After Han Ling Shuang left, Feng Hong Ye couldn't help but clutch her chest, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.
Although the glass armor blocked Han Ling Shuang's fatal blow, the difference in cultivation level was real, and Feng Hong Ye still suffered some injuries.
She quickly took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out a pill and swallowed it. Her complexion improved a little. Then she quickly went to Feng Jiu's side, supported him, and fed him a pill as well.
After a while, Feng Jiu's expression softened a little.
However, he was too badly injured to even stand up, and could only sit on the ground panting heavily.
Feng Hongye glanced at him and said with a smile, "I've already saved you twice. Tell me, doesn't Lin Yu owe me a huge favor?"
Feng Jiu took a deep breath, glanced at her, and shook her head. "You've been here for a while, haven't you? You could have made your move sooner, but you waited until Madam was given the Forgetfulness Gu before you appeared. Is it because you, like Han Ling Shuang, also wanted Madam to forget the Young Marshal and wanted her to leave him on her own? Am I right?"
He believed that Feng Hongye's appearance was not accidental, otherwise she wouldn't have followed him here.
Although the other party saved him, they also had their own selfish motives. They all wanted to win over the young marshal and ruin his relationship with his wife. In essence, they were the same.
Feng Hongye blushed, not expecting that Feng Jiu had seen through her thoughts.
She pursed her lips and said, "Love is inherently selfish! Besides, I saved your life; I'm your benefactor. You can't deny that, can you?"
Feng Jiu glanced at her coldly, "My life is worthless. I would rather give up this life than have anything happen to the young marshal and his wife! Because I know that his wife is the person the young marshal cherishes most, the person he would even risk his life to protect. Do you understand?"
Finally, Feng Jiu shouted it out loud.
Feng Hongye couldn't help but shudder, a sheepish expression immediately appearing on her face, unsure of what to say.
Feng Jiu ignored her and struggled to her feet, walking step by step toward Lu Xueqing.
At this moment, Lu Xueqing sat blankly on the bed with her beautiful eyes glazed over, her expression sometimes bewildered and sometimes chuckling foolishly.
"Madam..." Feng Jiu called out.
Lu Xueqing glanced at him, "General Feng Jiu?"
Feng Jiu's expression froze for a moment, then she exclaimed with delight, "Does Madam still remember me?"
"Madam?" Lu Xueqing looked confused again. "Who is Madam? I am Lu Xueqing!"
Feng Jiu quickly said, "Madam, I am the young marshal's subordinate. The young marshal is your husband. You even remember me, how could you forget your own identity?"
"My husband is the young marshal?" Lu Xueqing was stunned, then burst out laughing. "General Feng Jiu, you must be kidding me. I'm just a commoner. How could I possibly be the young marshal's wife? I'm just a director at the Lu family company, a mere director!"
Feng Jiu shook her head, unwilling to give up, and said, "Madam, think about it carefully. How did you come to know me? And Qi Wei? It's all because of the Young Marshal! The Young Marshal is your husband! Think about it carefully!"
"Young Marshal, is he really my husband?" Lu Xueqing's brows furrowed instantly. In that instant, some images seemed to float into her mind. They were fragments, and in these fragments, a blurry figure was always by her side.
She wanted to see the man's face clearly, but her head was spinning like a thunderbolt, giving her a splitting headache.
"Ah, my head hurts so much! Who...who is he? The young marshal? My husband? Why can't I remember? Why, ah—"
Finally, Lu Xueqing screamed in agony as if she had gone mad, then closed her eyes and collapsed to the ground.
"Madam!" Feng Jiu rushed forward and helped her up, but Lu Xueqing had already completely lost consciousness.
Feng Hongye's expression twitched. "The CPU is burnt out?"
Unexpectedly, the Heartless Gu of the Witchcraft Sect is really powerful. Lu Xueqing has really forgotten about Lin Yu!
However, at this time, Lin Yu was unaware of what had happened to his wife.
But at one moment, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart, and my hand holding the needle trembled violently.
"Mr. Lin, are you alright?" Liang Qingxia, who was watching him administer acupuncture, asked with concern.
Lin Yu shook his head and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, I was just a little restless just now, probably because I didn't get enough rest!"
Liang Qingxia was surprised. Her grandfather said that even if Mr. Lin, a master of Qigong, did not sleep or rest, he would not easily get sick. Today was really too abnormal.
Fortunately, Lin Yu finished the acupuncture treatment and then asked Liang Qingxia to cover Yuan Fang with a blanket and take care of her.
Because the exorcism process still required Yuan Fang to be naked, Lin Yu asked Liang Qingxia for help this time.
After the second exorcism of the Gu, the surge of Gu in Yuan Fang's body subsided once again.
However, this cannot continue. We must find the person who cast the curse and obtain the antidote. Otherwise, using this method of exorcising the curse will cause great harm to Yuan Fang's body and is not a long-term solution.
Just then, Lin Yu's phone rang.
It was Feng Jiu who called.
Feng Jiu naturally recounted what had happened to Lu Xueqing.
"What? Something happened to my wife?" Lin Yu's pupils trembled violently, and his whole body was instantly filled with murderous intent.
Liang Qingxia was so frightened that she fell to the ground with a thud. It was the first time she had ever seen Lin Yu so terrifying.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu had regained his composure. "Sorry, Qingxia, I scared you!"
Liang Qingxia looked embarrassed, then asked with concern, "I just heard you say that Xueqing had an accident? What happened to her?"
Lin Yu shook his head. "She's also been poisoned, but her life isn't in danger, so you don't need to worry!"
"Ah? You're also from the Witchcraft Sect?" Liang Qingxia asked again.
Lin Yu nodded. "That's right, it's Chen Zheng! But he's dead!"
"What?" Liang Qingxia's eyes widened in shock, then she looked at Yuan Fang. "What about Miss Yuan's Gu poison?"
Lin Yu shook his head. "I'll go check first, see if Chen Zheng has any antidote. If he does, great; if not, we'll have to think of other ways!"
"I can't talk to you any longer. I need to go back and check on my wife. I'll leave Miss Yuan in your care. I'll be going now!"
Concerned for his wife's safety, Lin Yu didn't want to say anything more and immediately turned and walked out.
Brigitte Leung couldn't help but purse her red lips, then shook her head, "I wonder if one day, there will be a man who will be this nervous for me..."
As she spoke, she looked at Yuan Fang and suddenly felt that both Lu Xueqing and Yuan Fang, women who were cherished by Lin Yu, were so happy and lucky.
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