The main god has a system group

Chapter 469

Nianxi smiled and said: "I can take it back, Feng Huang, you are too good-looking to be seen by people down the mountain."

I really can't do anything about her.

Fenghuang carried everything on his back, and picked up two chickens in his hands.

"Let's go, let's go back and talk."

"I also carry one." Nianxi took it with a smile.

With one free hand, he tightly grasped her other hand.

Nian Xi was taken aback for a moment, and was dragged by him before following his steps.

How do they live this day, just like ordinary young couples.

It seems that both husband and wife return home.

But she is not A Yao, she is Nian Xi, and he is not Zhong Ming, it's just that there is Zhong Ming in this body.

……

"Auntie, coo coo!"

Nianxi threw some broken millet on the ground to feed the chickens, Fenghuang was sitting under the tree reading a book.

He raised his head, looked at Nianxi and asked with a smile, "Ayao, how long are you going to keep these two chickens?"

I thought she just wanted to eat chicken, so I bought two more chickens.

Unexpectedly, they lived here for more than a month, and the two chickens were still alive and well.

Nian Xi responded with a smile: "Keep one for Chinese New Year, and the other."

Nianxi squatted down, grabbed a chicken, touched its buttocks and said, "Today, the big flower chicken has another egg. It lays eggs very well. Let's eat it when we decide to leave."

"Feng Huang!" Nianxi dodged the book in his hand, then leaned on his lap and asked with a smile, "Do you like poached eggs, fried eggs, or boiled eggs?"

"Do we have enough oil?"

"Uh, I should go down the mountain again a year ago."

"Then eat boiled eggs to save fuel."

Nianxi laughed, Fenghuang is getting better and better now.

He was born with a golden key when he was young. The Murong family is a race that looks at faces. He is the best-looking one among his brothers and sisters. He is the most liked, even preferred, by his queen mother, Kezuhun.

The cost of food and clothing has always been as comfortable as possible, why would you think that you have to save rice, oil and salt?
Leaning on his lap, Nianxi looked up at the blue sky, "Although living here is quiet, but the food is always simple, Feng Huang is used to it?"

For some reason, she couldn't bear him to endure hardship, even if they were from a poor family now, she still wanted to spoil him as a young master.

"Why don't I go down the mountain again tomorrow, and I'll buy you some delicious food." Nianxi said excitedly again.

Fenghuang looked at her, shook his head and sighed, "It's not that I have a hard life, don't forget, I'm just a captive, a prisoner, and I'm equal to you, Ayao. I'm no longer a nobleman of the Murong clan, No longer the King of Zhongshan."

"But Emperor Feng is hungry and thin." She pinched his face.

"How can you be hungry and thin? Your illusion. But you, A Yao, seem to have grown taller."

"Ah? Is there any?"

Nian Xi stood up.

Fenghuang stood behind her, pressed her head, and compared himself: "Well, she has grown taller. A Yao was here before, but now... here, you see, she has grown so much .”

He gestured to her.

He was so careful, it really made her dumbfounded.

"Ayao, don't go down the mountain." Feng Huang's expression suddenly became serious.

"Fu Jian is not stupid. He will soon know that we did not go to the Eastern Jin Dynasty. We are near Chang'an. I am afraid that we are also within the scope of his search. The more times you go down the mountain, the greater the chance of being exposed. There is some surplus food at home. Let us Let’s make it right. When we’re done eating, we’ll leave here.”

Nian Xi thought about it carefully, then nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)