The master and the disciple looked at each other, and Wang Yi whispered, "Master, how about we go?"

"Ok?"

Chang Baicao was puzzled, "What are you afraid of? Don't you know how to sew?"

"I don't want to sew him up."

Wang Yi muttered, "If it weren't for him, Master's family wouldn't have become like this. Master, although he wasn't injured, must have been frightened!"

"You have a point."

The master and disciple were chirping in the crowd, and Feng Junxiao heard it all.

"Zhang Ye, bring the master and disciple here!"

“Uh, yes…”

Zhang Ye glanced at the two of them and said through his nasal voice, "Just say it, and why are you saying it so blatantly? The Regent is very angry."

"Ahem! Please, both of you!"

Zhang Ye made a gesture of invitation and took them over.

When they arrived in front of Feng Yunxiao, the master and disciple looked at each other and laughed dryly.

Wang Yi: "Ah... Master, the weather is nice today!"

"Ah, yes, the weather is nice, with wind, clouds and sunshine..."

"It's cloudy today."

Feng Yunxiao's words made the master and disciple shut up, and they stood aside with their heads down and clasped their hands.

This is extremely embarrassing.

"Come and sew me up!"

Feng Junxiao shot a cold look at them, "Do you want me to go and invite you in a sedan chair?"

It's really getting worse the longer you live!

Wang Yi started to cricket again, "Master, you go, I can't sew well."

"Nonsense, go ahead, you're young and have good eyesight."

"I'm not going. I didn't sleep well last night and my hands are shaking."

Wang Yi grumbled and was unwilling to go over.

Chang Baicao was also reluctant to go, saying, "Master didn't sleep well last night and feels very uncomfortable. You should go quickly!"

He kicked Wang Yi and pushed him directly in front of Feng Yunxiao, "Hurry up!"

Wang Yi met Feng Yunxiao's cold gaze, feeling aggrieved, his eyes red with aggrieved feeling.

"You're a grown man, why are you crying?!"

Feng Junxiao growled in anger, his hands shaking, "Come here! Sew it up!"

Wang Yi said "Oh" in annoyance and walked to Feng Junxiao's side. "There are no tools here, so you have to come with me to the clinic."

In fact, he could have taken the thing and used it, but he knew Feng Junxiao was afraid of pain, and thinking of what happened last night, he deliberately made Feng Junxiao feel uncomfortable.

"Bring the things here."

"Okay, then you wait."

When Wang Yi left, he gave Chang Baicao a meaningful look. Chang Baicao understood what he meant and looked away, praying in his heart that Feng Junxiao would not die from the pain.

Soon, Wang Yi came over with his small medicine box, looking excited, and said, "Regent, here I come!"

Wang Yi couldn't hide the excitement on his face. He twisted his body and ran over to Feng Junxiao, putting the box down and saying, "I brought everything!"

He had a flattering look on his face, which made Feng Junxiao feel creepy.

"Let's do it."

"okay!"

Wang Yi excitedly took out all the utensils and placed them in order. "Please, Your Majesty, undress."

Zhang Ye stepped forward to help him take off his coat, revealing the wound that had been torn open by the battle with the enemy, which was a bloody mess.

"Please bear with me. I need to open the previously stitched wound first, then deal with the rotten flesh and stitch it up again."

"...If you want to do it, just do it. You don't need to explain to me."

md.

For things like this, why should you just do it directly? Why should you say it out loud later?

"Okay okay."

Wang Yi smiled harmlessly, picked up the stitch remover, and said with a smile, "Please bear with it, it may be a little painful."

"Do it!"

Feng Junxiao roared impatiently. Zhang Ye sensibly brought him a handkerchief and said, "If it really hurts, bite this."

Feng Junxiao glared at him, and he retreated away in shame.

When removing the stitches, Wang Yi's movements were relatively gentle, so it wasn't difficult to endure.

When he was pulling out the string, he made a 'whoosh' sound, causing Feng Junxiao to gasp in pain and grit his teeth.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Yi asked, "Then I should be careful?"

"Shut up!"

"Ok."

Wang Yi smacked his lips in grievance, "I need to clean up the rotten meat!

"..."

God damn it, I really want to drag him out and kill him!

Cut it down and carve it out.

"Well!"

Feng Junxiao cried out in pain.

Another knife, cut the meat~

"hiss--"

Many knives, clang, crack!

Feng Junxiao politely bit the handkerchief given by Zhang Ye. Why did he remember that it didn't hurt so much when Wen Qingzhi cleaned his wound?

After Wang Yi finished cleaning the rotten flesh, Feng Yunxiao almost fainted from the pain!

He was pale, weak all over, with cold sweat hanging down his head and his back soaked.

"Oh, my cooking skills are not good enough. Did I hurt you?"

Wang Yi asked rudely, but the strength in his hands did not loosen at all, and was gradually increasing. "Then I will be gentler, please bear with it!"

Feng Junxiao's tall body gradually pressed down, it hurts!

Chang Baicao and Zhang Ye's lover stood aside and watched the scene, and couldn't help grinning.

That was done forcefully, by force...

Even after Wang Yi finished stitching, Feng Yunxiao felt like he had lost a life. "With your skills... don't go out and hurt others in the future!"

"what?"

Wang Yi started to play dumb, "What's wrong with my cooking skills?"

"Master said, I learn very quickly."

"She's crazy, saying you have good cooking skills..."

Zhang Ye helped Feng Junxiao put on his clothes, helped him to bed and rest, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "You should have a good rest. The defense outside has been strengthened."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard Wang Yi exclaim, "Oops! I forgot to give the Regent Ma Fei San!"

He quickly stepped forward and knelt on the ground. "I made a mistake, please forgive me, Your Majesty the Regent."

Feng Junxiao widened his eyes in disbelief, "How dare you!"

Wang Yi said innocently, "I just forgot...it wasn't intentional."

He just relies on the fact that his master and Feng Yunxiao are in a relationship, so... he becomes arrogant because of the favor?

Feng Junxiao's fists crackled. "Get out! Don't let me see you, or I'll kill you!"

"Hey! I'll get out of here now."

After he finished speaking, he got up, packed up his tools, and ran away with his master.

Hee hee, he wants to tell his master this good news!!

When Wen Qingzhi learned the news, she was stunned for a moment.

In the past, she had always been alone, and no one would stand up for her even when she was hurt.

Now... her own disciple was risking his own head to help her deal with Feng Yunxiao. For a moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"very good."

She nodded. "But don't do this again in the future. Feng Junxiao has a strange and unpredictable personality. It's inevitable that he will really make trouble for you."

Master is worried about himself!!

At this moment, Wang Yi was like a big dog, smiling happily and nodding in agreement.

"Okay, come and eat."

"it is good!"

The two sat down and said, "What happened last night..."

"What happened last night?"

Wen Qingzhi looked up and stared at the two of them. "A thief broke into the mansion last night. Now that Zhentian Mansion has taken over the matter, they will give us reasonable justice."

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