Gu Xijiu: "..."
He was standing next to her, his faint breath lingering in Gu Xijiu's nose. She stepped back slightly and raised the roasted pheasant in her hand: "Send this to your Excellency first?"
Di Fuyi shook his head: "Not enough! People say that a little kindness should be repaid by a spring. Isn't this life-saving grace repaid by a fountain? A pheasant wants to send me away?"
Gu Xijiu: "... Then what do you want in return?"
Di Fuyi took the opportunity to sit next to her and leaned slightly towards her: "How about I promise you with my body?"
Gu Xijiu moved slightly to the side and said calmly, "Master Demon Lord is joking again."
Under the bonfire, Emperor Fuyi's eyes were as bright as water: "When have I ever made such a joke with you?"
Gu Xijiu moved her eyes away. This guy is a movie star. I don't know what big drama he will sing this time...
She remained unchanged in response to all changes, smiled, and said no more.
Di Fuyi looked at her for a moment, and finally stopped continuing the topic. He glanced at Zhu Duqing next to him: "Is Mr. Zhu's rib injury healed?"
Zhu Duqing had been on guard. Seeing that he had turned his target towards her, he immediately pressed his thin lips together and said proudly: "Thank you for your concern! It still hurts, but I have good physical strength and will recover soon!"
Di Fuyi sighed: "Your body is too fragile, so many roots were broken with just one hammer. You don't take your body seriously, why did you let it break for so long?"
Zhu Duqing: "..." He also wants to break the devil's ribs!
Di Fuyi looked at him with concern, as if he was not the one who broke the bamboo's ribs with a hammer.
He took out a bottle of ointment from his body and held it in the palm of his hand and handed it over: "This medicine is specially designed to treat bruises and bruises. It suits you very well. I give it to you!"
Zhu Duqing was so furious that he cursed: "Get out!"
He slapped the bottle of ointment that was an eyesore!
Di Fuyi was on guard. He flashed his hand to the side to avoid the opponent's palm. He shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhu has always been a calm and gentle man. Why are you so irritable today? Since you don't need it, forget it." ." Put the ointment away again.
Zhu Duqing: "..." He wants to regain his original body and whip him!
Zhu Duqing's face turned pale: "What are you doing here?!"
If possible, he really wanted to kick the opponent away!
But he was not strong enough and had insufficient physical strength, so he just thought about it temporarily, hoping to use words to scare the opponent away...
Di Fuyi rolled up his sleeves slowly and said, "I don't like people to pay on credit. Since I have given someone a life-saving grace, I always come to ask for it."
"I can let Princess Yuanyuan go." Gu Xijiu said calmly. She felt that Di Fuyi was deliberately trying to gain favor for Yuanyuan.
After all, he knew her well and knew that she now wanted to chop Yuanyuan into pieces.
And he wanted to protect Yuanyuan, but he couldn't bear to hurt her Gu Xijiu, so he could only try his best to give her kindness and let her return the kindness...
Di Fuyi pointed his fingers, glanced at her, and said with a half-smile, "Can I take your words as jealousy?"
"No, I'm not jealous." Gu Xijiu pursed her lips slightly.
Di Fuyi sighed: "I'd rather you be jealous..." He said this in a very low voice. Gu Xijiu didn't hear it clearly and raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"
"Just follow your heart. Whether you let her go or not has nothing to do with me. I won't interfere." What Di Fuyi said this time was clearer.
(End of chapter)