Emperor, please come to the couch: The evil concubine with a black belly is all over the world

Chapter 69
Feng Zheng saw that Feng Xiao didn't move. He was a little surprised. He thought Feng Xiao would scold him for a while, so he turned his head, "Hey, you..."

But he saw Feng Xiao, who was facing him, his eyes widened, as if he had been frightened by something, his pupils were dilated, and a large amount of donated blood poured out from his nostrils, eyes, corners of his mouth, and ears.

Feng Zheng was so frightened that he supported Feng Xiao, who was about to fall on his back, and there was no trace of blood on his originally pale face.

He dragged Feng Xiao's body, "Ah Xiao, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now? Don't scare me, hold on, I'll take you to the pharmacist! Hold on!"

Feng Xiao watched Feng Zheng open his mouth to say something with slack eyes, but unfortunately, more blood donations poured out, "It can't be counted... It can't be counted..."

Feng Zheng couldn't hear what Feng Xiao said at all, he picked up Feng Xiao's back, and ran towards the medicine crazily.He kept shouting, "Ah Xiao! Hold on!"

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It was hard to tell who was the best in the arena. At first, Feng Si'an thought that the disciple in white was going to lose, but she didn't expect that after returning to the arena again, although the disciple in white was forced to defend all the time, he was not defeated by the disciple in black.

She suddenly understood the meaning of Feng Qing asking her to watch this competition carefully.

It lasted until a quarter of noon, when the two finally decided the winner, and in the end, the black-clothed disciple barely won by injuring the enemy one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred.

Not only Feng Si'an, but also other onlookers around couldn't help but sigh.

After the match ended, there was a new contestant in the arena, but Feng Si'an was a little hungry.

Turning around to find something to eat, she suddenly remembered that the great god Feng Qing had been by her side for a long time.

So she turned around pretending to be natural, and asked, "Brother Feng Qing, is she going to eat?"

"Lunch?" Feng Qing frowned, "Together."

Without explaining the competition, Feng Qing became that succinct prince again.

As if saying one more word would kill her, Feng Si'an pouted in her heart, then walked towards the dining hall with Feng Qing.

There are two dining halls in Feng's house, one is in the northwest corner and the other is in the southeast corner.

Because of the principle of being close to here, the two of them naturally went to this canteen in the northwest corner.

It may be because everyone is watching the competition, there are not many people in the dining hall.

The only few people also sat there without speaking, took two mouthfuls of food quickly, finished eating in a hurry, and ran away.

The usually lively dining hall received a cold reception at this moment.

The canteen of the Feng family is full of concubine disciples working, not because they are oppressed, but because concubines will not be treated preferentially like legitimate sons, so they have to earn everything they want.

In addition to some daily tasks that can be exchanged for gold and silver coins, doing things in the canteen is also a good choice.

Working in the canteen is settled according to the hour. Generally, there will be an income of 4 silver coins for an hour. It is a great benefit for these bastards who do not have any monthly routine.

So many concubines of the Feng family like to work in the canteen, but they don't spend all their time in the canteen.

Because after all, cultivation is the most important thing.

Feng Qing has basically never been to the dining hall of Feng's family, so when he appeared, he attracted the attention of many concubines.

Being watched by so many people, even if he was used to it, it was not very comfortable. He frowned, stared at the black round stool and did not sit down.

Feng Si'an looked up and saw Feng Qing standing there with a tangled face, and burst out laughing, "Brother Feng Qing, you are not a clean freak, are you? Don't worry, someone cleans up here every day, this round stool is not dirty , but made of specially selected black wood."

Heimu Fengqing knew that it was a very common tree, very durable, strong and not easy to break.

But it was the first time he saw him, he touched his nose in embarrassment, pretended to sit down as if nothing had happened, Feng Qing began to scold Feng Si'an in a serious manner, "Speak up!"

Feng Si'an stuck out her tongue, "I know, I know that Shizi is well-informed, just now I was thinking about some important matters related to Feng's family, and ordinary people like me can't understand."

"Naughty!" Feng Qing smiled after finishing speaking.

Feng Si'an blinked at this smile, then ordered her favorite dishes, then looked at Feng Qing, "What do you want to eat?"

"Just like you."

The food came out quickly, because the cooks were all hired by the Feng family to cook, so they looked very attractive.

Feng Qing didn't eat much, she just nibbled occasionally, watching Feng Si'an eating happily like a little hamster.

Just when the two of them were having fun eating alone and watching while the other was having fun, the sound of the disciples talking next door came over.

"When I came from the medicine hall just now, I saw Feng Wu running over with Feng Xiao, whose face was covered in blood, and Feng Wu couldn't do it right now."

"What? Bloody face? Fuck, don't scare me. You brat is used to bragging. You must be exaggerating again."

"Go, you're looking for a beating, aren't you?" The disciple who just said the news looked displeased, and then continued with a serious expression: "Dongzi, what I said this time is true. Feng Xiao is quite a person." Alright, why don't I curse him!"

"I saw it with my own eyes. That kid Feng Zheng had a pale face and a bloody Feng Xiao on his back. The scene couldn't be more miserable."

"Fuck, how could Feng Xiao get blood all over his face, he couldn't have offended someone, was he beaten in some corner by someone?"

"It doesn't look like it to me. Usually when you are beaten, there will be some dust on your body, and there will be some bruises on your face, but there are no marks on Feng Xiao's face. The seven orifices are bleeding. I haven't seen anyone so miserable. I guess it may be poisoned."

"Is it still in the pharmacy now? Why don't we go and have a look, no one is familiar with it, but at least he helped me once, let's see what we can do to help."

After hearing the chopsticks in Feng Si'an's hand, she and Feng Qing looked at each other, and they both felt that this person named Feng Xiao had an accident.

The food, which was quite delicious, suddenly became dull. Seeing Feng Sian stand up, Feng Qing also stood up.

"Aren't you going to the medicine hall? I always feel that things are a little weird." Feng Si'an asked.

Feng Qing nodded, "Yes."

He took out a gold coin and handed it to the disciple in the cafeteria, "You don't need to look for the meal money for the two of us."

The meals Feng Si'an and the others ate were at most dozens of silver coins, and the waiter disciples were suddenly stunned by the happiness that fell from the sky.

The corners of her mouth were so happy that she grinned to her ears, "Senior, Miss Thirteen, go slowly, come back next time!"

The corners of Feng Si'an's mouth twitched, such a strong shop waiter's style of painting, is it not her illusion?

　Author's words (not counting words)

　　There are three chapters today, the old rules are 8, 10, and 12 on time. If I have time in the evening, I will post one chapter. If I don’t have time, I won’t post it. Well, don’t wait, maybe it won’t be posted.It's the last day of the holiday, let me comfort you~
　　
　
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