Kang Anan withdrew from Fengxi Hall again.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the setting sun was like blood, hanging in the western sky.

Fluttering-

It seemed like a group of black birds flew out from the bamboo forest of Liyuan and rushed out of the mansion in all directions.

At the end of the bamboo forest is next to my uncle's Junluyuan.

Kang Anan went to Junluyuan without thinking.

She walked very fast, almost trotting all the way.

After passing through the bamboo forest of Liyuan, Kang An'an suddenly saw a touch of white hidden in Junlu courtyard, and seemed to be holding a beautiful figure in purple clothes.

If she remembers correctly, the color of the clothes Ling Piaoxue wore today was purple.

Kang An'an breathed suffocated and followed up as if he was unbelievable. His steps were messy, but he was extremely firm.

In Junlu Courtyard, three rooms are standing together, with the main room in the middle, and there is a side room on both sides. Kang Anan came once when Feng Qikang was alive. At that time, Feng Junran had just returned to the house, Kang Anan came to the courtyard with Feng Qikang to visit, and asked Feng Junran to take Feng Qikang's pulse.

That was the first time she saw him. She was astonished as snow in white. Although she was Feng Qikang's child bride, she called him Mr. Ran unfamiliarly.

At that time, all she had about him was her appreciation of beautiful things, without any blasphemy or distracting thoughts.

Later, Feng Qikang's health was not enough to support him to get out of bed and walk, so Feng Junran regularly came to Feng Qikang's residence for consultation.

She usually retreated when Feng Junran came, and sometimes she hid secretly outside the door to watch, and only Feng Qikang was the only one who thought about it.

If it weren't for the day of Feng Qikang's birthday, she and him were both drugged, there would probably be no involvement in this life.

Now, she has entered the hospital again, even though she is mixed with emotions, she has no time to miss it.

All her attention was focused on the main room, and she could see everything inside with a light push.

The moment she covered her hand on the door, Kang Anan suddenly became scared. She clearly believed him, but she was still afraid of seeing the discomfort inside.

Junlu Courtyard was very quiet, even if it was just a slight sound, she could hear clearly, let alone the woman's cry, which was very short, as if someone had strangled her throat and stopped abruptly, followed by the man's gasp.

Kang Anan knew that she shouldn't have gone in at this time. After all, the voice just now had already shown everything.

She went in and was a little troubled dream. If she was killed for silence, she would be a big loss.

Look, is she very rational?

But her hand has never been able to keep up with her brain. Before she could admire herself, her hand had already pushed open the wooden door.

Since I pushed open the door, if I didn't go in and took a look, I would be sorry for this move.

Kang Anan tiptoed into the room.

Fortunately, there is no picture that is not suitable for children, but it is not right. What about people? She clearly heard someone's voice inside.

Could it be that the figure she saw was not Xiao uncle and Ling Piaoxue?

As she thought about it, a panic suddenly arose in her heart. She stepped away and suddenly felt a gust of wind rushing. The next second, her lips were covered by a big palm and her whole body was held in the arms of the attacker.

A faint fresh air spread, filling the nose, familiar and warm, Kang An'an's eyes heated up and tears fell.

The man hit the back of his hand silently, making him move his hand away like a hot fire.

"Uncle!" Kang Anan turned around and rushed into Feng Junran's arms, and his little fist hit his chest, "I'm almost scared to death by you! Woo woo..."

She was very sad, frightened, and more joyful.

"An An, do you know how dangerous it would be if I were someone else?"

Feng Junran frowned, her voice was unhappy, wrapped in a low hoarseness, and a hint of redness appeared on her white and flawless face.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Kang An'an raised his eyes and saw Feng Junran pursing his thin lips, looking uncomfortable.

She stood on tiptoe and covered her little hand on his forehead, and couldn't help but take a breath, it was so hot, "Are you burned?"

"Don't move!" Feng Junran shook her head and grabbed the restless little hand of the person in her arms. Her clear eyes blew out a faint scarlet red. She had seen this scarlet red. Once, after Murong Yun dispersed in the sky, this situation occurred.

"Have you been drugged?" Kang An'an narrowed him, and anger ignited in his chest, "It's Ling Piaoxue, right?"

Feng Junran said nothing, her eyes closed slightly, her eyelashes that were as long as wings trembled slightly, and her breathing gradually became much heavier.

"Uncle!" Seeing this, Kang Anan hurriedly helped him to the bed and sit down, "You are waiting for me here, I'll get the little gold!"

At the banquet today, she took off the silver bracelet and placed it in Qingya Xiaozhu with Xiaoji, for fear that the little guy would cause trouble. Unexpectedly, Xiaoji was fine, but her uncle was plotted against by Ling Piaoxue.

For the sake of the present, she had no choice but to get the little gold to relieve the poison on her uncle.

"No--", Feng Junran shook her head, her eyebrows twisted into a rope, "Don't go anywhere!".

If this matter is destined to be a conspiracy, it is undoubtedly safest to stay by his side. Moreover, Ling Piaoxue was lit by him and hid in the dark square under the bed. Even if someone appeared, he would not be able to catch any handle.

"This medicine is nothing to me!" Feng Junran held Kang Anan's little hand and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This smile was like poppy, charming and charming, and combined with her scarlet eyes, Kang Anan's mind was shaken.

She quickly looked away and the glue wrapped around her hands holding each other, "My uncle, the hot water that the fourth wife mixed for Zishu-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kang Anan wanted to say something. On the one hand, it was hard to bear to sit like this. On the other hand, she wanted to tell the story of Ling Piaoxue poisoning her.

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, her lips were blocked by Feng Junran.

Feng Junran stretched out her index finger and covered Kang An'an's lips. Her eyes were stained with desire, staring at her beautiful little face, "I know everything."

He knew that the half-year red color under Ling Piaoxue was targeting Kang An'an.

Originally, from Kang An'an's seat, he secretly observed everyone around her, including Ling Piaoxue.

He saw Jiangxi Yue’s little movements, and also saw Ling Piaoxue pouring a cup of hot water for her enthusiastically, and even saw her pushing the hot water to Meng Xiangyun kindly.

However, at that time, he did not expect that Ling Piaoxue would poison it, and he did not expect that Ling Piaoxue would hide the poison in his long nails.

His moment was clear, when Zi Shu Du, Hu Haozhi said the shock in Jiangxi's moon eyes when he was red for half a year.

Obviously, the medicine in Jiangxi Yuexia is not red in half a year.

Then the only one who is popular in the second half of the year is Ling Piaoxue.

She must be able to see things clearly, as well.

He was afraid that she would stand out in anger, so he wanted to take it first. After all, his identity could offend anyone, and let Ling Piaoxue hate him, and she was much less dangerous than hating her.

As a result, it was still a little late. He and she spoke at the same time, stopping the matter.

So, next, he would not allow himself to make any mistakes.

She proposed that he would use a book to endorse him, and he did not object to him.

When he was writing his name, he was never hesitant about Ling Piaoxue, but Jiangxi Yue.

After all, he knew that once Jiangxi Yue was pulled out, this woman would definitely be with Feng Li Yan and was not tolerated by Mr. Feng.

Ling Piaoxue is different. With the Ling family as his backing, he can foresee her good health.

The direction of the matter was almost the same as what he thought, except for Yue Jiangxi's suicide.

"Ha!", a soft hum interrupted his thoughts.

He saw Kang Anan opening his big eyes, his nose slightly wrinkled, as if he was quite dissatisfied with his words.

He curled his lips helplessly and moved his fingers away.

Sure enough, I heard her say disgustedly, "Uncle, you understand why you will be plotted against others!"

"If a person fails, a horse will lose his hoof!" He opened his lips and casually, suddenly his smile stopped, his body bent down, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Uncle!" Kang Anan looked at Feng Junran's painful appearance and was anxious. He took off the silver hairpin, gritted his teeth, and stabbed it on his wrist.

Since he didn't let her leave, since his so-called solution was to survive every minute, she might as well let him drink some of her blood. Didn't that suppress the toxicity in Murong Yuntian's body?

"What are you doing!" Feng Junran angrily scolded, swinging the hairpin off. In his raised eyes, in addition to the red desire, there was also anger. "I said, this medicine is nothing to me, why don't you believe it!"

She stared blankly at the silver hairpin that was knocked off by him, sniffed, and tears of grievance were spinning.

Feng Junran sighed, leaned over and picked up the silver hairpin and inserted it back into her bun, "Don't hurt yourself at any time."

After he finished speaking, he coughed softly, and a little fishy and sweetness appeared in his throat.

"Uncle, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable!" She looked at her, tears finally flowed down, her delicate body pounced into his arms, trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The soft fragrance is in my arms, and Feng Junran feels even more uncomfortable.

"You are obedient, I'm fine." He said, pushing her away, sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes, closing his palms, and moving them to his chest and abdomen.

Gradually, sweat flowed more and more between his forehead, and his face became worse and worse, and his stunning face was as pale and transparent as thin paper.

She stared at him without blinking, feeling him struggling hard in the ice and fire.

So he made up his heart, pulled his hand and placed it on his cheek, his hands were still hot, and gradually, her face became as hot as charcoal.

"Uncle... Actually..."

Her heart beats like thunder and her lips are dry.

"The child is five months old, you can...", she stammered, her voice like fine lines, "You can."

After speaking, he leaned over to kiss his lips.

His lips were hot, and her lips were cold.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The original amber is dyed with red color, like the flowing clouds in the sky, beautiful and pure.

The little face of the man in front of him is delicate and transparent, and his eyebrows are painted with the popular snails, which are faintly closed, like a distant mist, and his nose is straight and small, but his movements are still green.

Thinking of her past fear and refusal, how could he use this...

Perhaps because Feng Junran had not seen her move for a long time, Kang An'an's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

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I haven't finished driving today, so I will continue driving tomorrow... Do you like to watch it in the morning or at night? If you like to watch it in the evening, I will update it in the evening.

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