Chapter 815： Rivers and lakes (13)

Being stared at by Fu Yue, Ji Qinglin actually looked away a little embarrassedly, did not look at Fu Yue's eyes, and two shallow blushes gradually appeared on his white cheeks.

"Why are you staring at me like this?"

The young man's voice was soft, muttering, as if he was acting like a baby.

Fu Yue's eyelids twitched.

This person...

Ji Qinglin raised his hand and coughed slightly, "I heard that Palace Master Gu was locked up by Qi Chen's demon, so I came to save you."

Fu Yue continued to ask: "I have never met Ji Shaoxia. Why does Shaoxia risk the rescue?"

Again.

She broke the casserole and asked to the end.

Ji Qinglin looked serious.

"Devil Qi Chen, everyone gets it and punishes him. If the Young Palace Master falls into his hands, there must be an accident. Ji Mou naturally wants to rescue him."

Fu Yue: "..."

She believed in his evil.

Does this person dare to look in his eyes?

What else does Fu Yue want to ask.

However, the sky was spinning.

Her body fell softly, and her powerlessness converged on her limbs.

At the last moment Fu Yue passed out.

What she met was Ji Qinglin's worried eyes.

The other's thin lips closed together, as if they were saying something.

But Fu Yue couldn't hear clearly.

Consciousness dissipated dullly.

In a daze.

Fu Yue felt a slender and cold hand pinch her neck, and a familiar feeling came.

The other party did not exert any effort.

But the cold touch still made Fu Yue shiver unconsciously.

Who?

Who is going to kill her?

Qi Shen?

Fu Yue's eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open her eyelids at all, let alone see the vague figure in front of her.

When Fu Yue was sober.

It was already dawn the next day.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a white mosquito net and a simple bed. Fu Yue reached out and held his head.

Obviously, this is inside the inn.

Is she not dead?

Didn't the person who strangled her neck really strangled her last night?

But why did he stop?

...

Fu Yue subconsciously grabbed the quilt covering her body, seldom feeling that death was so close to her.

Sure enough, did she live too long in peace?

Just when she was thinking about it.

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside.

Fu Yue raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes were heavily guarded.

The first thing that catches your eye.

It is a pair of slender and beautiful hands, beautiful and distinct.

Then there are some familiar red figures.

It's Ji Qinglin.

He was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and after pushing the door to enter, he saw that Fu Yue had already sat up, a bit of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he walked over quickly, "Girl, you are awake."

The young man’s face was unconcealed with joy.

Two shallow dimples appeared beside her white cheeks, very cute.

This person seems to be very familiar, so he called Fuyue girl when he came up.

Fu Yue nodded.

Ji Qinglin sat on the side of her bed and handed the porridge in her hand in the direction of Fu Yue, "You have been in a coma for a day and a night. Drink some porridge first, otherwise you can't stand it."

Fu Yue didn't know where Ji Qinglin's kindness to her came from.

But now she has lost all martial arts, and she is struggling in this arena. It would be a good thing if she could befriend this person.

But, I'm afraid that this person actually has any plot against her...

Forget it.

She has nothing now, so what can this man do for her?

As the saying goes, people who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes. Now the situation is urgent, why should she consider so much.