The group's beloved wife: She is the phoenix, she is the king

Chapter 651 Problems Appear

It is not so easy to avoid the trouble of starting at zero frame.

"Wife...my wound only looks scary, it's actually not serious." Dongfang Junyan said incoherently, "I swear, it's really just a minor injury..."

Because someone else was seriously injured...

"So... is anyone else injured?" Fan Nuoxi followed up the conversation, "I'll take care of your injuries first, and we'll talk about other things later."

Dongfang Junyan looked at Fan Nuoxi uncomfortably, feeling a little frightened.

She seems to be sulking. What should I do?

Long Yue, who was crying outside, noticed that the house had become much quieter. He hunched over with the box in his arms and walked to the door again. He pushed it open a crack and looked at the situation inside with tears on his face.

Perhaps it was because the two men's postures looked solemn and murderous, which made Long Yue's hand tremble with fear, and the box in his hand fell into the house.

The crisp sound of the box added a bit of restlessness to the already quiet night.

Long Yue looked at the two eyes cast towards him, his body trembling. He wanted to pick up the box but was afraid that Fan Nuoxi's emotions would implicate him...

"Wait, what's in the box?" Fan Nuoxi stopped Long Yue who was about to pick up the box and escape.

Long Yue's whole body froze, but he finally picked up the box and walked to Fan Nuoxi with somewhat unsteady steps and stood still.

"In this box..."

"This box contains something that came out of the rose. It's unclean and blocked Long Yue and me from coming in." Dongfang Junyan took over the conversation, sounding a little aggrieved. "It wanted to get close to me, but I rejected it. I don't want anything else to get close to me except you..."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Fan Nuoxi paused slightly in treating Dongfang Junyan's injuries, then looked at the withered roses in the room. His thoughts were somewhat drawn back to the matter of dealing with the cursed clone in the Penalty Prison, and his eyes involuntarily became sharp.

Dongfang Junyan and Long Yue noticed the changes in Fan Nuoxi's extension and couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Long Yue almost threw the box in his hand away, but he heard Fan Nuoxi say word by word, "Let me see the box."

"But..." Long Yue was a little embarrassed, and his hand on the box unconsciously tightened. "This thing might be harmful to you, so it's better not to touch it directly."

"That rose was made from my blood. I should know something about whether it has mutated or not."

"If it's bad for me, how can you be spared?"

Fan Nuoxi argued with reason.

Long Yue looked at Dongfang Junyan hesitantly, then at Fan Nuoxi, unable to make a decision for a moment.

"Nuoxi, that thing is extremely powerful, you'd better not look at it."

Dongfang Junyan said at the right time.

"What? I can't make the decision after this thing leaves my body?" Fan Nuoxi glanced at the withered rose and then at the box in Long Yue's hand, and she already had a guess in her mind.

Could it be that... there was another hidden reason behind my loss of control that day?

If so, then I need to know even more.

Dongfang Junyan was about to say something, but he saw Fan Nuoxi quickly snatch the box from Long Yue's hand. Looking at the seal on it, Fan Nuoxi didn't care, because the moment he touched the box, Fan Nuoxi knew what it was.

Dongfang Junyan saw her face change drastically and quickly threw the box aside.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

"Put that thing further away..."

Before he could finish, Fan Nuoxi fainted.

……

When I opened my eyes again, it was already noon.

"Wife, you scared me to death!" Before she was fully awake, Dongfang Junyan hugged her in his arms, and her face was soaked with his tears.

Fan Nuoxi subconsciously patted Dongfang Junyan on the back and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Dongfang Junyan cried even harder when he heard the voice, and his already red eyes looked even more touching now.

Feng Qingqing, Long Yue, Fei Ji, Fei Xia, Xi Jie, Pei Lin and others in the room were also looking at Fan Nuoxi nervously. He looked haggard, and there were some traces of fighting on his clothes.

There were still many rose petals scattered on the ground. Some of those petals were broken into small pieces, some turned into ashes, and some still had some traces of magic power. There were also a few roses that looked like they were withering, and there was nothing else.

After careful examination, it seemed that there were traces of his own magical power in it.

It also seemed as if an external force was trying to clean the house, but it seemed as if there was some restriction that prevented it from doing so, which was why she saw it.

But wouldn't she feel a sharp pain in her dantian whenever she used even a little bit of her magical power... Then why is it like this now?

Looking around, Fan Nuoxi's gaze fell on Dongfang Junyan's face again, "I...you..." What happened?

"Nothing... nothing... I'm glad you're okay..." Dongfang Junyan seemed unwilling to mention anything, and wiped his tears casually to cover up.

However, this action allowed Fan Nuoxi to see the scratches on his hands, which were obviously done by a woman, something Fan Nuoxi had not seen in the middle of the night.

Fan Nuoxi looked at her hands. Her nails looked clean, but seemed to be a little stinging. She understood what was going on and tears immediately flowed down her face.

"Sorry……"

"It's not your fault. You've been trying really hard to control yourself." Peilin saw the two people beside the bed, almost crying, and said, "After all...it takes a lot of effort for you to try your best not to hurt others in that situation."

"The fact that you've woken up now means you've succeeded."

“You’re really great.”

Upon hearing this, Fan Nuoxi's eyes froze for a moment, then turned into disbelief. "I just remember that I suddenly lost consciousness after touching the box... I have no memory of what happened after that..."

"Everything that happened later was related to what was in that box, right?"

Although there was some doubt in the sentence, the tone was firm.

"Yes." Dongfang Junyan remained noncommittal, choking with sobs, "But none of this was your subjective will, so don't blame yourself for it."

"But I hurt you after all." Fan Nuoxi lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, a lot of tears rolled down her face.

"Master, we were not actually seriously injured. It was mainly because after you finally calmed down, you had a high fever again, which troubled us for a long time. But now I'm glad that you are okay." Feng Qingqing walked forward and wiped Fan Nuoxi's tears with a handkerchief.

Feeling the warmth of Feng's fingertips and her concerned eyes, Fan Nuoxi pursed her lips and couldn't help but shed more tears.

After some comforting, Fan Nuoxi finally calmed down. After washing up, she walked out of the bedroom. Seeing them having changed into new clothes, she felt warm in her heart.

"It's my fault today that I made you worry. I want to apologize to you all here." As he spoke, he bowed.

Everyone was caught off guard by her treatment and looked at her in confusion.

"Nuoxi, to be honest, we are the ones who have let you down. If we had known earlier that someone had done something to you, how could we be powerless when you were in trouble?" Xijie said with fear and guilt.

He and Fan Nuoxi clearly had a contractual relationship, but he couldn't sense the abnormality in her body. It was really... too much of a drag...

Instead, he and Hagi seem like parasites...

Hagi Zhuo seemed to have heard the hidden meaning of Tu Jie's words. He looked at Fan Nuoxi with an extremely self-blaming look, and then his shoulders drooped a little.

Although the others did not say anything, their almost identical expressions allowed Fan Nuoxi to see their self-blame and guilt.

"All of this is mainly aimed at me. I don't want to implicate you." Fan Nuoxi didn't know what she was thinking about, and her eyes were red. "If one day I become a killing machine without reason, please... kill me at all costs!"

Fan Nuoxi said the last three words with great sorrow and anguish, but she still forced herself to say them out loud while suppressing the pain.

"No...don't..." Dongfang Junyan hurriedly hugged Fan Nuoxi tightly, as if he was afraid that she would do something stupid.

"Yes, Nuoxi, when encountering something like this we have to find a way to solve it together, instead of sacrificing you in exchange for our peace." Peilin took Xiaocai forward, and Xiaocai took the opportunity to hug Fan Nuoxi's thigh.

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This chapter's screenwriter: Fan Nuoxi

Artistic Director: Dongfang Junyan

Friendly performance: Xiao Cai