Master, beautiful and delicious

Chapter 134 Dissolution of the marriage contract (1)
Standing aside, Zhao Lingcang watched the two figures disappear into the room, couldn't help clenching her fists, her eyes darkened.

No name.

Meng Fengyao was sitting at the back door drinking tea, looking at the beautiful scenery but his thoughts had already flown away.

"Mr. Meng! Mr. Meng..."

Suddenly there was a call from the courtyard, and the strange voice pulled back Meng Fengyao's thoughts. Although the voice was a little strange, but the tone...could it be Thirteen?

Thinking of this, Meng Fengyao froze and put down the teacup and got up abruptly. Just as he turned around, he saw that black figure walking into the room quickly. When his eyes fell on the person in his arms, he was not only stunned, Yun Wanqing!

Looking at the blue figure in front of the French window, Shisan breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Meng, my son has a fever, please treat her quickly!"

What?Have a fever?Meng Fengyao was startled when he heard the words, his movements were faster than his reactions, he had already walked over quickly, and when he got closer, his face turned red, he stretched out his hand to test the temperature, his eyes darkened, "Follow me."

After a moment.

Meng Fengyao withdrew his hand and put away the needle pouch, Jianmei never let go from the beginning to the end.

On the bed Yun Wanqing was lying quietly, her forehead was covered with sweat, her brows were slightly frowned, and she looked very uncomfortable.

Seeing Meng Fengyao get up, Shisan immediately went to the bed, twisted the handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat off Yun Wanqing's face, "Mr. Meng, how is my young master?"

"I've already given the needle and the fever will subside soon. I'll go down and decoct the medicine first. You take good care of her here." Putting the needle bag back on the shelf, Meng Fengyao turned around and saw the eyes of the figure beside the bed. In the dark, it seems that Thirteen really cares about Yun Wanqing, the anxiety just now and the worry now are not fake, and the care of her is also meticulous, so familiar.How could a cold-blooded and ruthless killer be so gentle to people? Maybe he really wasn't Sleeping Blood.

"Thank you Mr. Meng, I will." Thirteen bowed his head and thanked in a low voice.

Hearing the sound, Meng Fengyao came back to his senses, and suddenly looked away, "I'll make the medicine in the afternoon first, and you take good care of her here."

"Excuse me sir."

"This is my duty, there is no need to be so polite." Meng Fengyao frowned, turned and walked out.

"Thirteen...thirteen..."

The weak voice was hoarse, and the person on the bed whispered unconsciously, and the call made both of them stunned.

Looking at the frail little face and frowning willow eyebrows, Shisan's heart tightened, he reached out to hold the fumbling hand, and said softly, "I'm here."

Finding the familiar body temperature, Yun Wanqing involuntarily clenched it tightly, and murmured in pain, "Thirteen... so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable... Thirteen..."

"It's all right, it will be all right soon, Thirteen is here." Thirteen comforted in a low voice, and clenched the palm of his hand.

Meng Fengyao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked out quickly. Once he walked out of the room, he leaned against the window weakly. What happened to him?Why did I feel like I was possessed by a demon just now?It was sore and uncomfortable, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. How could he feel this way?
When she was unconscious, she pronounced Thirteen's name. Is Thirteen the most important person in her heart?What about him?What is his position in her heart?
Thinking of this, Meng Fengyao suddenly came back to his senses!

God!What was he thinking about!How could he think these things?It must be because I didn't sleep last night and I was so confused, it must be!Go to decoction!Yes, go to decoction!

In the room, Thirteen quietly sat on the edge of the bed and watched, still holding Yun Wanqing's hand tightly in his palm, looking at the sleepy little face, a faint smile could not help but appear on the corner of his lips, "You have been They are all chanting my name, and it is still the same now, has everything not changed?"

Last night he saw her enter the room with Lan Xiran, he didn't know what they were doing, and he didn't know what happened when he left, she didn't mention a word to him about it, but he It felt that Lan Xiran's attitude towards her was obviously different.And when he took her from his arms last night, his eyes seemed to be robbed of the most important thing, so cold and sharp.

She only said that Meng Fengyao knew her identity, did Lan Xiran also know?
Why had she learned to hide it from him now?No matter what it was before, she would never hide it from him.Now that they have run into an old friend, maybe they are about to separate, Xueming Academy really shouldn't come.

On the other side, Murong Liangchen came back to Wumingju after returning from sword practice early in the morning. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Meng Fengyao who was decocting medicine at the door, "Decoction? Who is sick?" Murong muttered doubtfully Liang Chen strode over, and when he got closer, he realized that Meng Fengyao was staring at the stove in a daze, apparently already out of his wits, and hadn't noticed her existence at all.

"Hey!"

His shoulders sank, Meng Fengyao came back to his senses in a daze, raised his eyes and met a approaching face, "Chen'er? When did you come?"

"When did I come here?" Murong Liangchen snorted, and sat down on the spot with his arms around Meng Fengyao's shoulders, "You still ask me when I came here? I said that Meng Fengyao hasn't seen you for a few years, it's really too late." The more you are dumbfounded, you used to be dumbfounded by reading, but now you are also dumbfounded by teaching?"

Hearing the words, Meng Fengyao frowned helplessly, and turned his attention back to the fire, "Okay, stop teasing me."

Murong Liangchen shrugged noncommittally, and frowned when his eyes fell on the medicine jar, and he raised his eyes, "Who has a cold?" Guess? Is it the snow-famous mountain chief carved in powder and jade?"

Speaking of which, she has never seen any kind of beautiful man in the rivers and lakes for many years, but only after entering Xueming Academy did she know what a real beautiful man is, and the beauty that transcends the difference between men and women is the real stunning beauty!Meng Fengyao is the same guy, he was still a bit popular before, but now he has retreated to the mountains and forests, he has no popularity at all. It is more correct to say that these few in the academy are immortals than evildoers!How can a man look like this, a man should be able to stand up to the sky, look at these people who are powerless... Sigh!

There are also little dolls, so exquisite that people want to confess, they are really not manly at all, I really don't know how these few will marry wives in the future?Looking at their faces, which woman would dare to marry them?Ashamed of myself!

(End of this chapter)