Chapter 395

Dragon Dance Night sucked his nose and said softly, "sister Yu has been sleeping in addition to eating recently. At noon today, she is sleeping again. I'm afraid she will be silly if she sleeps like this, so I want to take her out for a walk."

"After I went to the street, I took care of her carefully, but..."

Dragon Dance Night lowered her head, reached for her hair, and said awkwardly, "when we got to a place where we sold calligraphy and paintings, we were separated. I was teased by several hooligans, so I teased them. When I found sister Yu, her arm was injured, and she was caught by a very good-looking man."

Although he is not happy with beimingchen, his face and Dragon Dance Night are still convinced.

"After I saw it from a distance, I shot at the man and forced him to let go of elder sister Yu. I soon came to elder sister Yu and saw that the cold man was still holding a black woman who seemed to be burnt."

"I heard from elder sister Yu that the woman hurt her arm, and the woman seemed to have been poisoned by elder sister Yu, so the man asked elder sister Yu to save the woman. Of course, elder sister Yu didn't agree."

"That man seems to be different from sister Yu. Although he said that if sister Yu didn't save the woman in his arms, he would kill me, but after sister Yu blocked me, he didn't do it."

"In short, sister Yu said something to him, and he left with the woman in his arms. Then sister Yu suddenly began to have a stomachache. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. She asked me to bring her back."

The Dragon Dance Night looked at long Zixuan and said, "uncle, this is what happened. You must revenge for sister Yu. You don't know that man today. He is so arrogant that he said he wanted to crush me to death."

Long Zixuan's eyebrows moved for a moment, and a chill passed through his eyes. He thought that he knew who the man and woman described in the dance night were.

Is it beimingchen and yuelingyan?

The man who can be praised by the Dragon Dance Night is very good-looking, but also cold. He is a little different from the little feather. Besides beimingchen, who else?

And can let the North dark night Chen attach importance to speak out to threaten the woman of small feather, that in addition to the month spirit smoke, and who?

Long Zixuan sneered. These two people even dared to provoke his little feather. It seems that the lesson they had taught them before was too light.

His brow soon wrinkled up. Beiming Jiuli probably went to find grandfather Yun, so two days ago, grandfather Yun went out of his way to ask him for help, so that he would not be in trouble with Beiming Chen in the future.

He also agreed, originally really planned to never look for the matter of the North Ming Chen again, it seems that after this matter, he will break his promise.

All the people who dare to hurt little feather, he will make them pay a heavy price.

Long Zixuan's eyes fell on Ling Bai on the ground, and his voice said faintly, "Xiaobai, help me to go to the endless sea of fire and pick a Lianzhu blood grass."

Ling Bai slightly a Zheng, immediately nod, way, "good."

*

another day in the twinkling of an eye.

Inside the bedroom, the windows are half open. Outside, the weather is overcast and drizzles. All the stone slabs on the ground are wet. Occasionally, there will be little water.

On the bed, Fengyu youyou opens her eyes and sees the dark blue bed tent on her head.

There was a moment's blank in her mind, and then she soon realized that she was on the bed of long Zixuan, and then all the things on Xiaohua street crowded into her mind.

She moved her arm and found that she was held tightly by others. As soon as her head turned, she saw long Zixuan lying on her side with her eyes closed.

One of his arms was under her head, the other hand was gently placed on her abdomen, and the faint temperature had been transmitted to her heart.

She realized that her stomach didn't hurt at all.

At this time think of that kind of pain, she still some palpitations, Feng feather eyebrows moved, she suddenly began to dysmenorrhea? Is dysmenorrhea so painful?

Thinking that her clothes were stained with blood and wet yesterday, she was in a bad mood. She quickly opened the quilt and planned to see if she had dyed long Zixuan's bed red.

The sleeping dragon Zixuan quickly grabbed her little hand, and then pressed the quilt well. In a low voice, he said vaguely, "don't move, sleep for a while."

Last night, he stayed with her all night. When it was almost dawn, he just fell asleep. At this moment, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

Phoenix feather lip petal moved, soft voice seems to be in coquetry, seems to be a little embarrassed to say, "Purple master, I'm hungry."

She was probably in a coma for a long time. At this time, her voice was very dry. In fact, even her throat was burning with pain after she finished speaking.

Long Zixuan reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. A pair of eyes opened. There was still a strong sense of tiredness in the bottom of his eyes. He went to kiss her forehead and said in a low voice, "I'll get you something to eat, but you should sleep well and don't move. Do you know?"The fetus in her body has been impacted by external forces for several times, and now she is extremely vulnerable. Although he gave her Shendan, he still hasn't stabilized it. He still needs to stay in bed for a few days.

Feng Yu nodded and said, "I know."

Now she just feels tired all over. Of course, she has to lie down. Anyway, she has someone to wait on her and doesn't have to do it by herself.

Long Zixuan got up from the bed and walked towards the door.

After the sound of closing the door, Fengyu opens the quilt and looks at herself, only to find that her clothes have been changed. At this time, she is wearing a skirt of excellent material, loose and light.

It's her dirty clothes. I don't know what to do with them.

There is no servant girl in longzixuan's mansion. Besides her, the female is dancing at night. Therefore, she doesn't know who changed her clothes.

In fact, if you think about it a little bit, Fengyu will know that the possibility of dragon Zixuan is more than that of dragon dance night.

When she thought of this, she felt a faint blush on her face. The more she thought about it, the more she felt ashamed. She was on holiday. Long Zixuan helped her deal with it. She didn't dare to think about the picture.

Just as she was daydreaming, familiar footsteps sounded outside the door. The door was gently pushed open. She turned her head and saw that long Zixuan came towards her with a plate in his hand.

He put the plate on the round table beside the bed, went to the bedside and sat down, convinced Fengyu to let her lean against his arms, and then took the small bowl on the table with the other hand.

"Master Zi, I'll eat it myself."

Fengyu is really embarrassed to be a useless person who can't take care of herself. In that way, she will despise herself.

"I feed you."

When long Zixuan finished, the spoon full of porridge had been sent to Feng Yu's mouth. Immediately, a strong smell of medicine came, and Feng Yu frowned subconsciously.

"Open your mouth."