I and my wife wear Taoist robes [Rebirth]

"This king doesn't need help from irrelevant people, especially you!"

"But she opened her mouth, how can I bear to refuse?"

With a sudden movement of his figure, a bolt of lightning pierced through the night sky to illuminate the narrow world in the thatched hut, and Feng Qingyi's slender five fingers pressed tightly on Qin Wuyan's neck.

"You'd better stay away from this king's woman."

The author has something to say: I am back again, already in the school dormitory, blue thin shiitake mushroom, originally unhappy today, 1551

Chapter 49

The muffled thunder went away, leaving behind the sound of rain ticking.

In the dark night, Qin Wuyan stared at the pitch-black curtain in a daze, with one hand resting on his head and the other on his neck.

She thought that Feng Qingyi would be stimulated, but she didn't expect that she almost killed herself.

She didn't want to have that almost suffocating feeling again.

However, this also shows that Feng Qingyi has deep feelings for Ren Ying.

Qin Wuyan finally blinked, and let go of the hand on his neck.So what if the feelings are deep, her love for Ren Ying will never be less than her Feng Qingyi.

What she lacks is just a chance to be with Ren Ying.

Whenever there is a chance, so what if she, Feng Qingyi, is a high and mighty prince?

The darkness before dawn is like a giant claw protruding from the depths of hell, ruthlessly covering the top of the head, and there is a danger of killing people at any time.

Qin Wuyan suddenly raised the corners of his lips in the boundless night as usual, there was an impenetrable deep meaning in his eyes.

Now that there is a commotion, why not pay more?

A sharp whistle broke the intersection of day and night, and the sky was already pale.

Ren Ying woke up frightened when the knock on the door rang, and before she could stop it, the sound rose louder and louder, as if she was about to smash the door open.

Zhang Fang raised his head from the table, withdrew his numb arm, cursed a low word and ran to open the door.

The door was originally locked from the outside, but Zhang Fang was afraid that Ren Yingye would be unsafe, so he also pulled the latch from the inside.

"Don't sleep! Go get your people!"

Zhang Fang was dazed, and looked back at Ren Ying who was standing by the bed with her shoes on, but saw her frowning slightly, then her expression eased, and there were some twists and turns in her voice, "Have you found the murderer?"

The face of the visitor was very ugly, and it took him a long time to utter a word: "No, again, another person died."

Zhang Fang's eyes widened, and Ren Ying said again: "Is it convenient to take us there?"

Ren Ying walked a little anxiously along the way, almost fell down once in the middle, and only stabilized her steps when she reached the thatched cottage, but the anxiety did not disappear, but turned to her heart.

"go in."

Ren Ying nodded and was about to go in. Zhang Fang stood at the door and greeted the bandits guarding the door, leaving time for them.

In the cramped space, Feng Qingyi's eyes were closed tightly, but her usually meticulous hair was a bit messy, a few locks of hair on her forehead hung down on her eyebrows, giving her a more decadent feeling.

"Wang... are you okay?"

Feng Qingyi didn't move when she heard the sound, her eyelids didn't respond at all, only her slightly moving toes revealed the restlessness in her heart, but Ren Ying couldn't notice such a small movement.

"you--"

Feng Qingyi suddenly opened her eyes, and Ren Ying was taken aback in fright, unable to pronounce any of the following words.

"Why did you ask him?"

Ren Ying looked at Feng Qingyi's dark phoenix eyes, and felt a trace of coldness in them.

"Has Qin Wuyan come to look for you?" Ren Ying felt a little shivering in her heart for some reason, "I just want her to give you a chance, I want to rescue you."

"What about now? You came here to take me out. It seems that you have come up with an excellent solution. Can you tell me about it?" Feng Qingyi snorted, her eyes were cold, "Can you tell me?"

Ren Ying felt a little inexplicably wronged: "I thought of a way, but it didn't come in handy. Someone just came to tell me and Brother Zhang that someone died in this cottage again."

Feng Qingyi, who was imprisoned on behalf of the deceased, automatically got rid of the suspicion.

But Feng Qingyi couldn't be happy, her clenched fists, the veins bursting out on the back of her hands, if there was someone in front of her who was willing to be beaten, she might beat her to death.

"If you are not happy that I asked her for help, then you can beat me to vent your anger." Ren Ying's eyes were foggy, and she looked brightly, "But even if I do it all over again, I will still look for her. As long as I can save you, I am willing to think of these methods, no matter how unwilling you are!"

Feng Qingyi met her red eyes and suddenly didn't dare to look at her, but the depression in her heart couldn't be lingered for a while no matter what.

"Ren Ying."

She lowered her voice to the lowest, as if her mouth was frozen: "You know, I like you."

"—I like you so much that you only see me in your eyes. You can call me domineering and unreasonable, or call me selfish, but that's what I think in my heart."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingyi raised her leg and was about to leave, but someone wrapped her waist from behind and pressed it tightly to her back, and she could feel the exquisite and plump figure on her body.

Outside the door, Zhang Fang glanced inward at this scene, and hurriedly pulled away the gatekeepers, shouting one after another, discussing something on the sidelines.

Feng Qingyi froze and was about to break free, but Ren Ying's hand was cuffed even tighter, her lips pressed against Feng Qingyi's back and whispered: "Feng Qingyi, I like you too. Even if you dislike me, even if You are angry, but as long as I can save you, I can do anything. Whether you believe it or not, I also think so in my heart. "