It was still the same place, the same position. Feng Qingcheng cut off the blood from her wrist and fed Liu Jianjia to drink it.

Looking at Liu Jianjia's face as pale as paper, Feng Qingcheng asked the maid next to him coldly, "Isn't it good these past two days? How come you suddenly vomited blood and even got worse?"

The maid bit her lower lip tightly, "Yes... it's Madam..."

She secretly glanced at the surprised Yang Xiyue and said, "Miss Liu was fine in the morning. Madam didn't know what she said to Miss Liu when she came over. After she left, Miss Liu started vomiting a lot of blood. She was afraid that the prince would be worried.

That’s why I never asked the slave to tell me..."

Feng Qingcheng's narrow red phoenix eyes glanced at Yang Xiyue. Yang Xiyue instantly waved her hands and shook her head, as if I didn't say anything or did nothing.

In fact, she did not say or do anything. She just wanted to do her a favor! Although her good intentions almost turned out to be bad, she was not to blame! Who knew that Liu Jianjia's heart was so fragile.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes rolled intensely, his thin lips moved slightly, and each word escaped from his teeth, "You'd better not have any accidents with her, otherwise, Yang Xiyue, I will let you understand what it means to regret."

.I don’t want to see you now, get out of here."

After being bled twice in two consecutive days, Yang Xiyue felt dizzy. His words were such a relief to her. She just turned around and seemed to think of something. She stopped again and gestured to remind her, "Jade

You must not go to Butterfly Valley."

The strong coldness in Feng Qingcheng's eyes was even worse. Yang Xiyue did not dare to stay any longer, knowing that he must have listened, so she hurriedly turned around and walked out.

After she walked away, Feng Qingcheng covered Liu Jianjia with a quilt and stepped out of the door. When no one was there, he whispered, "Leng Xue."

A man in black walked up to him in an instant and said respectfully, "Master, what are your orders?"

Feng Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently, "Send someone to investigate Yang Xiyue. Tonight, I want to know everything about her."

Due to excessive blood loss, Yang Xiyue fell into a very deep sleep that night. She didn't wake up until the sky turned completely dark.

It was dinner time, and she was so hungry that she felt weak. As soon as she got up, she saw the maid Qin Xiang pushing open the door and walking in. She said coldly, "Madam, you should be full after sleeping all day, right?"

Yang Xiyue automatically ignored the disrespectful tone in her mouth and gestured, "I'm hungry! Where's my dinner?"

After the competition, she felt that even with Qin Xiang's IQ, she probably couldn't understand it, so she walked past her and went to the kitchen to see if she could find something to eat!

These days, the people in Feng Mansion treat her with a carefree attitude, and almost no one cares about her life or death. She takes care of food, clothing and clothing by herself.

When her body passed Qin Xiang, Qin Xiang grabbed her and said with an unhappy face, "Where am I talking to you? What is your attitude? Don't think that just because I call you Madam, you really think that

You are now a lady...you..."

"Pah!" A loud and clear slap suddenly spread throughout the bedroom.

Qin Xiang's ears buzzed, and he looked at her in astonishment, and was stunned on the spot.

Yang Xiyue rubbed her sore hands.

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think she is a sick cat?

During this period of time, she did not care about the difficulties faced by everyone in Feng Mansion, but that does not mean that she is so easy to bully!

Unable to say harsh words, after slapping her, she walked out.

Qin Xiang didn't react until Yang Xiyue stepped out of the threshold.
Chapter completed!