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

The fog in the early morning weather has not dissipated, and there is still a little damp feeling.

On the way to the side room, Feng Ze stepped on the rammed stone path, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.His expression looked a little sleepy, and even the little red mole under the corner of his eye, which was always dazzling, was dimmed.

The whole person exudes a low air pressure.

Yiliu Xiaobu followed behind, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of worry.She glanced at the boy who was half an arm away from her, and winked: Miss Qing Ning really got out with that man?

The boy glanced back at her: If this statement is true, then should I still hang out in Fengfu?

Yi Liu stared at her beautiful eyes: I'm not afraid that the son will lose his temper and cut you off!

The boy rolled his eyes: If I don't report it, when something really happens, it won't just be solved by cutting it off.

With a low hum, Yiliu lifted the hem of her skirt and walked a few steps faster.

The road from the main house to the side house is not long, let alone Feng Ze's walking is not slow.Along the blue stone road, within half a cup of tea, he stood outside the side room.Pushing open the door, there is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

The bitterness is mixed with some cool aroma. I don't know which girl lit the incense, but it is surprisingly not unpleasant when mixed with the smell of Chinese medicine.

At the entrance of the main hall of the side room, two anxious girls were guarding, turning around and looking into the inner room frequently.Seeing Feng Ze pushing the door and entering, the two of them panicked, and without even thinking about it, they knelt tremblingly to plead guilty.

"Stop kneeling."

After taking a look at the two of them, Feng Ze heard the chaotic voices in the inner room, just opened the curtain and walked straight into the inner room.

He wanted to see how much trouble this protagonist Gong was going to make for him!Having said that, he remembered that in the original plot, when the Buddha woke up, he acted quite quietly to the protagonist, why did he make such a big commotion when he came here!

Feeling a little sullen in his heart, Feng Ze stepped into the back room, the noisy voices from all walks of life seemed to be wiped out in a daze, and the surroundings became quiet.

"Son!"

Suddenly, the servants who were screaming and mourning all over the room struggled to get up and fell to their knees again. The sound of their knees hitting the ground made Feng Ze feel pain for them.

Squinting his phoenix eyes, Feng Ze couldn't help being surprised when he saw that the faces of all these people were covered with bruises.

"My lord!" Suddenly, a shocking sobbing and crying erupted from the crowd of maids with drooping hair and trembling, "Hurry up and save my girl! She, she is about to be beaten to death by that wicked man!" !"

The sad round-faced servant girl's makeup was smeared from crying, but she looked even more... miserable than the servant who had suffered flesh and blood injuries.

The frown has not been loosened since last night, Feng Ze recognized at a glance that this was the little girl from the early morning, hearing her crying and mourning, his eyes finally fell on the side of the couch.

The crimson curtain hangs down to cover the bed, and the ambiguous figures of two people overlapping can be vaguely seen inside.There was no sound in the couch, the curtains were hanging and swaying slightly, and the rustling of clothes rustling quietly rang in my ears, like sticky lovers entangled.

Body tensed, Feng Xuan took a step forward.

A low cry of pain suddenly sounded in the tent, it was a clear voice.

The slender white catkins swept across the curtain, and the green cloak on her arm hung down on the ground along with the movement of her arm sliding down.There was another rustling sound on the bed, and the tightly closed curtain was suddenly tugged by the slender hand and fell down with a loud bang.

"Qing Ning." His pupils shrank, Feng Ze couldn't help calling out the name of the woman who was leaning on the bed.

"Hmm... sir, son."

The sweet and tender voice of that day was now hoarse and ugly like an old woman in her twilight years.

Qing Ning was firmly pressed on the bed by the gauze-wrapped man, unable to move, her beautiful eyes were full of autumn water and fear.When she saw Feng Ze, a line of clear tears flowed from her eyes instantly, wet the black hair under her temples.

"It hurts... son, save me..."

Hearing Qing Ning struggle to utter a few words from her lips, Feng Ze stared and found out carefully that several horrible handprints were grasped on her white and tender slender arms, and her fragile jaw was gripped like a pair of iron by a man. Ordinary rough palms strangled fiercely.The delicate and delicate makeup was now mottled into patches of dirt, revealing a pale purple face that was almost hypoxic.

This……

Feng Ze froze in place, only to realize that although the two people on the couch seemed to overlap each other, in fact Gu Yue kept a clear distance from Qing Ning very vigilantly.It's just that Gu Yue looked down at Qing Ning's top, making the actual dangerous posture of the two of them unreasonably ambiguous.

His eyes finally fell on Gu Yue.

The man's body was carefully washed yesterday. At this moment, his body is tense, and the bronze-colored skin under the gauze is looming. He is like a leopard ready to go, and Qing Ning is the prey that falls under his claws.

But even so——

"Let go of her."

An unknown fire was burning in the bottom of her heart, and the black and white phoenix eyes seemed to be clustered with flames.Ignoring the natural gap between the man's strength and his own, Feng Ze took a step forward and made a "slap" sound to sweep away the man's holding Qingning's hand.

Gu Yue suddenly raised his head, on his pale and resolute face, there was a cold light like a sharp blade in his dark eyes, and the chilling killing intent made people shudder.The movement of his raising his head was a bit too sudden, Feng Ze was startled, the tip of his nose almost touched Gu Yue's straight nose bridge.

The eyes met for a moment, and a trace of confusion suddenly flashed across Gu Yue's cold eyes.

An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, Feng Ze pressed his lower lip tightly, and repeated: "Let her go."

His eyes darkened, and Gu Yue remained calm.

"My lord..." Qing Ning was sobbing, feeling the man's hand loosen, she angrily used all her strength to break away from the palm that was clasped on her chin.Regardless of her image, she stumbled and rolled out of bed, and hurriedly ran behind Feng Ze. She covered her sore chin, firmly grasped Feng Ze's sleeves and hid behind her back, her eyes were full of disgust and fear for Gu Yue.

The feeling of being grabbed by someone's sleeve was not pleasant, Feng Ze wanted to swipe away forcefully, but Gu Yue grabbed his other arm again at some point.

"..." After a moment of silence, he stared straight at Gu Yue's calloused hands, but said to Qing Ning, "Go back to your yard."

"My lord!" Qing Ning clenched even tighter, still twisting the cloth in her hands, "No, I can't just sit and watch you being deceived by this man! He's a lunatic!" It's a little bitch smash!Young master, you must see clearly, don't be fooled by this face!

Qing Ning poked her head out indignantly, Gu Yue's eyes flickered, and the moment he looked at her, his eyes flickered with a chilling glint.

A palm wind suddenly passed by the ear, before he could see the man's movement clearly, he heard a clear and crisp sound, accompanied by the sound of falling to the ground, exploded beside his ear.

"Ah, my hair—!" With a scream, Qing Ning lay on the ground quietly holding the hairpin in her bun, and it was evenly broken into three pieces. On the broken hosta.

"Girl!" The solid-eyed little maid rushed forward in an instant.

The two looked at me and you, each looked at the makeup on their cheeks, and felt sad from the bottom of their hearts for a moment, hugging each other's shoulders and cuddling together, weeping...

I'll go, that's okay?

Raising his eyebrows, Feng Ze suddenly lost his composure when facing the pair of master and servant.He only cast a sideways glance at the boy who was hiding at the door and dared not move, which meant——

Hurry up and help Master drag these two unsightly women back to the backyard!

The young servant understood, and led a group of servants, half pulling and dragging them out of the house.

Qing Ning left, and the room fell silent instantly.

Feng Ze has seen Gu Yue's palm on his wrist, the strength is not strong, but it is enough to make him unable to break free immediately.

The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he showed a smile that was not a smile: "How long are you going to drag me?"

Gu Yue's eyes were scorching hot, and a pale trace appeared on his lips, which were as thin as a sharp knife.

After a while, he only opened his hoarse voice and asked, "Who are you?"

"Sealed."

"Feng, choose." There seemed to be whispers on the lips, but the strength of Gu Yue's five fingers tightened a bit.He leaned forward slightly, and the wound on his chest didn't even frown. He just stared blankly at Feng Ze, licked the dry corners of his lips, and asked, "Then... who am I?"

Feng Ze looked at the bewilderment covered by layers of ice in the man's eyes, even though he knew the plot earlier, his heart still softened involuntarily.

Seriously staring at the man's sharp and cold eyebrows, he bent his lips and said with a smile: "You are A Yue, my A Yue."

Gu Yue's expression was rarely sluggish for a moment, and his blunt facial features inexplicably turned a strange blush: "I am...yours?"

The corner of Feng Ze's mouth twitched into a smile, and he babbled nonchalantly: "Of course you are mine."

"Why don't I remember anything?" Gu Yue frowned and said in a daze.

"That's because you were badly injured."

"Injured..." Many fragments flashed in his head, he couldn't see clearly, Gu Yue raised his eyes and looked straight at Feng Ze, and the gorgeous and exquisite facial features vaguely emerged in his mind...

Clutching his chest, a burst of tearing pain caused cold sweat to break out suddenly on his forehead. He clenched his teeth tightly, and his five fingers grasped the noble young man in front of him with increasing strength.

It hurt a bit, but Feng Ze didn't struggle.

"what happened?"

Seeing the forbearance carved on the man's face, he stretched out his hand to touch Gu Yue's chest, under the warm chest, the thick gauze was soaked with fresh blood from the wound.

The delicate and cold touch of the fingers can be felt through the gauze, Gu Yue only felt a heat in his heart, and most of the pain in the wound disappeared for a while.

"Just now you said that I belong to you, so who am I to you? What is our relationship?" Taking the opportunity to hold the finger with beautiful knuckles, Gu Yue pressed it to his heart.

Well, the wound doesn't hurt anymore.

Feng Ze was stunned by the man's smooth movements, his ears turned red, and he felt unconvinced for a while.

Why do you still flirt like this when you have amnesia?

Squinting his eyes, Feng Ze half-bent, leaned over and whispered something in Gu Yue's ear.

Eyes full of surprise, Gu Yue raised his head, only to see that the corners of the young man's lips curled up, and his smile was particularly good-looking.