"Okay," he said casually.

From his expression, could feel that he was very unhappy, but he suppressed it and did not attack.

Shaoyin touched his head again, then turned and left.

The top of Pei Jiufeng's head still had the feeling of being rubbed.

His lips were pressed together tightly, some disgust, some embarrassment, and some indescribable feelings.

He lay straight on the bed, thinking about things in a mess. When the concoction cools down, drink it all in one gulp.

It was terribly painful, it made me want to vomit.

Then, he encountered an embarrassing thing - he drank a bowl of bone broth in the morning, and now he drank a bowl of concoction, and he wanted to take it easy.

My bladder was about to explode.

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In the end, he couldn't hold it any longer, endured the pain, lifted the quilt, got out of bed carefully, leaned against the wall, and moved out with one leg.

Can't wait for Shaoyin to come back.

She is a girl's family, how could he be helped by her to Xiaojie?

He tightened his lips and moved to the toilet little by little. After urinating, he moved back into the house little by little.

During the trip, he was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, he was careful enough not to hurt his broken leg.

Lying on the bed again, the effect of the medicine gradually came up, and he fell asleep again in a daze.

When he woke up again, Shaoyin had already returned.

Pei Jiufeng heard movement in the yard and smelled the aroma of rice.

His eyes lit up involuntarily, he opened his mouth to call, but got stuck.

He didn't know what to call her.

elder sister? impossible.

Dachun? Kind of impolite.

After thinking about it, he hummed.

The busy people outside seemed to hear it, and the footsteps were getting closer.

"Dagen, are you awake?"

Pei Jiufeng looked towards the door: "Have you cooked porridge?"

"No, I'm bored." Shaoyin walked into the room with a smile, with a happy look on her face, "I'll give you some rice at noon!"

Pei Jiufeng's eyes were fixed on her swollen cheeks and her awkward walking posture, her eyes sank: "What's going on?"

"It's okay." Shaoyin said nonchalantly, "It will be fine in two days." He approached the bed and asked him, "Do you want to go to the thatched hut?"

Pei Jiufeng's body froze, and she immediately forgot to ask about her injury, her eyes flashed: "I don't want to!"

After speaking, she squeezed her lips tightly and turned her head away.

Shaoyin smiled and took out a pottery pot from under the bed: "Hey, I prepared it for you."

Pei Jiufeng saw that the pottery pot was very new.

There is no such utensil at home, it is only possible that she bought it newly.

"Why are you willing to buy this?" he asked suspiciously.

She is very picky, and it costs twenty to thirty cents to buy a pottery pot, and even if it is flawed, it costs more than ten cents. How could she be willing to spend this money?

Shaoyin smiled proudly: "Because we are rich now."

She bent down, approached him and whispered, "Our family now has twenty taels of silver."

Pei Jiufeng was startled, her eyes widened unconsciously: "Where did you come from?!"

Shaoyin's expression became even more smug, she tucked the loose hair behind her ear, and said smugly, "Didn't you draw a picture for Mr. Wang? I've got the money back!"

With consternation on his face, Pei Jiufeng's eyes widened: "You were injured by them?!"

"That's nothing, they didn't dare to kill me." Shaoyin said, rubbing the wound on her face, hissing and breathing, "I thought about it, you painted them, and they interrupted even if they didn't give money. Your legs, slander you as a thief, I'm angry! Why?!"

Pei Jiufeng stared at her injured face and looked at her body again.

The servants beside Wang Li and the others are all strong and powerful. Is Wang Dachun's fragile body enough to kick them?

An anger rose from the bottom of my heart: "Who let you go?!"

He glared at her viciously, wishing to bite her to death!

That is his enemy, and he wants to avenge himself!

He also thought that this was the plan of the demon, but it was a trick of the demon to attack him, and he wanted him to have a brother-in-law relationship with Wang Dachun, and he was even more annoyed!

"What is fierce?" Shaoyin waved his hand and cut off his head, and also widened his eyes, "Can I do it if I don't go? You have broken your leg and injured your bones for a hundred days, what to eat and drink? If the legs are not well maintained, they will be useless in the future!"

"Winter is coming soon. Winter is even harder. You are equivalent to a crippled person. How can I feed the two of us? What do you think?" She glared at him and said angrily, "Don't need this money, we'll just make it this winter. Starve to death! Go and ask for this money, but you may be beaten to death! Why not ask for it?!”

Pei Jiufeng pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Feeling suffocated!

He rejected the demon's arrangement for him.

It was already obvious that the demon wanted him to have feelings for Wang Dachun.

He thought so at the beginning, but Wang Dachun was not gentle and amiable. He would murder him, beat him and scold him, and leave him alone outside the city. He once suspected that he was wrong.

But now it seems that it is obvious that the monster's means are better!

Because of this kind of brotherhood, it is more real.

If Wang Dachun was just kind to him and tolerated in every possible way, it would be too false and would only make him feel sick.

On the contrary, it is now that he feels that Wang Dachun is a living person, not an illusion arranged by a demon.

Suddenly, his heart moved.

Could it be that Wang Dachun and Wang Dagen really exist?!

He is the Son of Heaven during the day and Wang Dagen at night?!

His pupils shrunk suddenly, his fists clenched, and a storm surged in his chest, making him a little dazzled.

If this is the case, then the demon's ability is truly sky-high!

"Do you want to take it easy?" The body was pushed and his thoughts were interrupted.Pei Jiufeng turned her face and saw that Shaoyin gestured to him with a pottery basin.