Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

After drinking the medicine, but after being refreshed for a while, Feng Ze lay on the bed and yawned lightly.The way young people yawn is different from the rudeness of others. They just open their lips slightly, take a breath, and then one or two drops of physiological tears will seep from the corners of their eyes.

This look looks more like a sleepy cat acting like a baby to its owner. Qi Yin, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help but reach out and wipe away the marks on the corners of his eyes: "Sleepy? Let's rest for a while."

Feng Ze nodded and shook his head again, and said softly: "Before I slept for too long, my mind was not clear. I still don't know the identity of the young master, and how to call him? I thank you in advance for saving my life. "

When the young man spoke, his expression was light, and the shape of his lips was reserved and beautiful, slightly curved, giving people a faint sense of gentleness.Aside from the feeling of lameness that flashed through the boy's mind when he called himself "Slave's House", Qi Yin stared at the boy's slightly red earlobe hidden in the black hair, and his heart was clear.He calmed down, and said: "I'm staying at home for the second time, if Yuan'er doesn't mind, please call me Second Brother Wei."

It's inconvenient to reveal his real identity for the time being, so he picked someone from his maternal cousins ​​to cover up, so it's not a lie.After a pause, he continued: "I have taken you away from that place now, so you don't have to worry about it. Everything in the past is just ashes, just look at the future... This is one of my private residences, you Stay well, if there is anything missing, you can tell the people below to take care of it, and you don't have to take care of others."

Feng Ze didn't expect that the male lead who had always been suspicious would reveal his identity to him. As a prince, it was already a great miracle for him to be able to save himself who he had never met in Qifeng Tower.Quietly listening to the always cold male protagonist in the original plot turned into a chatterbox, and there is a tendency to talk about the topic more and more crookedly.

What do you mean this is my private mansion, you live here, just buy what you need.

Bao. Don’t have a strong sense of sight in the outer room~

Although Feng Ze understands that Qi Yin's words really don't mean anything else, it's hard for others not to understand!

But thinking about the reputation of the original character, and the Du family hiding in the dark and watching him covetously, it seems that only by making others mistakenly think that he was raised as an outhouse can they calm down for a while.

After all, only when he is unhappy can those people laugh.But it's not certain who will laugh until the end of the story until the end!snort!

After Qi Yin finished speaking, Feng Ze didn't make a fuss, and called out shallowly: "Second Brother Wei."

Hearing a title slowly spit out from the young man's mouth, Qi Yin felt that the bottom of his heart was very warm.Thinking of when he brought the young man out of Qifeng Tower, he only heard the bustard calling him Yuan'er, but he didn't know his full name, so he asked, "It's ridiculous, I only know that other people call you Yuan'er, but you still don't know it." I don't know what your full name is?"

"Full name?" Feng Ze was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Gong...Second brother Wei called me Ming Yuan."

Qi Yin frowned: "Grievance? No one would call this..."

As soon as Feng Ze heard it, he knew that he had made a mistake, and said softly: "There is dust in front, so it contains Mingyuan." He smiled calmly, "It was the name given to me by the madam when I entered the building."

Qi Yin nodded clearly: "What about your previous name?"

"The previous name? I don't remember."

The boy's expression was in a trance for a moment, and his delicate eyebrows were stained with a trace of sadness.Qi Yin's heart twitched, and he couldn't help touching the boy's black hair, and gently patted the back of the boy's head with his gentle and generous palm, like a considerate brother comforting a well-behaved younger brother.

Feng Ze was taken aback when he was photographed, the familiar temperature and intensity, and even the hidden doting in the eyes of the man in front of him all made him dazed.Following the man's gentle palm, he narrowed his eyes and rubbed his forehead lightly.Is it possible to have a second, he thought, maybe he can replace a man in this world——

that person.

The days of being a virtual data are too lonely, and he also wants to be pampered and cared for.

Feeling the soft friction from the palm of his hand, Qi Yin was stunned for a moment. It was obviously the first time he made a movement, but he seemed to have rehearsed it thousands of times, everything was so natural and logical.

Perhaps, this is fate?

The room fell into silence for a moment.Feng Ze was in a daze, and Qi Yin didn't know where his mood was going, but there was no embarrassment between the two of them, and the atmosphere was peaceful for a while.

When the doctor brought the medicine box to change the medicine routinely, the boy on the bed could not survive the physical exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning hot, the doors and windows were opened a little to let in air, but two screens were carefully placed so that the cold wind could not reach the bed and disperse.Qi Yin carefully lifted off the thin quilt on the young man's body, unbuttoned the buttons on his side, and removed his clothes, revealing the tender skin of the young man interlaced with green and red traces in large snow-white areas.

Fingers slid from the boy's delicate butterfly bone to the slender waist, carefully avoiding the wound, Qi Yin felt a pang of pity in his heart.Closing his eyes, he got up from the bed and motioned for the doctor to come forward.

After staring at the doctor changing the medicine, Qi Yin asked, "How many days will it take for his injury to recover?"

The old man with goatee stroked his beard and said: "If you only refer to this flesh and blood wound, it will only take more than ten days. But if you refer to other things, I am sorry to say one more thing, this young master's hidden disease, I am afraid Most of them are hard to cure. If you take good care of them in the future, you may live for a few years..."

"What did you say? Dark disease?!"

The cup in Qi Yin's hand was not steady, and it fell on the table all of a sudden.

The old doctor saw that his shock did not seem to be fake, and sighed softly: "This old man has been practicing medicine for many years, and he never tells lies. I'm afraid you bought the young man on the couch from the place of fireworks, right?" Speaking of which, He coughed lightly, with the chaotic hoarseness and slowness unique to the elderly, "His limbs and wrists are covered with scars. It seems that his deeds are simple, but in fact he is extremely sinister. If the old man's guess is correct, I want to come to this little boy." He must have been a martial artist in the past, and this injury may last for more than two years..."

Listening silently to the old doctor slowly uttering his diagnosis, Qi Yin gradually calmed down from the shock and anger when he heard it for the first time.

"The consultation fee will be one hundred taels later. You don't have to refuse, you deserve it." Qi Yin waved his hand to the young man waiting outside the door, and said in a deep voice, "Send the old man out of the house."

The old doctor sighed and said no more, just cupped his hands, picked up the medicine box and left with the boy.

Outside the house, a maid came into the house with a tea gu, and was about to add tea for the master.This little maid was beautiful and cute, her black and white eyes were full of playfulness, her hands were lightly handling the tea set, a pair of jade bracelets hung on her wrists, making her slender and graceful against her white wrists.

Qi Yin stared deeply at the little maid's slender wrist, and a burst of anger suddenly burst out in his heart, he whispered: "Get out!"

"Ah!" Su Changxia was taken aback by the sudden scolding.With a shake of her hand, she sprinkled the whole Gu tea soup on Qi Yin's robe without falling to the ground.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" He bowed his head and apologized abruptly. Regardless of the wrists pinned by the man, Su Changxia stretched out his other hand and wiped the tea-stained robe, "I didn't do it on purpose!"

"... What did you say?" Qi Yin's voice was very soft, his fingers were pinched on the wrist of the servant girl in front of him, and he was stroking the flat, smooth and flawless part, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Who gave you the courage? How dare you, a little maid, call yourself 'I' in front of your master? I don't even know when the rules in this mansion were changed!"

Thinking of a little maid who dares to call himself me in front of him, but the young man on the couch who should be proud can only act cautiously based on people's faces, and is forced to commit himself to a brothel to do despicable things!Thinking that a little maid can have a healthy and sound body, but a young man has to suffer day and night from the recurrence of old diseases, and his life may be taken away at any time!

Why!

On the fourth day after Yu Qifenglou rescued the boy, he couldn't help but think for the first time, why God didn't let them meet earlier!For the rest of his life, Qi Yin couldn't ask for too much, but even if the young man was so close and within reach, he was still afraid that the young man would disappear in a blink of an eye just like the child he used to be.

Thinking of that child who was just like his own brother, Qi Yin felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't suppress the bloodthirsty impulse for a while, and then looked at this slave girl who was not pleasing to the eye, and an invisible murderous intent surged in his heart.

"You hurt me!"

Su Changxia shouted loudly with a pale face, the pain in her wrist made her almost faint.This man is too scary, he is definitely a lunatic!

Hitting the upper body of the man in front of her hard, Su Changxia had already forgotten all the changes after time travel, and also forgot the identity of the man in front of her in the mansion, she just felt that she was extremely wronged.

Marry Gao Fushuai after time travel as agreed, and reach the pinnacle of life!In the end, Gao Fushuai got it, but helplessly, this man's brain is sick, so he is definitely not his real son!

Sure enough, the novels are all lies!

"kindness……"

Intermittent screams mixed with the sound of beating, Feng Ze lay on the bed, waking up from sleep in a daze.

Staying in one position for a long time made his body a little stiff.He moved, but found that the corners of his quilt were tightly tucked in. He smiled silently, and Qi Yin's somewhat paralyzed, but unexpectedly pleasing handsome face appeared in front of his eyes very naturally.

Such a considerate person, I really don't know who will be cheaper in the future.

Thinking wildly, he got up, and thoughtfully placed a pair of soft and comfortable shoes beside the couch that he could put on without bending over.He stepped up, followed the chaotic voice, and pushed aside the bead curtain that blocked his sight.

Sure enough, the world can no longer stop the pace of meeting between the hero and heroine? !

"..." Silently glanced at the two people who were tugging on each other, Feng Ze took a step back, and said softly, "Go ahead."

After speaking, he went back to the room, lay down on the bed again, and rolled himself into a ball.

His back became a little itchy due to the medicine, and he couldn't help but reach out and scratch at the back.After grabbing two paws, the emotion in my mind just now hit my heart again.

"What are you thinking about, it's not all cheap in the end, mistress."

He muttered something in a low voice, then withdrew his hand, and covered his eyes in anger.

Even if you are always big-hearted in data selection, there will occasionally be times when you want to be quiet.

Although, he didn't quite know who Jing Jing was.