Chapter 75 My son, your design is broken (19)
There are many thorns here, and Nongying tried her best to lift the hem of her clothes, but she still got scratched in a few places, but now she is curious about this attic full of mystery, so she doesn't care about these.

After exhausting a lot of strength, she finally came over from the thorn bush, and she carefully looked at the attic.

The dark red wooden door has already formed a lot of cobwebs, stepping on it lightly can raise dust all over the sky, and the lock on the wooden door is already stained with rust.

It seems that this place is really abandoned.

She was just about to raise her hand to take a look, when suddenly someone called her not far away, "Miss Nongying."

The sound came suddenly, scared Nongying hastily withdrew his hand and looked over.

The person who came was Wu Ling who was used to blushing.

Wu Ling's qinggong is good, and she crossed the thorn bushes, quickly came to Nongying, and asked: "Why did Miss Nongying come here? This place has been deserted for a long time, and it is very dangerous."

"I'm just watching..."

"Let the little one take you out first."

Without giving her a chance to speak, Wu Ling took her out directly.

As soon as Nongying stood firm, he took another look back and asked, "Where is..."

"Miss Nongying, the son is feeling better today, let me take you to see him."

Nong Ying originally wanted to ask what happened to the attic, but when Wu Ling mentioned Fu Xi, she immediately focused her attention on Fu Xi.

With a bit of joy in his brows and eyes, he asked, "Brother is looking for me? Then...then you take me there quickly."

Where Nongying couldn't see, Wu Ling glanced at the abandoned attic and breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, he took Nongying to find Fuxi.

When Nongying arrived, Fu Xi had just finished drinking the medicine, and when he saw that little girl, there was an indelible tenderness in his eyes.

It should be because of frequent illnesses, and his skin became a little paler, so Fuxi beckoned to let Nongying pass.

Seeing his weak appearance, Nongying felt distressed for no reason, she went to sit by his bed, and directly held his hand.

He asked with concern: "Brother, are you feeling better now?"

"much better."

Although the lip color is still a little pale, it is indeed much more energetic than before.

Nong Ying glanced at Wu Ling in the room, so he lost his scruples and said directly: "Brother, why did you go to the palace and come back so seriously ill? Could it be that dog... the emperor did it to you?" what?"

A long time ago, Fuxi knew that Nongying didn't like Xiao Bochan, and even hated him to the bone.

But he was not happy at all, raised his hand to rub her hair, and said gently: "It's fine to say these words in front of me, but in front of others, Xiaoying can remember, don't be caught by others."

Companion to a gentleman is like companion to a tiger, who knows how to play shadows.

In order not to worry Fu Xi, she still nodded.

The obedient and soft appearance made Fu Xi pinch her cheek lightly.

Immediately, Nongying's face turned red again.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with her coming to Fu Xi, but she has developed a habit of relying on him during this time, and she always wants to stay by his side more.

She also visited Fu Xi now, but she still didn't want to leave and held his hand tightly.

Originally, Nongying thought that his body was weak, and his hands should not have done rough work other than holding a pen.

That hand must also be clean and white, but she clenched it so tightly that she could actually feel the roughness of his palm.

Nongying spread out his palm in surprise, and found that there were thick calluses on his palm.

Nongying was puzzled, so he raised his head and asked him, "Brother, why are there so many calluses on your hands?"

(End of this chapter)

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