The Third Lady supported Master Feng, not knowing that her husband was pretending to faint. She pinched Master Feng's philtrum with her sharp nails and shouted anxiously, "Master, Master, are you okay?"
Master Feng San was in so much pain that he throbbed with pain. He almost couldn't help but sit up and slap the woman hard.
He was just pretending to faint, was it necessary to strangle him to death?
If you don’t know, you might think that this woman is seeking revenge for his frequent visits to brothels.
Forget it, I'll just hold it in for now so I can stop and rest for a while.
The Third Lady was even more anxious when she saw that Master Feng San did not wake up even after pinching his Ren Zhong point hard, and he seemed to be having cramps.
The noise of the team attracted an official who was walking nearby. He approached and asked, "What happened?"
When the third wife saw the official, she quickly told him what happened, "Sir, my master just fainted. When I pinched his nose, he was twitching. Woo, can you stop and rest for a while so that my master can see a doctor? Woo, woo, woo——"
Meng Liang heard the noise coming from the team behind him, turned his horse around, and found that the people behind him were not catching up, so he rode towards the direction of the third lady.
"What's this about?"
The officer replied respectfully, "Sir Meng, Third Master Feng has fainted. When Third Madam pinched his nose, he seemed to have cramps."
Hearing this, Meng Liang glanced at Master Feng San who was lying in the arms of the Third Madam.
Her eyes moved from time to time, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly. Looking at the rise and fall of her chest, it was obvious that it became more rapid after she knew it was him.
Ha, pretending to be faint! Meng Liang saw through Mr. Feng Sanye's trick at a glance.
court death!
With a cold smile on his face, he ordered the Third Lady, "Pinch his philtrum harder and he will wake up. If he still doesn't wake up, I will help you cure Master Feng San!"
Master Feng Sanye shuddered when he heard this.
The Third Lady was half-believing and half-doubting, but the other party was an official who held their lives in her hands, so she could only follow Meng Liang's instructions and use all her strength to pinch the Third Master Feng's philtrum.
Master Feng San was wincing in pain.
He secretly hated this bitch, was she really going to kill her?
No, he's been strangled twice. If he keeps pretending, he'll definitely be able to catch a break.
Even if they couldn't rest, the officers should have found a way to find someone to carry him and continue walking, so that he wouldn't have to continue walking so hard.
Ouch, you are very able to endure pain. Meng Liang sneered.
The Third Lady's eyes were slightly red. It was over. Her master's cramps had become more severe. Could he have some serious illness?
She said helplessly, "Master Meng, what should we do?"
Meng Liang smiled, "Don't worry. I'll help you treat him. I guarantee he will wake up."
After saying this, without waiting for the Third Lady to react, Meng Liang swung the whip in his hand and lashed at Master Feng Sanye hard.
“Ahhhh!”
Master Feng San rolled over in pain. The sound of slaughtering a pig resounded through the sky and startled the birds on the tree branches.
"Look, isn't he awake?" Meng Liang stared at Master Feng, who was rolling on the ground, with a sinister look. "If you dare to pretend to be sick again, I will order people to dig a hole and bury you!"
After saying this, he rode his horse forward.
At this moment, the Third Lady finally realized that Master Feng was pretending to be unconscious.
She felt a little resentful, but what could she do? Even if he was useless, he was still her husband.
Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog!
All the prisoners witnessed how Meng Liang punished Feng Sanye who pretended to faint, and they were so scared that they dared not pretend to faint anymore. They gathered their strength and continued to move forward with heavy steps.
Feng Jiuyan watched the show with great interest and continued on her way with the large group.
Not to mention that the prisoners had sore legs and feet and were exhausted all over, even Feng Jiuyan felt sore legs and unbearable pain in the soles of his feet.
After all, this body is too weak.
However, even if she survived in the apocalypse, she would rarely need to walk for long periods of time.
The means of transportation are either off-road vehicles, electric cars, motorcycles, or bicycles.
It is extremely painful to think that these means of transportation in space cannot be used.
It’s still better to be modern, as you have a means of transportation whenever you go out.
Oh, forget it. The most urgent thing is to find a pair of comfortable sneakers.
Licking her dry lips, Feng Jiuyan reached into her bag and when she touched the water bag, she was not in a hurry to take it out. Instead, she put the water bag into the space, then concentrated her mind and replaced the ordinary water in the water bag with the spiritual spring water in the space before taking the water bag out.
She pulled out the cork and handed it to Madam Feng, "Mother, have a drink of water."
Madam Feng took it, took a few sips, and was a little surprised.
Hey, this water seems to be sweeter than usual. Could it be that her brother added some sugar to the water bag?
I moved my body and felt full of energy. It seemed that I could walk for another hour or two?
Well, it’s worthy of being the water bag my brother gave me!
She hid the surprise on her face, fearing that others would notice. She handed the water bag to Feng Jiuyan and lowered her voice, "Daughter, drink a few sips. This is a good thing your uncle gave you. After drinking it, you will be full of energy."
Feng Jiuli widened her eyes and weakly retracted her outstretched hand which was ignored.
Love will indeed disappear.
He raised his head and looked at his mother and sister eagerly. He saw his sister drink a few sips of water from the water bag, then looked at his mother with shining eyes and agreed with her.
"Wow, it's worthy of being sent by my uncle. It's so sweet, and even better than the water I usually drink. After I drank it, my body was full of energy. The fatigue in my body seemed to have dissipated a lot." Feng Jiuyan echoed Madam Feng.
Of course she knew the function of the spiritual spring, after all, in her previous life, she drank the water from the spiritual spring whenever she had time. The spiritual spring water could make ordinary people stronger and improve their physical fitness.
This is also the reason why she was able to remain safe and sound when the apocalyptic virus broke out in the previous life.
She decided to use the water from the spiritual spring to feed her mother, brother, and herself every day. Although the road of exile was not as difficult as the apocalypse, the medical technology was backward and a fever or cold could easily kill people.
Therefore, a strong physique is very necessary.
After drinking the water, he handed the water bag to Madam Feng.
Madam Feng took the water bag. Feng Jiuli rubbed her hands and licked her dry lips.
Well, it’s finally his turn. He also wants to taste this magical water and see what’s so magical about it!
He looked at his mother expectantly.
But his dear mother put the cork in her hand back into the water bag, and quickly stuffed the water bag back into the bag carried by his sister, muttering softly, "This good thing must be kept well, and must not be discovered by ungrateful people."
His mother's hand speed was so fast that he didn't have time to speak out to stop her. He could only watch in confusion.
Feng Jiuli: “…”
Love will never disappear.
It's love...never!
"Mother, have you forgotten me?" Feng Jiuli spoke aggrievedly, her voice filled with tears, as if she was about to cry.
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