"Liu Sheng? The name is easy to remember. I've already remembered it. I'll come back to you when you cure him. " Feng Mo Chen also looks at Liu Sheng. This man has a pretty face. He has a special demeanor in doing things and speaking. He can be invited to stay by his side.

"Thank you." With a faint smile, Liu Sheng collected the silver and left with the medicine box.

"Ah you, send Liu Shengsheng back." Feng Mo Chen Dao.

"Yes, master." Ah you is ordered to send Liu Sheng away.

Only MuQing and fengmochen were left in the room, as well as the sleepy night.

"Are you hungry? Go out and ask the shopkeeper to make you something to eat. " Feng Mo Chen thought of already noon, the side head says to Mu Qing.

"And you? Why don't you come down to dinner with me? " MuQing is really hungry, but she doesn't want to eat alone. That's too boring. She wants Feng Mo to accompany her.

Didn't she say that she would accompany her to find her father?

Although it's unrealistic to find someone under such circumstances, may stay here for a few more days?

"I don't have an appetite now. I'll be alone. Go out!" Feng Mo Chen Dao.

"Well, I'll serve it for you later, and another bowl of porridge for your people." MuQing said and went out.

Seeing her go, Feng Mo Chen sighed, looked down at his wrist, and then cut it like this. I don't know when, her hand will be useless.

Although on the drug, but also can feel a strong tingling.

Maybe the medicine is working.

Feng Mo Chen lowered his hand and looked at the sleepy night. His hands were still cold and his legs were still red and swollen. Fortunately, the blood had been completely removed.

I didn't have to cut off his leg.

How can she feel at ease if she really cuts off his leg because of this?

"Your Highness..."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded, breaking the silence of the room.

Hearing this, Feng Mo Chen's face was shocked. He raised his eyes to see that he had woken up at night. He was staring at himself with a pair of dark eyes. His eyebrows were bent up and his pale face was overflowing with a smile.

Can this guy still laugh?

Almost dead.

"Does it still hurt? I was scared to death just now. " Feng Mo Chen slowly over God, excited voice, tightly hold his hand, can how all cover not hot his cold hand.

"It hurts." Night from the brake fingers were clenched by her, his heart a warm, slightly pursed lips, eyebrows wrinkled up, to tell the truth: "legs like something crawling, biting, hot tingling."

He didn't want to hide it from her.

It really hurts.

That's why he woke up in pain.

"Take it easy, it won't hurt. See you like this, I am very distressed, otherwise, I sing to you good, so you can divert your attention, you will not feel the pain

"Can your highness sing?"

"Nonsense, of course I can sing." Feng Mo Chen white he one eye, continue to say: "I think sing what song good?"? There are too many songs to sing. It's a bit hard to choose. "

The night leaves Cha to look at her, the Mou color is deep, way: "sing your Highness's favorite, again not sad, can express love of that kind?"? Do you have any? "

"Expressing love?" Feng Mo Chen pursed: "do you want me to tell you?"

"Ha ha." Night from the brake only smile silent, as if very much looking forward to.

See him smile, clearly sick, funny up is still so eye-catching, good-looking.

Feng Mo Chen was a little stunned.

Her eyes color a turn, said: "see you are for my injury's sake, I am reluctant to give you a song."