If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

But Qiu Jihan obviously didn't have that much patience, so he grabbed Pingting again and wanted to take her away.

Still unwilling to give up, Nie Rujiu rushed forward and grabbed Pingting's sleeve, asking, "You lied to me, right?"

Pingting just laughed. Although she was defeated, she laughed again when she thought that that bitch and that little bastard had died under her schemes: "It's just a love potion. It's a very simple thing. It doesn't take me any effort."

Nie Rujiu suddenly felt palpitations, as if all the blood vessels in his chest were blocked by sundries, making all his blood stuck in his heart, unable to flow out at all.

Qiu Jihan caught Pingting, and then looked at Jing Yilan with an indifferent look, as if he was not looking at his son at all, but just a stranger.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you follow me and wait for the backlash to die?" Qiu Jihan said.

Jing Yilan obviously hadn't recovered from such an accident, he was startled awake by Qiu Jihan's words, after hearing clearly, he shook his head a little dullly, and said, "No, I still have to find someone... I'm going to find him..."

Qiu Jihan didn't talk nonsense with him, he used the trick he used to catch Pingting just now to attract him, quickly subdued him and held him in the other hand.

Seeing this situation, Chen Ziyan just burst out laughing.

Qiu Jihan finally remembered her as a person, and turned to look at her: "Who are you, why do you know so many things?"

Chen Ziyan bowed to him, and said, "I am the one who sent someone to send a letter to Senior Qiu today. I come from an ordinary family, and I have been helped by Senior Ye Wenlan, so I am here to repay the favor, that's all."

Qiu Jihan nodded, and sent out a black feather order with a wave of his hand, which was being delivered to her.

"Since you are Wenlan's disciple, you are my honored guest of Yiyanlou. From now on, you can use this order to go to any Yiyanlou branch, as long as you have something to ask, the Yiyanlou members will fulfill your wish even if they die. "

Chen Ziyan put away the Black Feather Order, respectfully worshiped him, and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

This call of master obviously greatly pleased Qiu Jihan, but when he saw Pingting, the only trace of joy disappeared.

Within a day, although he found out the truth, he also saw the dead body of his beloved with his own eyes.

He will let Lu Wenting, a poisonous woman, taste what life is worse than death, and what it means to repent.

Qiu Jihan came in a hurry and left in a hurry. In this huge courtyard, they were the only ones left in a blink of an eye.

Since Fairy Pingting said those words, Nie Rujiu seemed to have lost his soul, standing there motionless, even when the cold wind called him, he couldn't regain his senses.

[System prompt: The branch character Nie Rujiu has a love value of +10, a regret degree of +10, a current love value of 80, and a regret degree of 70. 】

Seeing that there was nothing for her here, Chen Ziyan turned around and left again.

She still needs to explain to Leng Qiangrong that the six-petaled golden lotus has been used up, and she has to think of other ways to poison the wind sleeve.

Leng Qiangrong fetched water, and after testing the temperature of the water, he brought it over to scrub the wind sleeve.

The medicine he had boiled was placed on the table, already cold.

Feng Xiu was lying on his side on the bed, he was obviously a young man, but his body was really emaciated.

Leng Qiangrong didn't dare to disturb him, for fear of causing his displeasure.

But Feng Xiu was very vigilant, and when he heard the noise, he sat up.

Leng Qiangrong carefully put the water basin on the ground, raised his face and said to him: "Xiaoer..."

Feng Xiu showed embarrassment on his face, but ignored him.

Leng Qiangrong looked at him, seeing his reserved posture and alienated expression, he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable again.

He hesitated, took out a few small objects from his clothes, and pushed them to Fengxiu.

"I bought it at the market today, see if you like it." Leng Qiangrong said with a hint of flattery, as if coaxing a child who refused to eat.

Feng Xiu grabbed one of the objects, groped for a bit, and found that it turned out to be a Nine Links.Picking up another one is even more outrageous, it turned out to be a rattle drum.

Seeing that he took it, Leng Qiangrong looked at him anxiously, watching his reaction.

Although he has many children, he has never paid attention to it, as if he has completed the task, he ran away after giving birth.

He had never coaxed the child, and he didn't know what Feng Xiu would like, so he could only go to the market and buy a bunch of things that the peddler said the child would like, and bought them all for him.

But he didn't know that he delivered these things too late.As far as Feng Xiu is concerned, these things are not so much flattering him as insulting him.

So before Leng Qiangrong could react, Feng Xiu grabbed those things and threw them all at him.

"Go away!" he shouted.

Leng Qiangrong was hit in the face by those things, but he didn't dare to get angry, he just picked it up with a low eyebrow and took it out.

When he went out, he ran into Chen Ziyan who just came back.

Leng Qiangrong immediately couldn't care less about things, and hurriedly leaned in front of her, asking questions with his eyes.

Chen Ziyan shook his head at him.

Leng Qiangrong's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Chen Ziyan bypassed him and walked into the room.

Fengxiu thought it was Leng Qiangrong who had left and returned, but when he heard the footsteps, it didn't sound like it.

"Who?" he asked.

"it's me."

Fengxiu recognized that this was the female voice he heard the day he woke up, and he also heard her name from Leng Qiangrong, knowing her name was Chen Ziyan.

"Leng Qiangrong is really getting more and more beastly. I heard that you are not very old, but he can do it."

Leng Qiangrong's reputation has always been known far and wide, so it's no wonder that Fengxiu would characterize her as a girl who was touched by Leng Qiangrong.

Chen Ziyan thought about it, in order to get close to Leng Qiangrong, he also let him take advantage of it, Feng Xiu's words were not wrong.

"You don't have to be so afraid of me. As for me, I have slept with that guy Leng Qiangrong once or twice. To be honest, I'm still on your side." Chen Ziyan laughed.

Feng Xiu was puzzled, but Chen Ziyan had already explained: "Your mother saved me, and I'm here to repay the favor."

Feng Xiu didn't ask much, she said, and he listened.

"Thank you for saving me," he said.

Chen Ziyan also sympathized with him when he saw that all these things had nothing to do with him, and he ignored life and death.

She stepped forward, took something out of her sleeve, and handed it to him.

Feng Xiu touched it and found that it was a bamboo flute.

"Leng Qiangrong didn't deliver it himself, so he ordered you to come?" He didn't answer.

"He didn't buy this, I bought it for you." Chen Ziyan stuffed the bamboo flute into his hand without any explanation, as if he insisted on taking it.

Since it was not given by Leng Qiangrong, he has no reason to shirk.

Feng Xiu held the bamboo flute, rubbed the hole on it, and thought of his own jade flute.

He suddenly raised his head and said to Chen Ziyan, "Are you in charge of shopping?"

She didn't intend to stay forever, and she couldn't even talk about what to buy, but she heard that Fengxiu asked so much, so she hummed and said yes.

Feng Xiu held the flute, pulled it to her chest, and said to her as if begging: "Then if you go to the market tomorrow, can you bring me two candies? I can give you money..."

As he spoke, he went to fumble for his pocket, but his clothes had already been changed, and it turned out that there was no silver taels in his body, so after fumbling around, his hands were still empty.

Chen Ziyan didn't make fun of him, but resolved his embarrassment naturally, saying: "You don't need to give me money, I said I'm here to repay your kindness, your mother has saved my life, this kindness cannot be measured by money. In the future Whatever you want, just tell me."

In fact, most of her money was given by Leng Qiangrong, but she could see that Fengxiu repulsed Leng Qiangrong very much. If she told the source of the money, Fengxiu would definitely be disgusted, so she vaguely said it and said nothing.

Sure enough, Feng Xiu didn't become suspicious, but just thanked her.

Chen Ziyan saw that he looked cute, but she hadn't looked at him carefully before, but looking at him now, she realized that he was actually very small.

"How old are you?" she asked him.

Feng Xiu didn't know why she asked this, but she still answered honestly: "After the new year, I will be nineteen."

He was only nineteen, much younger than himself.Before reaching the crown, such a catastrophe happened, eh.She sighed slightly in her heart, had a brief conversation with him, and then walked out.

As soon as she went out, she saw Leng Qiangrong. Seeing her coming out, Leng Qiangrong hurried over and wanted to ask her about the condition of Fengxiu.

After all, Chen Ziyan still had a conscience. When she thought of Feng Xiu's appearance just now, and saw the culprit, she immediately became angry, cursed a beast at Leng Qiangrong, and walked away.

Leng Qiangrong didn't know where he had offended this aunt again, seeing her furious appearance, he didn't dare to ask again.

With Chen Ziyan here, Leng Qiangrong can relax a little bit.

Feng Xiu repelled him, and was unwilling to talk to him, but he was kind to Chen Ziyan.

But when he thought that Fengxiu's time was running out, and maybe he would leave after tomorrow, Leng Qiangrong couldn't be happier.

After dinner, Leng Qiangrong went to the yard and found that Fengxiu had left the door.

I don't know how he groped his way out.

The sun was about to set, and the clouds in the sky were dyed purple, embedded in the high mountains, crumbling.

The light at sunset was not scorching hot, but it shone warmly on Feng Xiu, as if it had plated a layer of gold on his body.

Before Leng Qiangrong approached, he heard the sound of a flute.

Only then did he see clearly that Feng Xiu was actually holding a bamboo flute in his hand and was playing it.

Leng Qiangrong suddenly stopped, and stood there staring at him in a daze.

The appearance of Fengxiu playing the flute brought back memories buried deep in his mind.

When Ruan Xiyu was in his residence, she liked to play the flute.With the jade flute she carries with her, she can play a graceful piece of music casually.

But now she is gone, and her son, like her, played the movement that Leng Qiangrong branded in his soul again.

How similar is Fengxiu to her.

But I have ignored him for so many years.

Leng Qiangrong rubbed his sore eye sockets, and only dared to come to him after he finished blowing.

Feng Xiu had already remembered his footsteps, and when he came over, he didn't turn his head away as usual.

"It's windy outside, let me lead you in," he said.

Feng Xiu seemed to have listened to his words, but she didn't intend to ask him to help her.Leng Qiangrong watched him turn around slowly, and watched him walk back without knowing the direction.

"Go to the left." Leng Qiangrong was by his side, as if guiding a child who had just learned to walk, telling him how to walk.

Feng Xiu walked very slowly, a rolling stone under his feet, or a side of slippery soil, might cause him to fall.

It was a short journey, but it took him a long time to get there.

When he finally got on the railing, it was over.

His back is so thin, as if any gust of wind could blow him down.Leng Qiangrong really wanted to step forward to support him, but he repeatedly stretched out his hand, and finally let it go again and again.

He dare not.

Feng Xiu walked all the way back to the room, groped and sat down on the couch where he slept peacefully at night.

Leng Qiangrong poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Fengxiu did not refuse.

Seeing his pale appearance, Leng Qiangrong felt worried, and slowly knelt down in front of him.

"Did your mother teach you this song?" Leng Qiangrong asked.

Feng Xiu didn't answer him, but grabbed the flute tightly with both hands.He lowered his head slightly, a ray of tenderness fainted between his brows and eyes.

Leng Qiangrong knew he had guessed right.

It was rare for him to talk to Feng Xiu, even though Feng Xiu didn't respond, he still wanted to talk.

"She was buried in the outskirts of Fanyang. I dug the grave for her myself. When you get better, I will take you there to see her." Leng Qiangrong said.

Feng Xiu pursed her lips, a trace of fragility appeared on her face.

Wait for him to feel better?Will he be okay?

Although he didn't make a sound, Leng Qiangrong understood what he didn't say.He knew it was all his fault, but there was nothing he could do.

The damage has already been done, and no amount of talking will help.

"Your mother...can you tell me something about her?" He didn't know why he had the audacity to say such a thing, but when he thought of how many years he had missed and hurt her for so long, he felt uncomfortable Tight, only longing to find her trace from a few words.

Fengxiu was silent for a long time.This time, he didn't retort or sarcasm, he just thought for a long time before saying to Leng Qiangrong: "She is very gentle."

Leng Qiangrong straightened his back in an instant, as if he was listening attentively.

Feng Xiu's mind slowly sketched out the appearance of a woman, she is not rich, nor very elegant, but she always smiles at him, as if in her eyes, there is no hurdle in the past.

"I can't remember clearly." Fengxiu said dejectedly, even though he wanted to recall it very much, but he was too young at that time, and before he had time to savor the love this woman gave him, she left.

But after searching in his mind, he still came up with one thing.

"When I was four years old, on my birthday, I wanted to eat candy. The first time I remembered the taste of candy, she begged for it from other places, and she kept it carefully for me. I tasted it once and thought Try it for the second time. But she can’t afford it. He makes a living selling jokes in a brothel. No one else has a son, but she brought me such an oil bottle. The madam has never been used to her, and the meals on weekdays are all skipped Very, how can I give her spare money to buy these luxury things." Feng Xiu smiled when he said, but there was bitterness hidden in that smile, "But I really made trouble for her, she had no choice but to do it for me. I went to accompany a guest who has always been notorious and no one dared to accompany him."

His voice lowered, and there was deep pain in his words, as if the story had reached the most difficult and saddest part.

"It was only later that I found out that because of my words, she was beaten all night by a guest." Feng Xiu was choked up as he spoke, and he moved his face away, not wanting Leng Qiangrong to see his fragile face. look.

Leng Qiangrong repeatedly opened and closed his lips, he couldn't see the grief on Feng Xiu's face, and Feng Xiu couldn't see the old tears on his face.