Iceberg beauty lifts her head

On the tip of his tongue, it stimulated his dull taste buds.

Drink it all in one bowl, leaving a fragrance on your lips and teeth.

Seeing that he was enjoying his meal, Feng Chengyu couldn't help being a little proud: "How about it, this bowl of porridge that I cooked slowly, it tastes really good."

"Is there any movement of the Shifang Gang to offer the city?"

Yao Qiyun suddenly changed the topic, ignored his homely gossip, his brows were full of seriousness, as if he was still in the battle state when he was still offering mountains.

Feng Chengyu looked at him, feeling helpless, but also admiring.

This young man who just didn't even have the energy to hold a bowl, didn't want to heal his injury in the past few days. After drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge, he asked about the movements of the Shifang Gang villains, but he thought that he had treated him meticulously in the past few days. Take care with indifference.

He is so stern that he is unreasonable, alone in white clothes, unsmiling, and straight-talking, people can't help but suspect that he is a cold and hard iceberg.

It's just that under the cold and hard exterior, there is actually a sincere heart hidden, right?

He smiled, shook his head and put the bowl and spoon down.

"Most of my entourage followed, but Yan An left a few cronies in Xiancheng, saying that after the Shifang Gang was severely injured, they fled and hid among ordinary people in the market. It will take time to investigate one by one, but after Ji Lan left the resurrection formation , on the day we left Xianshan, there were no bones left."

"She died?" Yao Qiyun was not too surprised: "However, her subordinates..."

"Ah--their offal, you don't need to worry about it that much."

Feng Chengyu yawned and lay sideways beside him, with his hands resting on his head, with a relaxed and lazy look: "Besides, Emperor Yu is not just for decoration, even if they can't deal with Ji Difficult characters like Lan and Feng Tuojiu are more than capable of dealing with their occasional little ones, why do you always worry about them?

I have a hundred hectares of Fengfu, and several businesses are still in Xiancheng, so I don't worry about it.You are penniless there, why worry? "

"no……"

Yao Qiyun shook his head, supported the bed with both hands, and struggled to get up: "It's not about the money..."

"It's not a matter of money, so I don't know what else to worry about... Could it be that you still remember the destruction of Dong's family? They died like this. Surviving in troubled times is more important than anything else."

He turned over to block the edge of the bed, and said the words of explanation, in a casual tone: "I know that you Yaomen are all righteous people, but there are all kinds of things in the world, and people are full of evil thoughts. From Luocheng, Xiancheng, and even Xingdu now, which one is it? Isn’t it true that peace can be achieved in places where you can’t see the evil? Let’s take care of yourself first.”

Yao Qiyun listened, and the son in front of him lazily crossed his legs, expressing his views on the decadence of the world.

Although it is contrary to the purpose of the Yao sect to eradicate evil, it is also an established ugly appearance.

Indeed, where there are people, there is evil.So—is there really an end to evil?

"Qi Yun has time to worry about these things, why don't you wait for your injury to heal, and follow me to the restaurant to enjoy the flowers. You must know that in the big cities of Xingdu, besides fighting and killing, there is more fun."

Feng Chengyu stretched without any image. Although his body was extremely tired, his voice was still warm and ethereal: "You have just come down from the mountain to slaughter the thousand-faced man, and you have confronted the Shifang Gang less than a day after you came to Xiancheng. He almost lost his life in the end, so why bother? People who practice martial arts don’t want to travel to the mountains and rivers to see the splendor and prosperity of the market outside the mountains after they graduate from the master’s school?”

Yao Qiyun shook his head. He has been influenced by the teachings of the Yao sect for a long time, and he does not agree with this kind of hedonism.

But he lifted the quilt but did not leave the bed for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, two words slipped out of his lips: "My waist hurts."

The voice was so low that only he could hear it.

"Where did you say it hurts?" Feng Chengyu trembled in confusion: "Could it be that you still have internal injuries?"

"It's not an internal injury, it's..."

He didn't want to say any more at first, but when he saw Feng Chengyu leaned down nervously, and gently lifted the undershirt for himself, wanting to check the injury on his back, he couldn't help repeating again:

"Back pain."

Yao Qiyun's shoulders are thin, especially after being in a coma for a few days, so thin that even the butterfly bones are spread by the thin skeleton, which is more and more slender than before.

However, it is worth Feng Chengyu's attention that the stiff back under the two butterfly bones has a few faint red spots after lying on the side for a long time. Although the bruises are shallow, they are caused by a little force The muscles are squeezed in all directions and numb.

While observing, the naked skin in front of his eyes was covered by the thin clothes that were put down, and he moved away the hand holding the corner of the clothes.

Feng Chengyu just smiled, and suddenly said: "It turns out that you hurt your waist because you lay down for too long... Why don't I give you a massage?"

massage?

Yao Qiyun snorted coldly, but felt two pieces of softness fell on her waist, Feng Chengyu held her waist and eyes on both sides, and massaged them carefully through the thin clothes.

——The big hands with thin calluses will not be very hard, but gently pressed gently, every slight kneading can find the key points where the meridians meet, and the stagnation and numbness of the muscles will gradually ease.

He pursed his lower lip lightly, swallowing the refusal that came out immediately.

"Isn't this more comfortable?"

Feng Chengyu observed the subtle changes in his expression, slowly rubbed his fingers more and more vigorously, and said with a gentle smile: "After a few days when you recover some strength, I will help you take a walk around the medical center, so you don't have to wait all the time." Sleeping in the house to recuperate."

"Ah."

After a moment of silence, he nodded his head lightly. At this time, the pain in his waist had improved a lot, so he raised his hand to brush Feng Chengyu away.

"Okay."

That hand was rubbing a strange acupoint on his waist, and at this moment it stopped, and it was withdrawn meekly.

Yao Qiyun could vaguely hear the endless instructions in his ears, but because of the collapse after recovering from a serious illness, he fell into sleep with his pillow on the mat.

There was always that person's aura in the ward, Yao Qiyun suddenly frowned slightly, and wanted to sleep facing the wall.

When I turned over, I was blown out by the breeze, and I realized that I felt refreshed and pleasant after a bath, without the slightest sweaty smell——

You should know that before coming to Xingdu, I almost never bathed in water, my clothes were dirty and messy, and the occasional sour and smelly smell was hard to smell.

And now he was lying on the couch, his body still exuded a faint fragrance of milk, presumably Feng Chengyu had carefully bathed himself with milk soap when he was asleep.

The ears seemed to be slightly hot again.

Knowing that others bathe themselves, no matter how many times it is the first time, it is very embarrassing...

I don't know how many days I slept, but one day, Yao Qiyun was woken up by the sound of coughing outside——

After waking up, except for the slight numbness and swelling in the waist, the wound on the back has basically healed.

He stretched out his feet slightly from the quilt, and when he collapsed, he was still dexterous and free. The dull feeling of lead-filled limbs before was gone, and he could move freely.

He was finally able to move freely... It was just that the strong hunger came from his empty stomach, which made his hands and feet feel powerless again. Without thinking about it, the bowl of thick and sweet rice porridge that he drank a few days ago immediately appeared in his brain.

Subconsciously, he looked around in the room smelling of medicine, but to his disappointment, Feng Chengyu did not sit on the edge as before, only some light melon and fruit snacks were placed on the small wooden table, next to him There is a glass of water, and the water is still slightly steaming.It looks like it has just flourished.

Outside the half-closed door, the autumn wind was bleak, but the room was filled with a faint warm fragrance, and there was no sense of autumn coolness.

Yao Qiyun ate a few pieces of jujube snacks with the glass of water, his face expressionless.

But his eyes were fixed on the door from time to time, only to hear the faint coughing sound coming from outside the door.

29. Chapter 29

"Feng Chengyu?" He muttered to himself outside the door.

The door frame creaked in the wind wrapped in autumn frost, and he opened the unlocked door. Outside the door, there was a garden full of autumn yellow, and he vaguely saw a bright red shadow, sitting under a century-old crabapple tree, with a quiet face , It seems to be enjoying the autumn.

But Feng Chengyu is afraid of heat and cold, why is he still sitting there blowing the cool breeze?

Yao Qiyun frowned imperceptibly, put down the pastry in his hand, and supported himself on the edge of the desk.

Suddenly, there was a coughing sound, which was intermittent, and it was particularly intense in the desolate autumn scenery.

The coughing sound in the dream before waking up, is it really him coughing?

He slowly moved outside the door, watching the setting sun sinking from the mountains in the distance, wisps of sunlight slipping off Feng Chengyu's red shirt, his ice-like expression underwent an inexplicable change.

But before he reached the threshold, his leg strength was a little weak. The joints that had been numb for a long time had just recovered, and now they became very cumbersome.Relying on the copper handle of the door with his hands, he could barely bend his legs and not fall halfway.

"Cough... Qiyun, why did you run out by yourself? Do you also want to come to the back garden to enjoy the flowers?"

As the warm and mellow voice approached, a red figure appeared outside the threshold, carrying a beautiful white crabapple flower.

Yao Qiyun raised his eyes and felt that his palm was exerting force under his arm. When he was being supported, he saw his pale yellow core of the crabapple dotted with sparse bright red spots from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't help frowning again—— That's obviously blood. He just coughed up blood?

"These crabapple flowers are blooming brightly, but withering very quickly. It's really time for you to wake up, and if you wait later, you will have no luck."

Feng Chengyu pulled him with a smile and was about to go outside the house, the pure white crabapple was held in his palm, quietly blooming in full bloom, making the bloodstains scarlet and eye-catching.

The brilliant sunset in the sky was falling from his fingers twisting the flower stems, but his skin was pale, almost transparent, and the light blue blood vessels of different shades appeared weak and clear.

Anxiety flashed through his heart, and he wriggled his throat to ask something, but at this moment the two had just crossed the threshold, and Yao Qiyun only felt the pain around him.