Fang Ruotong's eyes were a little dazed, and the heroic figure of the third prince kept appearing in his mind. He grabbed the corner of the quilt with his fingers, and his palms were covered with sweat: "He, he carried me away?"

Li Yin thought about it for a while, and thought it would be more appropriate to call it "carrying", but thinking that the third prince is also a prominent figure and a friend of her family's husband, she added some impression points and said, "Yes."

Fang Ruotong raised the end of his eyes, his whole body became hazy for no reason, and his cheeks turned red quickly.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Yin knew that she paid more attention to the defense between men and women than herself, so she said again: "At that time, life was at stake, and even some touches were forced to do so, but don't worry, I will always watch for you. , I'll pick you up as soon as you hit the ground, and I guarantee that the Third Prince didn't even touch a single finger of you."

Fang Ruotong: "..."

Seeing that her face changed again, Li Yin thought she was relieved, and then thought of her own affairs, and said, "When someone else comes, you have to pretend that you don't know this, and you can't expose that I will lie. If I My husband knew that I lied to him, so he must have ignored me again, he loved and pitied me so hard, if you make him stay away from me, you see, I will tear you apart!"

Fang Ruotong: "..."

Li Yin has always been in the room to take care of Fang Ruotong, Liu Wei went in twice, once to check the pulse and once to deliver medicine, neither stayed for too long nor talked to them too much.

But after Liu Wei left twice, Li Yin would fall into obsession, holding Fang Ruotong's hand, and kept saying good things about "my husband".

Fang Ruotong got tired of listening too much, and interrupted her chattering: "You are so earnest, if you don't want to marry him, I see the way he looks at you, but there is not much difference, don't you..."

"It's not different?" After cutting off her friend's words, Li Yin stood up a little excitedly and straightened her neck: "What did he tell you when he delivered the medicine just now?"

Fang Ruotong recalled, and said, "He asked me if I felt better? Is there any discomfort?"

"What did he tell me?"

"Tell you to go to bed earlier?"

That Lord Liu came in just now and said three words in total.

Fang Ruotong told the truth, Li Yin became excited before he finished speaking, "You haven't heard yet? He cares about me, he cares about me, I can't bear it when I go to bed late, and he asks you a few words casually, but it's perfunctory, but to me , is sincere care, can't you tell the difference?"

Fang Ruotong was stunned for a moment, but she really didn't know the difference: "I always feel that in his eyes, you and I are just patients..."

Li Yin interrupted: "If you are a patient, you can't be your sweetheart? He didn't treat you that well, and his tone was alienated. You may have just woken up, and your mind hasn't turned back yet. You are a little confused. I think you should take a good rest." Well, if you have a good brain, you can separate them."

Fang Ruotong didn't speak, but thought in his heart that he didn't know who was unconscious.

Probably because of these words, Li Yin started to feel bad, and she stayed with Fang Ruotong for a while, then went back to her room.

Fang Ruotong didn't think much about it, now her mind was full of another person, the one who rescued her from the dangerous place together with that Master Liu.

Thinking of the man's tall and straight figure and cold eyes made his cheeks burn, and imagining that man hugging her, carrying her from the wolf den all the way back to the post, made his heart flutter for a while.

At that time, why didn't she wake up, why didn't she open her eyes to look at his expression, the way he looked at her should also be worried...

The more she thought about it, the more her mind shook, she fell back on the bed, squeezed the quilt tightly, tossed and turned, she couldn't close her eyes, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of the figure of that man, so tall, as if as long as he wanted to, he could do it for her Hold up a piece of sky.

She was thinking too much, and couldn't sleep anymore. She sat up slowly, her body was still a little weak, and she was a little tired after taking the medicine, but even so, she got off the ground and walked slowly towards the door of the room.

It was dark outside.

Standing in the dark corridor, Fang Ruotong looked at the flickering candlelight in the hall on the first floor, holding on to the railing, and walked towards the stairs step by step.

Fu Zichen was still waiting for the medicine, and Liu Moyi had to take another medicine before going to bed.

He was the only one on the first floor, and he was idle, holding a book in his hand, reading to pass the time.

Hearing movement on the stairs, he took a shallow glance. He was just looking casually, but when he saw the face of someone coming, he squinted his eyes and put down the book.

Fang Ruotong wanted to come down to find the person she had never forgotten, but instead of seeing that person, she saw a strange man instead, and immediately felt a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly buried her head down.

Fu Zichen looked at her for a while, and saw that the other party didn't talk to him, but just stood stiffly at the stairs, and didn't make a sound.

There was no one around, and the evening wind blew the lantern outside the gate of the post station, making a rustling sound.

This kind of silence didn't last long. In the end, it was Fang Ruotong who said, "Excuse me..."

Fu Zichen looked at her with dark eyes.

"Excuse me, is there someone here, Mr. Rong?"

Her voice was small, with a hint of sickly shyness.

Fu Zichen heard it, and heard the meandering and timidity in her words, so he had a guess in his heart, and said, "Rong Leng?"

Fang Ruotong immediately lit up his eyes and nodded: "Rong, has Mr. Rong gone out?"

Fu Zichen smiled, and glanced at a certain door on the second floor: "No, it's in the room."

"Then..." Fang Ruotong rubbed his fingers, his cheeks were flushed.

Fu Zichen asked considerately: "Do you have something to do with him? It's still early, and he shouldn't be asleep yet, do you want me to call for you?"

"But, is it okay?" The woman's voice was even lower, probably too ashamed to lift her head.

Fu Zichen, however, was extraordinarily enthusiastic: "Of course, it's fine. On this cool night, there is beauty to invite me. I'm afraid he is the one who is happy." After he finished speaking, regardless of Fang Ruotong's behavior, he got up straight and walked up the stairs from the other side. second floor.

Fang Ruotong watched helplessly as he walked out of the door of the third room and knocked on the door. She immediately lowered her head, not daring to look again, for fear that when the door opened, she would meet "that person".

She came out to look for him on impulse, and up to this moment, she hadn't figured out what to say to him.

Thank you for your life-saving grace?Or, ask him if he still remembers himself when he met in the palace?

Nervous in her heart, her fingers became more and more uncontrollable, and her fingertips pinched the palm of her hand, making a deep imprint, but she didn't seem to notice it.

The door on the second floor opened, Fang Ruotong restrained the desire to look up, the ears and neck were all bright red.

It was Rong Leng who opened the door. When he saw the person outside the door, his complexion and tone were not good: "What's the matter?"

Fu Zichen looked at him, without the confrontation in the past, with an uncharacteristic smile on his face; "Sleeping?"

The greetings were not like what Fu Zichen would normally say, Rong Leng didn't reply, just waiting for him to get to the point.

Fu Zichen took half a step back leisurely, and nodded his chin on the first floor: "Someone is looking for you."

Rong Leng glanced over and saw that there were three candles lit on the first floor. Although it was not bright, he could barely see. He saw a person standing by the stairs in the hall from a distance, his frail body was half hidden in the shadows, half in the shadows. Flickering in the yellow candle.

Rong Leng frowned, but Fu Zichen smiled again: "Hello old friend?"

(End of this chapter)