Being stared at by Fu Yue, Ji Qinglin looked away a little embarrassedly, not looking at Fu Yue's eyes, two blushes gradually appeared on his fair cheeks.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
There was a tinge of softness in the young man's voice, he muttered like a baby.
Fu Yue's eyelids twitched.
this man...
Ji Qinglin raised his hand and coughed lightly, "I heard that Master Gu Shaogong was imprisoned by the devil Qi Chen, so I came to rescue you."
Fu Yue continued to ask: "I have never met Ji Shaoxia, why did Shaoxia take the risk to rescue him?"
Again.
She looked like she broke the casserole and asked the bottom line.
Ji Qinglin looked serious.
"Devil Qi Chen, everyone can get him and kill him. If the young palace master falls into his hands, something bad will happen to him. Naturally, Ji will rescue him."
Fu Yue: "..."
She believed in his evil.
Does this person dare to wander a little more
What else did Fu Yue want to ask.
However, there was a whirlwind.
Her body fell limply, and a sense of powerlessness spread to her limbs.
At the last moment when Fu Yue fainted.
What she met was Ji Qinglin's worried eyes.
The other party's thin lips opened and closed, as if talking about something.
But Fu Yue couldn't hear clearly.
Consciousness dissipated groggyly.
In a daze.
Fu Yue felt a slender and cold hand pinch her neck, and a familiar feeling came over her.
The opponent didn't use any force.
But the cold touch still made Fu Yue shiver unconsciously.
who
Who is going to kill her
Qi Chen
Fu Yue's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them at all, let alone see the blurry figure in front of her.
Wait until Fu Yue wakes up.
It was already dawn the next day.
Opening her eyes, what she saw was a white mosquito net and a simple and simple bed. Fu Yue stretched out her hand to support her head.
Obviously, this is inside the inn.
she is not dead
Didn't the person who strangled her neck last night really strangled her
But why did he stop
…
Fu Yue subconsciously grabbed the quilt covering her body, and it was rare to feel that death was so close to her.
Sure enough, did she live too long in Ansheng
Just when she was thinking wildly.
The door of the room was pushed open from the outside.
Fu Yue raised her eyes, her eyes were full of guard.
The first to catch the eye.
It is a pair of slender and good-looking hands, beautiful and well-defined.
Then there was the somewhat familiar red figure.
It's Ji Qinglin.
With a bowl of porridge in his hand, he opened the door and came in. Seeing that Fu Yue had sat up, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he walked over quickly, "Girl, you are awake."
There was an unconcealable joy on the boy's face.
There are actually two shallow dimples appearing on the sides of her fair cheeks, which are very cute.
This person seemed to be very familiar, and he called Fu Yue girl when he came up.
Fu Yue nodded.
Ji Qinglin sat by her bed, and passed the porridge in his hand towards Fu Yue, "You have been in a coma for a day and a night, drink some porridge first, or you won't be able to take it anymore."
Fu Yue didn't know where Ji Qinglin's kindness towards her came from.
But now that she has lost all her martial arts and is struggling in this arena, if she can make friends with this person, it would be a good thing.
It's just that I'm afraid that this person actually has some schemes against her...
never mind.
She has nothing now, so what could this man plot against her
As the saying goes, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes. Now that the situation is urgent, why should she think so much.