Chapter 4

"Miss, you wake up, you are dying of anxiety, Wuwu..." the voice of crying is still declining, and Murong Fengqing is held in his arms.

Frowning, stiff and cold, she looked at the little girl in front of her, who was also ragged, with messy hair and thin face.

This should be the girl who just quarreled with that old woman.

"Shut up and go out crying." It's a cold, hard voice. There's no temperature.

As a mercenary, Murong Feng tends to come and go alone. There is no one around him, including friends.

Therefore, the appearance of Weiyue, especially the crying cowardice, makes Murong Fengqing feel disgusted.

Is it useful to cry? Will others let you go?

The disease will not, where there are people, always pay attention to strength, there is strength, there is the right to speak.

So during the training, he was beaten to death, and Fengqing didn't shed half a drop of tears.

Because it's not worth anything.

"Little Miss, what's the matter with you?" Wei Yue's body suddenly froze and staggered back half a step. A pair of crying eyes like walnuts were staring at Murong tightly. After a long time, the wind looked at her and then stammered.

Such a cool person is her own, but the face she bandaged herself in front of her is indeed her own.

"Miss, what's the matter with you? If you are sad, you can cry. It's the king Ning who should have killed a thousand swords. If he hadn't repented of his marriage, where would you have been humiliated like this? What should you do after that? It's Wei Yue's useless. It's Wei Yue's failure to protect you." As soon as she thought that Murong Fengqing might have been over stimulated, Weiyue blamed herself and slapped herself in the face to punish herself.

"Enough, be quiet!" Murong Fengqing was upset by the weeping of Weiyue in front of him, "you hear clearly, I'm not dead, I'm not sad, and I won't cry, so if you want to stay here, please be quiet."

Murong Fengqing's cold drink calms down Weiyue. She looks at Murong Fengqing stupidly. It's really changed.

"Miss, you're really OK"

"The only thing for me now is that I'm very hungry. Bring me something to eat." Glanced at the stupefied micro month, it is really what master what girl, are dull stupid, no wonder being bullied.

But she won't care so much for her loyalty.

At least in this strange place now, there is someone else to ask, which is also a good thing.

"Good, good, you wait a moment, and Weiyue will serve you food." Weiyue reflects that the real purpose of her coming in this time is to give Murong Feng something to eat. How could she forget it.

Soon, Wei Yue brought a bowl of medicinal materials with strange smell and a bowl of yellow steamed bread that looked like pigs didn't eat.

"Miss, take some steamed bread first, and then take some medicine later." Weiyue put two steamed buns in front of Murong Fengqing. Looking at the hot steamed buns, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva. "You can eat it quickly. You'll get better after eating it."

"Eat this?" I don't want to talk about that bowl of medicine. The herbs used in it are just ordinary herbs for promoting blood circulation. They are useless at all.

The other bowl of steamed bread is just two coarse grain steamed bread that I don't know how many days have been put. In such hot weather, I don't know if I will have diarrhea after eating it.