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Just as Mu Qiu Shui was feeling extremely depressed, Feng Qing Cheng had also sunk deep into the clouds of suspicion.

Feng Qing Cheng had always thought that although his medical skills were inferior to his master's, he could still be considered as one of the few doctors with superb skills in the world.

However, he did not expect to fail in the small matter of merely diagnosing Xi Jiu Er's wedding vein.

Previously, when Xi Jiu Er was pregnant, he especially diagnosed that there was only one word on her abdomen, but during childbirth, she actually gave birth to a pair of twins.

It was naturally not appropriate for Feng Qing Cheng to ask Xi Jiu Er directly, but his subconscious told him that this matter was definitely related to that demon-level character Mu Qiu Shui.

Thus, on the second day, Feng Qing Cheng specially went to find Mu Qiu Shui, and invited him to a tavern in the village with a warm and rare voice.

What was even more difficult was that he had gone to the pub in advance to wait for him. When Mu Qiu Shui stepped on the time and saw the Feng Qing Cheng who had already started drinking, he was even more confused.

Feng Qing Cheng looked at Mu Qiu Shui who was walking over from the doorstep towards him, and a burst of anger swept past his eyes.

"You did say that." Mu Qiu Shui lazily stretched as he leaned against the wall and sat down.

It was not even noon yet, so only Mu Qiu Shui and Feng Qing Cheng were drinking in the corner. The bartender was dozing off at the counter, and the owner had run off somewhere.

"The twins that Jiu Er gave birth to, is number two yours?"

Feng Qing Cheng lowered his head and drank his wine, then threw out a heavy bomb.

Mu Qiu Shui was blown away by his sudden words, and only after a while did she recall him. "Second brother?"

As if he really didn't want Feng Qing Cheng to look at him, he kept his head lowered and drank a cup of turbid wine before continuing, "Don't you think that second brother's appearance is very similar to yours?"

Mu Qiu Shui raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to ponder for a moment, then with a serious expression he replied, "Ol 'Two should be my child."

Before he even finished speaking, Mu Qiu Shui heard a creaking sound from the wooden table beneath his hand. Lowering his head to look carefully, the originally weak wooden table had cracks on the width of a thumb, and following the source of the crevices, he was surprised to see that under Feng Qing Cheng's palm, there were crevices of various sizes, which looked like twisted worms.

Mu Qiu Shui quickly stood up, "What are you trying to do?"

Feng Qing Cheng's face was cold and his eyes were filled with anger, "When did you …"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qiu Shui hurriedly shook his head, "It's not what you think.

"Oh? You better explain to me how I can make you feel so helpless. Otherwise, you can forget about escaping Wind Nation alive. "

Mu Qiu Shui swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was slightly shocked. A moment later, he told her the whole story.

Originally, Xi Jiu Er had been forced to cure her poison one time when her life was in danger, but Xi Jiu Er had no idea about all this and thought that Mu Qiu Shui had only found a way to save her.

Feng Qing Cheng's face was dark as he listened to Mu Qiu Shui's entire story. He held back the anger in his heart and suddenly crushed the phone's yellow wine bowl, standing up and fiercely smashing it onto Mu Qiu Shui's body.

Feng Qing Cheng had already used close to half of his attack power for this strike. Before he could even circulate his energy to defend against it, he was smashed to the ground by Feng Qing Cheng's palm.

"Even though you were forced to do that useless thing to save Jiu Er, you have touched my woman. If you did not know that you were forced to do so, then you would definitely not be able to leave this tavern today. If you still dare to have any intentions towards Jiu Er, then don't blame me for being merciless, and even more so, think of leaving the Wind Nation alive."

Feng Qing Cheng threw down those fierce words, turned around and walked out of the tavern.

Just now, when he heard that the child Xi Jiu Er had given birth to had a piece of his own flesh, he had actually thought of bringing them back to the Great Beijing Dynasty, so that he could formally propose to the Wei Guogong to betroth Xi Jiu Er to him.

However, he did not expect Feng Qing Cheng to guess it. He was infuriated for a moment, and he was also filled with unwillingness. Why did he, Feng Qing Cheng, have to force Xi Jiu Er to stay by his side for her entire life?

Xi Jiu Er clearly wanted to escape from the Imperial Palace and return to the Great Beijing Dynasty with him. Why did that man shamelessly want to forcefully tie a woman who did not love him by her side?

Mu Qiu Shui pressed on his chest, where Feng Qing Cheng's palm seemed to have struck his heart veins, as a sharp pain assaulted him, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The bartender was woken up by the loud sound of Feng Qing Cheng hitting the table and looked at the messy floor in front of him with wide eyes and a look of disbelief. When he regained his senses, he saw Mu Qiu Shui's miserable state of being smacked onto the ground, and immediately ran over fearlessly.

Mu Qiu Shui gnashed his teeth in pain, he was confused by the bartender's stare, he turned and looked at the fifteen to sixteen year old youth, and imitated him as he blinked his eyes, completely confused.

The bartender saw that Mu Qiu Shui did not understand and immediately pointed to the table that Feng Qing Cheng had smashed, and indicated that he should not forget to pay.

Mu Qiu Shui stared at the mess on the ground, silently rolled his eyes, took out a money pouch from his chest, and threw it towards the young bartender without even looking at it.

The bartender grabbed the money bag and carefully counted the money like he was a treasure. Mu Qiu Shui shook off the bartender's arm and limped out of the tavern.

The bartender chuckled from behind him, "Dear customer, welcome to our next visit."

Mu Qiu Shui rolled his eyes at the sky as he silently cursed in his heart. In the future, whoever comes to your house to drink will become a bastard, and seeing that he was beaten up and even had a face full of schadenfreude, he should always be selling wine in this little village.

Mu Qiu Shui held one hand to his chest as he walked along the dirt road. The strike from Feng Qing Cheng's palm was not light, Mu Qiu Shui felt that his heart meridian was severely injured, and the severe coughing caused blood to continuously gush out of his mouth. If not for the fact that he did not specifically prevent the servants to follow him, he would not have been ambushed so easily by Feng Qing Cheng.

It wasn't easy for Feng Qing Cheng to get out of the bamboo house, but he was really unable to move. As he walked towards the interior of the bamboo house, he let out a low whistle, and leaned against the wall of the bamboo house as he gasped for breath.

Before long, three people ran out from the house. Mu Qiu Shui didn't want to explain anything to them and extended his hand out, gesturing for them to help him into the house.

In the next few days, Mu Qiu Shui spent all of them in his own room. He specifically ordered the servants not to tell Xi Jiu Er about him being injured, in case she got angry after knowing about it.