Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

Not long after, the person Rong Fei tired of looking for to see Xu Ziying's wound came.

Du Yi seemed to be chased by a dog, panting while holding the medicine box, his smiling eyes narrowed when he saw Xu Ziying, but seeing the colorfully decorated store here, he was afraid to come in at the door of the cloth shop.

"Master Xu..."

"What are you looking at, come in." Xu Ziying beckoned him to come in, thinking he was the one who came, so there was nothing surprising.

Because he ran into Rong Feiyan, Xu Yu went to buy daily necessities by himself, leaving Xu Ziying to stay in the shop to look after the shop. He took Du Yi to sit in the front hall, took out the medicinal wine Zhou Yunke gave him, and asked.

"Help me see how this medicinal wine is."

Du Yi pulled out the medicine stopper, took out a little and put it on his finger, smudged it and smelled it: "Mr. Xu, this is a medicinal wine that is only granted by the palace, and it is the best thing."

"That's fine." Xu Ziying didn't give Du Yi a chance to question, put away the medicine bottle, and handed him a plate of flower cakes from behind.

As soon as Du saw the food, he forgot everything, but he also knew what he was here for today, so he quickly finished eating and checked Xu Ziying's injuries, with doubts on his delicate face.

Xu Ziying asked: "What's wrong?"

Du Yi shook his head and rummaged through the medicine box: "Master Xu, may I ask you how this injury was caused?"

Xu Ziying remained silent, and Du Yi added: "I, I'm not just here to ask for Lord Hou. If Mr. Xu doesn't reveal a little, I really can't prescribe the right medicine."

What Xu Ziying likes the most is Du Yi's disposition of not being able to tell lies, and he blames himself for being a little too aggressive. He lowered his eyes and said, "Something happened, it should be... someone beat me up."

Hearing this, Du Yi suppressed the astonishment on his face, rummaged through the medicine box again, took out the bottles and jars to Xu Ziying, and instructed.

"Mr. Xu, this medicine is not complete. I will bring it to you after I prepare it. Although there are too many bruises, fortunately there is no injury to the muscles and bones. Your body is much better than before. You will be fine after a few more days." .”

Xu Ziying took the medicine, thinking that although he was in pain, he didn't die from the pain, and he could still talk and walk normally, which meant that his running in Bian Mo City was not in vain.

Xu Rongfei was tired of giving instructions, Du didn't stay for a moment, packed up the medicine box and was about to leave, Xu Ziying thought about it and wanted to stop him.

"You gave me the medicine for headache, and I still want to drink it."

Du Yidao: "Mr. Xu's headache relapsed?"

Xu Ziying sighed: "Don't mention it, it's not good at all. When I get excited, I get a headache. I think it's probably because Rong Fei got tired of it."

Du Yi laughed dryly, and said: "Then I'll continue to dispense the medicine for Mr. Xu. Don't worry, I won't tell Lord Hou about this matter."

Xu Ziying patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Not bad."

Not long after, Du Yi came back, brought a bunch of medicinal materials in large and small bags, and brought a jar of decoction, told him in detail how to apply the ointment, how to decoct that medicinal material, and wrote a list for him .

After Xu Ziying thanked him, seeing that he was hesitant to speak, she asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter, is there something else?"

Du Yi smiled foolishly, hesitated and said: "That's right, Master Hou invited you to sit at the mansion."

Xu Ziying said without thinking, "Do you think I will go?"

Du Yi scratched his head: "Master Hou knew that you would not go, and told me to tell the young master that your uncle is detained in the Hou's mansion, and you will definitely go."

Xu Ziying said, "Ah? Bet? What do you mean?"

When Du took him to the Marquis of Yan's Mansion in Xuanle City, Rong Fei stood upright and calmly waiting for him in front of the lavish gate, and waved to him when he came over.

"Yingying, you're here."

Xu Ziying stepped up the steps and walked in front of Rong Feiyan. Just as he was about to question him, he saw a woman who looked like a nurse behind her, holding a baby with brown curly hair in her arms.

He looked at Rong Feiyan again: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Rong Fei crossed his arms and smiled, "I just want you to go home."

"Go home? What home?"

Rong Fei pointed to the sleeping baby tiredly, then pointed to the plaque on the Hou Mansion, and finally pointed to Xu Ziying: "My child, we still have Yingying at home, this is our home."

Xu Ziying slapped his hand away, and a thin layer of red covered his fair neck. He stared and said, "This trick is useless to me. I have nothing to do with you now. Let my uncle go!"

"Yingying, please speak softly, carefully to scare the child." Rong Fei was tired of answering irrelevant questions, but still smiled freely.

Xu Ziying held his breath in his throat, Rong Feiyan was obviously playing a scoundrel, he thought he would be free if the deed of prostitution was ruined, but now why does he feel that he has nothing to do with this guy?

Xu Ziying didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he rushed directly into the Hou's mansion, and Rong Fei followed behind with a tired smile, watching Xu Ziying wander around.

The house was obviously newly built, the textures carved on the walls hadn't been polished, the red paint on the pillars hadn't dried yet, and a pile of unplanted flowers and plants piled up beside the gravel road, making it even more messy.

Xu Ziying finally turned around and said, "Where's my uncle?! You must be sick. Why arrest him?"

Rong Fei innocently raised his hands in surrender, raised his eyebrows and said: "Master Ben didn't arrest him, he sent him to the door himself, and followed me furtively, so naturally I can't pretend I didn't see him."

Xu Ziying was at a loss for words for a moment, then he paused and said, "What..." Then he recalled that Xu Yu said that he wanted to try Rong Feiyan, did he just try this?track?

Rong Feiyan continued: "Xu Yu? I've already asked about this person. Back then, he was a well-known young lady in the Goulan Courtyard. He followed me in the clear sky and daylight. Do you want to be famous as the Marquis?"

Xu Ziying grinds her back molars: "You don't even have a face, what else?"

"Love for you."

Rong Fei grinned grinningly, the greasy quotations from other people's mouths actually added a bit of affection to his handsome face.

He stepped forward and grabbed Xu Ziying's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I arrested him to prove that you are the only one in my heart."

As he spoke, he grabbed Xu Ziying's hand and put it on his heart: "You are the only one here."

Xu Ziying raised his eyes, instead of looking at each other for a while, he directly punched him in the heart, Rong Fei dodged it lightly, and hugged him instead.

"What are you doing Yingying? Murder your own husband?"

Xu Ziying said: "My husband, you are tall! What are you going to do?"

Rong Fei said angrily: "Yingying, don't be angry, Lord Hou, I just want to see your injuries, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

"Just for this?"

Rong Fei said with a tired smile: "Naturally."

Xu Ziying: "Hehe, why should I show you?"

"If you don't show it, then I can only ask your uncle to sit in the house for a while longer."

"You!" Xu Ziying pushed him away.

Rong Feiyan continued: "Hey, I won't do anything, just find an empty room, and I'll just have a look."

Xu Ziying's body was covered with bruises, and if he wanted to see it, he would have to take it all off.

He didn't understand whether Rong Feiyan really cared about him or what he was going to do, an inexplicable sense of humiliation welled up in his heart, his head throbbed for a while, and he turned and walked to another courtyard inside.

There were weapon racks on both sides of the yard, and a row of sharp weapons stood on them. Xu Ziying supported the rack with one hand, and his ears were buzzing.

"Yingying..."

"Don't come here!" Xu Ziying made a "clang", and drew out a sharp white sword, pointing the blade at Rong Feiyan.

Rong Fei was weary of pausing, and told his servants not to come in if they heard any noise, and said to Xu Ziying in a slow voice.

"Yingying, put down the sword."