Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 910 She doesn’t mind letting people know.

Bai Mingwei didn't move, still sitting on the railing of the corridor.

She folded her hands and looked at Feng Qingchen, then patted her side.

Since Feng Qingchen doesn't avoid taboos, why should she?
After all, Feng Qingchen's kindness to her was never something shameful, let alone something she needed to hide.

If the situation didn't allow it, she would even want the whole world to know that there was such a man, like a father and a brother, who would do everything for her.

Feng Qingchen Shiran sat down beside her, and then put the food box on the other side.

As a result, there was no obstacle between him and Bai Mingwei.

They are so close.

So close that the sleeves of his broad robe flowed over Bai Mingwei's body.

So close that he needed to move away slightly before he could turn around and hand the soup in the bowl to Bai Mingwei's hand.

He said: "Drink it slowly, it's not bitter at all."

Bai Mingwei took the bowl and drank it up as usual.

It had been a long time since she had stopped to taste the food carefully. Even if the carefully prepared soup was in her hands, she still drank it so urgently.

Feng Qingchen took the empty bowl from her hand and handed her a handkerchief: "Wipe your mouth."

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Feng Qingchen concentrated on packing the food box.

Bai Mingwei just looked at him.

Looking at his side face under the lamp, it seems to be covered with a layer of soft color, and his robe is flowing like water.

Looking at him again, he turned around and took out a sachet as if he were offering a treasure: "There have been a lot of mosquitoes recently, so I made a mosquito-repelling sachet for you. Hang it around your waist, and the mosquitoes will not come close to you."

Bai Mingwei took the sachet and gently stroked the pattern on it.

She didn't need to look closely to know that it was her favorite pear blossom.

It is also the thing that witnesses the beginning of her story with Feng Qingchen.

She hung the sachet on her waist without hesitation and chuckled: "Thank you."

The posthouse is a place for receiving foreign guests, symbolizing the etiquette and majesty of a country.

No matter what, the conditions of the post house are not bad. Naturally, there are many people responsible for cleaning, and the mosquito repellent must be excellent. How can there be mosquitoes here?
Giving a sachet is fake, but wanting to tell others that the love and righteousness between them is true.

Bai Mingwei's heart was clear, but he was also willing to cooperate with Feng Qingchen.

Originally, she had already promised her future to Feng Qingchen, and they agreed that they would accept Feng Qingchen's relationship when the matter was settled.

What kind of relationship they have is tacitly understood by each other.

She doesn't mind letting people know.

What's more, if what Yuan Wu said about her fate is true.

So in this limited time, even if she couldn't respond to this feeling wholeheartedly, she still wanted to be kind to this man who was willing to risk his life for her.

Feng Qingchen saw that she tied the sachet around her waist without thinking, and the smile on her lips was brighter than the spring flowers.

"I made it myself, do you like it?"

Bai Ming was slightly surprised. She put her hand on the sachet and stroked it gently.

Indeed, the stitching is not very fine and the workmanship is not very refined.

However, for Feng Qingchen, it would be very laborious to make such a sachet.

She took Feng Qingchen's hand and looked at it carefully under the lamp. She saw some red spots on the fingers of Feng Qingchen's left hand.

It was caused by a needle prick, you can tell at a glance.

She was in a state of flux and didn't know what to say to this fool.

Female red, female red.

As the name suggests, needlework is basically done by women.

A grown man goes through the motions of needlework and embroidery, which is astonishing to the world.What's more, he still has many problems with his eyes.

Feng Qingchen took back his hand and asked her, "Why don't you speak? Do you think that men who embroider sachets are unmanly?"

Bai Ming shook his head slightly: "I like it, I like it very much. As long as it's from you, I like it. I just feel sorry for you, and my fingertips are all hurt."

She knew that Mingwei was not some pedantic thing that fell into a book bag.

The education she received never included the rhetoric that "women should look like women, and men should look like men."

If she holds a sword and goes into battle to kill the enemy, it will not change the fact that she is a woman.

Feng Qingchen does embroidery in the kitchen and washes his hands to make soup, but he will not lose his manliness.

A woman's tenderness lies in her care for those close to her, no matter what method.

A man's tenderness lies in caring for the people he cares about, no matter what method.

Who says a real man has to stand tall, hide his head, and do things that show his masculinity?

A real man is someone who knows how to love and give, and who can shoulder responsibilities.

And Feng Qingchen has always been a real man.

When Feng Qingchen heard this, he covered his left hand with his sleeve and smiled like a big boy.

He lowered his voice as if whispering: "Your sister-in-law took little Chuanyi to meet her father and mother. She was very happy when she came back. It must have been a very happy reunion."

Bai Ming nodded slightly: "That's good. Now in the backyard of Bai Mansion, almost everyone is counting on my sister-in-law. Even if she wants to be weak, she has no chance."

"In front of Master Shen and Mrs. Shen, she must be able to take off all her disguises, be weak for a while, and be a well-protected little girl."

Feng Qingchen whispered slowly: "You know, in front of me, you can be your truest self anytime, anywhere."

Bai Ming raised his head slightly, looked at his kind and gentle face, and replied in a manly voice: "I know."

Feng Qingchen stood up: "I have to go."

Bai Mingwei stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

The two walked side by side towards the outside of the post house.

After leaving the courtyard where Yuan Wu lived, he turned his head and said softly: "Yuan Wu's people have been placed in front of Liu Yao."

Bai Mingwei showed an unexpected look: "No wonder, His Highness Ninth Prince seems to have changed."

Feng Qingchen said: "All this is thanks to Xiao Chuanyi."

Bai Ming was slightly surprised: "Xiao Chuanyi?"

Feng Qingchen nodded: "Liu Yao was provoked. He climbed over the wall and broke into Bai Mansion. His original intention was to find the Sixth Girl, but he was led to Shensi Pavilion."

"He met Chuanyi at Shensi Pavilion. Within about one meal, his whole body changed, as if he had figured it out."

Bai Ming shook his head slightly: "If this kid Chuan Yi can be taught well, his future will be limitless."

Feng Qingchen agreed very much: "That's true."

The gate of the posthouse will arrive soon.

Bai Ming said slightly: "I won't send you too far. You should rest early."

Feng Qingchen nodded and then left.

Bai Mingwei turned around and walked back to where he was on duty.

Feng Qingchen listened to her footsteps go away, but didn't move for a while.

Finally, he shook off his sleeves and walked under the night.

The pure white clothes are like a clean snowflake falling in this vast world.

It seemed that the little girl did know her destiny.

Otherwise, he would not fully accept his unabashed show of kindness.

Thinking about this, he sighed.

(End of this chapter)