Our leader can't be so funny

And Ye Fuyi’s memory in Shangguan’s mansion has also come to an end, he said with a wry smile: “After returning to Peach Blossom Valley, I often think of that day, every time I think of my heart, it’s like being cut open bit by bit with a knife. I always think, that day when Ling'er was lying helplessly on Luoyang Street and watched me approaching him step by step with a sword, how desperate he felt, but I didn't know anything, at that moment, my There is only one thought in my heart - kill him!

I never imagined how heartless I was at the time and how regretful I would be later.He took Menghunsan and lost that memory, and I deserved to bear all this. This is my punishment, and I don't regret it.He is the leader of the demon sect, and he has lost his memory. The world is in turmoil, and the various sects are waiting for the opportunity. Since I have made an oath, I will never take the initiative to appear in front of him again in this life, so I went to the Wulin League and agreed. Master asked to succeed him as the leader of the martial arts alliance. Since I can't guard him, then I will guard this river and lake. The two ways of good and evil are in peace. Knowing that he is safe is enough for my life. "

"That's why you agreed to marry Zhuang Lian/Cheng, because your heart is dead, right? You think, it's better to rely on the power of the dealer to expand the strength of the Wulin League. In this case, even if the war between good and evil breaks out, you will Do you have enough capital to protect your Demon Cult leader, right?" Shangguan Qiyou took a deep look at him, "Enough is enough, even if you betray him, you have suffered enough these years. You are all betrayed by Ye Shaoqin That little bastard was framed, Ye Fuyi, you are not a saint, you don’t have the ability to see the future, Feng Ling was born in the magic way, it is normal for you to have that kind of reaction at that time, but I didn’t expect you to be really cruel, like you As I said, Feng Ling has forgotten everything, and you are punished for suffering alone and blaming yourself. After so long, the punishment is enough. Since he came back to find you by himself, it means that your fate is not over, and everything is predestined. If you still care about him, go to the Devil's Cult to find him."

***

It rained a lot at night, and the sky was clear during the day, the ground was covered in red, and there were still messy footprints in the mud.In the courtyard, the left and right protectors looked at each other, suddenly, the right protector said: "Do you think the people in the medical hall can help the leader?"

Guardian Zuo shook his head expressionlessly: "Ye Fuyi is the successor of a medical sage, and he personally injected the needle. I'm afraid no one in the world can cure it except him."

The right protector sighed lowly.

Guardian Zuo glanced at him.

A believer came from outside the courtyard in a hurry, but the Right Protector stopped him and asked, "What's in your hand?"

The believer immediately replied respectfully: "Report to Protector You, a young man surnamed Ye entrusted his subordinates to give it to the leader just now, and he also explained that he must deliver it to the leader himself."

"Bring it to me to have a look." This time it was Zuo Protector who spoke.

The believers had no choice but to present the brocade box, opened the box cover, looked at the guards on the left and right, and saw a blood-red gemstone in the small box. The gemstone was in the shape of translucent tears, as bright as fresh blood.

"Phoenix blood." Guardian Right recognized the thing at a glance.

"Knowledgeable." Guardian Zuo made a rare joke.

Just as he was speaking, the door of the room opened suddenly, and several elders of the medical hall came out shaking their heads with guilty expressions on their faces.

The right protector stepped forward and asked, "How?"

The leading elder sighed: "This old man is ashamed of the previous leader, there is nothing he can do, there is nothing he can do."

The right protector comforted: "It was done by the successor of the medical sage himself. It is reasonable for you to be helpless. Don't blame yourself too much. I will go and see the leader." After saying that, he took the brocade box from the believer's hand, and left The guards walked into the house together.

Feng Ling sat on the soft couch, rubbing her forehead with both hands, with a tired look on her face.

"Master." Guardian You called out, seeing Feng Ling raised his head, and handed him the brocade box in his hand, "It was sent by a young gentleman surnamed Ye."

Feng Ling took a look and was taken aback for a moment.

"It's Phoenix blood." Zuo Hufa said, trying to guess, "Could it be Ye Fuyi?"

"It's Ye Shaoqin." Feng Ling said, took out the Phoenix blood, held it in his hand, and thought for a moment, "Write a letter to Xiao Mu, and the content of the letter will be written..." As he spoke, he asked the right protector to come over and whispered in his ear. Said a few words.

Guardian Right was stunned: "This..."

"Next, I will be in seclusion for half a month, and no one will come." Feng Ling said again.

***

Half a month later, Feng Ling left the customs.The guardians on the left and right led the Fengyue sect to guard outside the hall. The door of the hall opened slowly, and a tall figure walked out from it, with crimson clothes, jet-black hair, handsome eyebrows, especially the slightly raised eyes. Cinnabar moles are as bright as drops of blood.

"This..." Guardian You was shocked.It can be seen with the naked eye that the cinnabar mole at the end of Feng Ling's eye is no longer marked out with a cinnabar pen, which means... the leader is practicing the magic power of the heavenly demon again, and has already achieved some success?

Maybe Feng Ling didn't know it, but Guardian You knew it very well. Before the old leader passed away, he called him to the bedside and told him everything about the Heavenly Demon and Divine Art.The drop of bright red at the end of Feng Ling's eyes was not a cinnabar mole, but a mark of the heavenly demon's magical skills. Because it happened to grow at the end of the eye, it was mistaken for a cinnabar mole.

Feng Ling had been practicing the Heavenly Demon Divine Art since she was a child, and she took it for granted that this cinnabar mole was brought from her mother's womb, but it actually only appeared when Feng Ling was four years old.Every time you break through a level of magic power, the color of the cinnabar mole will become brighter. The magic power of the heavenly demon needs to be practiced in the body of a boy. If the magic power is broken, the cinnabar mole will disappear. This is why this cinnabar mole disappeared overnight. .

Protector You looked at Feng Ling with a complex expression. In just half a month, he not only re-cultivated the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, but also advanced to a higher level, which is not inferior to the previous leader.Actually, Protector You didn't want Feng Ling to practice the Heavenly Demon Divine Art in his heart. The early death of every leader of Fengyue Sect was inseparable from the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, so he didn't tell Feng Ling the secret of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, and was even very happy to see Feng Ling's skill has stagnated due to suicide, but unfortunately, God's will tricks people, Feng Ling still walked on the road of the old teacher.

Feng Ling just glanced at the right protector, and the right protector immediately woke up from his contemplation, and led the disciples to bend down and kneel down: "My subordinates welcome the leader to leave the customs—"

"Excuse me, everyone." Feng Ling lightly raised her hand, her eyes fell on Guardian Zuo, "Is there any major event in the teaching during this period of retreat?"

Zuo Hufa replied: "Don't worry, the leader, everything in the divine religion is safe, but there is a person who wants to see you, the leader, and his subordinates are afraid of disturbing you, so they did not communicate. Now he has been waiting at the foot of the mountain for half a month."

"Oh? Who wants to see me?"

"Martial arts alliance leader Ye Fuyi." The right guard bowed his head and said.

Feng Ling was startled, and after a while, said indifferently: "Then tell him, I am willing to see him."

Half an hour later, Ye Fuyi stepped onto the territory of Fengyue Sect under the eyes of a group of believers. After crossing the suspension bridge, he came to the mountain where the leader lived. A gorgeous palace stood among the clouds among the mountains.The palace doors opened in front of his eyes layer by layer, and the breeze blew, gently shaking the white gauze curtains along the way.

Ye Fuyi walked forward, one door after another closed behind him, and he never turned his head back from the beginning to the end.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the palace where Feng Ling met him. The door of the palace was wide open, and from a distance, he could see a man in red leaning halfway on a soft purple satin couch. He had fair skin, a straight nose, and a bright red Lips, handsome face like a god.

Ye Fuyi, who hadn't seen him for more than half a month, lost his thoughts the moment he saw him, and locked his eyes tightly on his figure. At this moment, he forgot the world and time, and only had this red-haired man in his eyes. Clothed man, there are many things I want to say to him, but in the end, all I can say is a soft call: "Ling'er..."

It's just that Feng Ling's cold voice shattered all his fantasies in an instant.

"Master Ye." He called him so distantly and indifferently.

Ye Fuyi froze fiercely, and looked up at him.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but I've lost a lot of weight." Feng Ling smiled lightly, the smile rippling from her lips seemed to be careless, but it was actually provocative.

It doesn't matter if he is provocative or not, as long as he is willing to talk to him, it is enough for Ye Fuyi.

Ye Fuyi replied with a wry smile: "Lovesickness makes you thinner."

"Lovesickness makes you thinner." Feng Ling repeated this sentence softly, looked at Ye Fuyi, and was suddenly in a daze, as if nothing had changed between them, he was still him, Ye Fuyi was still the gentle Ye Fuyi Clothes.

"Ling'er, come home with me." Ye Fuyi took a step forward, looking at him expectantly.

"Home?" Feng Ling murmured, his eyes filled with a mocking smile, as if Ye Fuyi was telling a big joke, he sighed softly, "Do you know? I met your junior brother, and he told me He said a lot, you can believe those words or not, President Ye, do you think I should believe them?"

"Ling'er..."

Feng Ling sneered: "Should I believe it or not? Only when I recover my memory will I know." He touched the back of his head and said softly: "I heard that President Ye has had three needles in this seat, let's make a condition. How can you be willing to take three golden needles for me to help me recover my memory?"

Ye Fuyi was silent for a moment, then said: "Since it was Ling'er you asked for, how could I raise conditions. When do you want to recover your memory?"

"Right now." Feng Ling pursed her lips.

Ye Fuyi shook his head: "I still need to prepare some medicinal materials, can you wait for me for two days?"

"According to what you said, I will order someone to arrange a guest room for you. Two days later, I will wait for you here." After Feng Ling finished speaking, she stood up, brushed off the non-existing dust on her sleeves, and turned to leave.

Ye Fuyi just stared blankly at his back.

Two days later, Ye Fuyi stepped into the hall again with the medicinal materials. Feng Ling had already been reclined on the soft couch, her eyes half closed, her long eyelashes trembling like cicada wings.

"Master." Right Protector called out to him.

Feng Ling opened her eyes, raised her hand, and the right guardian understood, turned and went out, and closed the door for them.

Feng Ling didn't even look at Ye Fuyi, she just said: "President Ye, come here."

☆、Fanwai three years ago (1)

The leader is time-traveling. Originally, he thought he was traveling through an ordinary martial arts world, until the old leader called him to the temple when he was five years old, handed him the Shenyue Token, and told him that his name was Feng Ling. Only then did the leader realize that what he was wearing turned out to be a martial arts novel.

The storyline of the novel is roughly about a demon leader who became famous after killing the leader of the martial arts, and has since killed the Quartet and dominated the world.

The story itself is somewhat wrong, because the time interval is too long, and the plot is not very clear. Feng Ling remembers that this novel had a fan, and the plot of the fan was even more curious. The leader not only fell in love with martial arts The leader's disciple, that is, the new martial arts leader, also steamed soft and glutinous buns with him. Since then, he has given up his hegemony in the rivers and lakes and lived a harmonious life with the martial arts leader farming and raising buns every day...

It was bloody all over his face.

Fengyue Sect has had a rule since ancient times: every leader must go down the mountain to challenge the person with the highest martial arts skills in the current martial arts, and strive to become famous in one battle.

When it came to Fengling, the leader of the martial arts is undoubtedly the most powerful in martial arts today, so Feng Ling picked a good day and auspicious day, sent a letter of challenge to the leader of the martial arts, and made an appointment to compete in Qingyao Mountain.

The leader thought he would win, and according to the plot, he would also win, but he never expected that this battle did make him famous as a teenager, but both he and the martial arts leader fell off the cliff.

Only then did the leader suddenly realize that what he was wearing was not the original at all, but the same!people!Book!

At the foot of Qingyao Mountain is the Junzi River. When the Junzi River flows into the Peach Blossom Valley, it becomes the Peach Blossom Creek.Everyone knows that there is a hidden genius doctor living in Peach Blossom Valley.The genius doctor has a hobby. Every evening, he would sit by the stream with a fish basket to fish, watching the sunset slowly sinking into the western mountains.

It is the season when peach blossoms are falling, the breeze brings fragrance, and the stream carries countless petals away.Ye Fu was dressed in a white dress, his hair was tied behind his head casually with a white headband, leaving a few strands of hair in front of his forehead, and he went to the stream to fish with a fish basket as usual.

After an unknown amount of time, the fishhook under the water suddenly moved. Ye Fuyi hurriedly pulled the fishing line and found it was quite heavy. It's useless, it turned out to be a comatose person.

The contest between the leader of the Demon Cult and the leader of the martial arts is a hot topic in the rivers and lakes these days. The Junzi River is in the upper reaches of the Taohuaxi River. After a little speculation, it can be guessed that this person should be the missing leader of the Demon Cult.

Since ancient times, there is no balance between righteousness and evil. Although Ye Fuyi is not a martial artist, he is full of righteousness. He quickly made a decision-throw this demon back into the water.

But he changed his mind when he turned the man over to see his face clearly.

The young man in front of him has an extremely delicate face, the chiseled face is vaguely childish, the red lips are slightly pursed, and the fair face is shrouded in the sun's rays, especially the corners of the eyes. A bright red cinnabar mole added a bit of romance.

This look is very in line with Ye Fuyi's aesthetics.

He should still have only.Ye Fuyi recalled the tradition of Fengyue Sect. Although every leader of Fengyue Sect was highly skilled in martial arts, they never lived past the age of 35. Perhaps it had something to do with the evil martial arts they practiced.

Probably due to falling into the water and serious injuries, a gust of wind blew, and the young man rubbed against Ye Fuyi's arms, trembling all over his body, looking very fragile and pitiful.

Ye Fuyi unbuttoned his shirt, and sure enough, he saw a palm print on his chest, the palm print had turned black and purple, it looked really scary.He raised his hand and stripped the boy naked, took off his robe to wrap his thin body, and carried him back to the hospital.

Although the young man was young, he was the leader of the Devil's Cult after all, and Ye Fuyi spared him a hand when he was being treated - he gave him some drugs that depleted his energy.Those medicines didn't hurt the body, they just sealed the internal force, so they couldn't do it easily.

Since the leader of the Demon Sect is not dead, and the leader of the martial arts may be fine, Ye Fuyi walked up the Taohuaxi again, and finally found the unconscious leader of the martial arts by the Junzi River, and brought him back, and resettled him. In a cave in the back mountain of Peach Blossom Valley.

When Ye Fuyi returned to the medical hut, the young leader had already woken up. Seeing him push the door in, the young leader sat on the bed with the quilt in his arms, his eyes full of wariness.

Ye Fuyi glanced at him and said, "You're awake, are you hungry?"

The young leader hesitated: "Who are you? Where is this place?"

"I'm Ye Fuyi, and this is the Peach Blossom Valley." When Ye Fuyi said this, he saw a gleam of light in the boy's eyes, and that ray of light was so weird that even Ye Fuyi couldn't figure it out. The meaning contained in the light.

The young leader nodded, showing a blank expression: "But I don't remember who I am..."

Ye Fuyi was a little surprised, but after a while, his complexion returned to normal, and he said in an emotionless voice, "Your name is Feng Ling."

"Feng Ling..." the young man murmured.

"Are you hungry? I'll prepare dinner for you." Ye Fuyi turned around and left.

Feng Ling watched his leaving back, and didn't try to get out of bed until his back disappeared outside the door.

Still no energy.

Before Ye Fuyi came back, he had already tried it, and it was as if all the bones in his body had been dismantled and reassembled.

"It's abominable!" Feng Ling clenched her fists, and was accidentally injured by the martial arts leader, and even fell off a cliff, where she ran into Ye Fuyi, the heroine in the novel.

Even if it is a fanben, there will be no plot where the two protagonists meet at this point in time, so there is only one explanation-the plot of the fanben also collapsed.

Feng Ling wasn't ready for the fanfic yet, so she made a quick decision the moment she saw Ye Fuyi - pretend to have amnesia.

Although it is the bloodiest plot, it is also the safest way.The doctor has a benevolent heart, even if he finds out that he is the leader of the Demon Cult, he should not do evil things when he loses his memory.

What Ling Fengling didn't expect was that Ye Fuyi recognized him.

The next thing to do is to try to restore the plot of the doujinben to the original novel, first kill the martial arts leader, then kill Ye Fuyi, and then dominate the world.

I feel very excited just thinking about it!

Feng Ling clenched her fists and saw Ye Fuyi going back and forth with a wooden tray, followed by a big yellow dog wagging its tail. The big yellow dog looked dull and loyal at first glance, Feng Ling remembered the story in the fanbook. The dog named "Da Dai" immediately looked strangely.

Ye Fuyi put the wooden plate on the table, Feng Ling glanced at it, saw a bowl of braised pork and two bowls of white rice, almost drooling.

It has been two days and two nights since he fell into a coma, and his stomach is already so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back.

I saw Ye Fuyi picked up the braised pork and began to mix it with white rice. Although the method was rude, the white rice covered with delicious soup was also delicious.

Feng Ling was swallowing secretly, the aroma of braised pork wafted in the room, and the smell made one's index finger twitch.

After Ye Fuyi finished mixing the rice, he gathered up half of the braised pork on the plate very precisely, covered it with the white rice mixed with the broth, then turned around and walked towards Feng Ling, just as Feng Ling was about to reach out to take it At that time, Ye Fuyi passed by him, walked towards the door, took out a big rice bowl from somewhere, and poured all the braised pork and rice into the rice bowl.

The big yellow dog immediately ran over happily wagging its tail.

Feng Ling: "..."

Hearing the sound of Da Dai rubbing the rice bowl, Feng Ling's heart ached.

After feeding the big yellow dog, Ye Fuyi went back to the table to bibimbap, and poured the remaining half of the braised pork into Fengling's bowl.

Feng Ling no longer knew what expression to use to deal with Ye Fuyi who was walking towards her.

"Eat, aren't you hungry?" Ye Fuyi handed him the bowl and chopsticks.

Feng Ling took the bowls and chopsticks with complicated emotions, always feeling that he was being treated as a fool, no, he was not as good as a dog.

Da Dai had already finished his meal, walked to Feng Ling's bed, sat on the ground, looked up at Feng Ling drooling.

Feng Ling was really afraid that Ye Fuyi would snatch his own bowl of rice and feed him dazed, so he hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Looking at the leader who bowed his head and quickly picked up rice, Ye Fuyi happily thought, raising a person is as easy as raising a dog.

After feeding Da Dai and Feng Ling, he had to feed the leader of the martial arts. The leader of the martial arts was more seriously injured than Feng Ling, so Ye Fuyi brought some medicine there.

After waking up, the leader of the martial arts alliance saw Ye Fuyi, and when he learned that he had saved him, he first expressed his gratitude, and then vaguely mentioned the leader of the Demon Cult.Ye Fuyi didn't intend to hide it from him, and frankly told him that he saved the leader of the Demon Cult.

The leader of the martial arts alliance has a solemn expression on his face: "God has the virtue of loving life, but this demon leader is not an ordinary person, you treat him as all living beings at this time, and when he recovers in the future, he will definitely slaughter all living beings like pigs and dogs The scourge will not be eliminated, and the future troubles will be endless..."

Ye Fuyi said calmly: "I have already added Hua Gong San to his medicine. Even if he recovers his memory, he is just an ordinary person among all living beings. The leader needn't worry."

Ye Fuyi is the descendant of the medical sage, no one in the world can cure the medicine he gave except himself, no matter how powerful Feng Ling is, he can't get it out of his hands.

The martial arts leader has nothing to say.

The days passed like this.

When Ye Fuyi was changing Feng Ling's dressing that day, Feng Ling seriously suggested to him: "In the future, when bibimbap, can you mix it for me first, and then for Da Dai?"

"Why?" Ye Fuyi applied the ointment to his wound little by little.

"Because it eats more than me, it eats first, and I feel insecure."

"...Okay." Ye Fuyi agreed.

Da Dai sat in the room and looked at the two of them, as if he understood Feng Ling's words, he wagged his tail unhappily.

☆、Fanwai three years ago (2)

After this day, every time Ye Fuyi bibimbap, Feng Ling really mixes it first. Sometimes the bibimbap will be braised pork, sometimes it will be fish, although it is not delicacies, but there is meat in every meal.During the days of recuperating in the medical hut, Feng Ling not only clearly felt that Da Dai had made a circle, but he had also made a circle.

After a while, Feng Ling was finally able to get out of bed and walk freely, but the internal force that disappeared seemed to show no signs of turning around.

The peach blossom trees in the valley began to bear big and juicy peaches. When Ye Fuyi went out to collect herbs, Feng Ling would move a recliner and lie under the tree, holding a big peach while basking in the sun.

Dadai would always sit beside him at this time, looking at him with pitiful eyes.

Feng Ling threw it a peach.

Da Dai happily picked up Tao Zi and kicked it around like a ball.

Feng Ling lay back on the deck chair, looking boredly at the green leaves above her head, a caterpillar was poking its head out from behind the green leaves.Suddenly a man in white jumped down from among the green leaves, landed in front of Feng Ling, cupped his fists and said to Feng Ling: "I will see the leader."

Da Dai rushed over suddenly, and was knocked unconscious by the palm of the man in white.

Feng Ling waved her hand: "It took more than half a month to find here. Your efficiency in handling things is too low."

"Subordinates are ineffective, please ask the master to punish."

"Forget it, this Peach Blossom Valley is too secretive, it's normal for you to find it for a while." Feng Ling felt that she was very enlightened.

"Thank you, Master, for your understanding. This subordinate respectfully invites Master to come back to Islam." The right protector clasped his fists and said.

Feng Ling refused: "I want to stay in Peach Blossom Valley for a while."

The right protector was puzzled.

Feng Ling said: "There seems to be something wrong with my internal strength, that Ye Fuyi is very skilled in medicine, I plan to find a time to ask him."

The right protector looked solemn: "Please stretch out your right hand, Master."

Feng Ling stretched out her right hand for some unknown reason, and the right protector put her fingers on his veins, after a while, her brows furrowed tightly: "To tell the truth, the reason why the internal force of the leader is blocked is caused by the medicine. "

Feng Ling was startled.

The right protector withdrew his hand and said to Feng Ling: "Sorry, Hierarch, this subordinate can't help the Hierarch to take the medicine. However, the Hierarch must have been taking this medicine for more than half a month, and my subordinates guess that this matter may not be related to the drug. It is related to the genius doctor. Ye Fuyi is the personal heir of the medical sage, and the medicine he prescribed is afraid that few people in the world can cure it."

Feng Ling fell silent.

The right protector called him.

Feng Ling waved her hand: "I see, you go back to God's religion first, and I will find a way to get the antidote."

"...Cult Master, be careful in everything." The Right Protector clasped his fists and left.

After the right protector left, Feng Ling lay on the reclining chair blankly, staring at the front without blinking, not knowing what she was thinking.

When Ye Fuyi came back in the evening, he changed his dressing as usual, and then gave him rice.Feng Ling sat on the bed, staring at him without blinking.

Ye Fuyi looked up at him, thinking that he was hungry, so he quickly mixed the rice and served it to him, but Feng Ling shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fuyi asked gently.

Feng Ling didn't answer, just said: "Give it to Da Dai."

Ye Fuyi thought for a while, and suddenly thought of something: "Are you tired of eating these every day?"

Feng Ling nodded following his words.

Ye Fuyi was a little embarrassed: "But I can only cook these, what do you want to eat?"

"Braised lion's head." Feng Ling said.

Ye Fuyi poured the mixed rice to Dadai, turned to Feng Ling and said, "Wait, I'll go down the mountain to buy it for you."

Feng Ling nodded happily: "Yeah."

When he smiled, it was like spring wind turning into rain, Ye Fuyi's heart almost melted in this smile.

As soon as Ye Fuyi left, Feng Ling squatted beside Dadai's rice bowl and stared at Dadai, making Dadai almost think that he was trying to steal his meal.

Feng Ling murmured in a low voice: "Obviously you and I eat the same food, why are you okay?"

Da Dai looked up at him.

"By the way, you are a dog, how can you compare it to a human." Feng Ling reached out and patted its head.In the afternoon, Da Dai was slapped unconscious by the palm of the right protector, and he seemed to be even more dazed after waking up.

"The right protector said that it has been more than half a month, that is to say, he has been administering medicine since I was rescued by your master. I originally thought that the medicine was put in the food, but after thinking about it, it was not right. The food There is no problem here, he should be in my medicine." Feng Ling suddenly stood up, and suddenly realized, "Yes, it must be in the medicine."

Half an hour later, Feng Ling ate the braised lion's head as she wished, and Ye Fuyi also stopped by the vegetable market to buy some vegetables.Feng Ling remembered that Ye Fuyi had a small vegetable garden, but only some vegetables and beans were grown in it, and the pork was given by the villagers of Luojia Village outside Peach Blossom Valley.

After Fengling finished eating, she squatted at the door of the kitchen with Dadai and watched Ye Fuyi standing in the pot and stove busy.

Feng Ling was puzzled: "Have you not eaten yet?"

"I want to learn how to cook some big dishes." Ye Fuyi said with his back turned to him, and paused, "You are with me, you can't eat bibimbap every day."

This sentence is reasonable. Although braised pork bibimbap is delicious, but eating it every day, no matter how delicious it is, you will get tired of it.Feng Ling tilted her head to look at Da Dai, she really didn't know how Da Dai had been with him all these years.

Da Dai was also looking at him.

Ye Fuyi carried a carp to the yard to scrape its scales.

Dadai walked over, squatted beside him, and leaned his head to look over.

Ye Fuyi rolled up his sleeves, glanced at it, frowned and said, "Why do you seem to be more dazed?"

Feng Ling looked at him with a guilty conscience.

In the following days, Fengling's meals finally changed from bibimbap to a variety of delicacies, and Dadai's meals also improved accordingly. Ye Fuyi still delivered medicine to the martial arts leader every day.

Because he suspected the source of the medicine, every time after changing the medicine, Feng Ling would secretly rub a little off the wound, wrap it in a small handkerchief, and then hand the handkerchief to the right guard when Ye Fuyi was out.

The result soon came out, the medicine to suppress internal force was indeed mixed with the ointment for wound healing.

From then on, Feng Ling refused Ye Fuyi's medicine because he recovered from his injuries. Ye Fuyi didn't seem to have any doubts, and after checking his pulse, he didn't force it anymore.

It's just that the whereabouts of the antidote still has no result.

While Ye Fuyi was out that day, Feng Ling sneaked into the room where he usually used to store medicine.With so many bottles and cans, Feng Ling couldn't tell which one was the antidote.

He made a decision to pack all these bottles back and hand them over to the right guardian for identification.

Just when he took off his outer robe and was about to pack, a gust of wind suddenly hit his head. Although Feng Ling's internal strength was gone, the instinct of self-protection was still there.I saw that he missed the sword light with short body, and ran towards the window quickly, but the sword light was faster, and it was in front of him all at once, as if it had the tendency to pierce his throat.

Feng Ling was taken aback, her footsteps became disordered and she bumped into a shelf beside her, there was a sudden bang, Feng Ling tripped over the shelf and fell to the ground, fell into the messy herbs, raised her head in disgrace, at this moment Jian Guang had also arrived Only an inch from his throat.

Feng Ling raised her neck slightly, her body was stiff and she didn't dare to move, her eyes fell on Ye Fuyi's murderous face, only to hear him ask softly: "Feng Ling, what are you doing here?"

"Look for an antidote." Feng Ling looked at him angrily, "You've been drugging me."

Ye Fuyi was noncommittal: "That's the condition for me to save you."

"If that's the case, I'd rather not have you save me."

"Huh? So your amnesia is all fake?"

"Don't pretend, didn't you already know that I'm faking?" Feng Ling clenched her fists.

Ye Fuyi looked at him in silence for a moment, then suddenly withdrew the sword in his hand, turned his back and said, "I won't give you the antidote, you can go."

Feng Ling got up from the ground with her elbows propped up, wiped off the dust on her body, gave him a hard look at his back, turned around and limped out.

When he reached the door, he stopped suddenly.

He can't just leave, he hasn't got the antidote yet.

He turned his head to look at Ye Fuyi, and said in a low voice, "I can't go."

Ye Fuyi looked at him, waiting for him to continue.

"I want to stay here." Feng Ling clenched her fists, "I won't leave even if you drive me away."

"For your antidote?" Ye Fuyi seemed to be smiling, but didn't smile, "There's nothing you can do if you stay here."

Feng Ling shook her head.

Ye Fuyi was a little surprised: "Is there any other reason?"

Feng Ling nodded.

"Tell me." Ye Fuyi seemed interested.

"Because the food you cook is delicious." Feng Ling said.

Ye Fuyi: "..."

"Because the scenery in Peach Blossom Valley is beautiful." Feng Ling continued.

Ye Fuyi: "..."

"Because you are very handsome." Feng Ling looked at his face.

Ye Fuyi: "..."

"Because I fell in love with you." Feng Ling exhaled.

Ye Fuyi: (⊙o⊙)

"I'm in love with you." Feng Ling gritted her teeth and looked at him with blushing cheeks, "Ye Fuyi, I like you, I like you..."

Ye Fuyi: "...I heard it."

"Can I stay?" Feng Ling looked at him expectantly.

Ye Fuyi: "...um."

Feng Ling stayed in Peach Blossom Valley as she wished, and still lived the days of being fed every day, but in order to catch up with the arrogant Ye Guzhu, Feng Ling began to try to curry favor with Ye Fuyi, but the result seemed to deviate from her original intention.

For example, Ye Fuyi had just changed a set of clothes, and Feng Ling joyfully carried his clothes to the river to wash them. Halfway through the wash, a fat fish jumped out of the water, and Feng Ling put down the clothes in his hand to catch the fish for him. Ye Fuyi added another meal, and when the fish was caught, Ye Fuyi's clothes were washed away by the water.

Ye Fuyi: "..."

Another example is Tianqing, Feng Ling helped Ye Fuyi move the medicinal materials from the medical hut to the yard to dry, just when he was about to run excitedly to ask for credit from Doctor Ye, suddenly there was a thunderstorm, followed by a torrential rain.Feng Ling frantically collected the medicinal materials, stepped on the ground, and fell into the mud with a bang, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen.

Ye Fuyi: "..."

Another example is that Feng Ling sneaked into the kitchen. He wanted to surprise Ye Fuyi, but he poured oil into the pot, but the fire couldn't start. When he finally lit the fire, he looked up and saw the flames. All the pots and pans went down with the kitchen.

Ye Fuyi: "..."

☆、Fanwai three years ago (3)

After half a month, Ye Fuyi decided to have a good talk about life with Feng Ling.

Feng Ling stood in the room with her hands down, anxiously watching Ye Fuyi light up the candles in the room little by little.

Ye Fuyi turned to look at him.

"Actually, you don't like me at all, so why make things difficult for yourself." Ye Fuyi took a deep look at him, and then said lightly.

Feng Ling: "I..."

"It's true that I like you, but I never asked you to respond from the beginning to the end." Ye Fuyi said again.

Feng Ling: "So you want to drive me away again?"

Ye Fuyi didn't nod, but said, "You need some time to think about it."

Feng Ling looked at him sadly.

Ye Fuyi turned around and walked out: "You go back and think about it carefully to see if you really like me."

***

After Feng Ling left, Peach Blossom Valley seemed to be quiet overnight.

There was a light rain that night, and the rain beat the window lattice.

The petals on the branches were swept by the cold wind, fluttering and falling, and fell into the soil with the rain.

A gust of wind pushed the door open and blew out the candles in the room. Ye Fuyi, who was sitting at the table, looked up from the medical book. It fell obliquely and hit the stone road in front of the house.

Suddenly a figure broke through the pitch-black night, slowly walking in this direction, stepped on the stone road, and made a sound of trampling.

Gradually the figure got closer, only to find that he was holding a plain white silk umbrella in his right hand, and a dim yellow lamp in his left hand. The fine rain shone against the light with a faint halo, and the breeze lifted him up. With jet-black hair and the hem of the bright red robe, a strange and mesmerizing aura rushed towards him.

Ye Fuyi