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"Hmm...!" Feng Qingjiu suddenly widened his eyes.

Because there was a hand grabbing her calf at this moment.

“Dong…Dong Dong Dong Snow…!” Feng Qingjiu stuttered as he shouted.

Dongxue immediately rushed to Fengqingjiu's side: "Miss, what's wrong?"

Feng Qingjiu closed his eyes and pointed at his feet: "Dongxue, there is a hand grabbing me, look what it is?"

Looking at the frightened Feng Qingjiu, Dong Xue said helplessly: "Miss, I don't understand, if you are so afraid of these corpses, why do you have the courage to come here!"

Feng Qingjiu's voice trembled: "Help me take a look...!"

"Hey......!" Dongxue said as she squatted down and took a look. Indeed, there was a hand grabbing Feng Qingjiu's calf.

After not hearing Dongxue's voice for a long time, Feng Qingjiu couldn't help but ask, "Dongxue, what on earth is that?"

"Miss, what grabbed you was indeed a hand, and it was the hand of a female ghost." Dongxue said slowly.

"Female ghost..." Feng Qingjiu opened his eyes and squatted down to look: "Feng Qinglan..."

Yes, this hand is Feng Qinglan's hand.

A few words came out of Feng Qinglan's mouth on the ground: "Save me...!"

Dongxue picked up Feng Qinglan on the ground and looked at her again and again: "Miss... is she Feng Qinglan? Why doesn't she look like the portrait you gave me?"

Feng Qingjiu: "Silly Dongxue, look at her face, it's all bloody, she definitely doesn't look like the portrait!"

"Come on, let's take her back!"

Dongxue nodded: "Okay...Miss."

...............

In the cozy little courtyard, Song Shu had not slept yet, still waiting for Feng Qingjiu and the others.

"Madam, it's cold at night. Go to bed quickly. The young lady will be fine." Wang Chun took out a coat and put it on his wife's back.

Song Shu pulled her clothes and stared outside: "Ah Chun, I have lost Ah Jiu once, I can't lose her again."

"You should take a rest soon. I'll wait for Jiu to come back here."

"Madam, let me accompany you!" Wang Chun stood next to Song Shu.

"Achun, how many years have you and Aqiu been with me?" Song Shu asked.

Wang Chun's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the past: "It's probably been several decades! I can't remember the details, but I remember when you were a human city, we two sisters were skinny and small, hiding in a corner."

"No one was willing to buy us, but you paid the money to buy us sisters. From now on, we sisters will always follow you."

"Ah... time flies so fast, and we are all old in a blink of an eye...!"

The master and servant looked into the distance together, as if recalling every detail of the past.

"Mom...!" Feng Qingjiu and Dongxue rushed back.

Song Shu stood up: "Ajiu...Ajiu is back...!"

The next moment, Feng Qingjiu and the other man dropped from the sky.

Looking at the person on Dongxue's back, Song Shu asked in confusion: "Ajiu, what is this...?"

"Mother, is this Feng Qinglan?" Feng Qingjiu said, "My daughter and Dongxue brought her back from the mass grave."

"What...Miss, you actually brought back the second lady's body?" Wang Chun exclaimed in surprise.

This young lady is so brave that she actually dared to bring back the second young lady's body.

Song Shu was also a little stunned!

"Ajiu... this...?"

Feng Qingjiu motioned Dongxue to put it down: "Mother, Aunt Chun, it's not a corpse. Feng Qinglan is not dead yet, but she is not far from death."

Looking at Feng Qinglan lying on the ground, Song Shu and his servant looked at each other in bewilderment.

Song Shu squatted down and said, "Ajiu, what are you going to do with it...!"

Feng Qingjiu thought about it for a while and said, "Mother, I want to rescue her first."

"Save her?" Wang Chun was confused. "Miss, Feng Qinglan has never shown mercy to you and your wife before. She is so evil, even worse than her mother."

"Why would such a person save her?"

"Ah Chun...!" Song Shu interrupted Wang Chun: "Ah Jiu must have her reasons for doing this."

After all, the Ajiu today is no longer the same as before!

When Song Shu thought of this, she felt a sharp pain in her chest.

My Ajiu is no longer with us, but fortunately her body is still here.

From now on, I must protect Ajiu no matter what.

Feng Qingjiu smiled and said, "Mother... you really understand me. I carefully examined the scars on Feng Qinglan's body. They were caused by long-term abuse. Besides, I suspect she is not Feng Qinglan."

"What, not Feng Qinglan?" Song Shu frowned and looked at the person on the ground again: "But why does she look so much like Feng Qinglan? Is there really someone exactly like her in the world?"

"Unless......!" Song Shu raised her eyes and looked at her daughter.

Feng Qingjiu naturally knew what the beautiful mother meant.

She must have thought that Feng Qinglan, like Feng Qingjiu, was possessed by a distant soul.

"Mother...she is different from my daughter...!"

"Then put her on the bed first!" Song Shu said.

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Hmm......!"

………………

Day two.

Xia Ling stood in front of Feng Qinglan's bed with her hands behind her back, looking at the lifeless person on the bed with an angry face.

"The lady is really too kind to even rescue you."

"People like you should go to the eighteenth level of hell...!"

Xia Ling became more and more angry as she looked at the face in front of her.

"Pa...!" Xia Ling slapped Feng Qinglan on the face.

He pointed at her and said, "I'm telling you, if you wake up this time and hurt the young lady again, I won't forgive you."

"Pa...!" Another slap.

"I'm telling you again, if you harm my wife again in the future, I won't forgive you."

"water………!"

Suddenly the person on the bed opened his mouth and spoke softly.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear a word!" Xia Ling leaned close to her ear.

“Water...water...!” the person on the bed said again.

"Oh... so you want to drink water...!" Xia Ling stood up: "If it weren't for the lady, I wouldn't let you drink water, even urine."

Xia Ling reluctantly poured a glass of water, walked to the bed, and helped Feng Qinglan up.

“Gurgle…Gurgle…!”

Soon the bowl of water was empty.

“Water…water…!”

"You want more...!" Xia Ling frowned: "How can you drink so much?"

When Feng Qingjiu came, he saw Xia Ling feeding water.

"She's awake...?"

Xia Ling nodded: "Yes, Miss, she is awake, but she keeps asking for water, which is so annoying."

Looking at the angry little girl, Feng Qingjiu pinched her cheeks and said, "Okay, thank you Xia Ling for your hard work...!"

Xia Ling shook her head: "Miss, this servant is not hard, but it is not worth it for you. You should not save someone like her."

Feng Qingjiu: "Okay, I have my own plans... You go out first...!"

Xia Ling pouted: "Yes, Miss...!"