Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Feng Mucheng's eyes widened as he stared at him, then he laughed wantonly, "You, you! We, the master and the disciple, are destined to have the same fate! The Ying'er in your dream... I'm the only one who knows where she is... where she is!"

Before he could finish his words, the person had already left.

Looking at Feng Musheng who had passed away, Feng Zisu burst into tears.

"Tell me clearly, where is Ying'er? Where?" Li Mochen shook Feng Muchen's body violently, but he could no longer answer.

Feng Zisu pushed him away, picked up her once-arrogant father with great effort, and staggered out of the secret passage.

Ye Huan took a step forward and tried to stop her, but Li Mochen grabbed his arm and said, "Let her go!"

At least, leave him someone to bury him.

From the moment he knew the truth, Li Mochen had been thinking about killing Feng Mucheng one day. But now that he had killed him, he did not feel any pleasure at all. Instead, he fell into greater loss and pain.

"Ying'er, Ying'er... where are you?"

Ye Huan seldom saw Li Mochen so distraught, and looked at the staggering figure in confusion.

……

Under the fierce attack of the men in black, Si Wenming was injured and unconscious, and kept calling out "Xiao Qiao...Lao Mu!"

The owner of the house really loves Miss Yu so much that he even cares about her dog.

He was unconscious and kept mumbling.

But where was the dog?

Si Fangfang stayed by the couch and took good care of her.

An Yan came several times to replace her, but was rejected by Si Fangfang every time.

An Yan kept a decent smile on her face the whole time, only when she was leaving the door, she turned back to look at the unconscious head of the family, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but tremble slightly.

I don't know if I'm nervous or worried, or...

Li Lingyan was wearing an invisibility cloak and hiding in the dark, so he only suffered minor injuries. Seeing that Wen Ming was not in danger of death, he focused on finding Yu Xiaoqiao.

But after searching for several days, there was no clue.

I was so anxious that I didn't sleep or eat anything for several nights.

If he knew that Yu Xiaoqiao, at this moment, enjoyed every meal with great pleasure except for not being able to eat seafood, beef and mutton, would he beat her up?

After eating and drinking her fill, Yu Xiaoqiao spread her hands and said, "There are three great joys in life: the wedding night, passing the imperial examination, and meeting an old friend in a foreign land!"

"Who is your old acquaintance! By the way, you are not... afraid at all! Being kidnapped by a playboy like me, you eat well and sleep well! You are really a... freak!" Nangong Yao rolled her eyes.

Yu Xiaoqiao didn't seem to notice at all. He spoke in a clumsy manner and sighed, "Mr. Nangong, you have a handsome face and are very pleasing to the eyes. I am naturally in a good mood!"

Nangong Yao clumsily cleaned up the dishes and unskillfully swept the floor with a broom, dropping a piece here and a corner there...

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at him intently as if he was admiring a rare treasure, with a warm smile on her lips.

My cleaning ability hasn't improved at all.

That year, Feng Xuenuo resigned and moved from Wuhan to Beijing, living in a rented house with her. Yu Xiaoqiao did all the cleaning and cooked all the meals.

Nangong Yao felt a little embarrassed when Yu Xiaoqiao stared at her. She swallowed her saliva and said, "Ms. Yu, are you really obsessed with me? You've fallen in love with someone else in just three days... Master Si, you must be heartbroken!"

Yu Xiaoqiao seemed not to hear anything and said nothing, still watching intently.

Nangong Yao coughed twice and continued sweeping the floor. However, he could not stand the scorching gazes, so he finally swept to the door and ran out of the house.

I almost fell when I stepped over the threshold.

Yu Xiaoqiao kept looking at the door with a smile on her face, then she slowly lay down and closed her eyes to rest.

After a while, she fell asleep again. When she woke up, it was already dusk.

The slanting sunlight shines into the room, reflected on Yu Xiaoqiao's smiling face.

Strangely, dinner was not brought by Nangong Yao, but by a maid, and he was not seen for two days. I don't know if he was avoiding me on purpose or was busy with something else.

Yu Xiaoqiao's health has improved a lot, at least she can walk. She tried to activate the space, but failed.

Never encountered such a situation before!

She felt a little panicked, wondering what the reason was.

"What's wrong, my beauty? You miss me so much after not seeing me for just one day?" A familiar but increasingly frivolous voice came.

Yu Xiaoqiao came out of her deep thoughts and smiled, "Yes! Unfortunately, the beauty is not at the east wall."

"Okay, I'll set up a tent tonight and live under the east wall." Nangong Yao came in with a tray of delicious food. There were dishes placed on the small table, all of which were Yu Xiaoqiao's favorite.

Yu Xiaoqiao was drooling with greed, but she deliberately frowned and said in great pain: "I don't have any appetite at all. How can you treat the person you love like this! It's too miserable to be your wife!"

"Aren't these all your favorites from the past..." Nangong Yao saw through her little thoughts, "How difficult to please! The eldest daughter of the Yu Xiang family in Daxin, in the past... Tsk tsk! She has a noble body and a picky appetite!"

As he said this, he put the dishes on the tray and said, "If you don't want to eat it, pour it out and feed it to the dog!"

Seeing that he was serious, Yu Xiaoqiao quickly reached out to stop him, then realized something was wrong, so she covered her wound tightly and cried out in pain.

All he's missing is rolling around on the bed!

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that the wound hurts and it’s difficult for me to perform.

Seeing her painful and hideous expression, Nangong Yao was so scared that he ran out to call a doctor.

Yu Xiaoqiao hurriedly sat up and cried out "ouch", sweeping away the food on the table like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

When Nangong Yao dragged the doctor and ran into the house, panting, she was just eating and picking her teeth.

"Yao, the fried gladiolus is a bit salty, and the braised spareribs are old. I'll improve it next time!"

Nangong Yao was stunned. Seeing that she was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, signaling the doctor to leave. He knew that she was pretending, but he couldn't get angry.

"You're so pretentious. It's good enough that you have something to eat. Why are you so picky?" Nangong Yao sat down beside her and reached out to touch her forehead. Seeing that it was warm and cool, he felt relieved.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled frivolously and stretched lazily, "Sitting and lying down every day, I never see the sun, my arms and legs are all rusty! Even a good person would get sick from holding it in, not to mention that I'm disabled to begin with!"

Nangong Yao stood up and moved the small table aside, then gently helped her up, fearing that any force would tear her newly healed wound.

She didn't care at all. She casually hooked her arm around his shoulders, smiled intimately and gave him a wink.

Nangong Yao instinctively blew her a kiss, but suddenly felt something was wrong, so he coughed twice and helped her out.

Yu Xiaoqiao seemed not to notice and said coquettishly, "Would you like to sit over there?"

"The wind is strong!" Nangong Yao rolled his eyes and refused coldly.

Yu Xiaoqiao shrugged and was helped to the corridor in the opposite direction.

"Since you like me, I also think you are good. Can we get to know each other better?" Yu Xiaoqiao's lips curved into a cunning arc, and her clear eyes were full of sincerity.

Nangong Yao clenched his fists, and smiled with his narrow eyes, "Okay! How can we get to know each other better?"

"How about a question and answer?" Yu Xiaoqiao said with a smile.

They played this game often in their previous life. Whenever they were unhappy, in trouble, or having a quarrel... they would play this game.

I don't believe you and I won't reveal any clues.

Nangong Yao stared at Yu Xiaoqiao meaningfully, his eyes narrowed into slits, and hooked his fingers, "Come over here!"

Yu Xiaoqiao: "If you don't ask, what's the point of asking..."

Nangong Yao: “I understand!”