Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 250 The jealousy rages and destroys Yuyin (3)
"I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I mean, no matter what you do to me, I don't mind..." He wanted to explain in a panic, but the description became darker and darker, and he stammered to finish the sentence As he said that, his cheeks also burned red.

Qiu Mingyue rushed over angrily and stomped on him hard.

Feng Qingli didn't cry out for pain, but just looked up at her, seemingly relieved, if she was happy, he didn't care how many feet she stepped on.In an instant, there was some sadness and self-deprecation.Qiu Mingyue suddenly realized something and looked down at his legs.

"Is your leg... not feeling?" She asked a little cautiously, for fear of hurting the self-esteem of the young man in front of her.

Feng Qingli pursed her lips and said nothing, her gaze deviated from her, she stared blankly at a certain point in the room, her eyes were sad and mournful.

Qiu Mingyue felt a sense of guilt for no reason, and hesitated to apologize.

"Sorry, I……"

Feng Qingli looked at her in surprise, making her turn her head even more uncomfortably.

"I don't know about your legs..." Without feeling, she couldn't say these three words anyway.Perhaps because of her instinct as a doctor, she sympathizes with disabled or seriously ill patients.Or maybe it was the countless times of help this young man had given her since she met him, which made her grateful.She doesn't hurt him.Although she often spoke to him coldly and drove him away countless times.But in fact, deep down in her heart, she didn't hate him that much.She just doesn't like being controlled by others in her life.

"Let me show you." She thought for a while, then turned around and looked at him seriously.

"Is your leg a congenital disability or an accident? If it is congenital, then it is likely that the nerves in the leg were compressed in the mother's womb. Maybe acupuncture can stimulate the acupuncture points in your leg. Oh, I remembered. The founding queen of the former dynasty, you know, she seems to be congenitally disabled, and she was also cured with acupuncture. How about I give you a try?"

Feng Qingli said calmly: "It's the day after tomorrow for me."

Qiu Mingyue was taken aback, and he said again: "I was crushed by the beams." His tone was very calm, but Qiu Mingyue could see strong grief and hatred in his eyes.

She knew that it was definitely not an accident.

After being silent for a while, Feng Qingli said in a low voice: "When I was six years old, the palace caught fire. My leg was hit by a scorched beam and broke... In order to relieve the pain, the imperial doctor gave me a lot of medicine. Later, the nerves in the legs became paralyzed."

Qiu Mingyue looked at him, listening to him say those deep and heavy words so lightly, as if she wanted to use that light tone to dissolve the sudden heavy injury and the despair and sadness of losing her legs forever.Suddenly, I felt a pain in my heart. The feeling was not strong, but it was clear to the bone.She took a deep breath and found that even breathing could hurt her heart and lungs.

She couldn't imagine it, six-year-old boy.Since she was a child, she was noble and noble, high above the top, and born so beautiful and elegant. She should have been a person with amazing talent, stunning beauty and fame all over the world.But because of someone's assassination, he suddenly fell from the highest peak to the lowest valley overnight, and then faced those endless darkness and despair.

How did he survive these miserable ten years?
When Feng Qingli touched her loving eyes, her whole body shook, and something exploded in her heart.It hurts, but it's warm.He moved his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to her.

"Qingxuan."

Qiu Mingyue was shocked, and touched his expectant eyes. She hesitated for a while, but walked over and looked down at him.

"what happened?"

Feng Qingli's eyes fell on her, and she remained silent for a long time.Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her waist, buried his head on her lower abdomen, and hugged her tightly.

Qiu Mingyue was stunned, subconsciously trying to push him.He whispered, "Don't move."

Her outstretched hand froze inexplicably.

Feng Qingli closed her eyes, smelling her body fragrance with the tip of her nose, and felt a burst of satisfaction in her heart.

"Let me hold you for a while, just for a while. Don't go..." He murmured softly, like an abandoned child, hugging the last warmth he could touch in this world.

Qiu Mingyue lowered her eyes and fell on his tightly closed eyes, and her outstretched hand fell on his head inexplicably, gently soothing.

"It's okay, it's all over."

The soft tone contained a bit of pity and affection, entangled into Feng Qingli's heart like vines.He trembled, and his arms holding her tightened slightly.

I'm sorry, Qingxuan.Forgive me for approaching you in such a despicable way, you are too illusory, I can't live with you, I can only use this method...

Qiu Mingyue didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, she just sympathized with this fragile and lonely boy.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it took before Feng Qingli let her go.

Qiu Mingyue looked down at him, her eyes were facing each other, as if something had crossed her heart, the two of them turned their eyes away at the same time, and the warmth that had just surrounded the air disappeared at this moment, as if the two of them were so close to each other just now Have never had.

However, only they know that some things are undergoing qualitative changes.

After a while, Qiu Mingyue broke the dullness.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you before. The picture I gave you last time didn't have my small characters written on it. Why did the picture that Pei Siqi took out have my small characters? I recognize that painting, it is indeed I drew it. But what happened to the small characters?" She frowned, unable to figure this out.

Feng Qingli squinted her eyes, "Have you ever told others about your small print?"

Qiu Mingyue shook her head subconsciously, and suddenly a scene flashed across her mind, and the fragmentary fragments quickly assembled into a complete picture.

"What's your name?"

"Don't you know that it's frivolous to ask a girl's boudoir name like this?"

"Then don't you know that it's dangerous and rude for a boudoir girl to save a strange man rashly?"

"...Okay, then I will throw you out again. You are seriously injured now, so I will throw you on the mountain. When the wolf comes, I will eat you up. Just pretend that I have not saved you, and I will not save you." No one will know about it. In this way, my reputation will be preserved, and you don't have to be grateful."

She spoke so seriously that the man on the other side looked stunned.

"You... are really special."

The last sentence was low, like clouds lingering in the wind, with inexplicable emotions entangled deep in his heart.

"...Forget it, I've saved people before, my girl, but I haven't killed anyone. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night. Anyway, saving you was an accident. It's purely a doctor's instinct. You haven't seen my face anyway, so you can't tell me if you say it. No one will believe it."

"Why don't you want to leave your name? Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid?" She laughed, "I have never been afraid of anyone since I grew up."

(End of this chapter)