Thinking of Xiao Chengya's look when she scolded the two of them, Qiao Tianchang couldn't help but look at Ning Mengyao and make a bad idea.
Instead, Ning Mengyao's eyes lit up: "You are right, let me go and harm Bai Mo."
Qiao Tianchang was actually just talking. Now that Ning Mengyao agreed so hurriedly, he was a little bit dumbfounded.
Does this girl hate her mother-in-law so much? Be careful when your mother-in-law finds out that she is being scolded again.
Leaning in Qiao Tianchang's arms, Ning Mengyao rubbed her tired eyebrows and said helplessly: "It's not that I dislike my mother, it's just that she nags people too much. If she continues like this, she will go crazy. No.
Qiao Tianchang nodded in agreement: "You're right."
After Feng Xiao returned to the palace, she fainted, her face turned red, and she looked like a roasted shrimp.
When Weiluo learned that the person was back, he originally planned to go and have a look, but after thinking about it, he still didn't go there.
At this time, several people around Feng Xiao were also busy, with obvious worry in their eyes.
Is the master really going to be fine
They now understood why their master suddenly left. It turned out that it was not because he was too seriously injured, but because the poison in his body had taken effect again.
How many times has this happened? Since coming to this place, the poison on the master has been activated more often. If it weren't for the fact that there is no cure for the poison except that person, the master wouldn't have to be controlled by others like this.
They could all feel that when the master was talking to those two people, there was joy in his voice, and he was obviously very happy.
They had never seen such a master before, but... thinking about the master's current situation, several of them were a little worried.
According to the usual method, he helped Feng Xiao suppress the toxin, but this time, I don't know whether it was because Feng Xiao was seriously injured or something else, but the toxin couldn't be suppressed.
Now everyone was panicking and didn't know what to do for a moment.
When Wei Luo learned the news, it was already noon the next day.
Standing by the bed, Weiluo looked at Feng Xiao who was biting his lip in pain and his eyes were scarlet, and felt a little sad for no reason.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Weiluo reached out and stroked his cheek, which looked cold but was actually hot: "Are you... okay?"
Feng Xiao forced herself to open her eyes and saw Wei Luo. She wanted to be sarcastic, but she missed the warmth on her face.
"Stop talking, how can I help you?" Wei Luo looked at Feng Xiao with a complicated expression.
In all the time she had known him, she had never seen Feng Xiao in such a miserable state.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Feng Xiao's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You... are you... pitying... me?"
Because of the severe pain, Feng Xiao could not speak clearly. When Weiluo saw him like this, his eyes were full of helplessness.
"It's now, why are you still trying to be brave?"
Feng Xiao closed her eyes and tried hard to suppress the toxins in her body.
He was unwilling to be controlled by this poison. Compared with the beginning, he was much better now.
Weiluo frowned and looked at Feng Xiao, took a piece of handkerchief, dipped it in water, wiped his face, then took off his shoes and went to bed, sat next to Feng Xiao, stretched out his hand to hug him.
Feng Xiao wanted to push Wei Luo away, he didn't need such charity, but now he found it difficult to even move.
Weiluo looked down at Feng Xiao: "I'll stay with you."
Feng Xiao wanted to retort and tell this woman to go away, but the warmth around her made him damn greedy.
Isn't this what he always wanted? Why did he want to push her away now that she was here
I don’t know if it’s because of Wei Luo’s company, but time seems to have become less difficult. In the afternoon of the next day, Feng Xiao’s face finally looked better, but she was still a little pale, but she could bear the pain. It’s gone.
Seeing Feng Xiao like this, Weiluo had a little smile on his face. That was good, at least he had survived.
Carefully placing the sleeping Feng Xiao on the bed, he got out of bed and carefully pulled his hand away. Looking at the bloody palm, Weiluo sighed helplessly.
I found some good healing medicine, bandaged him, and then left, but before I left, I said softly: "Idiot.