The general is easy to bully

The next day, Shen Xingfeng woke up earlier than Xiao Qihan.

He realized that he had a fever, but he didn't want to go to see Mr. Qi so early.

Xiao Qihan was sleeping next to him.

He was sideways, with handsome features, and a scar running across his face did not affect Shen Xingfeng's admiration for him in the slightest.

How to see how to like.

Xiao Qihan put a hand on his waist lightly, and Shen Xingfeng carefully leaned towards him until he felt Xiao Qihan's shallow breathing on the tip of his nose.

Shen Xingfeng slightly hooked his lips, and secretly smiled.

He stretched out a finger, pressed it on Xiao Qihan's forehead, then slid down the bridge of his nose little by little, and finally stopped on Xiao Qihan's thin lips.

Xiao Qihan suddenly opened his eyes, his voice was low and smiling: "Is it fun?"

Shen Xingfeng was caught and hurriedly covered his face with his hands: "Why are you awake..."

Xiao Qihan took his hand away, stared at his embarrassed face, and smiled: "Don't you want to continue playing?"

Shen Xingfeng pushed him away: "Stop playing, I'm going to get up."

Xiao Qihan turned over and crushed Shen Xingfeng under him.

The two of them were tossing too late last night, and the bright red wedding clothes on their bodies hadn't been taken off yet. They were scattered around Shen Xingfeng's body at this moment. Shen Xingfeng's black hair fell messily on his shoulders. Xiao Qihan's breathing became heavy due to her beauty.

Staring at Shen Xingfeng like this, Xiao Qihan was going crazy.

"Xingfeng, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"

Shen Xingfeng frowned: "Anyway, I haven't been there for long."

Xiao Qihan smiled, lifted Shen Xingfeng's wedding dress, and put his hand into his chest.

Shen Xingfeng whimpered, bit his lips tightly, and buried his head on Xiao Qihan's shoulder, which trembled.

"You have played enough, then replace me."

Shen Xingfeng gritted his teeth: "Be careful of Mr. Qi..."

Xiao Qihan snorted: "Death under the peony flower is like a ghost." "

Shen Xingfeng opened his mouth to ask for his shoulder: "Show off your knowledge in front of me, are you looking for... ah!"

Shen Xingfeng didn't have a chance to say the rest of the words.

Facing all this tossing, it was already bright outside, Xiao Qihan looked at Shen Xingfeng who was drowsy and asleep, his eyes were full of soft light.

He bowed his head, kissed Shen Xingfeng lightly on his lips, and then carefully got off the bed.

As soon as he stood on the ground, the severe pain in his knee made him unable to help but kneel down.

Xiao Qihan's face turned pale, and he bit his lip tightly.

After the pain between his legs passed, he carefully supported himself to stand up, and then walked out the door step by step.

After hearing about the Gu poison on Xiao Qihan's leg, Mr. Qi sighed: "It will happen sooner or later."

Xiao Qihan: "Can you help me again..."

Old Qi shook his head: "It's too much damage to the body."

Xiao Qihan felt a little lost.

Old Qi: "Qi Han, I understand your feelings, but since you and Xingfeng are married, you should take a long-term view."

Xiao Qihan nodded: "I understand."

Instead of consuming your body for short walks, it may be more important to stay by Shen Xingfeng's side for a long time.

From the second day on, Xiao Qihan sat in that wooden wheelchair again.

When Shen Xingfeng saw it, he was taken aback for a moment, and then showed Xiao Qihan a nine-curved jade ring as if nothing happened.

"When I go to court today, I promise to reward those who are careful."

Xiao Qihan pinched the string of jade rings and smiled: "He treats you very well."

Shen Xingfeng curled his lips: "He's not someone like me, it doesn't matter whether he treats me well, as long as he treats Qiao Yijin a little better."

Xiao Qihan: "I heard he sent Qiao Yijin home? Isn't it good?"

Shen Xingfeng: "I hope so."

Xiao Qihan: "I want to go out for a walk today."

Shen Xingfeng: "Okay, then wait for me, I'll go change clothes."

That Xiao Qihan had been dead for a long time.

Shen Xingfeng occasionally took Xiao Qihan out of the house, but no one noticed anything.

Shen Xingfeng had just entered the room when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting outside.

He turned around and ran back in a panic, and was stunned.

Wen Jue was dressed in black, standing on the eaves with a condensed expression, holding a bow in his hand.

Han Jinjin's sharp arrow was aimed at Xiao Qihan.

Shen Xingfeng's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Wen Jue! Don't!"

Wen Jue let go of his hand, and the sharp arrow streaked through the air, making a sharp "whoosh".

Almost instinctively, Shen Xingfeng rushed towards Xiao Qihan. He pressed Xiao Qihan's wheelchair, trying to push him aside.

"Starwind!"

The sharp arrow pierced Shen Xingfeng's shoulder, and Shen Xingfeng screamed in pain. He threw himself forward and fell directly into Xiao Qihan's arms.

"Starwind!"

Xiao Qihan's voice trembled.

Shen Xingfeng turned his head pale, and Wen Jue still stood quietly at Yuanyuan, like a black goshawk.

Shen Xingfeng gritted his teeth: "Wen Jue, what's wrong with you!"

Wen Jue turned around, jumped off the fence, and soon disappeared.

Xiao Qihan hugged Shen Xingfeng, "How are you? Xingfeng...you..."

Shen Xingfeng glanced down at his shoulder, breathing quickly: "It's okay, it didn't hit a vital point, it'll be fine if you pull it out."

Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise the arrow shot towards Xiao Qihan would not have been the shoulder.

Shen Xingfeng gasped: "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury."

Xiao Qihan's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared: "What if the arrow is poisonous? You just pounce on it without thinking!"

Shen Xingfeng was taken aback for a moment, then stood up, clutching his bleeding shoulder, with a cold expression, "I jumped over if I wanted to, what does it have to do with you?"

Xiao Qihan was about to speak, but Shen Xingfeng pushed him away fiercely, turned his head and left.

Long Che who rushed over was terrified when he saw his bloody appearance.

Shen Xingfeng's voice trembled slightly, "Long Che, help me find Elder Qi."

Long Che flew away.

The point of the arrow was deep, so it didn't hurt the vitals at all. Qi Lao asked Shen Xingfeng to lie on the bed and handed him a handkerchief.

"It will hurt a little when you pull out the arrow, but it will feel better if you bite it."

Shen Xingfeng took it coldly.

Xiao Qihan came in from the door, Shen Xingfeng said coldly, "Get out."

Xiao Qihan: "Xingfeng, you..."

Shen Xingfeng crumpled the handkerchief in his hand and threw it out, "Get lost."

He exerted too much force, involving the wound on his shoulder, and trembling with pain.

Old Qi gritted his teeth: "What time is it, you two little ancestors are still losing your temper. Qi Han, you go out first, I'm going to draw the arrow."

Xiao Qihan was silent for a moment, then turned around and left.

Elder Qi pressed Shen Xingfeng's shoulder, and pulled the barbed arrow out of Shen Xingfeng's body little by little.

Shen Xingfeng clenched his teeth, and the sound of "sizzling" of blood and flesh could be heard in his ears.

The arrow was completely pulled out, and Shen Xingfeng collapsed under the quilt, panting for breath.

Qi Lao heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it is not poisonous, and it will be fine after a period of time." As he spoke, he became angry again: "What's the matter with Wen Jue? How can you shoot arrows to hurt people?"

Elder Ding arrived and asked Shen Xingfeng: "This Wen Jue, but that day, you were in Yangzhou and asked me to heal the child with a hundred taels?"

Shen Xingfeng was covered in cold sweat, and looked at Mr. Ding: "Mr. Ding, do you know something?"

Old Ding's face darkened: "The child is hopeless, I suggest killing him on the spot."

Shen Xingfeng was so startled that he wanted to sit up: "Old Ding!"

Elder Qi hastily held him down, turned his head and said dissatisfiedly: "You can't speak well."

Mr. Ding: "I've always been straightforward. I noticed it when I was in Yangzhou that day. I just didn't want to be troublesome and felt that it had nothing to do with me, so I didn't point it out."

"He has been turned into a puppet, and someone is manipulating him behind the scenes, turning him into a killing tool."

Shen Xingfeng frowned: "Then we just need to find that person, does Wen Jue..."

Old Ding shook his head: "Since ancient times, puppets have always used dead bodies as their bodies."

Shen Xingfeng's heart suddenly tightened, and his expression turned ugly: "You mean...Wen Jue is dead?"

Old Ding: "I'm afraid so."

Shen Xingfeng shook his head: "Impossible, he must still be alive. Last time he asked me to save him, he, Mr. Ding, is still alive."

Old Ding frowned: "Whether he is dead or alive, now he is just a puppet manipulated by others, without self-awareness, if he can't kill Xiao Qihan, he will come again. Dangerous things like this must be destroyed immediately."

Shen Xingfeng's heart tightened.

Kill Wen Jue.

How can it be?

The Wen Jue who dug himself out of the coffin with blood on both hands, the Wen Jue who was willing to be bullied by the crowd in order to save himself and Qiao Yijin, the one who took the dying him all the way south, saying that he would Send him to a warm feeling where you can see the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the one who said to save him...

How can kill him.

Shen Xingfeng couldn't do it.

Shen Xingfeng called Long Che in.

"Long Che, there is something I need you to do."

Long Che nodded.

"I want you to find Gu Shishi and Ming Lan."

Among the people he knew, only Gu Shishi and Ming Lan had the best martial arts. They were born in secret guards and possessed extraordinary sensitivity and perseverance.

Long Che nodded, and left the General's Mansion with Shen Xingfeng's order.

Shen Xingfeng took the medicine, lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he only felt a hand gently rubbing his forehead and cheek.

Shen Xingfeng opened his eyes, and met Xiao Qihan's flushed eye sockets.

"What are you doing here? Get out."

Xiao Qihan's voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry."

Shen Xingfeng's shoulders trembled, and he was dizzy with anger: "Xiao Qihan, why are you so heartless?"

"I saved you for you. I was injured. You don't care about me, and you still kill me..."

Xiao Qihan frowned, he leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair, sat on the edge of the bed, bent down to kiss Shen Xingfeng's face.

Shen Xingfeng tilted his head and pointed the back of his head at him, deliberately not letting him kiss him.

Xiao Qihan bit Shen Xingfeng's ear, wet and blowing hot air: "I know I was wrong, I shouldn't be angry with you, don't be angry, okay?"

Shen Xingfeng: "I'm very angry, I can't be coaxed!"

Xiao Qihan stretched his legs over: "Then you can vent your anger, okay?"

Shen Xingfeng turned around and reached out to pinch Xiao Qihan's leg.

But he withdrew his hand again, leaned back on his stomach, and said sullenly, "It's boring."

Xiao Qihan stroked the broken hair on the back of his neck: "Xingfeng, I'm just too worried about you. Whenever you get hurt, I panic."

Shen Xingfeng: "In your eyes, am I really that weak?"