Chapter 19 Clues (9)

When Feng Yuan arrived, Fu Huaiying was sitting under the tree drinking tea.

"Rare guest."

Feng Yuan was not polite, sat opposite Fu Huaiying and picked up the tea cup.

"The finest silver needle."

"Good eyesight."

"Why didn't Mr. Fu wait until Feng came with him to eliminate the demon?"

"Young Master Feng has his own affairs to be busy with, so it's not easy for me to bother you."

"Then you can harass Miss Mu?"

"Miss Mu, follow yourself"

"Then Mr. Fu should bring Feng back."

Fu Huaiying smiled: "It turns out that Mr. Feng is here to ask for someone. I have calculated that nothing serious will happen to her."

"I hope."

Feng Yuan picked up the tea cup and took another sip.

"Then I'll stay here and wait for Mr. Fu to say it's no big deal."

Fu Huaiying just picked up the tea cup and put it down: "Master Feng is a little too concerned about Miss Mu."

Feng Yuan lowered his eyebrows, and Fu Huaiying couldn't see his expression clearly, but Feng Yuan's voice still reached his ears through the darkening night.

"I'm just entrusted by Miss Song."

Fu Huaiying glanced at Feng Yuan: "Is that so?"

Feng Yuan stopped talking.

Fu Huaiying was also happy to have some leisure time and waited until the sky was getting brighter.

"A day and a night have passed. Mr. Fu, what else can you say?"

Fu Huaiying reached out and wiped the dew off his clothes.

"Master Feng is so impatient, how can it become such a big deal?"

Feng Yuan smiled slightly: "Young Master Fu is right."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone coming to report.

"Mr. Fu, the person who swept the house early in the morning said that Miss Mu was thrown in front of the house."

Feng Yuan's eyes paused, his pupils shrank slightly, he stood up and walked out.

Fu Huaiying was more leisurely and walked behind Feng Yuan.

"It seems that Miss Mu really has won Feng Yuan's heart."

The child beside him said nothing.

Before the people from Fengyuan reached the gate, they heard a group of people chattering.

That was enough in the past, but what came out of their mouths today made him even more irritable.

"Oh, this must be Miss Mu! How miserable."

"The bloodstains all over the floor are not all hers, right?"

"Didn't you go to catch monsters? Why did you come back like this?"

"It's not like you don't know what kind of monster a mortal can catch! I'm afraid he just wants to have some fun and make a name for himself."

"Then she deserves to be like this."

Before the man finished speaking, he saw Feng Yuan flying towards him.

Following everyone's gaze, Feng Yuan was suffocated for a moment.

Mu Wanwan was thrown face down on the ground like that, with her clothes in rags and her hair in a messy bun.

If you look closely, you can see whip marks. The body is as tattered as the clothes are. You can also see the scalp exposed on the head because the hair was pulled out.

He couldn't see the rise and fall of Mu Wanwan's chest, nor could he hear Mu Wanwan's breathing.

She just lay on the cold ground like a dead person.

Feng Yuan slowly approached her and wanted to turn her over and hold her in his arms, but he couldn't find a good piece of meat.

When he finally picked her up, he found that the bones of the person in his arms were broken, and her body was like mud, slumped in his arms without any support.

He looked along Mu Wanwan's hanging arm and saw that there were knife marks on the left wrist and a hole directly opened on the right wrist.

At this time, Fu Huaiying arrived late with the child.

"I just said Miss Mu will be fine."

Feng Yuan turned around, and Fu Huaiying finally saw Mu Wanwan's situation clearly.

He saw that the muscles on Feng Yuan's face were tense, and he even felt that Feng Yuan would kill him in the next second.

But Feng Yuan just said it lightly when passing by him.

"That's what you said it's okay."

Feng Yuan had gone far away, and Fu Huaiying could not recover for a long time.

He looked at the pool of blood on the ground and said after a long time: "Is this Miss Mu's blood?"

No one answered, the world was silent.

He suddenly laughed.

Smiling and laughing, I actually felt a little at a loss.

"How could this happen?" Fu Huaiying's voice trembled.

But Feng Yuan took Mu Wanwan back to the room and gave Mu Wanwan a simple bandage.

Then he sat aside and looked at the lifeless Mu Wanwan, with no thoughts in his eyes.

The whip marks on Mu Wanwan's body are Li Niang's thorns, which are made of centuries-old snake bones and covered with a layer of stem bark of thousand-year-old roses. They are very tough but also extremely cruel. The barbs on the whip are filled with flesh and blood when they are pulled out.

Wan Wan's body is now covered with tiny holes.

"Senior Brother Feng! I heard that Miss Mu is back, right?"

Feng Yuan lowered the bed curtain to cover Mu Wanwan's current embarrassment. Su Hu suddenly opened the door and saw Feng Yuan with a solemn face.

"Are you still alive?"

Su Hu's voice was hesitant and trembling.

"Still alive, but I can't hold on anymore."

Before Su Hu could ask any more questions, he heard someone shouting at the door: "Master Fu."

Feng Yuan was calm, but Su Hu rushed out.

I saw him grabbing Fu Huaiying's collar.

"Didn't you say it's okay?"

Fu Huaiying's voice was hoarse: "I didn't expect that."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Su Hu.

"I told you to go find her! It's you who has your own way."

Fu Huaiying raised his eyes and looked at Su Hu: "I didn't know it would be like this, I thought"

Su Hu smiled contemptuously: "You think, if everything in this world is as Mr. Fu thinks, how can it be?" His voice was choked with sobs, but he couldn't go on.

Su Hu has long since stopped caring about what other people think of him. He can only rely on those two sentences, and he is very used to it. Just rely on the family's money, and others will not want it.

But what Mu Wanwan said in the Yunbian Ancient Tomb was indeed one of the few kindnesses he had received in so many years. How could he not have any prejudice against Mu Wanwan? But in the past half month

By getting along with each other, the previous prejudices have long since been eliminated.

Such a well-behaved, so sensible, so gentle, and considerate person was lying there now. But the instigator said that he didn't know this, and he didn't expect it, which made Su Hu not feel sad.

"I'm here to deliver medicine."

Su Hu finally let go of Fu Huaiying and allowed Fu Huaiying to walk in.

"This is the Huiyuan Pill, a pill for blood production. My mother gave me this pill to save my life when I went out."

Feng Yuan didn't say anything, but took the medicine and slowly walked to Mu Wan's bedside.

"She can't eat now." There was silence in the room. After a while, Feng Yuan's voice was heard again: "Do you know about Li Niang Ci?"

Fu Huaiying lowered his head.

"Forty-eight lashes."

Feng Yuan said nothing again.

Fu Huaiying knew that he was in the wrong, so seeing this scene he could only return to his yard in despair.

Li Niang Ci, how could he not know?

Su Hu's eyes were red, and he stood aside for a long time before asking: "Is there no other way?"

Feng Yuan paused: "Go back and rest."

Su Hu knew that he couldn't help here, so he might as well go out and ask the medical practitioners what they could do. He didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked out the door.

Feng Yuan looked at Mu Wanwan, who had her eyes closed tightly and her whole body was as pale as a piece of paper, and finally made up her mind.

How could you watch her die and not save her?

(End of chapter)

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