MTL - Peerless-Chapter 150

Chapter 150

The raindrops are not big, but I am most afraid of being broken into pieces, entrained with wind and dust, sticky in the middle of the night, and my hair and clothes are half wet, but because of the wind, I drenched the dry yet another one. It's better to pour a full body, and now the hair is moist, and several clothes are tightly attached together, as heavy as a stone, and I want to crush the spine and neck bone.

Under him was gravel and mud, and it was uncomfortable to lie down. Cui did not go to the side and could not use his shoulders. When he thought of it, he could only use one elbow. The shoulder bone was sore from the beginning. At the moment, it was painful. With every breath, what he smelled was not the smell of rain mixed with mud, nor the smell of wine in the restaurant, but the **** gas from his body.

This overwhelming remnant disease has not healed the old wounds and added new ones. Not only the pain transmitted by the limbs and bones, but also the old wounds caused by the old ones, clamoring for the sound of fragmentation, like an invisible body. Holding a blunt knife in dismemberment.

However, these unforgettable pains are not as vivid as the feeling on the lips at this moment.

Cui didn't open her eyes slightly, and forgot to resist for a moment.

He seemed unable to believe that the other party would do such a thing at such times.

He was seriously injured, and others were present. Except for Guan Shanhai, who was unconscious, there were two pairs of glaring eyes staring at them.

Two identical faces of Feng Xiao, at this moment revealed the expression of dementia without Feng Xiao, staring at them, like two pieces of wood.

Cui didn't go to Yu Guang for a glance, he felt that the bone injury was more painful.

Feng Xiao ignored it, leaving no one behind.

He even increased the pressure on his lips because he was dissatisfied with Cui's disappointment. He didn't want to stop at the door to taste it, but he had to open the door and ask the owner's house for nothing before he was satisfied.

An uninjured hand was pressed on Feng Xiao's shoulder and pushed hard in the opposite direction. Cui Bugo didn't want to welcome or refuse at all. Unfortunately, Feng Xiao, who was seriously injured, remained motionless, holding on like a rock, holding on to it. The strength of his chin was a little heavier, and Cui didn't make a slight overwhelming gasp.

If you are not dizzy, you are familiar with it anyway.

As he thought, Feng Xiao seemed to pierce his intentions and threatened with an inaudible breath: "If you pretend to be dizzy again, I will strip you in front of them."

Cui does not go: ...

He had no doubt that Feng Er could do such a thing, but Cui could not afford to lose that person.

Between hesitations, the other party swept around again and again, and finally quit when Cui did not breathe. His face was scarce and he could not bear it, but the hot breath remained on his lips, and he was even cold and gray in weekdays. The defeated lip color has been sucked out of the swelling red at this moment. Zuo Yueshi was forced to raise his head slightly. I do n’t know if it was raining or suffocated by the breath in the corner of his eye, and a light red mark appeared like anger, anger Xiao is close at hand, clear eyes, knowing that others may not pay attention to such details, can not help but feel proud, and even tied with Xiao Lukan Kan, and the frustration of the other party's safe departure also dissipated a lot.

Mingyue opened her mouth slightly, not even knowing that rain had fallen.

He felt that he might be overwhelmed by injuries, leading to the illusion of going into a demon. He hurriedly pulled his eyes away from those two people, resisted the pain, turned his head, and looked at the closer Qin Miaoyu, who was trying to get her to help I gave a hand, but saw that Qin Miaoyu's expression was stupid than he was just now, and his eyes glared roundly in front of him.

Mingyue looked back suspiciously, and saw that Feng Cui had separated, Feng Er coughed a few times, spit a black blood on his side, and pulled Cui not to reach his arm to help him get up.

It's normal, it seems that it is really an illusion. Mingyue Song thought in a breath.

"Erhufu and Cui Zunshi, what is the relationship?" Qin Miaoyu came over and whispered.

"What's the matter?" Mingyue was inexplicable, suddenly remembering the scene just before, her hair was all upright, and she felt the internal injury was even more painful.

"Broken sleeves are divided into peaches." Qin Miaoyu's voice was very low.

Her injury was the lightest among the crowd. Except for the wine shop, she did not need to take the next battle. Now she has rested for a while, and has recovered a little. Naturally, she will pursue these details more mentally than others.

Mingyue hasn't answered yet. Fengxiao looked over first. He didn't retreat from his usual ridicule. Qin Miaoyu was stared at him, and he was stunned until Fengxiao turned away. Then he sighed and asked Mingyue: "Three masters of the house, in the future, do we still take credit for Zuoyue Bureau?"

Regardless of asking, this question, Mingyue felt not only dizzy, but also rolling in the stomach, internal injuries were more serious, and I wish I could vomit a flesh again.

He knew that Feng Er had always been bold and arrogant, and did not put rituals in his eyes, but he never expected that Feng Er would be bold and arrogant.

Step back 10,000 steps and say, who do you think is not good? It is still the head of Zuo Yue Bureau.

Mingyue heard that Cui did not go, but it wasn't just Cui not going to deal with the headache, but the left month behind him, and the emperor's thoughts after knowing this. Although the empress has deep affection, but which emperor is willing to join together, this emperor's mental balance strategy is not necessary?

The matter must not be leaked any more-Mingyue, who is diligent and loyal to her duties, even began to think about it.

So the injury hurts even more.

That was not an ordinary internal injury. The palm that slammed Xiao Lu almost exhausted the little vital energy left by Mingyue, and all the meridians were injured. If Xiao Lu had not dealt with Feng Xiao before, Attrition, Mingyue is afraid that he is dead now.

"The Lord of the Three Houses?" Qin Miaoyu didn't know what he was thinking, and he was surprised that he suddenly stared straight ahead without focus, which seemed to be evil.

"No, I'm so tired, I have to sleep." Mingyue murmured, closed her eyes, and didn't want to move in the mud.

Qin Miaoyu: ……

Want to help the boss up, or just go back?

She was also very tired. If she walked all the way with Mingyue ... but she would be blamed if she went back.

Qin Miaoyu looked around, and lay down in a dry place with an eave, closing his eyes securely.

She was also injured and passed out.

Cui didn't go and stood up.

He was pinched by Feng Xiao in one hand, and in fact was sharing most of Feng Xiao's weight.

If not, Feng Xiao wouldn't be able to support her back.

Cui didn't sneer, and was half sympathetic: "The Lord of the Second House is not very prestigious, why is he dying now?"

Feng Xiao sighed: "Although the peony flower dies, it's romantic to be a ghost, but if I really die, wouldn't it be worthy of your sentence?"

Cui does not go: "If you die, I will let Zuo Yueban hang a red lantern for half a month, three firecrackers every day, lights up, and celebrate."

Feng Xiao: "Go, women's mouths are cute, and men's mouths are righteous. Of course, you can't compare them with those ordinary people, but it's so difficult for you to admit that you can't bear my death.

Cui did not go coldly: "You can say so much nonsense, it seems the body is OK?"

He didn't finish talking, he really let go and showed no mercy.

Feng Xiao had just used her strength to speak, and she was caught off guard. She fell out of breath and fell to the ground, splashing with mud.

His internal organs were burning like a fire. Once he focused his attention on the injury, he couldn't even speak at once.

The owner of Feng Erfu, who always loves to clean, will change into new clothes even with a little mud in his clothes. When has he been so embarrassed?

He exhaled slowly, dimly hearing Cui's footsteps drifting away.

Seems to be really angry.

However, the weather is really cold.

Why does he want to be happy and don't wear one more when he comes out? In this way, even if it encounters the cold autumn rain, it will not cause the teeth to tremble now.

But thinking about the surname Xiao is not much better now, he was balanced.

Even the moment of being lost by Cui Bugo was not so obvious.

Footsteps sounded again.

Deep one foot, shallow one foot, as if someone was injured, uneven force.

He lost his mind and opened his eyes barely.

Before he could see the man, a **** robe fell on him first, very thick, although half wet.

Feng Xiao frowned, and was immediately stuffed with a bamboo stick in her right hand. I didn't know where Cui did not find it.

"Who's robe?" The voice was weak and he didn't conceal it.

"Jinhuan helped the master." Cui did not go coldly. "You better use your own strength. I can't keep my shoulders strong."

"I don't want a dead man's robe." It was still disgusting, but inexplicably a little hazy coquettish.

Cui did not cough a few times. When the other party sat up difficultly, he grabbed one of his arms and lifted it up strongly. For this reason, the broken bone injury was affected. He was not asleep, but was stiff for a moment.

But Feng Xiao seemed to notice it. He took a breath, stood still with a bamboo stick, and unloaded most of the force on the other person. Although his mouth was still disgusting, "You change your own robe with him, I wear yours. "

Cui did not sneer and spit out two words: "Dream."

The two were so supportive of each other, barely reluctantly, and they would go back and forth with grievances.

Pedestrians are very slow, because there is still a bit of strength in the bucket, and no one is willing to suffer.

"Cui won't go. Your mouth is so poisonous and you don't look good. If you go on like this, you'll be alone forever."

"You don't have to worry about it."

"Either I will show mercy and serve the tiger, lest you leave the world alone."

"Is the cold robe warm?"

"It's okay, why are you cold? Remember to change with me? No way."

"I heard that he always had a quirk. Every time he fought against the people, he had to sleep with a beauty before he set off. Maybe this robe on your body is under the beauty, and I don't know if it touched them. At that time, it seemed a little bit stinky. "

"... You say more, I'll spit on you, I will die together."

"..."

The rain finally stopped.

The autumn wind rolled in and the clouds were heavy. Although there was still no moon, it had brought a bit of freshness.

It's been a long day late and sunny.

Later, naturally, after Cui did not go back, Zuo Yuewei and Pei were shocked to come and look for someone, and used a carriage to carry Qin Miaoyu, Mingyue, and Guan Shanhai comfortably back.

But Qin Miaoyu was too late to applaud her wise decision, and there were a lot of heavy official affairs that made her cry and runny, anxious to be as seriously injured and unconscious as Mingyue.

All the disaster-stricken food was taken away by Xiao Lu, and no rice was left to them. Fortunately, the flood has gradually receded. With the identification of Yang Yun, those large households who had colluded with him grabbed one, and Cui did not follow the list he gave. All those people were convened to force them to surrender their food at home, which was distributed by Pei Jingxuan.

Those big households naturally made a lot of excuses, and they would swallow themselves into their mouths and spit them out easily. The Li family even clamored that they had a relationship with the Li family in Longxi. As everyone knows, the head mother of the Li family in Longxi is the sibling of the lone queen. Soon after Xiejian Mansion, it was really difficult to start with the complicated relationship between the Central Plains family, so he had to ask Cui not to go.

When Qin Miaoyu went, Cui Buqu was being thrown down by a bowl of numbness, and he was healed by the doctor in ignorance. His thin lips were tight and his eyebrows were tight, as if the pain could continue into his sleep.

Qiao Xian stood by, Qin Miaoyu unconsciously glanced at the other side.

When she heard that Qiao Xian returned, she knelt in the middle of the night at the door of Cui Buxi, and Pei Jingxu also fooled her with an umbrella to accompany her in the middle of the night, and it wasn't until the day that it was clear that Cui didn't go to call her in. Qin Miaoyu naturally I don't know what they said, but she could see Qiao Xian's relief, as if she had taken off her burden for many years, and she was radiant, and then Pei Jing's idiot became more and more unable to turn his eyes away.

Qin Miaoyu silently lamented that Jie Jianfu had such uncontested colleagues.

Qiao Xian noticed her gaze and looked up, cold and cold, with subtle hostility.

Qin Miaoyu first froze, and then remembered that she was busy in the middle of the night after returning. Feng Xiao and Ming Yue were healing because of their injuries. She didn't even remove Yirong on her face, and still faced with Feng Xiao.

Is it possible to do some bad things as the owner of Feng Erfu, wait for him to wake up and carry the pot? Qin Miaoyu thought unwillingly, and felt that he might be tired.

Cui did not open his eyes, and the severe pain just made him slow to respond, not even moaning.

He stared at the veil at the top of his head for a full quarter of an hour before slowly turning his eyes on Qiao Xian and Qiao Miaoyu.

Qiao Xianrou whispered, "Excuse the doctor, the doctor has just been here, and left the prescription, the medicine is already fried. Would you like to come to a bowl first?"

What does it mean to come to a bowl first and talk about drinking medicine like drinking soup? Qin Miaoyu secretly said, playing together, imitating Feng Xiao's voice and intonation.

"I have sugar here."

She juggled out a miniature sugar bowl, opened the lid, and smelled of maltose.

Cui didn't go to look at her and took the jar.

"Qin Miaoyu, are you busy?"

Qin Miaoyu: ……

She didn't notice any flaws at all, and the man saw through at a glance.

"Respect is wise." Qin Miao, who knows and knows, slaps haha, dare not pretend to continue. Before Feng Xiao retreat, she was asked to temporarily obey Cui Bing's mission. As a result, Cui Bacang really sent her without mercy. Refers to Qin Miaoyu and rushes into a dog.

"I have gathered the victims, as you have ordered, and they did not want to stay outside the city, as you expected."

Cui did not go lightly: "They have been detained for many days and do not trust the government at all. For them, leaving the city is waiting for death, and there is a vitality in the city."

His voice was not dumb, and his speech was slow, but steady.

Qin Miaoyu waited patiently for him to finish, and nodded, "Yes, so I let them live in the county for a while, Huang Lue is dead, there is vacant there, and there is arrest and care, there is no trouble for now, but now The trouble is that there is no food. The large households are not willing to provide food. They say that the relief victims are the official office, and they have no reason to reach out to the people. Among them, the attitude of the Ding family and the Li family is the most resolute. , The subordinates have no idea but to disturb you. "