The scumbag general knelt down and begged for mercy

Su Jue took Xie Sifan's words seriously, and hid "Fengyoujing" under the pillow like a treasure.

Feng Ziang went for a walk around the street, and kicked and wounded two street gangsters. As for the extent of the injury, Feng Ziang didn't know, probably just a random kick, at most, he would be paralyzed, not dead.

Xie Sifan was having lunch when he saw Feng Ziang coming back from outside with two baskets of fruit in his hand.

"Is this how you always buy fruit? You even buy a basket?" Xie Sifan looked at Feng Ziang very curiously.

Feng Ziang shook his head.

"Sent."

Xie Sifan gave Feng Ziang a thumbs up, he really didn't believe it, someone gave him all the baskets, how crazy is this person.

"You didn't go to the street to rob, did you?" Xie Sifan ate a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun and was very worried about Feng Ziang, after all his thinking was a little bit different from normal people.

Feng Ziang ignored him, and went upstairs with two baskets of fruit. He didn't want it at first, but after thinking about it, he took it anyway, in case Su Jue liked it.

Su Jue lay on the bed and scolded all eighteen generations of Feng Ziang's ancestors. When the shop waiter brought him food today, he didn't look right at him.

Feng Ziang left the basket on the ground: "If you want to eat, take it yourself."

Su Jue looked down, she was sick, who would eat this...

"Why? Don't you like it?" Feng Ziang's face darkened.

Su Jue took an apple and took a bite: "I like it, I like it very much." Of course, this sentence is farting. Not only does he not like eating apples, he even hates them to the extreme.

Feng Ziang poured himself a cup of tea in satisfaction, then looked at Su Jue.

Su Jue took out the balm on the pillow, and the opportunity for revenge came.

"Well, Your Majesty, it's quite comfortable, and I'm almost fine, why don't we try?" Su Jue followed Xie Sifan's example and winked at Feng Ziang.

But in Feng Ziang's eyes, it's like the old bustard in a brothel seeing a prostitute/client, winking frantically, looking neither fish nor fowl.

"I won't try." Feng Ziang directly refused.

When Su Jue heard this, she couldn't do without trying, how could she get revenge if she didn't try, so she got up, put on her shoes, and sat in Feng Ziang's arms. Although there was some pain, he couldn't suffer alone.

"Are you dying?" Su Jue thought that no man could bear this sentence.

Feng Ziang nodded: "My back hurts."

"..."

Su Jue sighed, this guy is not a normal person.

Feng Ziang glanced at Su Jue, then touched his waist: "Go to the bed and wait for me."

Su Jue's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he hurriedly got up and walked to the bed.

Feng Ziang untied his belt and got on the bed.

Su Jue lay down on the bed with the essential oil, pointed the bottle at somewhere in his body, and then... Su Jue's face changed, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

Feng Ziang lay beside Su Jue: "I'm sleepy, go to sleep, don't disturb me." He closed his eyes after speaking.

Su Jue gritted her teeth, that feeling was more than apt to describe it as being in dire straits, and Xie Sifan didn't say that this thing would hurt the enemy a thousand and hurt himself eight hundred.

Feng Ziang soon fell into a deep sleep, and Su Jue was miserable. He was already injured, but with the addition of essential oils, he wished he could cut something.

Xie Sifan lay on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, eating snacks, looking at the military book that Long Ji bought for him: "I want my son to be a doctor, not a general. Buy me two books on medical skills tomorrow."

Long Ji didn't say anything, actually he hoped that one of his three sons would become a general.

"Actually, I think Su Jue and Feng Ziang are a perfect match. They don't act like people. This is their common characteristic. As the old saying goes, if you don't belong to the same family, you don't belong to the same family." Xie Sifan said .

Long Ji nodded. Although the two looked awkward together, their personalities were indeed the same. As Xie Sifan said, they didn't act like people.

At this moment, Su Jue pushed open the door forcefully, leaning on her waist with her hands, as if she wished she could eat Xie Sifan.

"Brother Jue, why are you here? Is the fruit delicious?" Xie Sifan turned sideways and put his leg on Long Ji's.

Su Jue gritted her teeth and looked at Xie Sifan: "You said you would take revenge on Feng Ziang, but you didn't say you would hurt me in this way."

Xie Sifan nodded without thinking about it. This method is good, but it's a bit useless, he forgot to mention it before.

"Just wash it off."

What Xie Sifan said was very simple, but Su Jue, who was injured anywhere, could not be washed with water at all.

Whether Su Jue was standing, sitting, or lying down, it felt uncomfortable no matter what.

Xie Sifan looked at Su Jue innocently. He had never used this thing, but it should, probably, be washed with water.

Su Jue wished to strangle Xie Sifan to death. Is there such a trick? I loved him for nothing before.

Long Ji frowned: "Why don't you try it with potion?"

Su Jue patted Long Ji's shoulder, and left the room without a word.

"What kind of expression is that?" Long Ji frowned.

Xie Sifan smiled, probably out of sympathy...

Su Jue went back to the house and lay down, feeling uncomfortable and could only bear it.

When it was time for dinner, Feng Ziang sat up and stretched his neck: "Not dead?"

Su Jue looked at Feng Ziang in shock, what does this mean, he wants to kill him?Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?

"I thought you would poison me there and die together." Feng Ziang got off the bed and put on his shoes.

If he couldn't even see Su Jue's small movements, then his eyes should really be poked out.

"What are you talking about? Why did I poison you? I was injured and just wanted to talk to you..." Su Jue paused: "I was afraid of pain, so I took some medicine in advance."

When Feng Ziang heard this, he threw himself on the bed, and started/did it without saying a word.

"..."

Su Jue buried her head under the pillow, holding back a smile, this thing is so strong, I don't know what Feng Ziang's expression is now.

Feng Ziang felt a burst of cool wind, and then a burst of burning sensation, it's hard to say, anyway, it's not very comfortable.

"Your medicine hurts your butt, right?" Feng Ziang was still moving, anyway, there was no need to stop.

Su Jue nodded with a suppressed smile, it really hurts.

After a while, Feng Ziang stopped.

"Your Majesty?" Su Jue suppressed a smile and blushed, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Ziang lowered his head and took a look: "I don't know, I'm soft."

Su Jue glanced at it, turning red and purple, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" Su Jue couldn't help laughing anymore.

Feng Ziang didn't take it seriously, got up and washed it with tea, and felt even colder...

"How is it, Your Majesty." Su Jue patted the bed with a smile, Feng Ziang's expression was really interesting, it was like eating a bite of Shi.

Feng Ziang directly pressed Su Jin on the bed.

Su Jue looked innocent: "The medicine Xie Sifan gave me hurts too, but you hurt me. This medicine is very effective."

Feng Ziang reached for the saber hanging on the bed.

Su Jue's face darkened.

Not long after, there was Su Jue's cry like killing a pig, which made passers-by shudder.

Xie Sifan naturally heard it too, got up and ran to Su Jue's room without even bothering to put on his shoes, and then pushed open the door.

I saw Feng Ziang sitting on Su Jue's lap, the hilt of the sword sank somewhere in Su Jue's body, and the bed was covered in blood.

Su Jue nearly fainted from the pain, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"I don't know what the end will be." Feng Ziang's hand exerted force again.

Su Jue fainted directly.

Xie Sifan walked over hurriedly: "Go away, are you crazy?"

Feng Ziang stood up and got off the bed.

Xie Sifan looked at Su Jue's wound and frowned. It probably needed stitches, but it was impossible for Su Jue not to go to the bathroom all the time, so the pain could be imagined.

Xie Sifan got up and pushed Feng Ziang back out, before closing the door he didn't forget to kick Feng Ziang.

Feng Ziang brushed the dust off his clothes and went downstairs, acting like nothing happened.

Long Ji stood aside and shook his head. This person will definitely end up in a bad way... He has never had feelings for him all his life, and he has never liked Su Jue, otherwise... I can't imagine it.

Feng Wenyan stood at the door and looked at Long Ji: "What's going on."

Long Ji shook his head, it's better not to talk about it, after all, Su Jue is his master, and he always wants to save some face for Su Jue.

Xie Sifan called out the system in the room. The operation was not too big or small, and he couldn't complete it by himself.

[Master, I found that there seems to be no normal people around you. 】The little angel turned around in front of Xie Sifan's eyes.

Xie Sifan cast a glance at the little angel, isn't this farting? It's strange that there are normal people around the protagonist.

The little angel landed on Su Jue's body, and then the bleeding slowly stopped and the wound healed slowly.

【Hiss, it hurts just to look at it. Isn't this turned into rotten flesh? Fortunately, there is me, otherwise this person will only be paralyzed on the bed in the future. 】The little angel lay on Xie Sifan's shoulder after treating Su Jue's wound 【I won't be able to show up for about a month. 】

Xie Sifan nodded, he realized that every time the little angel finished helping him, he would disappear.

Su Jue's brows slowly stretched, and Xie Sifan wiped the sweat from his forehead. No one thought that Feng Ziang would pick people's eyes with sand when he was playing.

Xie Sifan covered Su Jue with a quilt and walked out of the room.

"Too ruthless, Feng Ziang, poultry." Xie Sifan clenched his fists.

Long Ji covered Xie Sifan's mouth. After all, Feng Ziang was an emperor, and he was also a lunatic. He couldn't tell when he would go crazy and do things that hurt others. Su Jue was one of the victims.

As night fell, Feng Ziang returned to the inn with some medicine.

Su Jue slowly opened her eyes and saw that Feng Ziang was applying medicine to him with no superfluous expression.

Feng Ziang covered the quilt, got up and left, sometimes he could not control his temper, and would do some hurtful things, afterward, even if he would regret it, but what he did wrong is irreparable.

Su Jue lay on the bed and sighed long, that's fine, otherwise he really didn't want to keep getting involved with Feng Ziang.