After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 226 Those Lives Lying in a Pool of Blood

Seeing Zhang Yiming write these words, Feng Yin's pupils shrank suddenly, but she didn't forget to reply normally: "In this case, let's take it easy."

"Your injury should rest in peace, don't worry."

At the same time, he quickly wrote on his hand in response: "Are you sure? How did you know that?"

Zhang Yiming responded: "Well, actually, I also want to be able to walk freely soon, but it's too difficult."

Fingertips appeared: "When he left the kang, I happened to see something strange under his hairline behind his ears, so I stopped him and said there was something on his hair, and helped him pinch it off."

"I took the opportunity to observe carefully. It is indeed a mask, but if you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see it."

Feng Yin suppressed the shock in her heart, and jokingly said to him: "Would you still wander off when you walk in the future? This time, you must have suffered a lot."

Write: "Then what is his purpose? Why did he approach us? Is it an enemy or a friend?"

Zhang Yiming: "I don't dare anymore. The thing that hurt me while walking has already made me lose face."

Write: "I don't feel his hostility at present, don't act rashly, we should wait and see what happens in this situation."

Feng Yin yawned: "It's good to know, I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while."

On the hand, it quickly wrote: "Listen to you, but still be cautious."

"Go to sleep."

Zhang Yiming replied, but wrote on his hand: "Well, I can't do anything in this situation, you have to be careful yourself, it's best not to see him alone."

"Also, watch out for the young children in the family, don't be stolen."

Feng Yin took a deep breath silently, nodded and closed her eyes.

Zhang Yiming raised his hand and patted her gently, making her sleep more soundly.

That night, Feng Yin had another nightmare.

This time she was not woken up by a start, but by fright.

Fortunately, with the experience of the previous few times, after waking up from the dream this time, she regained her clarity and did not say anything she should not have said.

But Zhang Yiming still stretched out his hand to hold her, and wrote on her palm with his fingertips: "Have you had a nightmare again?"

Feng Yin hummed lightly as a response, but the thrill in the dream still affected her emotions at the moment, and she didn't want to speak for a while.

Zhang Yiming wrote again: "Is it a modern thing or something from your childhood?"

"Childhood."

Feng Yin paused for a while, and then wrote in his palm, "It's bloody, it's terrifying."

Zhang Yiming stretched out his hand and patted her body through the sleeve, and he took a long time to withdraw his hand to communicate with her again.

"Don't be afraid, we will face it together."

Feng Yin hummed again and wrote: "This time I can see more clearly, it's the whole escape process."

"Fleeing from the southern imperial capital all the way to the north, there were countless life and death fights, and countless thrilling narrow escapes."

"From the beginning, I always maintained a staff of hundreds of people (regardless of the number of casualties), and then gradually there was no one to replenish, and there were fewer and fewer people guarding me."

When Feng Yin wrote these, her hands were trembling.

The death guards who fell in a pool of blood to protect her always came to mind.

Not only the hands are trembling, but the heart is also trembling.

No wonder the original she would rather forget everything than remember it.

It is estimated that the reason why the personality is getting worse and worse is also the reason.

She had to use this method to forget who she used to be, the life-and-death struggle she had experienced, and those people who would never come back to protect her.

Zhang Yiming felt the unrest in her heart, moved his body, and gently hugged her into his arms, comforting her silently.

A big hand patted her on the back to make her feel better.

(End of this chapter)