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Feng Qisong listened quietly to Bai Hemian's words, his glasses blocked the unwillingness that was surging in his eyes.

Little Young Master Bai didn't know that his sweetheart was in front of him, so he kept shouting: "Second Master, even if my date doesn't have money, he still understands my thoughts."

"The only confidant I want in my life, do you understand?"

Second Master Feng seemed speechless, after listening to Bai Hemian for a while, he didn't refute a word.

He felt bored again, turned his head and walked to the car.

Bai Hemian thought he had experienced ups and downs in life, but he still had a young master's temper in him.

Born rich and honored, even if the family is in decline, the spirit is still high.

Bai Hemian just couldn't understand Er Ye Feng's way of acting, pinching his ass with his front foot in front of outsiders, and getting mixed up with Miss Wen with his back foot, it's really double-faced.

I was seen, what should I do?

Feng Qisong is the well-known Feng Erye in Jinling City, so he doesn't have to worry about the consequences of the incident being revealed, but Bai Hemian can't do it, how can he offend someone who can make Feng Qisong afraid of pretending to be lame?

So in the final analysis, Bai Hemian was trying to seal that the second master would not take the written evidence seriously.

After thinking about it in a bewildering manner, Young Master Bai became even angrier.

He took two steps and then went back, propping up the wheelchair with ease, looking down at Feng Laoer: "I've seen the devil, because I signed some kind of paperwork with you, I can't elope with my good friend."

Second Master Feng raised his hand and pinched his chin: "It's not good to talk about elopement in front of me."

"I care about you?" Bai Hemian patted Kaifeng Qisong's hand, and asked Qian Shan impatiently, "Can't you push it faster?"

Qian Shan shook his head sullenly.

He rolled his eyes: "Get out of the way."

"Master Bai, our second master's leg..." Qian Shan refused to move.

Bai Hemian pushed him away and pushed Erye Feng to the side of the car.He didn't push quickly, but Qian Shan followed behind with trepidation, as if Second Master Feng was made of glass and would break if touched by Young Master Bai.

Feng Qisong was as immobile as a mountain, still talking about what happened before: "He Mian, don't talk about elopement next time."

"Second Brother Feng, do you really think we're husband and wife?" Bai Hemian leaned close to Feng Qisong's ear and snorted coldly, "I don't know what you're going to do this year, and I don't care, but if you don't Let me go, and I will still expose the matter of your pretending to be sick."

When he threatened people, he was arrogant, like a cat stretching out its claws.

Second Master Feng was not afraid, and instead grabbed his wrist: "I have nothing to do with Miss Wen, and you are not allowed to find a good friend."

Bai Hemian rolled his eyes, ignoring everything.

But when he really wanted to contact his good friend, he was troubled.

When Bai Hemian was the oiran, letters were always delivered to the door by a special person. He never thought that he would be snatched back by Feng Laoer as his wife in the future, nor did he think about asking the name of his good friend, so he was immersed in finding I can't extricate myself from the joy of my confidant, so now it's hard to get in touch again.

Bai Hemian went back to the mansion, and found that his good friend had paid him the rent, but there was no familiar letter in the mailbox.He didn't give up on asking the servants, but he didn't know all the questions.

After going around and going around, except for the past letters, the two have completely cut off contact.

Bai Hemian was busy looking for a good friend here, and he was so busy that Feng Er Er was as stable as Mount Tai at home, as if he wasn't the one who secretly wrote letters and let people stuff them into the mailbox.

On this day, Qian Shan took advantage of Bai Hemian's absence and asked a doctor to look at Erye Feng's legs.

The doctor's surname is Xun, and he used to work with the boss of the Feng family.After Boss Feng died, he went to Huashan Hospital ostensibly, but he was actually a member of the Feng family.

When Dr. Xun came to Feng Qisong, a thunderbolt happened to roll outside the window.

The heat was steaming in the rain, Second Master Feng put down the pen in his hand: "Mr. Xun, please sit down."

Mr. Xun waved his hand, first went to look at Feng Qisong's leg, and muttered: "Your leg, I promise to cure it within a year."

Qian Shan handed the medicine to the side: "Even if it takes a year, you have to persuade the second master not to stand up and run around."

"I can move for three hours a day..." Dr. Xun's words stopped abruptly when he saw Erye Feng's rolled up trouser legs, "Why is the wound bleeding again?"

"Can you stop bleeding?" Qian Shan held back his words, and dared not say it in front of Young Master Bai. After finally meeting Dr. Xun, he ignored Feng Qisong's warning eyes and said, "First, pick up Young Master Bai on horseback." The young master's bridal sedan chair, and then ran around with young master Bai."

"...It's finally night, everyone is asleep, and I don't know if the second master has applied the medicine!"

Feng Erye explained helplessly: "For things like applying medicine, naturally, He Mian has to wait for He Mian to sleep. He is young, so he will definitely be frightened when he sees such a wound."

Hearing this, Qian Shan murmured sullenly: "I think you should tell Young Master Bai the truth, lest he always think that you are pretending to be lame and not paying attention at all."

"How do you say it?" Feng Qisong frowned slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became bitter, "He has already been betrothed to the third child, and I fainted from my anger on the night of the wedding. 'It's me too, and I'm afraid I won't give up until the world is turned upside down."

Mr. Xun interjected at the right time: "You can't say it, you must never say it!"

"...The uncle died so strangely back then, there must be spies in our house. The second master pretended to be crippled for so many years by virtue of his leg injury, and now he finally let the thief relax his vigilance. If it was in the circle of young master Bai If something goes wrong, do you have to pay for it?"

Knowing that Dr. Xun was telling the truth, Second Master Feng still retorted coldly: "Hemian will not betray me."

After changing the medicine for him, Mr. Xun looked at the hideous wound and sighed with emotion: "Second Master, think about it for yourself if it's worth it."

"...You were injured back then because of the third master." Dr. Xun straightened up and slowly tidied up the medicine box, "I am not named Feng, so I am not qualified to comment on your choice, but what did you say at the time?"

Feng Qisong sneered: "I said... the third child is my own younger brother, I can't watch him die, let alone if he dies, He Mian will have to be a widow at a young age."

"So when you knew there was something wrong with the order, you pushed the drunk Third Master Feng into the den of horse bandits!" Dr. Xun suddenly raised his voice, "What now? Third Master Feng spends his days drinking and drinking, you are in a wheelchair Is it worth it to sit there for several years?"

The old man became excited and trembling all over. Feng Qisong couldn't argue with Mr. Xun, so he could only shake the wheelchair and send him out of the house: "Senior Xun, you know that when my elder brother just had an accident , There are too many people staring at the Feng family, if I openly disobey the order, the Feng family will definitely not be able to survive now."

"...Although my legs are injured now, I still have one year to recover. If the thief in the mansion and the forces behind him are all eliminated in this year, then the wheelchairs for these years will not be in vain. .”

Qian Shan pushed the door open for them, and the blinding lightning flashed across the sky. Second Master Feng ordered his servants to take Dr. Xun home, and sat under the eaves to watch the rain fall.

Thick ink-like clouds billowed in the sky, and the drizzle slid over the glasses on Erye Feng's nose.He sighed, thinking of the gentle smile on Bai Hemian's face when he mentioned "good friends", his heart hurt like a needle.

Tether people around, but the heart is farther away.

Feng Qisong took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose with a wry smile, and looked around the huge courtyard.

His third younger brother is Adou who cannot be supported. After learning the truth about his eldest brother's tragic death, he is so afraid that he drinks all day long.If He Mian really became his sister-in-law, would the third brother's virtue be able to protect him?

Second Master Feng can rest assured only if he keeps Young Master Bai by his side.

He wasn't a good stubbler at all, he had seen a lot of despicable means, and he would do it himself, and Bai Hemian had a violent temperament, if he didn't threaten him with "being able to live", even if he made ten written proofs, it would be useless.

Thinking of this, Second Lord Feng raised his voice and called Qian Shan: "Prepare the horse!"

"Second Master?!" Qian Shan almost fell over in fright.

Second Master Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's not for me to ride, but for Young Master Bai to ride. It's not easy to walk on mountain roads in this weather, so it's more convenient to ride a horse."

When Qian Shan heard that he was sending horses to Young Master Bai, he felt relieved, called for the guards, and sent many skilled guards to go with him.

Such an arrangement seemed to be foolproof, but who knew that later, the guard who delivered the horses came back and said that there was a rock falling on the mountain road, and Young Master Bai planned to stay in the western-style building for one night, and come back when the weather cleared up.

"Forget it, let's come back when the weather is better." Feng Erye hadn't slept yet. Hearing this, he put down the book in his hand and pinched his brows wearily. You can’t just pretend to be a flower guest and write letters.”

After saying that, he called to the guard who was about to leave: "Here is a letter, put it in the mailbox after you go back, don't let him see it."

The guards around Second Master Feng were loyal, they didn't ask a single word when they got the order, and when the rain calmed down, they went to Young Master Bai's mansion under the dim light of the sky.

"Qianshan, fetch water for me." Since Bai Hemian couldn't come back, Feng Qisong didn't wait any longer, and he rolled his wheelchair towards the bed, but suddenly the door of the bedroom was knocked from the outside with a "bang". Knock open.

The drunken Feng Lao San waddled in.

"He Mian... He Mian!" Third Master Feng stared at Second Master Feng sleepily and smiled, "Brother, you stole my wife."

"Why are you drinking again?" Feng Qisong frowned suddenly, "Do you know how many people in Jinling City are staring at our Feng family now?"

Third Master Feng took two steps forward and laughed loudly: "Don't you just want them to see my worthless virtue?"

"That's because only the guards are still in Jinling City." Seeing that Third Master Feng was about to fall, Feng Qisong couldn't help standing up, and supported his younger brother's arm.

Third Master Feng stared at his red eyes, was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and touched his legs: "I don't live up to it, I don't live up to it! I owe you these legs..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"My name was clearly written on the telegram back then." Feng Sanye suddenly threw a tantrum, "I didn't dare to suppress bandits, so I ran out to drink. Brother... Brother, I'm a coward!"

Second Master Feng was already tired of hearing third brother's clichés, he helped him to the chair, and supported himself against the wall to catch his breath.

Feng Laosan collapsed in the seat, sad alone, crying out of breath: "I am the most unworthy of the whole family...I am not filial! Brother, leave me alone...you can grab my daughter-in-law if you want Let's go, I don't want..."

"It's really getting longer and longer." Feng Erye shook his head angrily, "He Mian is as old as you, and has experienced the same things as you, and I have never seen him complaining about himself like you all day long."

"He Mian... He Mian!" As if returning to the past, Third Master Feng suddenly raised his voice and roared, "He Mian is my wife!" Then he tilted his head and fell asleep.

This sound called Qian Shan over, and he rushed in the door in a hurry, seeing Second Master Feng standing, he was so frightened that he quickly pushed the wheelchair over: "Why is Third Master drunk again?"

"He's not feeling well." Second Master Feng didn't want to talk too much, and ordered Qian Shan to carry the third brother away, and was just about to close the door when there was a commotion outside.

Only Qian Shan shouted: "The guard is back!"

Immediately after that was the sound of hurried footsteps. As soon as Second Master Feng put his glasses on the bridge of his nose, a gust of salty rainwater rushed in front of him.

"Second Master!" The drenched guard rushed into the yard, "Hualou has arranged for Young Master Bai to pick up the guests!"