Feng Xi'er turned around belatedly, her little face wrinkled like an old woman's, looking at the silver needle in Long Jiu's hand, blinking her eyelashes desperately, but she hadn't pricked it in yet? It was really going to kill her. She would be frightened to death if not stabbed to death.
When Long Jiu saw Feng Xi'er's really scared look, he felt distressed and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, relax, you will be fine soon."
Long Jiu's words seemed to have a kind of magic power. Long Jiu, who had always been indifferent, would be as loving as a father coaxing his children. It is undeniable that Long Jiu is definitely a very good "miraculous doctor".
Feng Xi'er nodded, turned her face sideways, and looked out the window quietly.
Long Qi stood in the room, quietly watching Long Jiu give Feng Xi'er acupuncture.
Long Jiu professionally inserted needles into Feng Xi'er's injured arm. Long Qi noticed that the gonggong sand on Feng Xi'er's arm was stuck with something.
Perhaps it was the man's pride that caused Long Qi to feel a little uneasy. Ninth brother had been alone with Xi'er these days, and Xi'er was lively and cute. It seemed just now that Ninth brother was indifferent and distant from the other brothers, and instead got along with Xi'er. It looks much more natural.
As the ninth brother said, a man is alone and a woman is alone. It's really too dangerous. Not to mention it will affect Xi'er's reputation, but it will also make her fall in love for a long time
Long Qi secretly had an idea in his heart.
It felt like being bitten by an ant at first, but then she couldn't feel the pain anymore. Feng Xi'er turned her face and looked at the dense silver needles in her hand, and was shocked. Unexpectedly, I was stabbed with so many silver needles without screaming.
Looking up at Long Jiu, he saw that he was concentrating on injecting himself with his head lowered. Feng Xi'er looked at the Shou Gong Sha covered with a small flower on her hand. Thinking of the scene when Long Jiu put the little flower on herself, her old face couldn't help but blush. Ancient women, Shou Gong Sha were chaste. symbol. Long Jiu would inevitably have "skin-to-skin contact" when treating him, and men and women in ancient times had relatively pure minds.
Long Jiu is cold and cruel, but very careful.
Feng Xi'er knew that the situation was special, but she always felt that men and women were ultimately different. Feng Xi'er looks carefree on the surface, but in fact she is a shy person at heart. Easily shy, even more shy with people you love.
Long Jiu took the last injection and looked up at Feng Xi'er. Suddenly he saw Feng Xi'er's pale face turned into a red apple. He was startled and quickly reached out to touch Feng Xi'er's forehead. The temperature was normal and his voice muttered. Said: "I thought you were so frightened that your brain was congested!"
Feng Xi'er is familiar with the temperature of Long Jiu's cold palms, which are cool to the skin. It aroused my curiosity again, why is it so cold
Feng Xi'er replied with a naive smile: "Master Jiu, don't look at my usually upright and awe-inspiring appearance. In fact, I am very afraid of death."
She is just a mortal, and mortals' joys, anger, sorrows, greed for life and fear of death are all normal.
Long Jiu had noticed Long Qi in front of the door a long time ago. Hearing A Xi say such words, he was convulsed and said: "Young lady is afraid of death, but you are still blocking the sword for Brother Qi?"
One sentence stopped Feng Xi'er to death. It was unclear whether Feng Xi'er jumped into the Yellow River. She was exhausted physically and mentally. She didn't bother to explain anything. She just said lightly: "I just accidentally stepped on a stone." The person who jumped on me had no intention of saving your seventh brother."
Long Qi was left aside by Long Jiu and Feng Xi'er. It felt uncomfortable to be ignored. At this time, they happened to talk about him. Long Qi took a step forward and said: "Whether it is intentional or not, Xi'er saved me. I will always remember Xi'er's kindness to me."
Long Qi's tone was domineering and full of machismo, which was a clear declaration of ownership to Long Jiu.
It can also be regarded as a warning to Long Jiu, so that Long Jiu will retreat.
Feng Xi'er went crazy, and replied in a bit harsh tone: "I'm not that great, and I don't need the Seventh Prince to care about me. If the Seventh Prince really wants to thank me, he can just give me a hundred and eight thousand taels."
She, Feng Xi'er, always regards wealth as her life. Life is precious, but love is even more valuable. Money is not everything, but having no money is absolutely impossible. Without money, no one can survive. Feng Xi'er is a poor person in modern times and knows the importance of money.
Long Qi was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled fondly at Feng Xi'er and said, "When Xi'er marries me, all my money, including my own, will belong to Xi'er."
Feng Xi'er picked up the tea and took a sip. She almost choked on the tea and coughed endlessly.
Long Qi patted Feng Xi'er's back considerately and teased: "Is Xi'er too excited?"
Long Qi is getting more and more aggressive, and now he doesn't even want to show his face.
Long Jiu saw it, and his anger was burning. Long Qi was forcing him.
Long Jiu didn't like Long Qi to begin with, and now he even wanted to kill Long Qi. Long Qi already had too much, and he still wanted to get Axi. Damn it.
But Long Qi didn't know Long Jiu's thoughts, so he asked: "Ninth brother, how is Xi'er's injury? Can she leave the house?"
Long Jiu closed the medicine box, and his tone was as cold as ice at more than ten degrees below zero, "What? Brother Qi doubts my medical skills?"
Long Qi clenched his fists in embarrassment and coughed lightly, explaining: "Brother Qi definitely doesn't mean this. It's just that I have a villa near the palace of the ninth brother. I want to take the eldest lady to live in the villa. After all, a woman who has not left the palace lives there. In the Ninth Brother's House, I'm afraid it will affect the reputation of the eldest lady, and any rumors spread will not be good for the Ninth Prince's House."
Long Jiu smiled sarcastically and said in a cold tone: "Let Brother Qi do whatever you want, I don't have enough time to take care of an outsider."
Feng Xi'er's fragile heart was hit by Long Jiu's words. Master Jiu was always hot and cold, making people panic.
Although Long Jiu was unpredictable at times, he was very attentive and took good care of her. Moreover, after a few days, Feng Xi'er got used to Jiuwang Mansion, so she would not go to Long Qi's villa. You are stupid and asking for trouble.
"My reputation has long been spread by the people in various ways. As long as I have a clear conscience, I don't care what others think or say. I won't move. The Ninth Prince's Mansion is very good. Ninth Prince has superb medical skills. I want to Recuperate from your injuries before going out, and the Seventh Prince will not have to worry about my affairs."
Long Qi is so idle that it hurts. She has told him so many times not to bother. Who is he to her, who likes to take care of her so much. Feng Xi'er pursed her lips in displeasure. He said in a firm tone, then raised one foot and stepped on the stool, changed his position, and supported his head with his uninjured hand. Because of the silver needle, the injured arm was placed on the table, which would be much more comfortable.
Feng Xi'er's attitude was very clear. Even if Long Jiu wanted to drive her away, she would not leave.
The Jiuwang Mansion is quiet and not noisy, there are no scheming women, and the servants are all honest and honest. Feng Xi'er likes this style very much, and Jiuye takes care of her as a patient conscientiously, eating well and sleeping well.
There is no place for Feng Xi'er to gain a foothold in Feng Mansion. Moreover, Feng Zhuo'er, who is highly skilled in martial arts, has returned to the home, and her life will be even more difficult.
Feng Xi'er, who lives on the street, will never go to Long Qi's villa.
Long Jiu felt inexplicably happy because of Feng Xi'er's words, which swept away the haze just now.
Long Qi was helpless.
There's not much to say. The most important thing now is that Xi'er's injury gets better. Long Qi comforted himself like this.
Suppress the uneasiness in my heart. Long Qi sat down next to Feng Xi'er.