Jing Yirong still felt that she had been slapped hard. The key was that the person who slapped her so easily found the reason for her deepest fear and panic. Jing Yirong stood on the spot and stared at the night with her bright eyes. Yu. After a long time, he gradually calmed down and faced Ye Yu with a smile that even he thought was ferocious. "When I put Ye Xieming's head in front of your eyes one day, you will have the answer. "
After saying that, Jing Yirong left like a gust of wind. Ye Yu dragged his weak body step by step to the door and looked at Jing Yirong's figure disappearing above the eaves. His brows furrowed involuntarily. "I'd rather you never said anything to him. Don't worry about it at all." He sighed. Jing Yirong, do you know that what you just said was too much like running away. If you smile mockingly, I would be a little relieved. I can't take over the future between Ye Xieming and you. I arrived, but I also knew that it was darkness.
Jing Yirong was thinking about Ye Yu's question on the way back to the town. It was so straightforward, so overwhelming, and so confusing. He threw his thoughts far away and stepped into the restaurant. But the restaurant was filled with solemnity.
When the waiter saw Jing Yirong, he hurriedly stepped forward. "Miss Jing, you are back."
"What happened."
"It's nothing. It's just that Mr. Ding has booked the restaurant. The restaurant will no longer accept other guests except those who have already checked in. Now we will wait for the girl to come back and close the door to thank guests." The waiter said as he walked around Jing Yi Rongjiang. The restaurant door is closed.
Jing Yirong glanced at the waiter. Based on her interactions with Ding Dang in the past few days, she felt that Ding Dang was not a person who knew how to show off. Now he was renting a restaurant. It seemed like something had happened to them. Could it be that they were trying to break through the border? I was injured.
Jing Yirong no longer thought about it and went back to her small courtyard. Nalan Zhijin hurriedly came to greet her. "Master, it's bad, someone is injured."
"Who?" Jing Yirong nervously looked inside the room and saw Nalan Qingyi standing there unharmed, and couldn't help but feel relaxed. "It's Mo Feiyu who is injured."
"It's his friend." Nalan Zhijin replied. "He had a friend who also wanted to find Xue Li and went to Netherworld Castle. But when he came back, he was covered in injuries and is now lying unconscious in the house. Originally, we just went I saw the excitement, but I didn’t expect Brother Feiyu to actually know that person. And they seem to have a very good relationship.”
Mo Feiyu knew Ding Dang. Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhijin. "Where are they now?"
"Rest in the attic opposite." Nalan Zhijin was helpless. "Originally, I thought that the poisonous lady could save people if she knew how to make poison. But I didn't expect that she didn't have any medical skills."
"My dear son, you are saying bad things about me again." The poisonous lady appeared out of nowhere and walked up to Nalan Zhijin. "It's normal for your foster mother to know that I don't have medical skills. Who can guarantee that everyone can be perfect. Even if you ask your master now, I'm afraid your master can only kill people but not save others."
Nalan Zhijin was a little depressed. "I told you not to call me a good son anymore. I won't recognize you as my foster mother."
Ever since Jing Yirong gave the poisonous lady a favor that day, the poisonous lady regarded herself as Nalan Zhijin's adoptive mother regardless of Nalan Zhijin's will or not. Nalan Zhijin was really troubled by the poisonous lady.
The poisonous lady smiled. "Don't be so heartless. If you don't want me to be your master, it's okay to accept me as a foster mother. Besides, I taught you some basic martial arts yesterday."
"I don't want to learn. I don't want to learn what kind of poison you practice..."
"Is there anything you shouldn't learn?" Jing Yirong suddenly interrupted Nalan Zhijin's voice. "Zhijin, do you think your martial arts are high enough? You don't need to learn any more skills to survive in the world."
"But master..."
Jing Yirong touched Nalan Zhijin's head. "Fool, if she wants to teach you, just learn. Anyway, she taught you voluntarily. As for whether you recognize her as your foster mother, that's your freedom."
"I understand." Nalan Zhijin nodded resignedly. He didn't understand why the master would agree to learn the poisonous lady's martial arts.
Jing Yirong smiled and walked towards Nalan Qingyi inside the room.
The poisonous lady clicked her tongue. "My dear son, your master is too shrewd. He's not cute at all. Don't be like her."
"Don't speak ill of my master." Nalan Zhijin glared at the poisonous lady.
The poisonous lady was helpless. "I said Nalan Zhijin that one day you will protect me like you protect your master. But don't worry, Liu Mo is busy saving people recently and I don't have time to compete with him. So I will fight with you during this period." Spend time. One day you will willingly accept me as your adoptive mother."
Nalan Zhijin looked away. He didn’t know why women like this kept staring at him.
Jing Yirong stepped into the room and looked at the smile in Nalan Qingyi's eyes, and couldn't help but smile. "What are you laughing at?"
"If Zhi Jin really accepts Madam Du as his adoptive mother, then in this case, I will be one generation younger than Madam Poison." Nalan Qingyi has been thinking about this issue for a long time.
Jing Yirong thought for a while and then smiled again. "It seems that's really what happened. But it doesn't matter. It's Zhijin who recognizes his adoptive mother, not you. If Zhijin really calls Lady Poison his adoptive mother, just pretend that you can't hear it. That’s it.”
"Only you will ignore these three posts and five permanent members." Nalan Qingyi said: "Don't you go and see Mr. Ding? He came to the restaurant with you. He is Mo Feiyu's friend. Maybe he is injured. You can help."
"We are just traveling together and don't have any friendship. Besides, I don't have any need to help him. He has already been prepared to die if he wants to get Xue Li. Why should I meddle in other people's business?" Jing Yirong refused in a few words. Lan Qingyi's suggestion.
Nalan Qingyi didn't say anything after hearing Jing Yirong's answer. Jing Yirong spoke again. "Now the things here are almost over. How about we go back to Yu Kingdom."
"Okay." Nalan Qingyi replied.
But Jing Yirong's desire to return to Yu Country was not so easy to recover. After lunch break, Mo Feiyu found Jing Yirong with a serious look on his face. "Miss Jing..."
"You didn't know that you and the young master of Siyu Villa actually know each other." Jing Yirong spoke before Mo Feiyu could speak. His casual attitude was in sharp contrast to Mo Feiyu's eagerness.
Mo Feiyu said: "Ding Dang is my sworn brother. When I was traveling around the world as Master Yudi, he was the only one who knew my identity. He also became a life-and-death sworn friend with me."
"If your relationship is really so good, then why didn't he show up when you were framed?"
"I didn't accept his help." Mo Feiyu lowered his head. "He once ordered everyone in the world to find my traces, but I deliberately hid from him. So..."
Jing Yirong put down the teacup in his hand. "Now you come to me and want me to save him."
"His injuries were too serious. Although I used my inner strength to support and protect his heart, I still couldn't prevent his injuries from getting worse. Now, only by sending him to Siyu Villa can he have a chance to survive." Mo Feiyu His eyes were full of worry.
Jing Yirong looked at him. "You mean you want to escort him to Siyu Villa."
"Yes." Mo Feiyu nodded. "Although Siyu Villa is a big village in the world, there are still people who will deliberately provoke me. This time, Ding Dang came to Netherworld Castle to fight Xue Li. Many people in the world know about it. Now he is injured. I'm afraid everyone in the world knows something about him. If they attack him while he's on his way back to the villa, I'm afraid they won't be able to defeat him in his current situation."
"Mo Feiyu, why do you want to ask me for instructions? Although you are with me, you are always free. I have never regarded you as my subordinate. Whether you want to leave or stay is up to you. It's your decision. Now it's your own business to escort Ding Dang back to Siyu Villa. You don't need to report it to the police." Jing Yirong looked calm.
Mo Feiyu looked calm. "Mo Feiyu knows that in Miss Jing's heart, I am just a passerby who you occasionally help. To Miss Jing, it's no big deal for me if I have too much. But for Miss Jing, it's no big deal for me." I have taken my revenge, and Miss Jing is already my master in my heart. I, Mo Feiyu, never do anything for anyone, nor do I submit to anyone, but I am willing to follow Miss Jing and do my best for you. Miss Jing doesn’t have to care. Mo Feiyu But Feiyu had to tell Miss Jing. I can't replace Miss Xiao's position in Miss Jing's heart. But I still want to be able to help Miss Jing like Miss Xiao."
Jing Yirong was slightly surprised when she heard Mo Feiyu's words. She had never thought that Mo Feiyu could see so clearly. Mo Feiyu was different from others. He was also different from Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan had no father or mother since she was a child. He grew up in the world, so he would recognize her as his master. But Mo Feiyu was born into a scholarly family, and gained a position in the world with his own abilities. He has strong self-esteem. Such a person can respect someone, but it is difficult to give in. He is willing to be a subordinate to others.
Mo Feiyu is more responsible and flexible than she imagined. Jing Yirong looked at Mo Feiyu motionlessly. People around her left one by one, but there were still people who were willing to stay by her side so helplessly. Help yourself if you complain. Jing Yirong, are you too picky?
Mo Feiyu felt a little uncomfortable under Jing Yirong's gaze. In his impression, Jing Yirong had never looked at him so seriously except when he was helping him avenge himself. In Jing Yirong's heart, his status was not even higher than that of Jing Yirong. Not as good as Brother Nalan and Miss Xiao. Now that she was looking at him so directly, he seemed a little uncomfortable.
"Mo Feiyu, if you really want to do things for me, you must abide by my rules. In the past, I could care less about whether you go or stay. But now, everything you do must be for my sake, Jing Yirong. Your life is only for me. You can be sold to me, Jing Yirong. You don't have any chance to refute the orders I gave." Jing Yirong poured a cup and placed it in front of Mo Feiyu. "It's difficult to be the person next to me, Jing Yirong. .But once you do it, there is no room for regret, unless you die."
Mo Feiyu looked at Jing Yirong excitedly. Did her words mean that she was willing to really get close to them?
"Drink it. You will no longer be alone."
Mo Feiyu took the tea cup from Jing Yirong's hand and drank it without hesitation. Two years later, after the people around him left, no one said such words to him again. He was no longer alone.
In the eyes of Jianghu people, Jing Yirong may be vicious, but in Mo Feiyu's view, this woman is the most innocent in the world. She is simply good to the people she cares about, and she simply hates the people she hates. Now she Saying such words to herself means that she regards herself as someone close to her. Even though she is not as important as Nalan Qingyi and others, she will not let herself feel alone anymore.
"Mo Feiyu, if you drink tea, it means that you agree with what I just said. So what will happen to you now if I ask you to leave Dingdang alone?" Jing Yirong asked with a smile on his lips. He seemed so cold-blooded in the eyes of others. .