"..." He Lianxiu's face turned cold when he heard the words, and he stretched out his hand and pressed it hard.
"Hiss... softly." Feng Moqing hurriedly said, his face turned pale again, looking at He Lianxiu's embarrassing look, for some reason he found it so cute, seeing He Lianxiu's serious expression He looked like he was bandaging the wound, and slightly arched his eyebrows.
"Who did it?" He Lianxiu asked after bandaging the wound.
"People in the rivers and lakes, no one has an enemy or anything." Feng Moqing said calmly, stretched out his hands to put on his clothes and said, "It's just that I didn't pay attention and was plotted against, don't worry, I will settle the debt sooner or later of."
"What have you been doing for so many days?" He Lianxiu looked at Feng Moqing after hearing the words, fell silent for a moment, and asked with a frown.
"Huh?" Feng Moqing heard He Lianxiu's question, turned to look at He Lianxiu as if surprised and asked, "Are you... caring about me?"
"I just want to know when will you die next time." He Lianxiu sneered, Feng Moqing was very amused by what he said. It's fun not to admit it.
"I stopped talking just now, I didn't get married..." When Feng Moqing was about to speak, He Lianxiu glanced at him coldly. What Feng Moqing was about to say suddenly changed his words, and said very calmly: " How can I die if I don’t get a wife?”
"..." Looking at Feng Moqing's shameless face, He Lianxiu was so angry that his teeth itch, but there was nothing he could do.
Feng Moqing was seriously injured, so she lived in He Lianxiu's bedroom as a matter of course. He Lianxiu almost never left the bedroom. .
The people serving outside clearly felt that the emperor's appetite had increased.
Half a month passed, and Feng Moqing's injuries were almost healed. He Lianxiu helped Feng Moqing change the dressing as usual, and nodded in satisfaction seeing the almost healed wound.
"It's almost done, you can go." He Lianxiu chased away without hesitation.
"Oh...it hurts...it's not healed yet." Feng Moqing lay down again without saying a word, He Lianxiu looked at Feng Moqing's side, his face turned dark immediately, he had never seen such a thick face cheeky person.
When He Lianxiu was about to speak, he heard the voice of the head eunuch from outside: "Your Majesty, Concubine Jing has sent someone to bring supper to the Emperor."
He Lianxiu frowned when he heard the words, and when he was about to refuse, he was stopped by Feng Moqing, who said happily: "I'm just hungry, let me bring it in, if you don't want to eat, I'll eat." .”
"..." He Lianxiu looked at Feng Moqing's face that should be taken for granted, and was so angry that he didn't recover from it for a long time, but when he turned around, he asked someone to put down the things.
After the deliverer left, He Lianxiu brought in the soup and placed it beside Feng Moqing.
"Tsk tsk tsk... You are really blessed." Feng Moqing looked at the soup, stared at He Lianxiu with a strange expression on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "There are so many women throwing themselves into their arms, but you are Indifferent, why?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Hearing this, He Lianxiu's face turned cold and turned around.
Feng Moqing stood up with a deep expression, and frowned slightly at He Lianxiu whose back was facing her.