deadly mantra

Chapter 822 A Thorn in My Heart
Qing Mo knew that his palace master was a vengeful person, so he explained seriously:
"Although the young master is a ruthless and ruthless person, he has never violated the orders of the Palace Master. Since the Palace Master has ordered not to cause trouble to Bao Simu and Mu Chanyi anymore, we will not do anything to make the Palace Master An unhappy move. The young master said that the winter wind in Duixue City is biting, and he was worried that the palace master would not be able to adapt to it, so he specially asked his subordinates to bring these."

He placed the bundle on the carpet and opened it carefully.

Inside were several white fox fur coats and three or four medicine bottles made of white jade.

Ji Fanyin's eyes flashed without trace, and the smile on his face faded.

She knew best what was in that medicine bottle.

Every winter, she has to rely on the elixir here to stay alive.

If he didn't come, she also deliberately forgot the medicine.

Ji Fanyin had no reason to live with her body. She kept the white jade medicine bottle, wrapped the white fox fur jacket and handed it over:

"Take this away."

Qing Mo stretched out his hand and added:
"These white foxes are all the young master himself..."

"Qing Mo Jun." interrupted him.

Ji Fanyin walked up to the red plum tree, looked up at the red plum blossoms, and said slowly:

"Aru, he knows what I will leave behind and what I will ask you to take back. Besides, don't look at Shui Qingchen who seems to be easy to talk to on weekdays. He is very jealous. Unlike Aru, even if I and Chenchen He can lie on the same bed without blinking."

The fact that she had liked A'ru was always a thorn in that man's heart.

He didn't say anything, but she kept it in mind.

If you understand in your heart, there is no reason to pretend not to see it.

He was devoted to her good.

She didn't want to see him feeling uncomfortable and pretending not to care.

Qing Mo opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but Cang Lie shook his head to stop him:

"I understand." Qing Mo took the baggage, saluted Ji Fanyin, and turned to leave.When he walked to the center of the courtyard, a big living person suddenly fell from above. Qing Mo quickly dodged, but the thing in his hand fell to the ground, and was pressed by the person on the snow.

The young man had a handsome face and a thin build. He had varying degrees of abrasions on his jaw and neck.

The most serious injury was on his left ankle, which was caused by an unknown sharp object. Now the skin was torn and the bones were faintly visible.

The bright red blood quickly soaked the white snow under him.

I don’t know whether he fell hard or was seriously injured. This man’s face was pale, his eyes were painful and blurry, and he tried hard to keep his eyes open:

"Save, save..."

Qing Mo bent down and helped the man sit up. Without hesitation, he took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve, poured out one pill and fed it to the man.

Ji Fanyin muttered silently in his heart: In the entire Qifei Palace, there is no more kind-hearted person than Mr. Qingmo.

She walked over and knelt down.Qing Mo thought she wanted to check the man's injuries, so he opened his mouth and said:

"Palace Master, don't worry. Although this man is seriously injured, his subordinates have already fed him..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Because he saw Ji Fanyin's outstretched hand reaching over the dying boy and picking up the bundle.

After she got it, she first glanced at the blood stains on the bottom of the bundle, frowned again, put it aside on the clean snow, opened it, took out the white fox fur coats and checked them repeatedly, only one was stained. .

"Cang Lie." She stood up and handed it over: "Find a sturdy leather box and pack it. Qing Mojun, who was saved, became kind-hearted halfway through and casually put Aru's things on the ground."

Qing Mo didn't understand what he had done wrong, but Cang Lie was not surprised at all.

Whether you want something given by the young master or not depends on the master's wishes.

The master can refuse the young master's wishes, but others cannot touch him at will.

(End of this chapter)