Chu Yunyao took down the torch wrapped around the tree, threw it into the dry well, and hurriedly followed Yun Jiu back to the guest room in the night.

Pushing open the door, as soon as Chu Yunyao stepped into the threshold, he immediately realized that there was someone hidden in the house.

Yun Jiu: "Young Master......"

Chu Yunyao pressed the back of her hand, motioned for her not to speak, and closed the door.

With a "snort", a faint fire lit up in the dark room.

Chu Yunyao turned around and saw Feng Baifold sitting neatly at the table and lit the candlestick on the table.

He raised his eyes, looked up and down at the two people who hurriedly entered the door, saw the stains on their clothes, and stood up: "Did you two also go to the back kitchen to help put out the fire?" Are you hurt? ”

When Yun Jiu heard this, his heart fell.

Chu Yunyao's face was blank, and he nodded his head quietly, "Why is Brother Feng here?" ”

The fire in the back kitchen had not been extinguished, and Feng Baizhi didn't go anywhere, just sat in her guest room and waited for her to come back, which was too strange.

Feng Baizhi smiled, as if he was wearing a mask on his face, and he couldn't detect the actual intention: "I'm worried about Brother Yun, I came here to take a look, this fire is too strange, and the arsonist has been caught."

What does Brother Yun think this person should do?

Broken hands and feet, to be an adult?

Or is it better to be executed at Ling Chi? ”

Yun Jiu's hand on his sleeve clenched into a fist, has Yun Wu been caught? It also fell into the hands of Feng Baizhi?

Chu Yunyao remained silent: "It's good for Brother Feng to decide, this is the Feng family's housework, and it is inconvenient for Yun to participate." ”

Feng Baizhi smiled more and more kindly, walked to Chu Yunyao's side, raised his hand and patted her shoulder: "Feng originally planned to hand over this person to you for disposal, since this is the case, let's let the eunuch in charge deal with this kind of thing."

It's not early, it's so noisy, you're tired, rest early. ”

Chu Yunyao couldn't figure out Feng Baizhi's inner thoughts, "Brother Feng also rested early." ”

Feng Baizhu's palm shook her thin shoulder, withdrew her hand, raised her foot and walked out,

When he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and said to Chu Yunyao: "My father is seriously ill, and the doctor diagnosed that he ate something that should not be eaten.

What does Brother Yun think? ”

"Since it is a matter of the safety of the old master, it should be so."

"I heard that Brother Yun has a great friendship with Mrs. Mo, and there are rumors that Brother Yun also knows a little about medicine, I don't know if it's true or not?" Feng Baizhi's gaze was as sharp as a net, and he couldn't wait to penetrate Chu Yunyao's face to see through her soul in her shell.

Chu Yunyao smiled suddenly, and the atmosphere in the room eased a little.

Chu Yunyao's tone was gentle: "A little bit of medical skills, this is true, this son and Mrs. Mo do have some intersections, but that's all, Mrs. Mo helped this son once when Yun was sick."

Presumably, Brother Feng has also dealt with Mrs. Mo, that woman is not a tolerant and generous person, but she is a little cautious.

The personal debt that should be repaid, this son has already paid it off, and now he and Mrs. Mo Shao do not owe each other. ”

Yun Jiu: "......"

The young lady was black, and she didn't even let go of herself, in front of others, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she said that she would repay her eyes.

Do you know that you have spared no effort to ruin your young lady's reputation outside?

When Feng Baizhi heard this, the smile on his face narrowed a little, frowned, and pulled the corners of his lips again: "That woman, Feng Mou is indeed fortunate to have seen it a few times, looking gentle and delicate, but she is ruthless and ruthless, leaving no room for anything, but it also impresses me."

Since Brother Yun also knows a little about medicine, I wonder if Brother Yun can take my father's pulse? ”