Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Pop!" A clear slap in the face resounded through the entire Baizui Building.

The crowd was shocked and dumbfounded. Before they could react, they saw Feng Xuanming slap Nuosim again.

Nuo Simu stared at Feng Xuanming in disbelief, and raised his hand to cover his swollen cheeks that had been beaten. Tears flowed like a spring, and the big ones fell.

"Who do you think you are? Why should I give you an explanation? Also, I will warn you one last time, don't spoil you more with my son, and you can act recklessly! You can never touch her. !Did you hear that?"

For the first time, Feng Xuanming made such a big fire in front of everyone, and everyone present shuddered because of the illusion that Feng Xuanming always gave people a smile. He has a gentle temper and a good talker.

"I heard..." Nuosimu was also stunned by Feng Xuanming's might. Before he could be sad, he had to whisper and reply.

"Speak louder!" Feng Xuanming scolded with a black face regardless of the affair with Nosim in the past.

"I heard it!" After Nuo Simu replied loudly with his mouth closed, he ran over in grief, covering his face.

Only the indifferent and ruthless Feng Xuanming and Du Qingheng, who were still confused in their minds, were on stage. Everyone in the audience was stunned by the sudden scenes, and no one said a word for a long time.

"From now on, if I hear half a sentence from you insulting her, I shouldn't blame this young man for turning his face ruthlessly!"

Feng Xuanming glanced coldly at the crowd under the stands, and after a sharp rebuke, he knelt down and hugged Du Qingheng before jumping off the stage, turning around and walking towards the third floor.

"Ah, my drapery hat!"

"It's okay, you are so beautiful now, what's so scary?"

Unintentionally, the loose cap on Du Qingheng's head suddenly fell off. Du Qingheng subconsciously exclaimed, trying to reach out to grab the fallen cap, but Feng Xuanming reached out to stop it.

As soon as the cap worn on Du Qingheng's head fell to the ground, after seeing Du Qingheng's face clearly, everyone present was choked. There is such a stunning woman in this world!

Everyone sighed, it's no wonder that this famous romantic son Mu Shen was so angry that he really responded to that sentence, the hero is sad for the beauty!

After Feng Xuanming took Du Qingheng back to the room and closed the door, he let Du Qingheng sit on the soft bed and carefully examined her injuries.

It turned out that those rude and brawny men who were just now, Nuo Simu specially invited Du Qingheng downstairs to humiliate Du Qingheng. Therefore, those people certainly did not have any seriousness in their actions, and there were several deep and shallow bruises on Du Qingheng's arms and wrists.

After seeing the scar on Du Qingheng's body, Feng Xuanming's eyes closed slightly, and a look of pity flashed in his eyes.

"I'm fine, it doesn't matter."

Du Qingheng subconsciously retracted the arm that was held tightly by Feng Xuanming, and he felt like he missed a beat. A tingling sensation filled his body.

However, fortunately, Feng Xuanming did not notice Du Qingheng's abnormality, but stood up silently, walked to the red wooden cabinet, pulled out a drawer on the far left, and took out a medicine chest from it.

Feng Xuanming took out the bottles and cans from the medicine box one by one and placed them on the table. After careful selection, he took two medicine bottles, one red and one white, and walked to it. In front of Du Qingheng, he carefully wiped the wound for Du Qingheng.

"Mu Shen, don't forget, we are just a cooperative relationship, you don't love me."

Du Qingheng saw that Feng Xuanming was so kind to her, and the sky in his heart was vacillating! While thinking that Feng Xuanming loves herself! The other side thought Feng Xuanming did so much for her just to use her.

Du Qingheng gritted his teeth, bleeding in his heart, and mocked.

"I know! You and I are partners, how can I allow others to bully you under my nose? Doesn't that mean that I have a poor human vision?"

Feng Xuanming looked up at Du Qingheng with a composure expression, and after an explanation with a smile, he lowered his head to wipe the wound for Du Qingheng.

This time, Feng Xuanming did not refute Du Qingheng in a false manner, but rather frankly admitted. Du Qingheng only felt that a certain corner of his atrium was suddenly missing a piece, and that feeling was unspeakable, like sadness but joy...

"I know you are not afraid of any pain now, but you will feel the taste of a medicated bath later."

Seeing the wound on Du Qingheng's arm, Feng Xuanming had almost wiped it off, so he put away the medicine bottle beside him, and reminded him as he packed up.

"Medicated bath?"

Du Qingheng looked at Feng Xuanming curiously. She had always thought that Feng Xuanming had left the matter behind, but he never thought he would still remember it.

"Yeah!" Feng Xuanming agreed in a deep voice and nodded.

It turned out that Feng Xuanming had been looking for medicine for Du Qingheng.

It turns out that the reason why Du Qingheng always vomited blood after taking the elixir in the cold palace was not because Feng Xuanming did some hands or feet, but the elixir itself had great side effects and needed a medicated bath to be used together. The toxins accumulated in Du Qingheng's body are completely discharged.

But the conditions in Lenggong were limited, and he didn't want Du Qingheng to be suspicious, so Feng Xuanming never said anything.

Just now, as soon as he entered the room, Feng Xuanming mysteriously summoned Xiao Si, and whispered to Xiao Si, instructing him to find all the things needed for the medicinal bath and bring them.

Before long, Xiao Si led several people, set up a simple bath shed for Du Qingheng with a bathtub full of hot water and a number of curtains, so that Du Qingheng would have a medicated bath in it without worrying about steam leakage. , The water got cold soon.

After Feng Xuanming confessed a few words to Xiao Si, he told everyone to retreat.

"I'll undress you?" Feng Xuanming jokingly raised his eyebrows at Du Qingheng, his eyes filled with smiles.

"No! I'll do it myself." Du Qingheng heard Feng Xuanming's words, and that little face turned red all at once, spreading to the roots of his ears.

"I haven't seen it, Heng'er, what's so shy about you?" Feng Xuanming saw Du Qingheng's tough attitude, and simply sat on the stool, staring at Du Qingheng motionlessly.

"Oh, by the way, when you are in the medicinal bath, I have to stay by your side at any time and give you a needle to release poisonous blood."

Feng Xuanming suddenly looked at Du Qingheng with a playful look, and added.

"..."

Feng Xuanming had said so, anyway, he was going to be watched, so he simply gave up. Du Qingheng nodded at Feng Xuanming and motioned for him to undress himself.

"Okay, then it's better for me to respect my fate."

After receiving the instruction, Feng Xuanming nodded with a smile, and strode to Du Qingheng's side to undress her.

After Feng Xuanming's hand touched Du Qingheng's skin that had almost recovered, but still had many deep and shallow scars, Feng Xuanming's fingers shook slightly invisibly, and then returned to normal.

Feng Xuanming hugged Du Qingheng tightly in her arms like a baby and placed her in a bath tub filled with hot water and sprinkled with powdered medicine. During the whole process, Feng Xuanming did not look down at Du Qingheng's lower body.