Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

And not far away there is a bamboo tube on the ground where she just lay. Did he... give me water?

Du Qingheng thought, the hands that were hanging down beside Feng Xuanming subconsciously lifted up, and hugged Feng Xuanming imperceptibly.

"You need to take a good rest now. The medicine has great stamina. You must not walk around anymore, stay here obediently, and I will take you out in a few days!"

Feng Xuanming stuffed a few packets of dim sum hidden in his arms into Du Qingheng's hands, picked up the bamboo tube on the ground and added: "There is still a lot of water in it. I will see you again tomorrow night, and I'm leaving."

With that, Feng Xuanming smiled softly at Du Qing's constant temperature, then turned and left.

"Where is the man in black?"

Seeing that Feng Xuanming was leaving so soon, Du Qingheng couldn't help but asked.

"He won't come again, don't worry, I'll go to find out what the origin of that person is!"

"can……"

Before Du Qingheng finished speaking, Feng Xuanming strode away with the sword in his hand, a little hurried.

After leaving Leng Palace, Feng Xuanming took advantage of the darkness to sneak into Xia Nuo's room.

The person on the bed seemed to be still asleep, Feng Xuanming gently opened Xia Nuo's room door, walked in, poked his head out, glanced around, and when no one noticed, he closed the door tightly. He put the long sword in his hand on the flower stand at the door and put it on it.

Feng Xuanming moved his steps and walked towards Xia Nuo on the bed step by step, feeling the darkness, and accidentally stepped on something under Feng Xuanming's feet and made a clicking sound.

"Who!"

Suddenly Xia Nuo woke up on the bed.

Feng Xuanche leaped and rolled onto Xia Nuo's bed, covering Xia Nuo's mouth with his hand.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

Seeing Xia Nuo struggling in horror, Feng Xuanming wanted to continue teasing her, but could only calm down.

Xia Nuo heard Feng Xuanming's voice, and his stiff body relaxed, and leaned limply against Feng Xuanming. He lowered his voice, said with a shy face, turned his head to look at Feng Xuanming, pushed Feng Xuanming's chest, and said: "Oh, Mu Chen, why are you so bad! Startled me, and thought who it was!"

"Who do you think it is?" Feng Xuanming looked at Xia Nuo with a playful expression, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Who could it be, I thought it was a bad guy!"

Seeing Feng Xuanming looking at him like this, Xia Nuo quickly lowered his head with an unnatural expression, not daring to look into Feng Xuanming's eyes.

"What you did yourself should know better than me! Do you want me to tell you?" Feng Xuanming suddenly withdrew the hand that was on Xia Nuo's waist, stood up and turned her back to Xia Nuo, coldly. Asked.

"Oh, Nuo'er is really good acting. If it weren't for the moment I walked in and saw your quilt move, I would really think you were asleep!"

"Mu Shen, listen to me to explain!"

Seeing that Feng Xuanming's tone was so unpleasant, as if he was really angry, Xia Nuo couldn't help but panicked, opened the quilt, and quickly got out of bed and walked to Feng Xuanming's side, trying to make Feng Xuanming believe in himself.

"Nuoer, how do you make me believe you! The man in black in the cold palace today is you, if I didn't come, you would really kill Du Qingheng, did you?"

Feng Xuanming sneered, and slowly raised his head to look at the beam of the house above his head. On top of that were Xia Nuo's night clothes and the long sword that assassinated Du Qingheng.

"Yes... I was wrong." Seeing Feng Xuanming had seen through herself a long time ago, Xia Nuo had to lower his head and admit.

"Why do you have to kill her?" Feng Xuanming asked with expression on her face.

"Sorry, Master Mu Chen, I was wrong!"

Xia Nuo was Feng Xuanming's maid, and even the killer Feng Xuanming cultivated, but he fell in love with Feng Xuanming during the day-to-day relationship with Feng Xuanming, and was out of control since then.

Because Xia Nuo is very possessive, she can't see that Feng Xuanming has a slight affection for others. He often gets angry and jealous because Feng Xuanming treats other maids better, and smashes things if he doesn't follow his will.

Being jealous is her biggest weakness, and it's also the one that gives Feng Xuanming the most headache.

This time Xia Nuo secretly assassinated Du Qingheng with Feng Xuanming behind her back, because Xia Nuo felt that Feng Xuanming seemed to have an unusual feeling for Du Qingheng.

"Hey, you girl, when can you change this headache? You don't need to say, I know what you do!

You don't want to think about Du Qingheng, who looks like a ghost, can I see her? If it hadn't been for her to have what I needed, I wouldn't coax her so hard!

If you see a situation like today again in the future, I will never want you again! "

After finishing speaking, Feng Xuanming hated iron and steel and flicked his long sleeves and was about to walk outside, but was hugged by Xia Nuo from behind.

"You let go!"

"Mu Shen, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I won't dare anymore, don't leave me, I'm afraid!"

Xia Nuo shook his head vigorously and refused to agree. He pitifully leaned his head on Feng Xuanming's back, seeing Feng Xuanming sighed and said nothing.

Xia Nuo quickly stretched out her hand to untie Feng Xuanming's waist ribbon, and gently peeled off Feng Xuanming's clothes one by one. Seeing Feng Xuanming did not refuse, Xia Nuo was even more happy, tender and delicate. The little hand stroked Feng Xuanming's chest.

"Nuo'er, you are igniting!" Feng Xuanming said in a deep voice, his voice trembling slightly, as if he was forbearing!

"I just want to light the fire, not let Mu Chen leave you, even if Mu Chen stays beside Nuoer for a while, Nuoer will be happy!"

Xia Nuo nodded softly and took off the thin clothes on his body. Seeing that Feng Xuanming didn't seem to be relieved, Xia Nuo squeezed his mouth and walked to Feng Xuanming initiatively, letting the two of them face each other.

Feng Xuanming stared at Xia Nuo's actions coldly, but still did not speak. Xia Nuo saw it and looked at Feng Xuanming pitifully with red eyes. He pulled Feng Xuanming's hand and said, "My son, I was wrong! Nuo! Er really knew it was wrong, would you forgive Nuo Er?"

Seeing a trace of unbearable flashes in Feng Xuanming's eyes, Xia Nuo quickly stood on tiptoe and kissed Feng Xuanming in surprise.

"Huh!" Feng Xuanming snorted, his eyes slowly filled with lust.

"You are really a little fairy, you can't help it! This life is destined to be planted in your hands!"

Feng Xuanming smiled helplessly, looking at her soft eyes, and looking at her Xia Nuo, Feng Xuanming shook his head, picked up Xia Nuo, and walked to the soft bed.

"Why! Nuo'er is destined to be planted in the hands of your son in this lifetime!"

As he said, Xia Nuo smiled charmingly at Feng Xuanming, leaned closer and kissed Feng Xuanming's thin lips.

Feng Xuanming's eyes darkened, and Xia Nuo gently placed Xia Nuo on the soft bedding.