Nanrong Huai'an turned around from his chair and handed the document he was reading to Feng Sufei. Qingrun said: "This is the list of all important participants of the state banquet that I told you. Take it and take a look. Bar!"
Feng Sufei's eyes lit up, this was indeed useful to her.
Feng Sufei walked forward unceremoniously and took the document. She was about to turn around and leave, but she smelled a faint smell of blood.
She pursed her lips, hesitated, and said, "Are you injured?"
Only then did she seriously notice that there seemed to be too much pain hidden in Nanrong Huai'an's tired brows and sad eyes.
Such a look made Feng Sufei's heart skip a beat.
Nanrong Huai'an gently pinched the center of his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."
Feng Sufei couldn't help but take a few steps towards Nanrong Huai'an, wanting to see what happened to him
Nanrong Huai'an said calmly: "You go back first!"
He seemed to be rejecting Feng Sufei's exploration and approach.
Feng Sufei paused, her eyes dimmed, and without saying anything else, she turned around and strode away.
She opened the door and walked out of the study. Just as she was about to close the door, she seemed to hear a faint muffled sound inside, as if she was holding back great pain.
Feng Sufei's hand holding the doorknob stiffened for a moment. She held the doorknob hard and wanted to close the door like this.
But her heart still couldn't help but opened the door again without being controlled by reason.
Feng Sufei quickly walked to Nanrong Huai'an, regardless of his expression or attitude. She quickly opened his clothes and saw the bandage and red blood on his chest.
Feng Sufei's expression changed greatly, "You...why did you suffer such serious stab wounds?"
Nanrong Huai'an frowned because of the pain. He thought Feng Sufei had left, but he didn't expect that she turned around and came back and saw his injuries.
"Who let you get close?"
Nanrong Huai'an's voice was as clear and pleasant as ever, but this sentence brought a cold sense of alienation.
Feng Sufei felt a little uncomfortable being stabbed, and she said unceremoniously: "You still emphasized that we are husband and wife today. Although you said we were married by agreement, if you just let it go, you would be irresponsible to me. You Your injury is also related to me. Is it because you don’t cherish yourself and don’t let others know because you don’t want you to know who hurt you?”
Hearing Feng Sufei's sudden words, Nanrong Huai'an's eyes darkened and covered all his emotions like fog.
Feng Sufei didn't care what Nanrong Huai'an thought, and said directly: "The stab wound in your position is almost fatal. I don't know who wants to kill you so much. Aren't you Nan Rong Huai'an? How can you still let others If I hurt you like this, you are irresponsible to yourself and the Nanrong family. You must have someone give you medicine and bandage as soon as possible... "
Feng Sufei didn't know why she said so many words at once. It seemed that she couldn't help but say these words when she saw Nanrong Huai'an's injury.
With that said, Feng Sufei got up and went to find the housekeeper, hoping to find someone to re-apply medicine and bandage for Nanrong Huai'an.
Nanrong Huai'an took Feng Sufei's hand and held it firmly.
Feng Sufei could feel the temperature in her hand at this moment. Being held by such a slender and touching hand, the temperature could be transmitted through the palm to the tip of her heart, as if she was touched for a moment.
Feng Sufei turned to look at Nanrong Huai'an in confusion.
Nanrong Huai'an frowned and sighed softly: "Sophie, don't tell anyone."