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Being stared at by Fu min, Ji qinglin looked away in embarrassment. He didnât look into Fu minâs eyes, and a faint blush gradually appeared on his fair cheeks.
âWhy are you staring at me like that?â
The young manâs voice had a hint of gentleness as he mumbled. He seemed to be acting coquettishly.
Fu Shangâs eyelids twitched.
This personâ¦
Ji qinglin raised his hand and coughed. 1 heard that the devil Qi Chen has locked up young Palace master Gu, so 1 came to save you.
âI donât know young master Ji, why would you risk your life to save me?â Fu Shang continued.
It was still the same sentence.
She looked like she was going to get to the bottom of it.
Ji qinglin said seriously.
âEveryone has the right to kill demon Qi Chen. If the young Palace master falls into his hands, he will definitely be in trouble. I will naturally save him.â
Fu Shang was speechless.
She believed his lies.
Could this personâs eyes be any more arrogant?
Fu Shang wanted to ask more.
However, he felt the world spinning.
Her body fell limply, and a sense of powerlessness spread to her limbs.
At the last moment before Fu Shang passed out.
She met Ji qinglinâs worried eyes.
The other partyâs thin lips opened and closed, as if he was saying something.
But Fu min couldnât hear him clearly.
His consciousness dissipated in a daze.
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In a daze.
Fu Shang felt a long and cold hand on her neck, a familiar feeling.
The other party didnât use any force.
However, the cold touch still made Fu Shang shiver unconsciously.
Who was it?
Who wanted to kill her?
Qi Chen?
Fu Shangâs eyelids were so heavy that she couldnât even open them, let alone see the blurry figure in front of her.
When Fu Shang woke up â¦
It was already the second dayâs daybreak.
When he opened his eyes, all he saw was a white mosquito net and a simple bed. Fu Shang reached out to hold his head.
It was obvious that they were in an Inn.
She didnât die?
The person who strangled her last night didnât really strangle her?
But why did he stop?
Fu Shang subconsciously grabbed the blanket covering her body, feeling that death was so close to her.
As expected, had she been living in peace for too long?
Just as she was letting her thoughts run wild.
The door was pushed open from the outside.
Fu Shang looked up with a strong sense of vigilance.
The first thing that came into view was â¦
It was a pair of slender and good-looking hands. They were beautiful and had distinct joints.
Then, there was a familiar red figure.
It was Ji qinglin.
He was holding a bowl of porridge in his hands. When he pushed the door open and saw that Fu min had already sat up, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. He quickly walked over and said,â little girl, youâre awake.
The young manâs face was filled with unconcealed joy.
Two shallow dimples actually appeared on her fair cheeks, making her look very cute.
This person seemed to be very friendly and immediately called Fu min âlittle girlâ-
Fu Shang nodded.
Ji qinglin sat by her bed and handed the bowl of porridge to Fu min. youâve been unconscious for a day and a night. Have some porridge first, or your body wonât be able to take it.
Fu Shang didnât know where Ji qinglinâs kindness came from.
But now that she had lost all her martial arts, it was difficult for her to survive in the pugilistic world. If she could be on good terms with this person, it might not be a bad thing.
However, she was afraid that this person actually had some plot against herâ¦
Forget it.
She had nothing now, so what could this person scheme against her?
As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes. The situation was urgent now, so there was no need for her to think so much..