It was snowing heavily in the world. In the courtyard, Xiahou Lie and Mo Yi fought against each other. An invisible aura continued to expand, suppressing people's hearts.

The little medicine boy who was planning to leave Qiansui Mansion and go to Jishitang to get medicine was stunned and stood there. The road was clearly in front of him, but he just didn't dare to take a step.

"Master Xiahou, please."

Yan Ming, the guard of the Nine Thousand Sui Mansion, walked up and said he was invited, but his attitude was unsatisfactory.

"Remember what I said, as long as you get divorced from Wuxin, that thing is yours."

After the words came, Xiahou Lie took a look at the direction of the room, and his ink-colored eyes were filled with worries about Feng Wuxin and his temporary helplessness about the current situation.

Don't worry, Brother Lie will never let you suffer again.

Yan Ming sent Xiahou Lie away, and the servant who was holding the medicine had just come to his senses and rubbed out of Qiansui Mansion little by little against the cold wall.

That scene just now is very likely to cause a psychological shadow of the servant and a psychological shadow that will never be forgotten for life.

After all, not everyone has the chance to see that Commander Xiahou is fighting for a woman for nine thousand years, and this woman is Feng Wuxin.

The most ridiculous thing in the world!

"Nine thousand years old, the man has left."

Yan Ming was puzzled. Didn’t Qiansui always want to find that thing, and Xiahou’s mansion retained one of them.

But why did Chief Xiahou say that the conditions to exchange with Feng Wuxin with that thing, Qiansui didn't agree, but instead intentionally left Feng Wuxin.

Yan Ming couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Qiansui, the sheepskin scrolls in Xiahou's mansion are extremely expensive. Many big families even want to get it. Why didn't Qiansui meet Xiahou Lie's conditions? It's just a Feng Wuxin."

Yan Ming used a sentence to describe Feng Wuxin's status, but it was just a chess piece used by everyone, that's all.

This piece was discarded at any time and no one cared about it. Compared with the parchment, Feng Wuxin's existence was as low as the dust and was completely incomparable to it.

"Yan Ming, do you know who Feng Wuxin's biological mother is?"

In the wind and snow, Mo Yi, who was wearing a crescent white clothes, held his hands behind him. The eyes in Danfeng's eyes faced the color of the flying snow, which was even colder than this cold winter.

"Chengsui means that the Nangong family also wants to interfere in this matter?"

There is no possibility of this!

In the eyes of outsiders, Feng Wuxin's biological mother, Nangong Yu, is just the daughter of a civilian family. Perhaps even Feng Wuxin himself does not know what identity Nangong Yu has.

Everyone knows that the families of the Feng family, Gu family and others are famous families in the Dayan Kingdom, and the Gu family's power is even more afraid of the royal family. However, they do not know that the Nangong family in the north is also a big family that gallops in the northern hegemony, and competes with the Gu family in the north and south of Yan Kingdom.

Although for some reason, Nangong Yu was removed from the ancestral home of the Nangong family since childhood and was adopted by a poor couple far away in Kyoto, Nangong Yu was the blood of the Nangong family and the eldest daughter of the direct line.

Now that Nangong Yu has died early, his daughter has become a chess piece in the hands of everyone. If it is really like Qiansui said that the Nangong family in the north will take action, then this scene will be even more messy.

But after thinking about it, Yan Ming felt that there was no possibility of this. First of all, Feng Wuxin's sense of existence was too low. Even as a chess piece, it did not benefit each other. The forces of the several parties just wanted to see each other's jokes. Only the immortal Feng family and the third prince Yan Yunheng wanted to use Feng Wuxin to draw some information from Qiansui to find a sheepskin

roll.

"Not whether the Nangong family intervenes or not, but in the next days, you will be unconscious and thorough in protecting the phoenix and report every move at any time."

"Yes, Chitose."

Outside the door, Mo Yi ordered Yan Ming to protect Feng Wuxin's safety in secret. In the room, Feng Wuxin, who was lying on the bed, frowned and fell into a nightmare and could not extricate himself.

In the dream, a gloomy black covers the world.

Feng Wuxin realized that he seemed to be trapped in something and felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a voice recalled, and the sound echoed in her ears, as if to stuff something into her mouth.

"Feng Wuxin, whether you die or live next depends on your luck."

There was a hint of helplessness in the sound and it quickly dissipated into the air.

As the inexplicable thing entered the throat from the mouth and then into the stomach, Feng Wuxin could clearly feel the cold blood all over his body as if it was gradually getting hot, and his hands and feet, which were comfortable in the cold, became conscious.

What is this place!

Why do you feel so familiar?

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his heavy eyelids only opened a small gap. Shortly after the sound disappeared, a blurred figure appeared in Feng Wuxin's sight.

The jade ring on the man's hand was particularly eye-catching.

Is it really Yancangzhou?

"Girl, girl!"

Just when Feng Wuxin was in the nightmare, she wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on, and suddenly the coldness spread all over her face. Feng Wuxin's body shook and she sat up in an instant.

"Oh, girl Wuxin, you are awake. If you don't wake up, I will slap you with a big mouth."

Seeing Feng Wuxin awaken, Mr. Qi put down the teacup containing cold water in his hand and quickly ordered the servant to bring a square towel to wipe Feng Wuxin's face.

He got up too quickly. Feng Wuxin, who had just woken up, had dark eyes and a dizzy head. After a while, he calmed down.

"Old Qi, why are you here? Me"

Feng Wuxin was about to ask me what was wrong with me, but the scene before she fainted that day flashed in front of her.

She remembered that she had a good chat with Brother Lie, and suddenly she was in severe pain.

Feng Wuxin understood that the pain at that time was different from the pain during the Heart-Devouring Gu. Moreover, she had already taken the antidote to the Heart-Devouring Gu before going to Feng's house, so it was not the Heart-Devouring Gu poison.

Mr. Qi is now in front of her bed, obviously here to see her, so he should understand the cause of the disease.

"What is wrong with me?"

"How should I say this?"

Mr. Qi didn't know where to start with Feng Wuxin. After stroking his white beard, he would first confirm whether Feng Wuxin was really out of danger.

"Wuxin girl, do you know how long you have been in a coma?"

Listening to Mr. Qi's words, Feng Wuxin looked up at the moon outside the window.

"how long?"

"Including the current hour, it should be five days and four hours plus one quarter of an hour."

Seeing that Feng Wuxin had not woken up for a long time, Mr. Qi was anxious and tried the medicine for acupuncture, but he just didn't wake up.

If this girl continues to fall asleep again, even if she is not poisonous, she will have other problems due to her own consumption. In a hurry, Mr. Qi decided to use a local method to give it a try.

If pouring cold water doesn't work, then you can only slap your mouth and stimulate Feng Wuxin to wake up. Fortunately, the first method worked.
Chapter completed!