Those years when I was a tool person

There are many injuries on Qi Yan's body, the most serious ones are the knife wounds on his left leg and waist, all of which have deep bone visible.

Especially the one on the waist, if it is deeper, the contents of the stomach will probably be exposed.

Rong Ying called the doctor to re-apply medicine to Qi Yan. Under his nose, the old doctor who was nearly sixty years old was trembling even when he removed the cloth strips from the wound. Ass sat at the table.

Without the pressure from Rongying's gaze, the old doctor's hands didn't shake, and he didn't sweat anymore. Finally, he was able to fulfill his duty of saving lives and healing the wounded.

Qi Yan kept his eyes closed the whole time, his lips were blue, his face was pale, his teeth were clenched tightly, no matter how painful it was, he would not make a sound.

Rong Ying secretly praised: he is a man.

Qi Yan opened his eyes until the old doctor picked up the medicine bottle and couldn't hold back his exclamation when he was about to apply the medicine.

Facing Shang Qi Yan's eyes, the old doctor took out the red cloth stopper from the medicine bottle and gave him the medicine, at the same time he seemed to be explaining to him, but actually he seemed to be complimenting Rong Ying who was sitting next to him: "This is Shang Qiyan's medicine." Waiting for wound medicine is priceless. The old man has never seen it in his life. This strong man is really lucky. He met such a caring master as Mr. Feng, and such a precious medicine will not blink. Just use it."

As he spoke, he remembered the rumors of the people below, and remembered that the reason why the person in front of him was lying on the bed like this seemed to be the reason for the Mr. Feng next to him, his smile paused, his face was embarrassing, and he quickly closed his mouth.

If you talk too much, you will easily slip up, and you will say everything that should be said.

Qi Yan didn't respond, he glanced at the exquisite medicine bottle in the old doctor's hand, his face was expressionless, and he turned his head to face the wall, as if he had fallen asleep.

Rong Ying smelled the medicine and felt that the room was a bit stuffy, so she got up and left.

As soon as he left, Qi Yan on the bed immediately opened his eyes, his eye sockets were a little red, and when he looked carefully, there was a faint glint of water in his eyes.

The old doctor finished taking the medicine and left. The moment the door was closed, the tears in Qi Yan's eyes finally slipped from his eyes, and quickly seeped into the soft pillow along his cheeks.

"Father, mother..."

A deep sobbing sound resounded in the quiet room, and the nightmarish day was still vivid in his mind, Qi Yan's uninjured hand was tightly clenched, and even the nails dug into the palm without feeling any pain.

There were too many injuries, and such a minor injury could no longer attract his attention.

He didn't know how things turned out like this. He just took a group of rich boys and girls to go hunting on horseback as usual. This was a way for him to make money to subsidize his family. He started teaching archery since he was 16 years old. It happened that Feng Ling was offended this time, and it caused the death of his family.

The screams of his father and mother's death sounded in his ears again, Qi Yan slammed his fist hard on the bed board, the sharp and long pain could wake him up, since he survived, he couldn't die easily.

To take revenge, he vowed secretly, he must make everyone who killed his family pay the price!

A few days later, Rong Ying reckoned that Qi Yan should have passed the dangerous period, so he planned to take a look, but just as he stepped out of the threshold of his room, a servant came to report: "My lord, Miss Zhao is here. In the front hall, the eldest lady is accompanying, saying that she is looking for the young master for something."

Rong Ying took back the steps she had taken, thought for a while, went back to her room, changed her clothes and came out: "Let's go."

The servant followed behind, took a peek at Rong Ying, and sighed: Young Master looks good, but when he wears a white robe, he looks like a fairy, and he matches that fairy-like Miss Zhao very well.It's just that I heard that Ms. Zhao seems to have betrothed to someone else, the poor young master can only put his best wishes in vain.

Rong Ying didn't know what the young servant was thinking, even if he knew, he would probably sneer at him, what kind of intentions, but the original owner had something for Zhao Fuqian, but both of them were used to playful temperament, neither of them took it seriously.

It's just that this is an era of lack of entertainment, and a little rumor can make a city full of trouble.Feng Ling and Zhao Fuqian got a little closer. Although the unmarried men and women had a little interest in each other when they were unmarried, it was only curiosity about the opposite sex in adolescence, and it faded when they grew up.

But other people in Toad Palace don’t see it that way. Literati have romantic feelings in their bones. To put it bluntly, they don’t think it’s bad for a married lady and another man to spread sexual news. It's a pity when people are chatting, so and so and so and so, a man and a woman are a match made in heaven, but it's a pity that the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, leaving only sadness.

They are well matched, and the story of the matchmaker's words does not attract their attention. What they are interested in is the sad and beautiful love story that is not good under various taboos.

Walking all the way to the front hall, before entering, I heard Yingying Yanyan's voice coming from inside, Zhao Fuqian was not the only one coming.

As soon as Rong Ying came, the girls' eyes were all focused on him, Zhao Fuqian straightened his back calmly, and looked at Rong Ying with a decent smile on his face: "Brother Ling, you are here."

Rong Ying didn't look at her, she tiptoed through the flowers without touching her body.

He walked up to Feng Qing and sat down, and said with a smile: "Sister Qian'er said something inappropriate, this is the Feng family, why did I come here, I was already here."

Hearing the deep meaning in Rong Ying's words, the ladies at the side stopped talking. They quieted down, wanting to watch Zhao Fuqian's excitement.

Who made her look like everyone likes her all day long, and she looks like she is the most charming. Now, let's hit a snag. It's Feng Ling's snag that I've always seen her wishing I could stick to.

Thinking about this gap, they felt embarrassed for Zhao Fuqian.

Zhao Fuqian noticed the gazes around her and felt that she was being humiliated. Her smile restrained a bit, and she didn't understand why Feng Ling would choke with her: "It's Qian'er who spoke ill-consideredly. I hope brother Ling won't be offended." .”

Rong Ying just can't understand her weak and white lotus appearance. To be honest, the reason why Qi Yan, the male protagonist in this world, was so miserable in the early stage is Zhao Fuqian. The original owner would not target Qi Yan just because he felt shameless.

In the final analysis, Qi Yan's little pitiful is the victim of this group of rich boys and girls playing around.

But Rongying is not an unreasonable person, so if Zhao Fuqian feels unhappy, he has achieved his goal: "I don't know where the wind is blowing today, but it actually brought sister Qian'er here. This is really annoying. The young master is flattered."

Zhao Fuqian was a little embarrassed by the words, she secretly glanced at the little sisters, and with their encouragement, said: "Brother Ling, I heard that Qi Yan is here with you."

Rong Ying couldn't tell that Zhao Fuqian hadn't given up on Qi Yan yet, so he was unmoved: "Yes."

"······" Rong Ying didn't say "Why, sister Qian'er is interested in him", Zhao Fuqian could only explain why he came: "Brother Ling, I told them that Qi Yan is good-looking. If you don't believe me, can you take us to meet and prove that Qian'er is not lying."

As she spoke, she pointed to the girls beside her.

The girls felt their hearts were punctured in front of Feng Ling, and they felt a little uncomfortable, and their cheeks blushed for a while.

Rong Ying looked funny, and even Feng Qing, who had been silent all this time, raised his head and glanced at the little girls gathered in the front hall of his house, as if he didn't expect that the gentle and virtuous ladies who were always so gentle and virtuous would talk in private It was so easy to let go.

Rong Ying coughed, and Zhao Fuqian looked at him with anticipation in his eyes.

Rong Ying said, "I can't."

The smile on Zhao Fuqian's face froze and collapsed.

Others also felt that Rong Ying's words made them feel ashamed: "Young Master Feng, that Qi Yan is an archer with a low status, why can't we let us visit him?"

It's about seeing, not seeing.

It seems that Feng Ling has a plaything here that interests them, so they made an appointment to have a look together.

That's it.

Rong Ying said with a half-smile, "Qi Yan is my servant now. Since Miss Chu knows that bow masters are not good enough, she should also understand that martial servants are even worse than bow masters. They are all noble and precious." Man, if you condescend to see a lowly person like this, even a man, I'm afraid it won't make good news.”

The complexions of the ladies became ugly, and Ms. Chu, who was named by name, was even more angry: "Hmph, if you don't let me see you, don't let me see you."

Said and left angrily.

Seeing this, Zhao Fuqian felt embarrassed to stay any longer: "Then Qian'er is also leaving."

After the unexpected guest left, Rong Ying leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long sigh of relief: "It can be regarded as leaving."

Feng Qing saw his younger brother sitting or not, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Don't be choked when talking to girls, otherwise no one will marry you in the future."

Take that young lady of the Chu family as an example. She had always had a good impression of Feng Ling before, because the two were very compatible in appearance and family background, so she usually had no less ideas about Feng Ling. After knowing that Zhao Fuqian had made an engagement, She was even more happy to lose a rival.

But now, Feng Qing feels that if his younger brother talks about getting married in the future, the girl from the Chu family can be the first to rule it out.

Whoever, a little girl who is cornered by the person she likes and says shameless, will feel shameless at the same time, and at the same time resent the other person's merciless words.

Rong Ying is not worried about his life-long event at all. He died in the original world, and the task is not yet clear, and he doesn't know if he can be resurrected smoothly. He doesn't even have a life. It is too early to think about the other half. .

As for the original owner, he didn't care even more, he was already gone the moment he appeared, even if he could come back after he left, the one waiting for him would be the one who reached the pinnacle of his life and was about to kill all directions hero.

If you think about it, you will know that it will be very miserable. Doesn't marrying a wife harm other girls?

So forget it, when he is here, the identity of the original owner cannot maintain an intimate relationship with anyone.

Rong Ying went out from the front hall and turned to the backyard as soon as he turned his footsteps.

He was going to visit Qi Yan, but there was no movement on the progress of the task so far, so he had to find a way to deepen Qi Yan's hatred for Feng Ling.

"Hello, Mr. Wei, are you there? I don't quite understand the hatred value you mentioned. I have already killed his whole family and haven't reached the requirement. Can you describe to me what it is like to have a full hatred value?" Condition?"

Wei Shang came out and made a fuss: "As soon as I heard your name, I lost control. I wanted to eat your flesh and blood. Even if you died, I would dig your body out of the grave and whip it countless times to vent my anger."

"..." Rong Ying: Fortunately, he left this world when he died, and it's not too difficult for him to care about what happens after death.

It's just that if you hate someone like this, Qi Yan's spirit will also have problems, right?

How miserable.

Rong Ying sighed, and pushed the door into Qi Yan's room.

Qi Yan was holding a medicine bowl to drink medicine, when she saw Rong Ying coming in, she put down the medicine bowl vigilantly, and hid in the parted bed curtain.

Seeing this, Rongying sighed again: It's really too miserable.

Qi Yan noticed that there was a slight change in Rong Ying's eyes, and couldn't help but tense up all his muscles. He didn't believe that Feng Ling would be so kind and support him for no reason.

Just like what Feng Ling said when he was knocked to the ground by the martial servant of the Feng family, he felt that the reason why Feng Ling used precious medicinal materials to save himself was really just to play with himself, to see that he was powerless to resist, like a dog The same look of dying to survive, and take it for fun.

Now that my health is much better, then Feng Ling's plan must start.

Qi Yan thought to himself.

He will definitely not let this devil get his wish, he wants to live, but no matter how much he suffers, he will not show any expression that makes this person happy.

Rong Ying: "..."

Rong Ying doesn't know how to read minds, but just by looking at Qi Yan's expression, he can roughly guess what he's thinking. This person is too simple, a dignified male protagonist, his thoughts are written all over his face.

No wonder it takes a lot of setbacks to become a figure standing on top of the world.

Rong Ying suddenly felt that she had a long way to go.