The pain in her heart was so painful that she could no longer speak, Lan Qing'er forced herself to calm down, took a few deep breaths, and started treatment. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc网o

Feng Yumo's old injuries have not healed and new ones have been added, and the situation is very serious.

With both hands in action, Lan Qinger resisted tears: "Fool, you can't exercise if you are injured, don't you know? You know you still have to come to save me. Is it worth it?"

Scolded, she knew Feng Yumo couldn't hear anything, so what if she scolded!

Lan Qing'er carefully and quickly helped him bandage the wound and gave him medicine.

After checking his pulse, Lan Qing'er breathed a long sigh of relief and let her heart down a little, but when she relaxed, the fatigue came like a tide, making her a little sleepy. .

Holding his hand, he didn't let go for a long time, and lay on the side of the bed, Lan Qing'er slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, I was confused and didn't know how long I slept. I only felt a slight movement in his hand. Lan Qinger's spirits shook suddenly. She woke up immediately, looked at Feng Yumo worriedly, and saw his eyes move. After a few clicks, then slowly opened...

Feng Yumo's gaze slowly focused, and the image of the person in front of him gradually became clear, the delicate eyes, the gentle and pleasant face...It was Qing'er...

Qing'er is by his side...

There was a touch of excitement in my heart, followed by a burst of warmth, I slowly moved away from my heart, my lips moved, but it felt very dry, and I swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Dear..."

At this moment, Lan Qing'er truly experienced what it means to say nothing but tears. Her heart was sore, painful, and bitter, and tears came from her eyes.

Feng Yumo, you big fool, knowing that you are seriously injured and you can't move your true energy rashly, but you want to rush to death, you big fool!

"My dear, don't cry...husband, I...it's okay." The weak, short sentence was incomplete, reached out to wipe Lan Qing'er's tears, and quickly changed the subject: "My dear, you Do you know the origin of the person who fought me?"

Lan Qing'er was stunned, and her thoughts immediately floated back to last night, recalling the weapons of the men in black. Her intuition was very strange, and she shook her head and said, "These people's martial arts are very strange, but very powerful. Er only knows some punches and kung fu, and for a while, I really can't guess the origin of this group of people in black. o" At this point, Lan Qing'er paused, waiting to see the light in Feng Yu's ink eyes. I understood a bit: "Does the royal prince know the origins of these assassins?"

Feng Yumo smiled slightly, her eyes were a little sad, and she was about to speak, but Lan Qing'er gently pressed his mouth with her hand and said: "His Royal Highness, you just woke up and your body is very weak. Let's talk about it when you recover."

Feng Yumo slowly shook his head, holding Lan Qing'er's hand on his chest, and said softly: "Don't worry, husband, I'm fine, husband, I'm just guessing, but since they did it, no one hit In, there will definitely be down."

There will be next! That means there will be another time! Lan Qing'er's face condensed, and she faintly felt that this matter was not trivial. Those assassins should have planned it long ago!

"My dear, have you noticed the night clothes worn by those three people? What's weird?"

Lan Qinger pondered for a while: "By the way, on the left chest of the trio's night gown, it seems to have embroidered a strange pattern." The situation was critical at the time, and she couldn't see the pattern very clearly.

Feng Yumo nodded: "Yes, the pattern is a blood lotus, the symbol of the building."

"Lo?" Lan Qing'er frowned slightly: "What organization is that?"

"It is a very powerful killer alliance. As long as you pay a starting price, they can meet all your requirements. In their eyes, as long as they have money, they can do anything. Because of this, their cost of killing is very high. , But they have never missed it. In a situation like today, I

We are really lucky. "

Feng Yumo even had the intention to make a small joke, "No one in this assassin organization wants to be an enemy of them. The most frightening thing is that if you become their target, you are destined to never escape. According to her husband Knowing, Lou's teachings are not to give up until they reach their goals."

"Will you die?!" Lan Qing'er was shocked, she was stared at by Lou Lou, that is to say, Lou would not stop until she died.

"Honey," Feng Yumo squeezed her jade hand and said softly, "Honey, don't worry, husband, I will do my best to protect you, even if you die, husband and I will die with you."

Lan Qing'er's expression was dark, and there was a strange feeling in her heart. She is the imperial concubine. Ordinarily, the original owner of this body should be a daughter who stays at home. She should not provoke any enemies in her life. Qiu Jia, that should be aimed at Feng Yumo, why would he attack her weak woman? Don't even think about it, it would be illogical to kill her easily, but let the people in Lou take the action. o

Could it be...this group knows her origin? No, her secrets should not be known by others... Wait a minute, if she is assassinated, Feng Yu Mo will surely take action! That is to say, the purpose of Lou is Feng Yumo!

The master behind this scene must also know the details of Feng Yumo. If it is an ordinary killer, with Feng Yumo's ability, it will be settled in a short time. Last night, three people were dispatched at once, and they vowed to take Feng Yu. Mo's life is coming.

The problem is that when she went back last night, how did the group know that Feng Yumo was also following? It's a coincidence.

There were many doubts about this matter, but Lan Qing'er didn't say anything: "His Royal Highness, don't think too much about it, just feel relieved and heal your wounds." But her own body knew it, and Feng Yumo knew that her body's old wounds had not been healed. Adding a new wound, it’s good to be able to wake up now, and it’s impossible to stand up like before.

Since then, Feng Yumo has been lying on the bed almost every day, his face is as white as paper, and he often coughs. Lan Qing'er has been guarding every step of the way. He has repeatedly seen Feng Yumo's apologetic smile, and his heart is full of A touch of sadness, but it feels very sweet.

Feng Yumo lay on the bed for ten days. During these ten days, Lan Qing'er took care of her every day. From breakfast to dinner, Lan Qing'er had to personally intervene. Three meals a day are mainly light, with fish and chicken soup, which is a rehabilitation meal for the patient.

However, ten days later, Feng Yumo's injury did not improve. On the contrary, there were signs of aggravation.

He was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his breath was weak, his black hair was scattered beside the pillow, and his deep and deep eyes looked dull at this time.

Lan Qing'er leaned on the bed and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"His Royal Highness, this is not the way to go, I'd better find a doctor to show you."

"No," Feng Yumo spit out a word, "No one can see my illness, don't worry, dear, I will be fine after a period of rest."

"But it's been ten days now, and your injury hasn't improved at all." Lan Qinger's brows frowned slightly, and he doubted Feng Yumo's words, "I think it's better to see a doctor. No matter what, open Some prescriptions can also work. I'm going now."

After all, Lan Qing'er got up to go out.

Feng Yumo waved his hand weakly: "Honey."

Seeing Lan Qing'er stop, Feng Yumo continued: "I can't see other doctors who are sick..."

"The doctor can't see who can see?" Lan Qing'er felt a little angry for his stubbornness.

Feng Yumo smiled faintly, just about to talk, but his face changed slightly, and Lan Qing'er was shocked: "What's wrong?"

Qi Moyu shook his head, his chest was so painful that his mind went blank, and he opened his eyes slightly, looking at Lan Qing'er with distracted eyes, but when he saw Lan Qing'er's figure suddenly flashed, he saw the cold light flashing, and his heart was slightly shocked!

"Qin...Qin'er..." He wanted to speak, but he was so weak that he couldn't even speak a word.

"Can it be cured? It depends on which doctor it is."

Zhang Ergou's eyes are getting bigger now. Not only will he not be expelled, but he will be able to raise his salary? I don't know if Steward Cheng hears the young lady's request, will he want to pinch him to death.

Yi Long and Yi Feng led Feng Slave home, and Steward Cheng came first, "Master, Miss, Miss Feng's room has been arranged."

This efficiency! Could it be that Steward Cheng knew that they would bring Feng Slave back with him just now?

Steward Cheng is really a non-human being.

They are all girls, of course it is more convenient for Yi Feng to bring wind slaves. She led Feng Nu to the guest room prepared by the housekeeper Cheng. When Feng Nu first walked into the villa, she was very surprised. This time she was even more at a loss to see the room they prepared for herself.

"I, I just want to come and serve you, I just need to live in a room, don't have to live so well!"

"We have enough domestic servants, you are not missing, you can be my sister and live here with peace of mind! Don't worry, we raised you!"

Yi Long knocked on the door and brought in two glasses of juice, Yi Feng and Feng Slave each. This juice is very fresh when you drink it, and it is freshly squeezed.

"Feng Nu, are you hungry, do you want to have a supper?"

Feng Nu just wanted to say no, but his stomach screamed "Gurulu".

"It seems that your stomach is more honest than you. Brother, let Yun's wife prepare a bowl of small wontons."

Feng Nu was originally burdened, but Yi Feng said that he was cooking small wontons. He thought it was just ordinary small wontons, so he agreed.

After a while, Sister Yun brought the small wonton up. She cooked three portions specially, too, for the young lady and the young master.

Yi Feng had no appetite at first, but when she saw the small wontons cooked by Yun's wife, there were beautiful seaweed and egg crust floating on it, and his appetite instantly came.

"Brother, you eat too." She handed Yi Long a spoon and another to Feng Nu.

Feng Nu took a bite. This little wonton is fresh and tender. It is different from ordinary pork. The soup is delicious. It is made with bone broth. She has never eaten such a delicious little wonton. She was not polite anymore, and started to eat.

As soon as she finished eating the small wontons, Feng Slave felt that her body was getting more and more itchy, with red patches on her neck, and then slowly transferred to her face, and finally the whole body.

"What's wrong with you?" Yi Feng was the first to discover that Feng Slave was abnormal.

"I don't know what's wrong." Yi Feng just kept scratching her neck and face, she now feels itchy all over her body.

"She seems to be allergic." Yi Long analyzed her symptoms and probably guessed.

"Housekeeper Cheng, hurry up, find a doctor!"

Steward Cheng is on demand at any time. He just confirmed the family doctor early this morning and reported it to Yi Yunrui. He didn't expect to use it at night.

Xie Sheng ran up with the first aid kit. He carefully looked at the allergic neck and face of the slave wind slave, and took a picture of her.

"Acute allergy, what did she eat?"

"Little wonton, there is salmon in it, probably because of seafood allergy." Yi Long also continued to say his own inference, Xie Sheng nodded, expressing his affirmation.

Although Xie Sheng has only been in medicine for a few years, his medical skills are rare. He was very experienced to feed Feng Nu to take emergency anti-allergic drugs first, and then the old advice: "Now send her to the hospital immediately, check her blood, and hang water. She is not an ordinary allergy, if it is serious, it will cause shock! "

Yi Feng didn't expect the situation to be so serious. Yun's wife was also full of guilt, and she kept repenting there: "I didn't mean it. I don't know that she is allergic to seafood."