Fang Chi felt his body was very light, as if being hugged by someone. He was shivering from the cold, but there was something warm on the right side of his body, which made him want to get closer to it.

In the darkness, noisy voices poured into his ears. Someone followed him quickly, saying "Where are you going, where are you taking...?" Fang Chi was dizzy from the noise, and wanted to tell him to stop talking. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was his bearer.

The bearer looked at him worriedly, followed behind him, and said, "Master! You... this is yours..."

Only then did Fang Chi realize that he was really hugged in someone's arms, and he turned his head in surprise, only to see He Wei looking down at him with an invisible smile on his face.

There was more worry on his face, his brows were tightly frowned, and his steps were fast.

"Why...how is it you?" Fang Chi said in surprise, "You, are you following me?"

After only two words, he was so tired that he was out of breath, his abdominal muscles were affected, and the blood flow became more serious. He Wei signaled him to keep silent, and said, "You're going to go home like this after being assassinated? News It will definitely be passed on to the prime minister, if you don’t want to make a big fuss, why not go to my place to recuperate.”

Fang Chi frowned, so what if the prime minister knew? ...Why did he choose to go to He Wei's place instead of the prime minister?

"You...stop, stop." Fang Chi endured the pain in his abdomen, and popped out a complete sentence from his mouth.

He Wei ignored him, glanced back, and said to the bearer, "Can't you believe me? It's better for your father to go to my place. Don't talk about the assassination when you return home, so as not to alarm the people above. people."

"No, no..." Fang Chi clenched He Wei's sleeves, glanced back with difficulty, and said, "You...don't listen to him."

He Wei turned his body sideways, blocking his gaze towards the bearer.

The bearer didn't hear Fang Chi's words, he followed slowly and said, "Master He, you have to take good care of our master."

"Naturally." He Wei said.

The bearer's footsteps stopped, and in the snowy night, only the sound of He Wei's boots tapping the ground was heard, which was dull and steady. Fang Chi felt angry, and he made another move, but because he didn't have the strength to speak, he Finally gave up, closed his eyes, showing a tired and painful look.

He Wei walked across the street and walked towards her sedan chair, when she got close, stepped into the sedan chair in two or three steps, ordered the bearer to go on the road, and carefully placed Fang Chi in his arms.

Fang Chi really bled a lot, there was a pool of moist crimson on the black official uniform, and his face was pale.His face was pale, but his lips were bright red. When he was weak, he looked very beautiful. His thin body was wrapped in dark clothes.

After seeing him for more than a month, He Wei unconsciously looked at him twice, covered his wound with her hands, her face was no better than his.

Unexpectedly, just Qixing followed behind his sedan chair, deliberately watching from a long distance, and unexpectedly ran into him being assassinated.

He regretted that he failed to prevent the assassin from assassinating, but at the same time he was glad that he followed - he could take him home logically.

After He Wei judged that he was just in a deep sleep and did not lose consciousness, he breathed a sigh of relief, opened the sedan chair curtain, and said to the bearer: "Go back, remember to go to the best doctor in the capital, no matter how much money you spend Invite people here and report my official position to the other party, don't let people think that they are ordinary people, and it is not uncommon to take care of them."

The bearer should be.

Even in the sedan chair, it was very cold, He Wei hugged the white fox fur a little tighter, Fang Chi's face was almost buried in his arms, the whole person remained motionless, inconceivably docile.

A light flashed in He Wei's eyes, and he thought, it would be great if he could be so docile in the long run... However, this is impossible.

After getting off the sedan chair, He Wei quickly walked into the house, and ordered his servants to prepare hot water, towels, light candles, and burn the stove, and carried Fang Chi to the bed in the main room, and settled him down.

He wrapped Fang Chi's wound with cloth to prevent him from bleeding too much.

Before the doctor arrived, the room was already warmed by the stove, Fang Chi had a little sweat on his forehead, and He Wei wiped it off for him.

The more he looked at him, the more he felt an irresistible impulse, and finally He Wei kissed his forehead through the veil, and his heart beat violently. At this moment, the door slammed and the doctor came in.

Like a thief caught stealing, He Wei stood up suddenly from the edge of the bed, her face was like a blushing persimmon, and she looked at the elderly doctor with some helplessness.

……

Fang Chi was lying on the bed, looking at the roof of the tent. It had not been long since he was fed food and vegetables last time. He did not expect that he would be served again, but this time the main food was not food, but medicine. .

Fang Chi didn't understand why He Wei was keen to feed him himself, and seeing him take a bite, he burst into laughter. Could it be that something really happened...is it worth his joy?

It's not that Fang Chi is ignorant of He Wei's calculations. He wants to return to the Zhuangyuan Mansion as soon as possible, but he can't even get out of bed now, and he has to ask Cheng Yu to send someone to carry him, which is a bit troublesome.

After notifying Cheng Yu, he didn't send anyone for a long time. Fang Chi was in a hurry and asked him what was the matter. Cheng Yu said that He Wei had gone to him, and said that others were fine with He Wei, so he didn't have to pick him up.

Fang Chi was furious, this Cheng Yu really turned his elbows out, he listened to He Wei even if he didn't listen to what he said, of course He Wei was the most hateful one, why stop him from going back home?

He seized the opportunity and asked He Wei: "What did you tell him?"

"Who?" He Wei pretended not to understand.

"Shao Yin'er."

"You call your wife by her full name?" He Wei raised her eyebrows in doubt.

"Don't worry about it, just say what you told him."

"Why do you think I told her that you really asked her to pick you up? It's not strange, how did you notify her?" He Wei became more and more puzzled: "It was the same last time. Can you tell her to smash the vase?"

"It's just luck, he just happened to get angry at that time," Fang Chi concealed, "As for why you asked what you told him, it's because after so long, he still hasn't come to pick me up and put me in an outsider's house." It's strange to live."

"Outsiders?" He Wei nodded and said, "Very good."

He walked up to Fang Chi with big strides, looked down at him, and said with anger in his eyes, "Even if I am an outsider, who is she to you?"

"Who else is the wife that Ming Media is marrying?" Fang Chi gritted his teeth.

"Really?" He Wei showed an expression of obvious disbelief.

Why is he suspicious?Fang Chi was a little puzzled, but he said: "Just talk about a woman and child, are you bothered?"

"Are you guilty?" He Wei raised his eyebrows, and the anger in his eyes burned fiercely: "I think I can't keep what I said in my heart, but when I went to see her, something happened that made me OK, Health, No, Solution.”

"What's the matter?" Fang Chi pursed his lips and looked at him.

"On Shao Yin'er's neck is something only for men, do you think it's strange?" He Wei approached him abruptly, and said to him face to face.

Fang Chi was so frightened that he almost sat up from the bed. He moved a little to the side, away from He Wei's questioning gaze, and asked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm not talking nonsense. I didn't believe it before," He Wei said. "His Adam's apple is particularly inconspicuous, and his neck is smooth. Usually, when I see him, he always hides his neck deliberately. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it."

Fang Chi's heart sank.

He Wei said again: "In order to prove that I am not dazzled, I asked someone to take a mirror and said to him, 'Madam, your cheek was scratched accidentally, women value appearance, you should be careful', she took it I looked in the mirror, and I didn’t know what I saw, and my face turned pale. I knew I was right, she must be a man, and the lapel of the clothes was accidentally opened, and I didn’t realize that the stuffing was exposed, so That's why you're so nervous."

Fang Chi was speechless.

"You don't deny it?" He Wei pressed her step by step.

"The prime minister is really brave enough to raise Erlang as Jiao'e. This is really deceiving the people of the world. And you are also really brave. How dare you marry such a sex-converted person."

Seeing that Fang Chi had been exposed by him, he regained his composure, looked straight at him, and said, "Now that you know, what do you do?" He chuckled lightly, "Do you want to use this to threaten me and make me sure?"

He Wei was irritated by the sarcasm in his words, she laughed back angrily, grabbed his collar and said: "You are so loud, I really don't know that the crime I committed to deceive the king can make you die once? "

"I know, so what do you do?" Fang Chi's face darkened, thinking to himself, holding this handle in He Wei's hands would really embarrass him.

"However, this is not what I care about the most," He Wei's face suddenly became blurred: "'Why didn't you tell me that you are still a broken sleeve', you once said this to me, now, I can Will it be returned to you as it is?"

Fang Chi stopped breathing for a moment, and after he understood what He Wei was talking about, he said loudly: "You misunderstood! No! I'm not!"

However, He Wei bent down recklessly and kissed him on the cheek and the corner of his eyes. Fang Chi couldn't hold back, turned his head, and cursed: "What are you crazy about?!"

"No?" He smiled, a bit bitterly: "You lied to me, there is no man in the world who can not like a man, but marry him."

"I'm greedy for the prime minister's power!" Fang Chi said loudly.

"You're talking nonsense. You told me you hate broken sleeves. If you really hated it, you wouldn't bow to power."

"It's because I have to marry him in order to get ahead, that I hate Duanxiu so much!" Fang Chi said loudly, supporting He Wei's shoulders with both hands to prevent him from going crazy again.

"Tell me, do you like him?" He Wei blushed, staring at him closely, not letting go of any of his expressions.

Fang Chi was so angry that his head was smoking, and when the matter developed later, he turned into a real Duanxiu and suspected that he was Duanxiu?

"It's a ghost if you like it!" Fang Chi scolded: "It's enough to have you as a lunatic with broken sleeves in the world, wouldn't it be bombed if you have a few more?!"

"That's good," He Wei seemed relieved, he took a step back, took Fang Chi's outstretched palm, put it in his hand and kissed it softly, and said with a soft smile: "You still have injuries on your body, don't worry about it." I'm so angry, I need to get well."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Fang Chi felt a surge of anger rushing from his chest to his limbs, making his whole body creak and tremble. He can guarantee that this person did it on purpose!

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