Feng Jiuqing was helped lie down on the bed.

Mu Yuan brought a basin of warm water and wiped his face and limbs clean.

As for his body, this guy refused to take off his clothes. As the princess said, let him get dirty.

Anyway, he is just weak now, and it will be time for him to be alive again tomorrow morning.

Of course, I can only take care of myself.

With internal injuries and poisonous injuries, you can rest well in just a few days, so don’t expect to get better.

Qingge sat aside and asked about Feng Jiuqing's affairs, but this guy didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

In the end, she also understood that he felt that what happened tonight was too embarrassing, so it would be fine if he didn't mention it.

Yes, can a weak chicken who can be "carried away" by a group of bats not be embarrassed?

"What kind of eyes are you?" Feng Jiuqing almost wanted to jump out of the bed!

She actually looked at him with a look of pitiful eyes!

It's so humiliating!

"Don't panic, you are just being drugged by me and imprisoned with internal strength, so you are so fragile. I didn't say you are pitiful."

"It's good that you know!" But, what the hell are the four words "poor Xixi"?

Feng Jiuqing is dissatisfied!

He lived for half his life, and when did he be so fragile!

Men can die on the battlefield and fight bloody to protect their women.

But he would never be happy to lie on the bed like a little girl, waiting for someone to serve him!

"Okay, I'm just a joke. In a few days, I'll give you an antidote to regain your strength, okay?"

Qingge coaxed him, like coaxing a child's tone.

Not only did this not make him feel comfortable, but instead made him want to vomit blood even more!

Feng Jiuqing simply turned his face away and looked at the inside of the big bed, too lazy to look at her again.

"Are you really angry?" Chu Qingge walked to the bed and looked at him with his head.

"Hey, it's really just a joke. I know that your martial arts are very good. If you were not injured or drugged, even I may not be your opponent now..."

"Absolutely not!" he said gritting his teeth.

"Okay, okay, I'm definitely not your opponent, but the premise is that you have to take good care of your health first, right?"

Qingge poked his arm lightly.

This girl was still angry and didn't look at her.

She let out a breath helplessly and lowered her voice: "I've been to see her."

Feng Jiuqing, who had closed his eyes and was about to pretend to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes, turned around with all his might, and stared at her.

He wanted to ask how it was, but he didn't dare to ask.

Inexplicably, I felt a little nervous.

If he really believes that he betrayed her, why didn’t he come to him personally to ask for guilt?

Even if he comes to take his life, at least he can still die in her hands, and he will die without any complaints!

But why did he still ignore him when he knew he was here?

Why don't you come out to meet him?

"You know that she was poisoned back then."

"She now..."

"I have a disease called narcolepsy, and I am rarely awake, and most of the time I am in a drowsy."

Feng Jiuqing closed his eyes hard, and his heart was like a knife cutting.

"Who poisoned her back then? Is it really Chu Fengjin?"

The three words Chu Fengjin made the pity in Feng Jiuqing's eyes instantly turn into a strong hatred.

"I don't know, but I know that he has never been malicious when he is with Xing'er!"

"He is not worthy of being with Xing'er, he is not worthy!"

"Okay, okay, don't be excited, don't be worthy or not, I'll talk about it when I've seen him."

Mom is a face-controller. If Chu Fengjin was a super handsome guy, so handsome that she was at the same level as Feng Liye, she thought she would be a little more tolerant of him.

Of course, the premise is that the poison is indeed not what he has done!
Chapter completed!