Chapter 141

She suddenly clenched the blade and stabbed it down the wolf's throat. In an instant, the wolf had been killed. The hot liquid sprayed on her face and body.

She suddenly pulled out the blade, only to see that the remaining wolves had rolled their eyes and lay on the ground, it seems that Ning Fuyan was finally out.

Wei irises the silver Sheng on her shoulder and limps towards Ning Fuyan.

In front of her eyes, the woman's hair is in disorder, and her face is covered with blood. Only her eyes, which are like cold stars, flicker with the light of heart and soul. Her clothes are messy and hard to walk, but with the momentum of giving up others, the smile on the corner of his mouth is deeper.

"Thank you for your blade, young master Ning." Wei iris points the tip of the knife at Ning Fuyan, and there is still blood dripping on the tip.

This is undoubtedly a provocation, a protest, and a really ungrateful little thing.

Seeing that Ning Fuyan didn't reach for the blade, Wei iris's lips made a gentle smile, and even her curved eyebrows and eyes were moistened with white jade: "how can Ning childe dislike the dirty blade? That's easy to say. "

Wei iris wiped the bloody blade on Ning Fuyan's body, and a witty smile appeared on her face: "that's ok?"

The shadows in the dark are ready to go. It's better to turn around suddenly, and those shadows fade away quietly.

Ningfuyan's lips are blooming with Magnolia like smile, as if the fragrance is floating in the dark night: "this is naturally excellent."

He stretched out his long jade finger and put the blade into his sleeve. The finger suddenly contracted. The blade was immediately squeezed into powder and scattered in the dark night.

"Why don't you send this little girl to the underground palace for cultivation?" But for iris Wei to be useful to him, he would not have said the proposal.

"No, I have my arrangements." She didn't kill Yinsheng as a tool for him to blackmail her. Besides, it's better for her to take risks alone. There's no need to build Yinsheng again.

"OK, whatever." Ning Fuyan just smiled. Naturally, he saw through Wei iris's careful thinking, but he didn't put a little servant girl in his heart. She could do whatever she wanted, as long as she was obedient to her own use.

At this time, the post station is closed. Besides, Wei iris doesn't know what people's thoughts are. If she sends Yinsheng back, doesn't she want to die? She had to find a farmer to settle down Yinsheng.

She knocked on the doors of several houses in succession, and when they saw Wei iris with blood on her face, they all closed the door tightly.

Wei iris looked at her bloodstain, then lifted up Ning's sleeve and wiped it on her face. She said indifferently, "borrow it, I know that young master Ning is not a fussy person." Anyway, she has rubbed the knife on his cloud sleeve, so let's wipe her face again.

Rather fold Yan corner of the mouth smiling to look at her: "fold Yan's dress is absolutely not ordinary dress, the princess this beautiful and colorful face if therefore destroyed is not a pity."

Wei iris knows that Ning Fuyan will never intimidate her, but she can't control so much. The most urgent thing is to save Yinsheng. As long as she can save Yinsheng, what if her face is rotten and her heart is broken?

Wei iris stops in front of a farmer. She seems to think of something and lifts her hand to remove the hairpin of Ning zheyan. In the moonlight, the cool black silk hair suddenly falls on Ning zheyan's waist. The beautiful face of the country is half covered, but it is more enchanting and charming.

Wei put the white jade hairpin carefully in her hand and said with a smile: "I just offended you. Please forgive me, young master Ning, but there is no other way for iris to do it. I can only wronged you."

The door was opened, and a kind-hearted old woman was surprised to see the three women in front of her.

One is dying, the other is covered with blood, while the women standing beside them are enchanting, charming and suffocating.

When she was about to close the door, Wei put out her hand and stopped her. She was singing and crying. Her eyes were full of tears. She had a heartbroken expression: "old lady, please take us in. We went to xuanan temple with our young lady to pray for the sick old lady. Who ever thought we met a mountain thief who coveted our young lady's beauty Sisters fight to death to escape with the young lady. Now the little sister's life is worrying. I hope the old mother-in-law will keep her for a few days. "

When she spoke, she handed the white jade hairpin to the old woman, with tears in her eyes. She looked at the old woman pitifully and sadly, and couldn't bear to refuse. What's more, this set of sayings is full of water and vitality. How can an old woman not be soft hearted when she shows a woman with filial piety, beauty and weakness in front of her?

"Come with me." The old woman put away the white jade hairpin and took the three into the room.

Weiiri puts Yinsheng on a simple board and gently covers the quilt for her. She takes the old woman's hot soup and holds it. Then she pours the hot soup into Yinsheng's mouth. Yinsheng's lips are tightly closed and the hot soup is poured in less and spilled more. However, weiiri repeatedly pours the soup.

Ning Fuyan looks at Wei iris quietly under the candlelight. Is this gentle and considerate woman beautiful as the flower of still water, or is she just that fierce and bloody woman fighting with the wolf? Or the woman with tears on her face? She changed her face quickly. I don't know which one is the real one.

Wei put the empty bowl aside, and then went to Ning Fuyan and said, "please give me the elixir."

With a smile, she held out her white jade fingers. He just looked at her quietly. After a long standoff, she was still smiling like Youlan.

Ning Fuyan put a small porcelain bottle in Wei iris's hand and said slowly, "just take it under warm water, she will wake up in less than half an hour, but her injury is too long. If you want to get out of bed, you may have to wait ten and a half days."

"Thank you very much, young master Ning."

Wei iris goes to Yinsheng's face and opens the white porcelain bottle. As if she thinks of something, she pours the powder into her hand and dips it into her mouth with a finger. It seems that she doesn't notice anything unusual. She pours the powder into Yinsheng's mouth and waits on her to take it with warm water.

Wei iris's every move fell into Ning Fuyan's eyes. He raised his lips and hissed: "do you think the medicine I gave you is poisonous?" She even tried medicine with her body, not to mention for a tiny servant girl.

A sly smile appeared on Wei's face: "I naturally know that young master Ning will not deceive me, just to prevent people's heart." He's not a kind person. She's going to guard against him.