Chapter 151: When jackals block the road, why ask after the fox?

Seeing Feng Yi carry Gongsun Lü'e away, the crowd was startled. Fan Yiweng called to his disciples, intending to follow, but Li Mochou stepped forward, blocking their path. Fan Yiweng's brows tightened as he asked, "What are you doing?"

Li Mochou laughed, "Rest assured, your junior sister will not die."

Zhou Botong asked suspiciously, "What nonsense are you spouting? That girl was caught in a pincer attack by two great experts and breathed her last on the spot—how can she not be dead?"

Li Mochou gave a cold snort and said, "Is the Quanzhen Sect filled with nothing but ignorant, laughable, and hateful people?"

Zhou Botong's beard bristled: "Who are you talking about?"

Li Mochou said indifferently, "Who else could it be?"

As she spoke, her body flickered, and her fingers danced, sealing the National Teacher's vital acupoints. She said, "This man is, after all, the Mongolian National Teacher. If the Mongolian army comes searching, he can serve as a hostage. But since his martial arts are high and he is cunning, one must not be careless."

Zhou Botong was about to speak when he heard Li Mochou say, "Zhou Botong, that young lady is injured; you lot must not disturb her!"

This statement was simply inconceivable. Zhou Botong shook his head, saying, "Impossible, impossible. How can the dead return to life?"

Li Mochou said, "Fan Yiweng, if you want your junior sister to live, do not let anyone come near." She ignored the group and entered the back hall.

Fan Yiweng immediately signaled his disciples to seal the entrance with the fishing net formation. Zhou Botong had wanted to watch the show, but he had no choice but to give up!

Li Mochou walked leisurely and saw a room with its door wide open. Walking in, she saw Gongsun Lü'e laid on the bed, with Feng Yi sitting by the bedside, head bowed in deep thought.

Seeing Gongsun Lü'e's face turning blue and that she was no longer breathing, Li Mochou couldn't help but ask, "Is there still hope for her?"

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know!"

Li Mochou knew full well Feng Yi's ability to heal wounds; if he claimed second in the martial arts world, no one would dare claim first.

It was just that Gongsun Lü'e had suffered a pincer attack from two great experts, and the severity of her injuries far exceeded what she herself had once suffered, yet Gongsun Lü'e's resistance was far inferior. She exhaled softly and sighed, "Even if she truly cannot live, we can only treat a dead horse as if it were a living one."

Feng Yi turned to look at Li Mochou, his heart aching slightly. He said, "When you asked me earlier what I did to Miss Gongsun, there were too many people, so I couldn't explain. Actually, she just drank a little wine and fell asleep. I was tired too, so I slept beside her. You know, I'm not very well-behaved when I sleep!"

Li Mochou instantly understood. During these days, when Feng Yi slept in her arms, there was always one hand playing with that spot on her body.

At first, she thought Feng Yi was doing it on purpose, but later she discovered he was indeed asleep; it was just subconscious.

So, it was likely the same for Gongsun Lü'e!

Yet, in her heart, she considered Feng Yi her husband, so she didn't care about others; Gongsun Lü'e, however, was different. She sighed immediately, "So that's how it is. Then, how much certainty do you have?"

Feng Yi sighed, "Her five viscera have been shaken out of place, and her heart pulse is severed. If it were just this, it wouldn't be difficult to treat. But it's not just internal injuries; the bones in her chest and back have all been shattered. If I am to heal her and save her life, I must at least give someone an explanation.

But she hates me to the bone; how could she ever agree?

If she lives, she might just seek death again.

If she cannot be saved, not only will I have wasted my effort, but for her, it would be another insult. It would be too unfair to her!"

When Feng Yi carried Gongsun Lü'e away earlier, he had used his internal energy to check where her blood flow was stagnant, where it was blocked, and where her bones were broken; he knew it all by heart. But to actually heal her, he truly had no certainty!

Li Mochou suddenly giggled, "Do you think she only has hatred for you?"

Seeing her eyes darting with charm, Feng Yi laughed, "Could it be that there is love as well?"

Li Mochou snorted, "If she truly hated you to the bone, she shouldn't have rushed in, but rather waited until you and Jinlun Guoshi finished your battle and relaxed your guard to suddenly attack and take revenge!

In my view, rather than saying she hates you, it is better to say she simply doesn't know how to face you, the man who killed her father!"

Feng Yi was stunned and whispered, "Mochou, do you know that if I truly save her, I must express my intention to marry her!"

This sentence was spoken very softly, yet every word was like a needle, pricking Li Mochou's heart with pain.

Li Mochou forced a smile, "If I said I wouldn't let you save her, not to mention whether you could bear to, or whether you would think I am a vicious woman in your heart, would you be happy yourself?"

Feng Yi held her hand; the soft, small hand was slightly cold. After pondering for a while, he said, "Mochou, to be honest, in our interactions, I have only held the attitude of 'When jackals block the road, why ask after the fox?' So when others say I, Feng Yi, ignore right and wrong because I covet your beauty, I simply sneer at it!

The number of people the Mongols have harmed is thousands, tens of thousands of times greater than you. Our Han people are on the verge of losing our country and having our race exterminated, and I cannot stop it; why would I dwell on whether you are ruthless or kill the innocent?

Those who clamor about acting with chivalry and punishing evil to promote good, why don't they go and exterminate the Mongols who kill my compatriots and humiliate my women?

Most of them can turn a deaf ear to this, fearing death and refusing to exert effort, yet they shout for the killing of a woman like you. I look down on those people ten thousand times over!

But today, you are truly wonderful. Marrying a heroine like you as my wife, I, Feng Yi, have struck it rich!"

How could Feng Yi not know that others would say his values follow his aesthetics and look down on him for being with Li Mochou!

But the people killed and the evil done by the Mongol army in a single day is something that so-called villains like Li Mochou and Ouyang Feng could never match in a lifetime. If he cannot stop the tragedy of the Mongol invasion of Song, killing a woman and a madman would not only give him no sense of achievement, but he would look down on himself even more!

It's just that few can understand the philosophy of 'When jackals block the road, why ask after the fox'!

Li Mochou smiled brightly, "Actually, I discovered long ago that you are very weary of the killing in the martial arts world. If not for the Mongol invasion of Song, perhaps drifting on a boat on the lake and laughing at the world would be your pursuit!"

Feng Yi nodded, "The martial arts world is mostly about the pursuit of fame and profit. I, Feng Yi, have never cared about personal reputation or disgrace. As for profit, with my martial arts, as long as I don't try to be emperor, nothing is difficult!

So I am indeed very annoyed by martial arts feuds!"

"Good!" Li Mochou laughed, "If this Mongol business is settled, let us find a quiet place and stay far away from the blood and dust. This Jueqing Valley, just as you said, is beautiful on the outside but full of filth on the inside; I don't want to stay here either."

Feng Yi said without hesitation, "That is exactly it!"

Taking Jueqing Valley was just something Feng Yi said casually to follow Li Mochou's wishes; since she didn't want to stay, he naturally wouldn't care.

Seeing him agree so readily, Li Mochou was also very happy.

She was naturally bright and clever, and since meeting Feng Yi, although she wouldn't dare say they were of one mind, she understood Feng Yi's character.

That he carried Gongsun Lü'e away directly was enough to show his intention to save her. The reason he delayed in taking action to save her was precisely because he was waiting for her to give her consent.

Although Li Mochou was overbearing, in her heart, she preferred a man who had his own ideas and could defy a woman's wishes.

She looked down on those who obeyed women completely.

That Feng Yi could take care of her feelings at any time, even by giving her a way out, she felt was extremely rare.

Feng Yi did not delay and said, "Alright, help me take off her outer garment."

"You really are shameless!" A trace of helplessness flashed in Li Mochou's eyes: "I never thought I, Li Mochou, would actually reach this point." Here, her eyes turned slightly red.

Feng Yi knew that for him to find a wife was no different from finding an enemy, and while he felt a little satisfied, he couldn't help but find it funny. He said, "I didn't expect it either. I, Feng Yi, am marrying a wife, yet I have to see her body first, as if I am using secular rites to force her to be with me. It is truly pathetic!"

He had to admit that he wanted to sleep together under one quilt and also wanted to start with emotions; taking Cheng Ying as an example, he had failed!

The two women he had experienced were both won through the wonder of his martial arts.

Li Mochou thought of herself and spat, "It's good that you have self-awareness!"

She helped Gongsun Lü'e up, feeling her body as soft as if it had no bones. Unbuttoning her outer garment, she saw her chest was bright red, while on her white, jade-like back, there was a black handprint, the five-finger marks distinct, the palm and finger textures still clearly visible. She then slowly laid her back down.

Feng Yi said, "You keep watch outside the door!"

Li Mochou nodded slightly, went out, and closed the door.

Feng Yi sat cross-legged on the ground.

This was not the first time he had used his divine skill to save someone, but compared to the present, that time had been much simpler.

For a moment, he actually didn't know how to start!

He had long since fully comprehended the subtle and profound aspects of the Divine Illumination Skill, but now Gongsun Lü'e also had broken bones that needed to be set.

If he saved her first and then set the bones, how much pain would that be? But if he set the bones first and then treated her, that was definitely not something that could be done in a short time!

The Divine Illumination Skill was, after all, not an immortal technique; if the time passed and one couldn't be saved, not all wounds could be healed instantly, otherwise Mei Niansheng and Ding Dian would not have died!

Therefore, for such healing, the sequence, the hardness and softness, and the speed of the energy could not have any mistakes. He hesitated and pondered for a long time, making a great fuss.

Feng Yi deliberated and pushed the energy, direction, and sequence of his strike dozens of times, then suddenly jumped up and struck a palm.

The highest realm of the Divine Illumination Skill is to enter the spirit and sit in reflection, emphasizing meditation; all things revive, and it cannot be separated from light. Therefore, following heaven and responding to things, the Dao follows nature. Gongsun Lü'e's vitality was withering, her blood flow stagnant, and her bones misaligned. Feng Yi first used the Divine Illumination Skill's true Qi to flush away the blood stasis in Gongsun Lü'e's five viscera, stimulating her potential vitality.

After this palm, he did not stop, directly pulling Gongsun Lü'e from the bed and throwing her into the air. His hands moved densely and continuously, setting her bones; the sound of cracking bones could be heard incessantly.

As Feng Yi's hands moved, Gongsun Lü'e was like a withered leaf in the wind, rising and falling in mid-air. His palms suddenly struck from afar, the strikes fast, his internal energy flowing like a great river, breaking through her body with palm wind to gather her blood and nourish her viscera.

Suddenly, his palms moved slowly, rubbing and setting the bones. At first, there was no movement in Gongsun Lü'e's body, but after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Water vapor steamed from Feng Yi's body, and beads of sweat emerged on Gongsun Lü'e's skin, gradually turning rosy. Her pair of beautiful brows also furrowed, adding a touch of sexiness to her fair and elastic body.

Feng Yi sensed the changes in Gongsun Lü'e's body and was overjoyed. His palms continued to output, one palm after another. In terms of the purity of internal energy, looking at the world, no one could surpass Feng Yi.

However, this kind of healing not only consumed internal energy but actually consumed mental effort. In just half an hour, Feng Yi's robes were soaked, and he was panting heavily.

Gongsun Lü'e furrowed her brows and bit her lips. Feng Yi didn't know if she was conscious or if it was subconscious pain. He forced himself to finish the steps he hadn't completed. After another quarter of an hour, Gongsun Lü'e suddenly coughed, coughing up a large piece of blood stasis.

Feng Yi was overjoyed, but at this moment, he had reached the point of exhaustion and fatigue. He struck a palm, and Gongsun Lü'e drifted back onto the bed.

Feng Yi could no longer support himself and fell to the ground with a thud. He pulled at his Dantian, and an unprecedented sense of emptiness swept over his whole body like a tide; he felt as if he couldn't even move his fingers.

With a creak, the door opened wide, and Li Mochou drifted into the room. Seeing this scene, she was shocked.

She hurriedly helped Feng Yi up, only to see his complexion gray and defeated, and a strand of white hair had appeared on his forehead; he had aged more than ten years in an instant, no longer having his jade-like, heavenly demeanor.

Li Mochou's eyes streamed with tears, and she wept, "How did you become like this?"

Feng Yi was too tired to say a word, but he still shook his head and said, "I'm... fine. Help me... sit up."

Li Mochou held back her tears and helped him sit cross-legged, one hand touching his Lingtai point, the other touching his Zhiyang point, transmitting her own internal energy to him.

Feng Yi whispered, "No need. You keep watch... don't let anyone in, and you must guard Jueqing Valley well; don't let anyone leave the valley."

Li Mochou's eyes were blurred with tears, and she nodded repeatedly.

Feng Yi immediately closed his eyes and began to circulate his energy, soon wandering beyond the world.

His skill was marvelous, but unfortunately, he needed to set the bones while stimulating the vitality in Gongsun Lü'e's body; this was truly bringing the dead back to life, snatching life from heaven!

The consumption of mental effort was unimaginable. If Feng Yi hadn't already had a good impression of Gongsun Lü'e, plus a sense of guilt toward her, how could he have done such a thing?

Gongsun Lü'e felt as if she had had a nightmare; dark clouds gathered in the sky, lightning tore through the clouds, her skin felt numb and painful, and thunderclaps followed one after another. Her heartbeat jumped faster and faster with the thunder, as if it wanted to break out of her chest.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Gongsun Lü'e suddenly woke up from the illusion. The objects before her eyes gradually became clear; this room was very familiar. She couldn't help but turn her eyes to look, and a wave of warm water vapor rushed toward her face.

Gongsun Lü'e's eyes felt sore. She closed them for a moment before opening them again. Through a mist, she saw Feng Yi sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, and Li Mochou leaning on his shoulder, staring fixedly at her, with traces of tears remaining at the corners of her eyes.

Gongsun Lü'e was stunned and wanted to speak, but felt short of breath. She closed her eyes and panted for a while before slowly opening her mouth: "He... what happened to him?"

Li Mochou had originally hated her, but seeing her so weak, she couldn't bear to say much, only saying, "He is fine, just overexerted."

"Did he save me?" Gongsun Lü'e suddenly realized that her upper body was naked. Although there was only Li Mochou, a woman, she couldn't help but feel extremely shy. As she spoke, she wanted to support her body to put on clothes, but felt a strange pain in her body. With an "ah," how could she get up?

Li Mochou said, "Don't move around wildly; your injuries are very severe. He went to great lengths to save your life; if you were to have any mishap, wouldn't that be a waste of his painstaking efforts!" As she spoke, she rose and walked over, covering Lü E with the quilt.

A faint smile appeared on Gongsun Lü'e's face. She tried hard to recall the previous events, but only remembered being caught by the National Teacher, feeling a pain in her back, and crashing into Feng Yi's chest, and then she knew nothing.

Just as she was about to ask, she saw Li Mochou wave her hand, flash out of the room, and close the door.

Li Mochou had heard footsteps. At this time, Feng Yi was at his weakest, and no one could be allowed in.

Gongsun Lü'e's gaze turned to Feng Yi, then she wearily closed her eyes and fell back into a coma. Li Mochou went out of the room and saw Zhou Botong, Yang Guo, Xiao Longnv, Fan Yiweng, and others had all come over.

Zhou Botong was all smiles and hurriedly asked about Gongsun Lü'e's condition.

The group had different thoughts. Zhou Botong wanted to see if there was really a technique to bring the dead back to life.

Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv wanted to say goodbye and leave, and Fan Yiweng was asking about his junior sister.

Li Mochou only said one sentence: she is being treated, and cannot leave at this time; wait until Feng Yi decides whether to stay or go.

After all, the Mongolian army was nearby, and it concerned the lives of everyone in the valley. The group hesitated for a moment, then left one after another.

Feng Yi practiced his skill until nightfall before he recovered. Suddenly, he heard Gongsun Lü'e's trembling voice: "Water, water, I want water!"

Feng Yi shook his clothes and stood up, lit a candle, and saw Gongsun Lü'e's cheeks were fiery red, as if a ball of flame was hidden inside. He poured a cup of clear water to her mouth.

Gongsun Lü'e drank it in one breath and opened her eyes, seeing Feng Yi with a face full of joy: "You finally woke up?"

Gongsun Lü'e saw his face was pale, and a strand of white hair had grown on his forehead, as if he had aged ten years. Only then did she understand why Li Mochou was crying. Her heart was also filled with mixed feelings. She steadied herself and sighed: "Why did you have to waste your effort to save me? If I died, it might not have been a relief for me!"

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Feng Yi gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and said: "That is not a relief." Saying this, his voice trembled slightly: "Because I still want you to be my wife."

Hearing this, Gongsun Lü'e felt a sense of sorrow in her heart: "Yes, my body has been treated like that by him; if I don't marry him, what else can I do?"

Her heart was as tangled as silk. Suddenly, a series of sobs came from her throat, and her teeth bit through her lower lip.

Feng Yi sighed: "I know, I harmed your father and even humiliated you. Saying this is extremely shameless.

But in the martial arts world, one cannot avoid many grievances and entanglements. Once these are mixed in, it makes people unable to abandon them, unable to let go."

"Unable to abandon, unable to let go"—these eight words made Gongsun Lü'e tremble violently: for her, her father harmed her mother; she should hate her father, but she couldn't forget the father-daughter bond.

Feng Yi harmed her father, which was avenging her mother, and honestly speaking, she didn't seem to hate Feng Yi that much!

She heard Feng Yi say to himself: "A person's life is actually a process of giving and receiving; no one can avoid it.

You know, I know your Jueqing Valley very well. Your father practiced a Closed Acupoint Skill, which can make one unafraid of acupoint sealing techniques, but he needs to give up meat and alcohol, otherwise the skill will be broken!

When your father met your mother back then, your mother's martial arts were very high. She tried her best to supplement your father's family martial arts and also taught him the Iron Palm Technique, a martial arts masterpiece. At that time, your father was obedient to your mother and didn't feel it was overbearing, because for the sake of benefits, he gave up a man's dignity.

But when he had obtained everything, your mother was no longer of much use, and he couldn't endure this kind of life, so he chose the beautiful and gentle Rou'er. But when he was in danger of his own life, he abandoned his beloved Rou'er again."

Gongsun Lü'e was also extremely clever. For a moment, she had some realization in her heart, but she refused to show weakness in front of Feng Yi and snorted coldly.

Feng Yi didn't mind and continued: "Living in this world, emotion and righteousness are important. Your father, because of so-called true love, acted with ingratitude and returned evil for good. But in the face of his own life, he personally killed the woman he loved.

This kind of behavior deviates from emotion and righteousness and is naturally despised.

Just imagine, if he had died himself and let Rou'er live, in terms of emotion and righteousness, he could at least have occupied one side!

It could also be considered what the Buddhists call 'If I do not enter hell, who will enter hell,' which is the highest realm pursued in Buddhism—sacrificing oneself for righteousness.

It is also what the Confucians call 'sacrificing life for righteousness'!

But he just happened to..."

"Of course, for this kind of thing, when it doesn't happen to oneself, many people feel they can do it, but to truly achieve this point is too difficult, one in ten thousand!"

"Fortunately, your father practiced the process of giving and receiving on the road of life, but he chose the wrong path every time. This is thought-provoking and warns others not to be like him!"

The martial arts Gongsun Lü'e practiced were close to Zen. With Feng Yi's words, she naturally understood that life has always been about giving and receiving.

She understood the things that happened between her and Feng Yi; she should marry him. As for two women serving one husband, for her, it was not unacceptable. But did she really want to give up her feelings for her father to gain Feng Yi's love and maintain her reputation? Thinking of this, she murmured: "But he is my father after all!"

Feng Yi smiled slightly: "Precisely because he is your father, you should marry me even more!"

Gongsun Lü'e's mind was in chaos: "And why is that?"

Feng Yi said: "First, you cannot give up the father-daughter bond and want to take revenge on me; there is no other possibility of success except by becoming my wife!

For someone taking revenge for a father's death, it is not too much to use all means!"

"Second, your father, before he died, promised to marry you to me, and before he died, he entrusted you to me."

"Even if there will be bitterness, I believe there will also be sweetness!"

"Just like the passion flowers in your valley; the thorns prick people, the fruit is hard to eat, but it blooms beautifully, doesn't it?"

Gongsun Lü'e could no longer suppress the sorrow in her heart, and tears streamed down her face. While crying, she said: "My father said: Emotion is something that is sweet at the entrance, bitter in the aftertaste, and covered in thorns. Even if one is extremely careful, one cannot avoid being hurt by it."

"I just thought it was mostly because the passion flower has this characteristic that people gave it this name. Now that I know about my parents' affairs, it has indeed been verified."

Feng Yi gently wiped away her tears and said: "Although life is a process of giving and receiving, there is no solution to the grievances and entanglements in this world that can be called 'the best'."

"Now, whether you agree to be my wife, not mentioning love or rites, is actually looking at the weight of the father-daughter bond versus the mother-daughter bond in your heart!"

This sentence was as sharp as lightning, breaking through her stubborn ignorance. Gongsun Lü'e's heart surged, she took a deep breath, and said dejectedly: "I... my mother died early, and I have forgotten what it was like to be with her."

"As for my father, I liked him before, but since my mother died, he was either fierce and scary, or cold and icy. I wanted to tremble just looking at his eyes. I am eighteen years old this year, but I have never been happy!"

Feng Yi said: "I know, even with the others in your valley, you are not happy and have always been depressed, because they are also cold and icy."

Gongsun Lü'e's face flushed slightly, and she looked at Feng Yi, saying word by word: "Will you lie to me?"

Facing her sincere gaze, clever as he was, Feng Yi was also stunned. After a long while, he said: "If there is truly something I need to lie to you about, it must be for your own good."

At this moment, this was all he could do. The only thing he was lying to her about was the matter of Qiu Qianchi. But once this woman was released, there would be a series of troubles. Should he go and kill Guo Jing and Huang Rong to avenge her elder brother?

Once Qiu Qianchi came out, she would inevitably ask people to inquire; this matter could not be hidden!

Moreover, Gongsun Lü'e had long accepted the fact that her mother had been dead for more than ten years, so he didn't feel guilty.

Gongsun Lü'e stared at him and said: "I don't know why, but I feel you are hiding something from me. But you know so much, I like talking to you. Even if you are really lying to me, my heart feels warm, as if you are truly doing it for my own good."

When this sentence came out, Feng Yi was very happy in his heart. This made him feel that he wasn't where he was today just because he had touched her body. He asked carefully: "Miss Gongsun, in that case, do you really agree to marry me?"

Gongsun Lü'e revealed a trace of a smile and said: "You still call me Miss?"

Feng Yi was overjoyed in his heart, clapping his hands and laughing loudly: "Then I'll call you Lü'e? No, that's too distant, I'll call you E'er!"

Seeing him clapping and laughing happily, a warm current surged in Gongsun Lü'e's heart.

In fact, when she first met Feng Yi, that spirit and overbearing dominance made her heart move. As Feng Yi explained to the junior brothers in the valley that he had to hurt them, it was a last resort, and he even showed mercy to the senior brother Fan Yiweng.

She knew Feng Yi was polite and harbored compassion in his heart. As for robbing Jueqing Valley, she didn't believe it!

Because if it were to seize her family business, she and the senior brother would inevitably be people who had to be killed. She understood this point, and her young girl's heart had long since fallen for him.

Otherwise, knowing her father was so vicious, why was she sad that the person who revealed the truth was Feng Yi?

And why did she push Feng Yi off the cliff and jump down with him?

And why did she dare to drink in front of Feng Yi? Feng Yi had been frivolous toward her, and her anger and hatred, which she called the confrontation between her father's revenge and her love, were actually just a clash between reason and emotion!

But seeing Feng Yi actually have a strand of white hair, how could she not know? It was enough to show his sincerity in saving her!

And now he could express his intention to marry her and enlighten her, all of which were facts that his heart truly had her.

With his ability, to achieve this point, for a woman whose appearance was far less beautiful than Xiao Longnv's and whose martial arts were far inferior to Li Mochou's, how could it not be a kind of happiness?

Thinking of this, Gongsun Lü'e felt Feng Yi grab her hand, and a warm current surged through her whole body, which was very comfortable. She closed her eyes, parted her cherry lips slightly, and said: "If I had died just now, what would you have done?"

She asked this suddenly, and Feng Yi felt very surprised. He thought for a while and said: "I would have done everything in my power to save you; it would be very difficult for you to die.

If it were truly destined, I would have ground Jinlun Guoshi to dust, destroyed his sect, and killed many, many people to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Gongsun Lü'e was silent for a moment and sighed: "Living in this world, it is truly fate playing with people..." Saying this, she looked at Feng Yi: "But what about that Miss Li? What will she do?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "In my heart, you are all the same. Whether she agrees or not, I must marry you as my wife!

As for the distinction between wife and concubine, you don't need to consider it. Yang Guo dares to marry his master, how could I, Feng Yi, be inferior to him?

Here, there is no distinction between primary and secondary wives; you can just call each other sisters."

Gongsun Lü'e savored these words and couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. She giggled and said: "Wouldn't that be taking advantage of you, this bad person, for nothing."

With this smile, a touch of crimson appeared on her pale face, like a lotus flower emerging from the water. Under the candlelight, she was even more bright and beautiful.

And this was the first time Gongsun Lü'e had laughed loudly in front of Feng Yi, which left Feng Yi stunned. He couldn't help but kiss her on the face, feeling her hot cheeks were so soft, and then moved to her earlobe.

Seeing him staring at her without blinking, Gongsun Lü'e knew he was captivated by her beauty and was happy in her heart, but she didn't expect him to dare to kiss her. This feeling of intimacy made her body heat up. She immediately woke up and wanted to push him away, but her arms were weak. Blushing, she spat: "You... you person, you really have no seriousness..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a creak, the door was pushed open, and Li Mochou walked in slowly, saying indifferently: "When has he ever been serious?"

Even though Feng Yi's "face-skin divine skill" had reached the peak of perfection, as thick as a city wall, at this moment he was somewhat at a loss, as if caught cheating. Seeing Li Mochou's haggard appearance, he stammered: "Mochou..."

Li Mochou said: "Her injuries haven't healed, she should rest for a while. There will be plenty of time to talk later." She turned and went out the door.

Feng Yi wanted to follow, but when he took a step, he suddenly looked back. Gongsun Lü'e had already closed her eyes, her face calm and indifferent, but two lines of tears suddenly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Feng Yi felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. He hesitated and said: "You rest well, I will come to see you tomorrow morning." He stepped out the door and saw Fan Yiweng and four maids standing at the entrance.

Fan Yiweng arched his hands and laughed: "Hero Feng, ah, no, brother-in-law, you truly have such ability to bring the dead back to life..."

The four maids all bowed in salute.

Feng Yi's face flushed red. With his internal energy greatly damaged, he didn't even know there were so many people at the door, so he had to say: "Yiweng, E'er's injuries haven't healed yet. I'll trouble you all to take care of her tonight."

Fan Yiweng said: "It should be done."

Seeing there were maids to take care of her, it was naturally more convenient than himself, so he nodded slightly and followed Li Mochou.

The two walked one after the other to a room. Li Mochou pushed the door open and entered the room. Feng Yi was just about to follow, but heard her say coldly: "I'm tired, you are not allowed to come in!" She closed the door directly.

Feng Yi was stunned on the spot.

Everything was fine during the day, she didn't object, who would have thought that at night, he would have no place to stay!

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to him, and he said: "Mochou, even if she doesn't let me marry you, I will still marry you, it's the same..."

"Get lost!"

Li Mochou replied with a concise and comprehensive word.

Feng Yi said: "Alright!" He thought to himself: "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; it seems the road is long and difficult!" He left dejectedly.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 152 =====