young flower

The shriveled belly could only twitch meaninglessly under the continuous retching.

My head is still groggy, my tired body, coupled with the habitual low blood sugar, make my eyes burst into stars.

So what happened……

The prison has four stone walls, only one of which has a small iron door open, and a small skylight slanted above the iron door is pouring in faint moonlight.

Are those assassins again?Yang Fengjue was called away by Feiyuan. Could it be that the enemy was trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain?So it should be someone from the Ling family or the Gu family who arrested him here? ...

Feihua was distracted when the iron door was opened, and two people walked in from the door, the iron door was closed tightly immediately, Feihua only had time to see that there was also a gray stone wall outside.

Those two people came in and stood quietly in the darkness and watched Feihua a lot, and Feihua also stared at them for a moment, under the faint moonlight, he couldn't see their faces clearly.

"It looks good, but it's a pity..." the man near the door said, his voice was hoarse and old, and he should be around 50 years old.

The other person snorted coldly, turned around and went to the corner to fiddle with something, and when he came back, he was holding something in his hand. Looking at the moonlight, Feihua saw that it was a thin blade full of fine cracks.

"Jie jie jie..." Seeing Feihua's eyes focused on the thin blade in his hand, the man let out a weird and rough laugh.

"Little beauty baby, some people say they want you to die in extreme pain~~ oh oh oh~~~~ Have you seen this knife? It's called 'Devil King', and you will be its 99th One hundred and ninety-nine customers~~Look at the edge of the knife, it takes many cuts to cut off a piece of meat~~~"

Saying that, the tip of the knife lifted Feihua's chin, and the cold blade rubbed back and forth on his cheeks, as if looking for the best place to cut the knife.

Feihua could feel the disobedience of the small gaps on the blade across the skin, and tried her best to ignore the image of the rough blade cutting the skin in her imagination.

"See those cute little guys?" The man chuckled a few times, squeezed Feihua's chin and turned to the mice on the ground staring at them with green eyes, "They can't wait to enjoy the feast! "

Feihua's heart contracted violently a few times, her muscles trembled and tensed instantly, her terrifying imagination seemed to let him see the bloodthirsty and excited eyes and sharp and dirty claws of the mouse when it devoured his flesh and blood .

"Little beauty, don't be afraid, our family will try our best to prolong your lovely little life, and let you experience the ecstasy of this 'Devil Lord'..."

As the man said, he took out another dagger from his body, and easily separated the clothes covering Feihua's chest, arms, and legs. The sick and dry hand touched it in admiration as if stroking a lover. When her fingers touched the skin, it was like thousands of black caterpillars crawling on her body, which made the retching in Feihua's throat even worse.

"Oh, I forgot, the ecstasy work must be accompanied by the beauty's ecstasy voice~~~" the man said, pulling off the rag that was stuck in Feihua's mouth.

Suddenly losing the shackles, her mouth was sour as if she had been speaking for a year in a row, Feihua didn't care to take a breath, she crouched down and retched more violently, but she could only vomit bitter bile.

"Hey~~Little beauty, I want to use the knife~~" The blunt blade was close to the left chest, pressing down hard.

"Ah~~~~~~" A scream made the rats gathered in the cell run away in fright.

The man and the old man who had been leaning against the stone wall looked at each other quickly, "I'll go and have a look." The old man stepped out of the cell.

"Ah~~~~~~" There was another exclamation from outside, and the sound of weapons clashing gradually became clearer.

The man lowered his head and glanced at Feihua, "Jie Jie" laughed strangely, "Little beauty, your friend is here to save you~~hehe~~" After stroking Feihua's face, the man let him go, After leaving the cell, the small iron door closed again with a bang.

Feihua lay powerlessly on the moldy and smelly straw, listening to the sound of sword fighting and scolding getting closer, the dizzy black cloud in front of her eyes was getting thicker and thicker, with the explosion of "bang" and "crack", the iron The door was knocked open by someone, and messy footsteps fell in.

"Xiao Fei..." A familiar voice with a bit of stinging violence just rang in his ears, but in an instant, Feihua fell into a familiar embrace.

It's him……

Here he is, at last.Leaning on the reassuringly warm chest, Feihua let herself sink into the darkness.

It seems to be a dream in the drowsiness. The dream is full of the feeling of mice crawling around and sawing teeth on the body. Extreme dirt, heart-biting torment, cold sinking, long despair, darkness is The sea of ​​drowning, the driftwood without redemption, the consciousness is like a waterweed being dragged into the deep sea, sinking deeper and deeper...

"Xiaofei..."

"Xiao Fei, wake up quickly..."

"Xiao Fei, are you punishing me? Don't sleep anymore, please..."

Who is it that keeps calling Xiao Fei?Affectionate, painful, pleading, sad...

Why wake him up?Who has been disturbing his peace?

The aquatic plants slowly broke away from the tide of the sea and floated in the direction of the sound.

"Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei, you finally woke up..."

The person on the bed was finally willing to open his eyes after three days and two nights of coma. Yang Fengjue, who was standing by the bed, was choked with sobs and tightly clenched the pale hand in his palm.

Stubble all over the face, messy and wrinkled clothes and hair crown, bloodshot eyes, and chapped lips like myself.

This man, has never been so embarrassed!

Feihua smiled lightly at him, "I heard you calling me..." In the dream, it was he who kept calling to himself, and it was his voice that pulled him out of the hopeless darkness, whether it was in reality or in a dream , Those powerful hands always held him tightly, saving him from the cage.

What a blessing to have met him in this life!

This time he was robbed, and it took Feihua a full two months to recover. After recovering from his illness, he also fell into a problem: just like the little girls he despised in his previous life, he was afraid of mice.

Fortunately, the other courtyard where Feihua lives is well-maintained, and it is rare to see mice.

When Feihua was allowed to walk around in the field, the golden autumn had already begun, and Yang Fengjue and Tie Bao also came back from the capital. When Xiao Tiebao came back and saw that Feihua was ill in bed again, he returned to the way he was in Luanhu Village: doing his duty every day. Conscientious decoction, supervision of non-flower drinking medicine.

I haven't seen each other for a few months, and the child has grown up a lot. A round bun face has lost the baby fat and turned into a round oval face. With big eyes and eyelashes fluttering, she looks even more delicate and lovely like a little girl.

His mind is still so thick, his mouth is still noisy, he is half lying on the bed holding down Feihua, chattering endlessly about what he has seen and heard in the capital, his eyebrows are beaming, and he can't wait to dance with his hands and feet.

When Feihua was able to get out of bed, when she was walking in the garden, she saw Yueqingfeng also in the other courtyard.

Where did he come from?

"Why don't you lie down? How do you feel?" Seeing Feihua head-on, Yue Qingfeng hurried over to help her, but Feihua dodged it.

"much better."

The hijacking of Feihua that time was a joint effort between the You family and the Ling family in the capital, and many of Yue Qingfeng's mothers contributed to the flames. After hearing from Yang Fengjue that Feihua would come back that day, Yue Qingfeng rushed back to Yue's house to deal with the follow-up.

I just don't know how to deal with it?

"Xiao Fei, I'm sorry..."

Feihua looked at him in surprise, and then said nothing.

"My mother... I'm sorry for your mother, and I'm even more sorry for you, but she... now my mother is like a prisoner, you..."

Feihua interrupted him, お*萫 "How about your mother, my mother, it's all the grievances of the previous generation, it's none of my business, and I don't care." He didn't care at first, because he was not the real one. The young master of the Yue family.Now he just wants to live his life quietly, with Feng Jue.

There is a saying: Once bitten by a snake, you are afraid of well ropes for three years.Feihua used to think that such a mentality of being a snake like a bow and a snake was a bit out of tune, but she often didn't know what was going on until it happened to her.

Because of her previous life experience, Feihua always has some dislike for her blood relatives. In his eyes, her father and mother are not as clean and reliable as a beggar sleeping in a garbage dump.

The soul of this life wakes up in the body of an abandoned child. Feihua is kind to the so-called relatives. When he knows the identities of Yue Jingshuang and Fu Ying, he has no idea about the logic of "father = nouveau riche, mother = third party". Have a deeper understanding.

No matter how deep the blood relationship is, if there is no sincerity, it will be just a stranger after all. If there is any harm, it will be nothing more than an enemy with deeper grievances.

So when Yue Qingfeng sat in front of Feihua and sincerely "invited" him to return to Yue's house, he just glanced at the man opposite him who was his brother in name.

"Why do you want to go back?"

The beautiful young man propped his forehead, and the eyes in the fluttering broken hair gave a passionate and ruthless glance, careless but seemed to imply endless ridicule.

Feihua's sudden sharpness seemed to have hurt Yue Qingfeng. He was stunned for a while, feeling a little helpless and annoyed: "Why not? You are always the heir of the Yue family, the father's son..."

Yue Qingfeng's words were automatically silenced when he saw Feihua's increasingly sarcastic gaze. The gaze was too sharp and cut like a substance, making him realize that the young man in front of him was not only the indifferent Feihua, but also an assistant. Yang Fengjue is the behind-the-scenes strategist who expands his strength.

This younger brother may have really been living outside for too long, so long that his heart may no longer have any dependence on relatives, yearning, or even a little bit of nostalgia.

or--

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