In just two years, the second son of Leng Hou became tall and powerful, and was a handsome man. He wore a purple crimson robe and a lilac scarf wrapped in a head. His facial features were also mature and harder than before, and he was less childish than he used to be.

Leng Houzong should have come to Fengjiazhuang to do business, and there are several people from the Leng Hou Shi family who are following him. He and Zhilou met unexpectedly, although the second young master Leng Hou was trying his best to avoid Feng Zhilou, who was lowering his head.

But she still bumped into it.

"Is this Miss Seven? It's really..."

The people accompanying Leng Houshi family were surprised by the beauty of the abandoned Miss Seven, the Feng family, but they were warned halfway through the words. This topic is inappropriate here.

"I'm looking for something."

Zhilou immediately avoided her gaze, she was too lazy to talk to him.

"What are you looking for? I'll find it for you."

Zhilou was very surprised. Leng Houzong also lowered his eyes and looked at the ground. The people accompanying him saw that the second young master was helping to find it, and they were all staring at the ground, but they didn't know what to look for?

Feng Zhilou smiled awkwardly and said to find a ring. She might have fallen to the ground when she came here yesterday, but she didn't need their help, she would be alone.

"Look for a ring?" Leng Houzong looked at Zhilou and then looked at her hand.

"Isn't your ring in your hand?" He reminded Feng Zhilou.

In hand?

When he said this, Zhilou was a little confused. He looked at his fingers. The dragon-shaped ring was worn on the ring finger as if it had never fallen off.

It's really embarrassing. Isn't this riding a donkey to find a donkey? She wore the ring she was looking for and hit the second young master Leng Hou, and told her that she was looking for something she hadn't lost at all.

It seems like a ridiculous excuse.

Sure enough, the guys behind the second young master Leng Hou couldn't help laughing softly. Miss Fengqi has been resigned for two years and has not yet died. She has not forgotten her old love and makes excuses to bump into it.

I want to attract the attention of Mr. Leng Hou.

Feng Zhilou wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. Even if she had a thousand mouths, she couldn't explain it clearly, so she simply said it.

"There is another ring, but I won't look for it anymore, just throw it away."

After saying that, she straightened her waist, turned around, and walked out of the sect house with big strides. As she walked, she pinched the ring on her ring finger. Something broke made her lose someone. She would go back and say anything.

Rush down.

After Feng Zhilou left the gate of the sect house, he could still feel the scorching gaze behind him. Leng Houzong was still standing there without moving.

She ran back to the pharmacy in one breath. The more she looked at the ring on her ring finger, the more annoyed she became. She tried her best to eat, but she didn't rub it off. She poured some oil on her fingers, and rubbed it again.

Not coming down.

Do you really want to buy your fingers?

Feng Zhilou panted, aiming at the ring in her hand, looking at the ring, suddenly, she thought of the man in white under the death cliff. Because of the fool turtle, she almost forgot the injured man.

He has only drunk a little water from yesterday to now and has never eaten food. In this state, he may have starved to death before his injury has healed.

Feng Zhilou had no time to take care of the ring, so he quickly found some herbs for treating external and internal injuries, made some food, and cooked some broth. Thinking about his clothes being dirty and a little thin, he had to make two sets.

Wear clothes for him.

I originally planned to steal Uncle Feng's second uncle's clothes, but I was afraid that he would find out and scold her, so she decided to go out and buy two sets.
Chapter completed!