Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

At this time, she put on the pajamas that the maid had already prepared and leaned against the sofa.

"Send Miss Feng Qingyu back..."

This time there was no shameless entanglement, but surprisingly straightforward. Those words might have really hurt her.

Feng Qingyu will not feel guilty, this is all true. Using excessive words to attack others is a despicable thing, but many people still enjoy doing it. Even if you don't get any actual benefits, it can make you feel better.

She is such an inferior and despicable person.

"it's over……"

It’s nice that I don’t have to interact with people of the age anymore.

However, not long after the incident, Feng Qingyu never thought that there would be such a day - he would be so servile and ask for money from a guy whom he had repeatedly rejected and hurt his face.

It’s more accurate to say that he was selling himself than to say that he was borrowing money.

"If... you are willing to lend me money for grandma's surgery... I will agree to anything you want. Whether it's dating or playing with me like a pet, it's all... it doesn't matter."

Although Nian looks like a docile and obedient girl, Feng Qingyu has long known her dark side. She is good at playing with people's hearts and controlling the situation, and she is not innocent at all.

Even though he was so clear about his situation, Feng Qingyu made up his mind.

The man in front of him was pacing gracefully in the room, forming a sharp contrast with the anxious Feng Qingyu - one was calm and composed with a smile on his face, while the other was anxious and rubbing the corner of his clothes impatiently.

A week ago, Nian Zeng had been subjected to many harsh words here. The girl in front of her who was begging her to borrow money rejected her love with an arrogant attitude and belittled her feelings as worthless.

A normal person would definitely not lend money. Watching someone who has hurt you slowly fall into despair is a good choice, isn’t it?

"Why should I help you?"

Nian finally stopped pacing, turned around, and asked a question that was difficult to answer.

Indeed, she had no reason to help the common people who were of no help to her and gave her a cold shoulder. Feng Qingyu had no intention of looking for her at first, and called all her relatives. Some relatives refused to lend money, made excuses, or cut off contact, and even said such excessive words as "That old woman won't live long, why waste money".

The money we collected was very little, not even enough to cover the hospital bills for a few days. Grandma was waiting for surgery, and she would not be able to survive if she didn't do this.

After being rejected by his mother, Feng Qingyu finally thought of someone.

In 2016, the surgery fee of several million was a figure that ordinary people could hardly afford, but her family could easily afford it. This might be moral kidnapping. She was so rich, wouldn't she feel guilty watching the poor old man die?

Feng Qingyu didn't dare to provoke her and had to lower his posture.

"The reason... I don't know. I don't know who else I can ask for help. Whether it's my mother or those relatives, they all plan to watch grandma die. She and grandpa are the two most important people to me. I can do anything for them."

She looked directly into those purple eyes, trying to find out the true meaning.

Will this guy help?

"If money can extend the life of someone important, why not do it? The feeling of losing a loved one... is really painful."

The smile on Feng Qingyu's face disappeared, and turned into an obvious sad expression. I saw that expression last time when someone said something harsh to me.

Feng Qingyu felt a little depressed.

"I can give you the surgery fee. The conditions are very simple. Date me and meet all my requirements. Otherwise, the Nian family has many ways to make you suffer."

The next moment, Nian returned to his irritating expression. There was something mysterious hidden under his calm, friendly smile.

He agreed quite readily, and the conditions sounded easy. He would mortgage himself to the evil lady as her personal property, and let her play with him as she pleased...

Feng Qingyu had prepared for the worst. If she couldn't borrow money, she would go to prostitution and sell her body to make money. Although she had a lame leg, her body was still that of a lovable girl.

This is a last resort and should only be used when absolutely necessary.

"up to you……"

After that, the two signed the agreement to sell themselves. Feng Qingyu signed his name and stamped his handprint with mixed feelings.

The bright red fingerprints and the black pen writing intertwined, reminding her of a fact - she couldn't turn back. On one side was her grandmother's life, and on the other was her own ridiculous dignity.

You must have weighed the pros and cons clearly. In the face of huge medical expenses, dignity is nothing and worthless.

The relationship between the two was thus established. There was no romance at all, no warm and ambiguous atmosphere. There was only a girl who was crushed by life and despair and a winner in life.

Although their statuses are very different, they are connected by this incident and form a bond.

"Since we have confirmed our relationship as lovers, I will no longer call you [Feng Qingyu]. Xiaoyu, please give me your guidance in the future."

Nian quickly got into the role and changed his last name to his first name.

"Please call me Nian from now on, instead of classmate Nian or Miss Nian."

……

In the evening, Nian and Feng Qingyu went to the hospital to visit their hospitalized grandmother, and they held hands.

"Xiao Yu's hands are very cold. They felt like ice cubes when I first held them."

The two walked on the road together, and the evening breeze was cool.

"My body temperature is low. If you don't like it... just let go."

Feng Qingyu answered absentmindedly, her eyes fixed on the road ahead, not looking at the young man beside her. She was not used to someone walking hand in hand with her like this.

It had been so long since anyone had done this that she had almost forgotten what it felt like.

The hands of the young...very warm and soft, with delicate skin. Those hands played the piano at the school's welcome party, with extremely graceful posture, ten fingers flying on the black and white keys, like elves dancing in the forest.

Feng Qingyu still couldn't believe that such a wonderful person was dating him.

"Yes, I like you. Although our relationship had an unhappy beginning, I like everything about Xiaoyu."

As if in a fit of anger, Nian used some strength to hold the cold hand tighter.

"Xiao Yu, you are mine, no one can take you away."

"as long as you are happy."

……

Under the moonlight, the two figures were elongated, yet very close.

Trumpet Thirty-Four

Feng Qingyu was stunned by the beautiful Rupert beauty, but he didn't remember her long name. Soon, the elder sister introduced her code name.

"My name is very long and not easy to remember. My code name in the Crazy Commando is Horn. You can just call me Horn."

At this time, Feng Qingyu finally understood the origin of the code name of the bagpipe. The names of the team members should all be related to musical instruments, just like the Guards Action Team that Feng Qingyu had been in before, everyone named their code names after food, and Feng Qingyu's code name was "Roast Chicken".

It sounds a bit strange, but it was indeed her code name.

The soldiers of Londinium appeared in Xiaoqiu County, so they must have a special mission. Then he contacted his brother and heard that the garrison in Xiaoqiu County had made a big move recently. Feng Qingyu had a premonition that something bad would happen.

Unfortunately, his brother was very secretive when talking about this matter, and Feng Qingyu didn't know what the so-called "big move" referred to.

Military matters are confidential. Feng Qingyu does not belong to the Victorian Army, so it is not convenient for him to ask about it. Even if he is curious, he can only check it himself.

It is not civilized to pry into someone's privacy.

Horn and Bagpipe did not reveal the reason why they came to Xiaoqiu County, but each ordered a large cup of hand-shaken lemon black tea.

Then Feng Qingyu and Willow introduced themselves. Among the four people, only Feng Qingyu was an "outsider", and the other three were Victorian soldiers.

Horn looked very tired, with an exhausted expression since he sat down. He took a few sips of tea before he relaxed a little.

"Miss Willow, I want to ask you something."

"Please speak up, Miss Horn. I will tell you if I know."

"Today, Bagpipe and I went to the garrison in Hill County to investigate the theft of a batch of raw stone products and get some clues and assistance. Unexpectedly, they refused to provide any help. You live in this city. Have you seen any suspicious people?"

"Suspicious person? I'm not sure who you're looking for. Can you tell me more? I know some friends who might be able to provide you with clues."

"..."

Horn lowered his volume and leaned forward slightly.

"Everyone, I hope you won't spread what I'm about to say. It could easily cause panic in Xiaoqiu County."

Feng Qingyu felt that she was being scanned by the horn. She felt uncomfortable being regarded as a suspicious person who might leak secrets. From the perspective of the horn, she was right to do so.

No one can guarantee that a foreigner you just met will not leak secrets. As a soldier in Victoria, she has the responsibility to ensure that confidential matters are not leaked.

In that case, she won't stay here and be hated.

"You guys chat first, I'm going to go outside and smoke a cigarette."

Leaving the table with an excuse was the best solution. Strictly speaking, she was not a Victorian. Her half-Victorian bloodline was, after all, in her blood and could not be seen by the naked eye.

To say the least, she had no intention of learning any of the country's secrets.

When Feng Qingyu left, he took his lemon tea with him, thinking that he would not be back later. It was still early, so he could go wander around Xiaoqiu County.

Of course you have to smoke, and you can smoke while shopping, the two will not affect each other.

Passing by a street corner, she saw someone she knew, but the other person didn't know her. A Drac with white hair, flat bangs, blue eyes, and a red and black tail. The diameter of the tail has reached the level of an anaconda, which is quite amazing.

This Draco was wearing a black cloak and flashed through the nearby streets, moving like a ghost.

"Isn't that reed grass?"

Reed is a vanguard operator who has never appeared in the main storyline and whose character information is not very detailed.

When I first got it, I've been working as a warehouse keeper, because Fengpipe is much more fragrant than her.

There is a consensus among the majority of players that Reed will become the candidate to compete with the King of Advance, Tallulah and others for the throne of Victoria, so it is normal for her to appear in Victoria.

The Drak tribe has become extinct, so who wouldn't notice the sudden appearance of such a lively red dragon?

Feng Qingyu wanted to go over and take a look, but when he turned around, he found that the reeds had disappeared. The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and it was not easy to find someone.

Even if they found him, what would happen? They didn't know each other, and there was no reason for them to know each other. Feng Qingyu's behavior would definitely be considered stalking.

"never mind……"

Feng Qingyu gave up thinking and walked back in the direction he came from.

The entire Hill County is shrouded in an invisible fog. The mysterious red dragon, the garrison who are secretive about the recent events, the soldiers from Londinium, and the anxious Tara people... It is no coincidence that these factors come together.

"Kelsey's premonition is quite accurate."

She wandered aimlessly on the street and passed the 17th District again. That neighborhood was inhabited by people from Tara, and was known as the "dirtiest and worst neighborhood" in Hill County, a disgusting mixed bag of people.

Feng Qingyu and Willow had walked around the area together. Apart from the old facilities in District 17, the people living there were not as vicious and evil as people said.

Like many ordinary Victorians, they have their own lives, but their customs and language are slightly different. Just like Yan Country, there are many different nationalities living on the vast land. The Tara people are one of the ethnic groups in Victoria and are no different from others.

However, life in Tara today is still full of twists and turns.

The Hill County garrison surrounded District 17, and some Tara people were pushed and shoved by the garrison soldiers and fell to the ground without paying attention.

The garrison troops were merciless and beat and kicked those who fell. Those poor people were beaten until their heads were bleeding and they cried out in pain.

"..."

Feng Qingyu wanted to do something, but what could she do now? She was not a Victorian soldier, nor did she have the ability to change anything.

The commander of the Xiaoqiu County garrison gave an order that a foreign tourist could only watch.

Among a group of soldiers, there was a man who stood out from the crowd, half a head taller than the people next to him. That man was her brother, who commanded the soldiers to take away some of the Tara people, while the rest of the Tara people were stopped and watched their relatives and friends being captured.

Since there are people I know there, I won’t have to worry about getting in trouble when I walk over.

The result was obvious - several fierce-looking soldiers immediately stopped her before she could get in touch with her brother who was a major.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is not the place for you, get out of here."

The soldiers had a bad attitude and chased her away like a fly.

"I'm looking for your major, get out of the way." Feng Qingyu responded with the same bad attitude.

It is said that the people of Victoria are of high quality and polite to others. Is this the legendary politeness? I am afraid it needs quotation marks.

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you *Victorian greeting*?"

A soldier raised a stick, ready to beat Feng Qingyu violently.

Thirty-five: Do good deeds and accumulate virtue

"stop!"

A sharp voice stopped the soldier's brutality, but his hand had already been swung down. Feng Qingyu was a little stunned at that moment, thinking that he was bound to be hit, when a hand appeared in time to block the baton.