Divine Doctor's Daughter: Black-bellied Crown Princess

Chapter 4 Hatred
The man in brocade clothes nodded, but his eyes were on the bottle in Feng Ziyu's hand, the meaning was self-evident.

Feng Ziyu's black thread, handed the spray forward, "I'll send you off if I say so, what's the rush."

"Thank you." The man took it. Seeing that the white bottle was smooth and flawless, he was slightly surprised that he had never seen such a material before, subconsciously imitating Feng Ziyu and pressing it down.

"Don't!" Feng Ziyu hurriedly stopped her, but still sprayed a little.

"Really, have you seen this small hole? The nozzle should be directed at the injured area, just like you did just now. Not to mention the waste, it will hurt you if you spray it into your eyes."

After Feng Ziyu finished speaking, she wiped the man's face with her sleeve.

The man was a little dazed, and felt that the little girl breathed like blue. Although she was dressed in tatters, she had a unique fragrance of a daughter. He felt that he was probably intoxicated by the anesthetic spray.

"Eat it."

Hearing Feng Ziyu's voice, the man looked at her palm.

On the white and tender palm were two small white pills, he took them without hesitation, raised his head and swallowed them, so fast that Feng Ziyu couldn't even react.

"Aren't you afraid of poison?"

"If you want to harm me, why wait until now."

Feng Ziyu curled her lips, patted her dirty skirt, and stood up: "You are smart, it is an anti-inflammatory drug, otherwise you will be injured like this, and you may be burned like a fool when you go back. I don't want to smash my own." Shop sign."

She turned around to leave, but turned around after taking two steps, and stretched out her hand to the man in brocade clothes: "I saved your life, so there should be a reward, right?"

The man laughed, and touched his purse when he listened to the words, and his face turned ugly the next moment.

Feng Ziyu squatted down, with a surprised expression on her face: "No way, you wear such nice clothes, but you have no money?"

The man in brocade clothes took out a few pieces of broken silver and pieced them together, only getting more than 20 taels.

It was rare for him to blush, and his words were somewhat vague: "This is a deposit, if we meet in the future, even if you want a thousand taels of gold, I will give it with both hands."

Feng Ziyu stuffed the money into her pocket and rolled her eyes: "I always feel that seeing you is nothing good, we should not see each other in the future."

Who knows if the promise of the thousand taels of gold is true or not, even she refused to tell her his name, she was stupid to believe this man's promise.

Thinking about it, he touched the silver taels in his bosom again. Although 20 taels is not much, it is not a lot. At least it will allow the three of them to live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

She waved her hand, turned around and walked directly to the temple where the original owner lived in the dark, her thin back was cold and aloof, the man in brocade looked at her, and lost her mind for a moment.

Mo Qing will be back soon.

"Have you dealt with it?"

"The old man was knocked out by me and thrown in the valley. Whether he can go out depends on his luck."

The man in brocade clothes nodded, his eyes could not hide the coldness: "Then we should go back."

……

Following the memory of the original owner, Feng Ziyu returned to the temple.

Before entering the mountain gate, they heard the sound of quarreling inside, mixed with the subdued cries of children.

"We really didn't steal the sesame oil money. When my daughter comes back, she will make it clear to you." Feng Ziyu's whole body was shaken by the familiar voice.

this voice!In the previous life, because of her younger brother's early death, her mother died of depression not long after she was overwhelmed with grief, but I will never forget her voice in this life!

Another high-spirited voice came out: "Come back? Feng Ziyu stole the sesame oil money, and I don't know where to go to enjoy myself, so I'm willing to come back?"

The corners of Feng Ziyu's mouth curled up, the nun really didn't die, she really was a disaster for thousands of years.

Lin hugged Feng Zizhang and begged bitterly: "Yu'er is so obedient, how could she steal the sesame oil money. Master, just let me wait here for my daughter to come back, and let her explain to you well."

The nun raised her eyebrows, thinking that if it wasn't for Feng Ziyu last night, she wouldn't be in such a mess. She was almost burned to death, so she felt angry and wanted to spread all the evil fire in her heart on these two girls body.

"Wait for her to come back? I tell you, she won't come back!"

The nun raised her hand, and the thorn in her hand hit Lin's mother and son.

But before she could drop her hand, she was grabbed by someone, and the nun couldn't dodge in time, but was hit hard in the face by the thorny thorn that bent back due to inertia.

A bright red mark appeared on her forehead, causing her to cry out in pain, "Who!"

Taking a closer look, the little girl who couldn't find her everywhere last night appeared in front of her in full.

"Feng Ziyu, you dare to come back!"

Feng Ziyu was about to step forward when someone grabbed her arm.

She turned around, and the two familiar faces almost made her cry with joy: "Mom, brother..."

Lin and Feng Zizhang actually looked exactly like her deceased mother and younger brother, Feng Ziyu was so excited that she shouted out directly.After realizing it, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and called out: "Mother, don't worry, my daughter is back."

Lin felt that her daughter seemed to have changed a little, but her appearance and affection with her were exactly the same as before.

She nodded in relief, but Feng Zizhang rushed out, hugged Feng Ziyu's thigh and sobbed, "Sister, they said that you stole the sesame oil money, and that you took the money and ran away and don't want me and mother."

Feng Ziyu stroked Feng Zizhang's furry head, with unconcealable joy and tenderness in her eyes: "Silly brother, how could my sister not want you."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly looked at the aunt, her eyes suddenly turned cold: "The mountain fire was really burning last night."

The aunt's pupils constricted, and she subconsciously touched her burned arm.

"Oh, I seem to hear a voice that kills someone. Guess who is that person?"

My aunt looked at Feng Ziyu as if she had seen a ghost.

Could it be that Feng Ziyu knew that she had killed that human tooth?
Even so, she maintained a sliver of reason, and argued: "What nonsense are you talking about, hurry up and hand over the sesame oil money!"

"Sesame oil money? Your temple doesn't look that big, but it makes a lot of money. Why, you still need such a little sesame oil money?" After finishing speaking, Feng Ziyu approached the nun and said softly, "By the way, you sold those money." Did your girl come back to look for you in the middle of the night?"

The nun was shocked.

She raised her head to look at Feng Ziyu, but she heard her softly say: "You forgot, Feng Ziyu was already killed by you."

Feng Ziyu's expression was sinister, like a vengeful ghost, fear spread from the soles of her feet, the nun screamed and rushed out of the temple gate.

As soon as she left the temple gate, she heard a horse neighing. The nun was caught off guard and fell to the ground in fright.

The horse was stopped by the coachman, snorted a few times and stopped talking.

The aunt was flustered, and scolded without raising her head: "You can't control the beasts, why are you driving a car!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a crackling sound in my ears.

(End of this chapter)