deadly mantra

Chapter 172 I finally made you so angry that you vomited blood.

Ji Fanyin shouted while hiding:
"Feng Benben! You are so stupid! It's my fault, it's my fault... you try to hit me again, oh, you! You! You are so rebellious! How dare you beat your sponsor ! I'll go to the Yamen! I'll find Mr. Huang and accuse you of being a slave and bullying the master."

"Get down! It's dirty! It's all dirty!"

The snow-white satin covered on the couch left footprints one by one.

Feng Xiaoyao shouted anxiously:

"Go down! If you don't go down, I'll sue you for destroying personal belongings!"

Ji Fanyin stepped on it hard:
"Ha! Personal belongings? Even your big brother Qingchen belongs to me! His belongings are even more mine. What's wrong with me stepping on my things next to you? I can't go down! Humph! You You can’t hit me, you can’t hit me!”

Feng Xiaoyao's internal organs tumbled with anger, and he felt a breath rising from his abdomen. He threw away the cushion in his hand, and hugged Ji Fanyin's ankle with a distressed look on his face:

"Don't move...you make me dizzy, uncomfortable, uncomfortable...I feel uncomfortable..."

Ji Fanyin immediately stopped and crouched down quickly. Seeing Feng Xiaoyao's face getting more and more livid, she reached out her little hand behind his back and slapped him hard.

A mouthful of dark red pus and blood spat out from Feng Xiaoyao's mouth with a "wow" sound.

Ji Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief and reassured:

"It's okay, it's okay. Just spit it out and it'll be fine. Spit it out and it'll be fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, the weight on her body suddenly became heavier, and she smelled the fishy-sweet smell coming from Feng Xiaoyao's body.

"Feng Benben? Feng Benben?"

Ji Fanyin's cold little hands pinched Feng Xiaoyao's chin and lifted it up.

Seeing blood stains on the corners of Feng Xiaoyao's lips, her eyes closed tightly, she passed out.

The originally livid complexion returned to normal, only slightly pale.

Ji Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief and whispered softly:
"I finally spit out your bloody breath. It's not easy. It's not easy..."

At this moment, there was a sound of gasping at the door.

Concubine Luo Zi looked surprised:
"Xiaoyin, what...are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Ji Fanyin said "huh?", and when she turned to look at the door, her fair chin brushed across the bridge of Feng Xiaoyao's nose inadvertently: "I didn't do anything."

Turning his eyes, he saw Shui Qingchen's slightly narrowed eyes, and Ji Fanyin shrank her neck with guilt.

Oops.

She was so angry that his precious brother vomited blood and even fainted.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that his hand was still holding Feng Xiaoyao's chin, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he immediately let go.

Ji Fanyin smiled awkwardly, looked at the two people at the door again, and said with an embarrassed smile:
"Hey, hey~ Well... I didn't bully him. Feng Benben suddenly vomited blood and fainted. I kindly helped him..."

She blinked with her big innocent eyes, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"Vomiting blood? Why did you suddenly vomit blood?" Luo Zifei walked over quickly, grabbed Feng Xiaoyao's wrist, and felt her pulse carefully.

After a while, the tension on her face relaxed slightly and she said:

"Just spit it out, just spit it out, I finally spit out this mouthful of blood."

Ji Fanyin blinked and pretended to be innocent:
"You're all vomiting blood, are you okay?"

Luo Zifei smiled softly and explained to Ji Fanyin:
"Xiaoyin, I must have scared you. It's okay. Don't worry. Mr. Feng's energy and blood are stagnant. Sooner or later, you will have to find a way to make him vomit out the blood. It's better now, haha, you don't have to worry about finding a way anymore. Come on. , help me move Young Master Feng to the bed."

"Oh, okay." Ji Fanyin nodded quickly. Just as her little hand touched Feng Xiaoyao's arm, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed her thin wrist.

Ji Fanyin looked up and saw Shui Qingchen's handsome and resolute face approaching her.

"I'll help Brother Feng." "Oh oh oh."

Ji Fanyin nodded hurriedly and was about to get up and jump off the couch.

Shui Qingchen stood in front of the couch, his tall body blocking the sunlight from the window. His arms passed through the crooks of her legs and armpits, and he easily picked her up and put her on the ground.

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she was already standing on her toes on the ground.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her heart felt numb. She stood aside with a blushing face and her heart pounding, watching him easily pick up the unconscious Feng Xiaoyao and walk towards the bed with long strides.

Concubine Luo walked quickly ahead and lifted the quilt.

Shui Qingchen moved carefully and put Feng Xiaoyao on the bed, took the pill from Concubine Luo Zi, opened Feng Xiaoyao's mouth and fed it in.

"Water." Luo Zifei handed over the water again.

Shui Qingchen took it, held up Feng Xiaoyao's head with his big hands, took a sip, and handed the tea cup aside.

Luo Zifei caught it silently and put it on the table aside.

At this time, Ji Fanyin walked to the bed, glanced at Feng Xiaoyao, then looked up at Concubine Luo Zi, and asked:
"Sister Luo, are Feng Benben okay?"

Concubine Luo Zi smiled, took Ji Fanyin's arm, squeezed it gently, and said softly:
"It's okay, don't worry. Once you spit out the blood, Mr. Feng will recover soon."

Ji Fanyin naturally knew very well in her heart that Feng Xiaoyao would be able to bounce around in three days or two days at least. But on the surface, she still pretended not to know the situation, nodded and said with a smile:
"That's good, that's good. In this case, Chenchen will feel relieved."

Hearing the sound, Shui Qingchen turned around and looked at Ji Fanyin strangely. His eyebrows moved involuntarily, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

What do you mean he is relieved?
Ji Fanyin saw Shui Qingchen looking over and grinned happily.

Shui Qingchen sighed helplessly, wondering what strange things were pondering in her little head.

He turned around and was about to speak to Concubine Luo Zi when he accidentally saw Ji Fanyin's skirt and boot tops stained with blood.

Even though he knew that the blood belonged to Feng Xiaoyao, Shui Qingchen still felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

In the past, when she suffered, he was not there.

Now, he was by her side, and he didn't want or want her to see this blush again.

Shui Qingchen said to Concubine Luo:
"I'll take Xiaoyin back to change clothes."

Concubine Luo Zi was stunned when she heard this.

go back?

Doesn't Xiaoyin live upstairs?
change clothes?
When Xiaoyin changes clothes, does she need someone to wait on her?
Countless questions welled up in her heart, but they were automatically eliminated by Luo Zifei subconsciously, and she nodded with a smile:

"Okay. Mr. Feng, I'm here to guard you. You can go ahead."

Shui Qingchen said "hmm", nodded, took Ji Fanyin's hand, walked out of the room and walked upstairs.

A quarter of an hour later.

Second floor, spacious balcony.

Shui Qingchen stretched his body and relaxed in the rocking chair, enjoying the few peaceful moments left.

The sunlight passed through the cotton clouds and fell on the corners of his slightly raised lips.

Ji Fanyin changed her clothes and when she came out, she saw this scene.

She didn't want to break the scene, so she lazily leaned against the door frame, folded her arms, and admired it quietly with a smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)