A sick and weak Taoist couple dressed as a ruthless Taoist swordsman

Chapter 68

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ji was like this in his previous life, Su Yunqing was a little surprised.

But after thinking about it, if it wasn't like this, there would be no way to deal with the silly Bai Tianfeng Mingyu.

The plot continued, Su Yunqing continued to watch quietly.

On the second day after the marriage, Feng Mingyu lay in bed because she was tossed too hard by Jian Ting.

He would be lying on the head of the bed, his beautiful eyes were swollen, his lips were biting, his long eyelashes were trembling, and there was a little abnormal blush on his fair face. Although he was wronged, he was a little bullying.

It's also a talent.

At this time, Jian Ting was not there.

Feng Mingyu felt wronged for a while, and when she realized that Jian Ting was not there, her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but quietly glanced around.

Then, he braced his limp body, trying to get up and run away.

As a result, halfway through the run, before running out the door, he bumped into Jian Ting who was carrying a food box.

Jian Ting looked at the flustered Feng Mingyu with a calm expression: "Where are you going?"

Feng Mingyu stepped back timidly, lowered her eyes, and said in a guilty whisper, "I...I want to drink tea."

Jian Ting glanced at the tea table behind Feng Mingyu: "Isn't it on the table?"

Feng Mingyu: ...

After holding back for a while, Feng Mingyu said, "I'll drink hot ones, not last night's."

Jian Ting paused, then sneered, "You're really quite delicate."

Feng Mingyu bit her lip and stopped talking.

"Come here." Jian Ting said again.

Feng Mingyu resisted a little, stuck in place without saying a word.

Jian Ting glanced at Feng Mingyu, and put the food box in his hand on the table: "Come here for soup."

Feng Mingyu was dumb for a moment, her face was hot for a moment, and she felt guilt and embarrassment in her heart.

After a while, he dawdled and sat down at the table.

Jian Ting opened the food box, and took out all the food, all of which were very delicate, and there was indeed a bowl of sweet soup inside.

Feng Mingyu cried most of the night last night, her throat was really sore, seeing sweet soup to drink, she hesitated for a moment, and was about to reach out to pick up the bowl, but Jian Ting suddenly reached out and took the bowl of sweet soup.

Feng Mingyu:?

He raised his eyes and looked at Jian Ting with a strange expression, and saw Jian Ting leisurely scooping up a spoonful of sweet soup, just about to put it to his mouth.

Feng Mingyu: ...

He knew that this person was uneasy and kind, and was playing tricks on him again.

Feng Mingyu lowered her eyes, a little angry.

Jian Ting on the opposite side saw this scene in his eyes.

After a while, a spoon filled with sweet soup was suddenly brought to Feng Mingyu's lips, and touched his lips lightly.

"Open your mouth."

Feng Mingyu was startled, and then smelled the aroma of sweet soup. He couldn't help hesitating and raised his head to look at Jian Ting opposite, but all he saw were those deep, dark eyes and expressionless eyes. handsome face.

After struggling for a moment, Feng Mingyu silently opened his mouth and ate the sweet soup amidst the complicated emotions of being a little afraid and wanting to drink sweet soup.

Jian Ting smirked slightly, took another spoonful, and Feng Mingyu looked at him.

As a result, Jian Ting ate the spoonful by himself, and then handed another spoonful to Feng Mingyu after eating.

Feng Mingyu looked at the spoon that Jian Ting had eaten: ...

Jian Ting: "Eat."

One word, cold and irresistible.

Feng Mingyu had no choice but to eat.

Just like that, the two of you ate up a bowl of sweet soup.After eating the sweet soup, Feng Mingyu was a bit hungry, the half bowl of sweet soup was not enough for him.

Thinking about it, he silently glanced at the other delicate foods.

At this moment, Jian Ting said again: "Eat what you want, do it yourself."

Feng Mingyu: ...

Didn't you insist on doing it for me just now?

But after Jian Ting said that, Feng Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief again, and concentrated on getting the cakes to eat.

Feng Mingyu's eating style is very elegant, even if she is hungry, she still takes small bites, chewing slowly.If there were pastry crumbs on his rosy lips, he would take out his handkerchief and wipe them off.

Seeing Feng Mingyu eating, Jian Ting raised his brows slightly. After a while, he withdrew his eyes and said calmly: "After eating, you can rest for a while, don't leave this yard."

When Feng Mingyu heard Jian Ting's words, her eyes moved slightly, she bit her lip and then raised her head to look at Jian Ting.

After holding back for a while, he couldn't help it: "What about you?"

Jian Ting smiled, "I'm a general, so I naturally have official duties to deal with. I can't compare to the second son of the Feng family."

Feng Mingyu was overwhelmed with connotation, her face blushed immediately, but she lowered her eyes and did not refute.

To be honest, Jian Ting really didn't treat him too badly.

Furthermore, the two families originally had animosity, Jian Ting said that he would talk about it immediately, anyway, he would not lose a piece of meat.

Feng Mingyu's resignation was seen by Jian Ting, and he was a little dissatisfied.

But Jian Ting was silent for a moment, but he didn't make things difficult for Feng Mingyu any more. He guarded Feng Mingyu after eating, then took the food box and left.

Feng Mingyu was a little surprised to see how Jian Ting did it himself.

But then he suddenly remembered what was said in the rumors—Jian Ting was very suspicious, and he never sold his food to others, for fear of being poisoned by someone with a heart.

Thinking of this, Feng Mingyu pursed her lips unconsciously.

Then why drink a bowl of sweet soup with him?Do you think you won't poison him?

From this moment, a subtle flame grew in Feng Mingyu's heart, but he didn't even notice it.

Afterwards, Jian Ting and Feng Mingyu's life was like a modern office worker, with regular appointments and check-in.

They eat together, sleep together, during the day Jian Ting goes to the barracks, Feng Mingyu stays in the house.

At the beginning, Feng Mingyu was still waiting for Feng Mingxi to come to him, but after being consumed day after day, Feng Mingyu vaguely realized that he failed to assassinate Jian Ting, Feng Mingxi should have regarded him as an abandoned son.

Feng Mingyu actually guessed this very early on. At that time, he was always in panic, terrified of the pain of being abandoned by his relatives and lover.

But the strange thing is that now that he realizes this, he is not afraid anymore.

He even felt that it was good to be with Jian Ting like this.

Moreover, Feng Mingyu knew subconsciously that the current situation where the three clans are holding each other back is the best situation, no matter which clan breaks the balance first, there will never be peace again.

That's not what he wanted.

It's just... Feng Mingyu still doesn't understand one thing.

He didn't understand, what did Jian Ting think of him?

Obviously, the most intimate things that should be done have been done, but it seems that he is still far away from Jian Ting.

He wanted to be closer to Jian Ting and do something for Jian Ting, but he was afraid of disturbing Jian Ting, so he could only stay docilely in the yard and live a repetitive life day after day.

But recently Feng Mingyu learned a little from the maids serving here, he would try to weave some gloves or leather armor for Jian Ting, although the ones were very rough, he didn't dare to take them out.But he thought, one day he'll learn.

Days passed day by day, and suddenly, one day, Jian Ting handed Feng Mingyu a blueprint filled with densely packed divine patterns, and said, "Can you decipher this?"

Feng Mingyu knew that Jian Ting seemed to be worrying about something these days, and hadn't slept well. When she saw the blueprint that Jian Ting handed over, she couldn't help but take a closer look.

After watching it for a while, he shook his head in shame and embarrassment: "I only know a few of them, and I haven't learned too many divine patterns."

When Jian Ting heard Feng Mingyu's words, he suddenly raised his eyes and gave Feng Mingyu a strange look.

Feng Mingyu didn't notice Jian Ting's subtle gaze, and continued to look at the drawings and said, "But I still know a few, and I can help you solve them."

Jian Ting took a deep look at Feng Mingyu: "Which ones?"

Feng Mingyu pointed to a few.

After Jian Ting finished reading, he said for a long while, "Are you playing with me? These maids who sweep the floor at the door know how to solve it."

Feng Mingyu: ...

After hesitating for a while, Feng Mingyu whispered with a bit of embarrassment: "When I was a child, I always dozed off when I was learning the divine patterns, so I didn't learn much, and I didn't learn as fast as my brother. I'm a bit stupid."

After Jian Ting heard Feng Mingyu's words, he frowned unconsciously.

His deep eyes lingered over Feng Mingyu's face, but in the end he only saw embarrassment and helplessness, as well as a little desire to help.

After a long time, Jian Ting said indifferently: "This will not work."

Feng Mingyu's heart sank, thinking that Jian Ting really thought he was useless, did he plan to get rid of him?

As a result, Jian Ting's next sentence was: "You are my partner, how can you not even know these things, and if it spreads, people will think that I drugged you to make you stupid."

"From tomorrow, you have to learn from scratch."

Feng Mingyu: ...

After a while, Feng Mingyu whispered: "I may not be able to learn it well."

Jian Ting: "Then I have to learn it."

Feng Mingyu pursed her lips.

After a while, with Jian Ting slightly frowning, Feng Mingyu said softly, "I will study hard."

Jian Ting looked a little pale.

·

On the second day, Feng Mingyu began to learn the divine patterns under Jian Ting's guidance.

The strange thing is that when he was a child, those divine lines that made him want to doze off when he saw them seemed to be very clear this time, as soon as Jian Ting spoke, they were automatically engraved into his mind.

Feng Mingyu was a little excited.

Jian Ting looked suspicious.

On the first day, after Feng Mingyu successfully learned nearly a hundred divine patterns, Jian Ting finally couldn't hold back, and leaned against the head of the bed, saying: "Are you playing with me? You know everything."

Feng Mingyu was stunned, and said with a slightly red face, "I don't know what's going on...you teach me, and I learn very quickly."

Jian Ting's eyes moved slightly, he fixedly looked at Feng Mingyu for a moment, and was about to stretch out his hand to pinch Feng Mingyu's soft cheek, wanting to "extort a confession by torture".

As a result, Feng Mingyu raised her head the next moment, looked at him brightly, and said softly: "Thank you, no one taught me so patiently before."

Jian Ting was dumb.

After a while, his eyes dimmed, he stretched out his hand and pinched Feng Mingyu's chin, and kissed Feng Mingyu's tender red lips.

Feng Mingyu:!

After tossing and turning and kissing hard, Feng Mingyu's eyes were moist and her eyes were red, and she panted softly, "You...what are you doing?" Jian Ting raised his eyebrows, and said straightforwardly: "Charge some tuition."

Feng Mingyu's face turned red again.

This time, of course, Jian Ting kissed him fiercely again.

Half a month later, Feng Mingyu's grades are outstanding, and her desire to study has also increased greatly, and her whole person has become more lively.

He would even take the initiative to pester Jian Ting to borrow books for him, because he wanted to study.

It feels so good to learn something.

Jian Ting watched Feng Mingyu's gradually becoming lively, pondered for a few times before hesitating to speak, but finally said nothing.

Some things are fine if you don't talk about it, but if you do, it will appear cruel.

Moreover, he didn't really treat Feng Mingyu wholeheartedly, so why bother?

Although Jian Ting didn't say these words, Feng Mingyu didn't feel them, but Su Yunqing felt them in Jian Ting's subtle expressions.

He gradually understood the source of the tragedy of the two in the previous life.

Jian Ting was probably more awake than Feng Mingyu from the beginning to the end, but Feng Mingyu woke up too late.

Sure enough, the next day, Feng Mingyu found a method of making an elixir in a miscellaneous book.

After reading it, Feng Mingyu's hands and feet were cold, and she sat under the eaves for a day holding the book.

It wasn't until Jian Ting came back that he turned his eyes red, raised his head, and looked at Jian Ting silently.

Seeing Feng Mingyu's eyes, Jian Ting's heart moved slightly, and he walked over, but said nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"

Feng Mingyu handed the miscellaneous book to Jian Ting.

Jian Ting took the miscellaneous books and glanced at them, his expression changed slightly.

The miscellaneous book records the method of making a very wonderful elixir. It is said that taking this elixir can paralyze the brain and make people feel groggy all day long, but it does not affect life.

Feng Mingyu added in a low voice at this time: "I am very familiar with the smell of that nectar, because my brother would bring me a pot every day at that time."

really……

Jian Ting frowned slightly, and quietly clenched the book in his palm.

Looking at Jian Ting's expression, Feng Mingyu was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled silently, lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "You already knew, didn't you?"

Jian Ting frowned and put down the book: "You look stupid after reading these miscellaneous books, what did you already know?"

Feng Mingyu's usually innocent and soft eyes revealed a trace of sober sadness.

Looking at the dark sky in front of him, he said softly: "When I was young, I was more talented than my brother, but later I fell behind when I couldn't learn the divine pattern. My brother successfully became the head of the young patriarch, and I gradually became that ordinary Second son."

"Actually, I think it's pretty good."

"But I... never thought that my brother did all of this. If he did it all, how much affection does he have for me?"

Feng Mingyu said all these words in one go.

Jian Ting was silent.

He didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Feng Mingyu raised her head and looked at Jian Ting at the side.

The four eyes met, and Jian Ting's heart skipped a beat.

Feng Mingyu must have looked at Jian Ting like this, and suddenly smiled a little sadly, and said: "Jian Ting, actually, I married you from the beginning—"

"Stop talking." Jian Ting suddenly interrupted Feng Mingyu's words.

Feng Mingyu looked astonished.

Jian Ting frowned and looked back: "Do you want to make peace with me?"

Feng Mingyu's face changed slightly.

"If you don't want to, don't say it."

Feng Mingyu bit her lip suddenly.

After a while, he suddenly plucked up the courage to stand up and threw himself into Jian Ting's arms.

Jian Ting:!

But Feng Mingyu would hug him tightly and not let go, just put her soft and delicate side face against his shoulder, and shed tears like crazy.

Jian Ting hesitated for a while, and tried to push the person away several times, but in the end he hesitated.

Finally, Jian Ting closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and stretched out his arms to hug the slender waist in his arms.

Feng Mingyu cried for a long time in Jian Ting's arms, and finally fell asleep crying.

It was Jian Ting who carried him back to his room.

In a blur, Feng Mingyu tightly grabbed Jian Ting's clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "They don't want me anymore, Jian Ting, you can't do without me."

After a long time, Feng Mingyu heard a distant but somewhat clear "um" above her head before she was about to lose all consciousness.

He loosened the hand that was clutching the corner of Jian Ting's clothes nervously, and buried himself in that wide and warm embrace with more peace of mind.

·

Since then, Feng Mingyu has completely changed.

He used to be reserved and soft, but after that night, he started clinging to Jian Ting recklessly.

It's sticky.

Although Jian Ting was helpless, he had no choice but to respond.

But from Su Yunqing's point of view, Jian Ting looked at Feng Mingyu with a hint of depression and worry.

Feng Mingyu put it down, but Jian Ting didn't.

The first conflict between the two broke out after the appearance of the divine fetus.

The divine fetus was discovered by Feng Mingyu in the yard, and the traction of the blood made him immediately realize that it was the blood of Jian Ting, so even though he knew there might be hidden dangers, he did not let go.

But Jian Ting is different, he wants to kill the god fetus no matter what.

The two quarreled, and Feng Mingyu almost ran away from home.

Jian Ting frowned.

After three days of cold war, Jian Ting compromised.

Feng Mingyu kept the divine womb, and the divine womb grew very fast, and it looked like a three-year-old child in a few months, able to walk and talk.

Therefore, most of Feng Mingyu's attention to Jian Ting was diverted.

Jian Ting was already in a paranoid and gloomy state at this time, but Feng Mingyu didn't notice - because besides taking care of the child, Feng Mingxi contacted him again.

The two had their own concerns, and their lives were a bit tormented.

Finally, one day, Feng Mingxi sent a message to Feng Mingyu, saying that the three clans planned to poison Jian Ting and asked Feng Mingyu to come out to meet him.

Feng Mingyu knew it might be a trap, but after hesitating again and again, he went anyway.

Jian Ting also knew, but he chose to pretend not to know, just watching with cold eyes.

He took this as a test, a test of Feng Mingyu and his relationship.

He has endured the matter of the divine fetus once, but Feng Mingxi is Jian Ting's reverse scale.

After all, he still wanted to know whether Feng Mingyu would betray him.

But Jian Ting thought about ten thousand possible outcomes, but he never thought that Feng Mingyu would leave this time and never return.

·

The fierce cold wind blew on Feng Mingyu's black clothes, making his fair face a little transparent and pale.

He looked at the Burning Heart Karma Huo that Feng Mingxi handed over to him, all the blood on his face disappeared.

Feng Mingxi: "Mingyu, the three clans have decided to kill the criminal together. If you don't help, you will die with him."

Feng Mingyu quietly looked at the burning fire in Feng Mingxi's palm for a long time, and said: "But if I kill him, aren't you afraid that I will avenge him? Everyone will want to kill the grass and root it out?"

This is the first time that Feng Mingyu has shown such a calm and intelligent state in front of Feng Mingxi.

Feng Mingxi frowned slightly, and after a while, he said: "Brother will protect you."

Feng Mingyu was silent for a moment: "But I still have children."

Feng Mingxi: "He is a pure-blood Lei Ze, and the Lei Ze family will treat him well."

Feng Mingyu finally stopped talking.

Feng Mingxi looked at the way Feng Mingyu was biting his lips, and knew that Feng Mingyu should be moved by him, so he sighed and said softly: "Brother knows you can't bear it, but brother has already thought about it, wait for you After completing this task, my brother will take you to the Xinxin Pool to wash away all the memories of the sinner. Then you won't think about him anymore, and you can start over with your brother, okay?"

"Xinxin Pond?" Feng Mingyu's long eyelashes trembled, she raised her eyes silently, and looked at Feng Mingxi.

Feng Mingxi: "Yes, I guarantee you will not suffer at all."

Feng Mingyu looked at Feng Mingxi quietly, her glass-like pupils were still so clear, but a little hollow, Feng Mingxi felt slightly uncertain.

But at this moment, Feng Mingyu suddenly smiled sadly, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Alright, I agree."

Feng Mingxi was a little surprised.

Feng Mingyu was about to reach out to pick up the bottle of Karma in Feng Mingxi's palm.

Seeing this, Feng Mingxi hesitated subconsciously, withdrew his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Fenxin Karma Huo is all for this, Mingyu, you must not fail again."

When Feng Mingyu heard Feng Mingxi's words, she was silent for a second, then suddenly snatched the bottle containing Burning Heart Karma Fire, turned around and ran away.

Feng Mingxi:!

Feng Mingxi's eyes darkened, and he immediately chased after him.

You two chase after me.

Feng Mingxi was really mad with anger, he never thought that Feng Mingyu, who had always been obedient, would suddenly become so assertive.

And finally, seeing that he was about to catch up with Feng Mingyu, Feng Mingxi raised his hand and struck out a flash of spiritual light, hitting Feng Mingyu's wrist hard.

Feng Mingyu felt a pain in her wrist, and the bottle in her hand came out——

Feng Mingxi raised his hand and wanted to snatch the bottle back, but just at this moment, a resolute light flashed in Feng Mingyu's eyes, and he tried his best to pounce on it. With just such a palm, he shattered the bottle containing the burning heart and karma. bottle.

The burning heart karma fire flew out, splashing Feng Mingyu all over.

In desperation, Feng Mingxi hurriedly dodges.

But when he came to his senses again, the Burning Heart Karma Fire had all scattered out, and most of it was attached to Feng Mingyu's body, burning crazily...

Feng Mingyu groaned, and immediately fell to the ground, curled up in pain.

Feng Mingxi saw Feng Mingyu, who fell on the ground and was burned by the fire of burning heart, pale and in pain, almost going crazy.

His eyes were red, and while daring not to go forward, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Mingyu, why are you so stupid! Is it worth it for a criminal?"

Burning Heart Karma Fire is actually extremely beautiful, it doesn't burn the body, it only burns the soul, so at this moment Feng Mingyu's whole body is covered by pure white flames, gradually becoming pale and transparent.

The pain of the burning soul was indescribable, and Feng Mingyu could hardly hear Feng Mingxi's words clearly.

But at this time, he tried his best to stretch out the only hand that was not burned by the burning fire, and cried incoherently: "Brother, I hurt so much, where are you? I hurt so much..."

Looking at this scene, Feng Mingxi couldn't bear to be moved even if he had been calculating towards Feng Mingyu since he was a child.

After a long time, without any doubt, Feng Mingxi walked forward silently, and held Feng Mingyu's only hand that was not contaminated by the burning fire, and said in a hoarse voice while conveying spiritual power to Feng Mingyu: "Mingyu, don't feel bad, everything will be over soon. When you reincarnate, my brother will let you reincarnate in our Wind Clan. In the next life, we will still be brothers—"

"Brother." Feng Mingyu suddenly called Feng Mingxi very weakly.

Feng Mingxi squeezed Feng Mingyu's hand: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Feng Mingyu said weakly: "You let Jian Ting go... okay? I know that as long as you speak, Lei Ze and Zhu Xiang will not target Jian Ting. They all listen to you, don't they?"

Feng Mingxi's eyes sank, he didn't speak, and the breath around him gradually cooled down.

silent.

The karmic fire of Burning Heart was still burning, and it could be seen that the karmic fire was about to gradually spread to Feng Mingyu's only remaining intact hand.

Feng Mingxi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and finally he sighed indifferently: "Mingyu, brother can promise you anything, but this is the only one that you can't. Let's see you in the next life."

After finishing speaking, Feng Mingxi wanted to slowly loosen Feng Mingyu's hand, but at this moment, Feng Mingyu seemed to have sensed something, but suddenly squeezed his hand tightly!

Feng Mingxi:? !

Then, Feng Mingxi was extremely shocked and annoyed when he heard Feng Mingyu's intermittent but extremely firm trembling voice: "I, Feng Mingyu... use my soul to make a contract with Empress Dowager, and curse my brother Feng... Ming Xi, no matter whether he is reincarnated in this life or in every lifetime, he cannot kill Jian Ting's body and soul."

Feng Mingxi's eyes cracked: "Mingyu, you—!"

In the next instant, an extremely intense golden light bloomed from Feng Mingyu's palm, forming a golden brand and penetrating into Feng Mingxi's body.

At the last moment when the Burning Heart Karmic Fire was about to burn into Feng Mingxi's palm, Feng Mingyu smiled in relief under Feng Mingxi's frightened and angry eyes, and opened his hand lightly.

Then, without looking at Feng Mingxi again, he turned around, closed his eyes and jumped, and jumped off the palace railing in front of Feng Mingxi——

Burning heart and karma wrapped around him, and he fell crazily.

The sound of the wind whistled past his ears, vaguely mixed with Feng Mingxi's shouts.

Feng Mingyu was in great pain, but her heart was extremely peaceful.

He thought, he was so stupid that he was almost cheated at the last moment.

But this time, he was finally able to do something for Jian Ting.