The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 337 Crow Mouth (1)

"How come I can buy food as soon as it arrives?" Feng Qiwu looked up at the cold wind unhappily, took out a wooden box from his storage ring and put it on the ground, "This is what I prepared!"

"What is this?" Han Yun has mastered her skill in eating yogurt. Feng Qiwu and Han Mo haven't even finished half a bowl. Attracting attention, he quickly opened the box, and exclaimed in surprise, "Meat Dragon!"

"Fart, you know a meat dragon, this is pancake fruit!" Feng Qiwu dug a spoonful of yogurt and stuffed it into his mouth, "Last night, Zisu and Uncle Lan's new work was not given to anyone, and it was quietly stuffed in the middle of the night. If Zisu hadn’t told me secretly this morning, I wouldn’t have known there was such a thing in my food storage.”

"Pancake fruit?" Han Mo looked eagerly at Feng Qiwu's food box after eating the yogurt, "Then is this pancake or fruit?"

"The pancake fruit is just the pancake fruit. How can you take it apart and talk about it? Your name is Han Mo. I asked you whether you are Han or Mo. How would you answer?"

Every pancake fruit was carefully held by Zisu with soft oil paper, Feng Qiwu dragged a pancake fruit like touching a diluted treasure, "Let's go, what are you waiting for?"

Han Yun and Han Mo got started in an instant, and their movements were so nimble that they didn't look like people who ate pancakes for the first time, but Han Yun took a bite on the top, and when the stuffing started to fall from the bottom, he was embarrassed, and Han Mo didn't get better Where are you going, Feng Qiwu moved the oil paper down a little bit, dragged the pancakes and fruit to gloat, "Look at your food, it's as if you haven't seen it in 800 years."

"Ma'am, don't laugh at fifty steps, you are not much better." Han Yun was not willing to be teased by Feng Qiwu, and boldly exposed Feng Qiwu's shortcoming, "Every time you eat rice noodles, what kind of chopsticks are you?" Bi Hanmo sandwiching noodles last night was not much better, if it wasn't for the lord to help you, the last bowl of rice noodles in a casserole would definitely be cold after you finish eating it by yourself."

Feng Qiwu's chopsticks are indeed a mallet. This is a fact that everyone who is familiar with her knows, but no one dares to say it until now. Han Mo silently moved back a little while holding his pancake fruit, deeply afraid of Feng Qi. When Wu taught Han Yun a lesson, his poor pond fish was also affected, but he admired Han Yun a little bit in his heart. After all, he was the one who was laughed at when holding chopsticks last night.

Feng Qiwu bit the pancake fruit and looked at Han Yun with dangerous eyes. For a moment, she wanted to kick this troublesome dead girl away, but thinking that there were only three of them at the moment, and they couldn't fight each other anymore, so she laughed. There are smiles on the corners of the eyes and brows, and the cold rhyme of the smile is creepy, "Ma'am, you can do whatever you want, I will die early and be reborn early, I feel terrified when you look at me like this!"

"Actually!" Feng Qiwu said after a pause, holding the pancake fruit away from his face "I just have someone help me, so I can eat enough with chopsticks and sticks, Han Yun, you seem One year older than me, do you want me to help you find a 24 filial husband who can go up to the hall and go down to the kitchen, after all, you don't look like a good wife who can be virtuous and housekeeping?"

Han Yun was so choked that she took a hard bite of the pancake fruit, as if it was Feng Qiwu's meat, "Speaking of the virtuous housekeeping wife, I really can't compare to you, after all, not everyone can make money like you, But you, a virtuous housekeeper, can you tell me, when we get out of the desert, how will we pay for food and lodging, basic necessities of life?"

"Ga" It's okay if you don't mention it, it's like a man silent and a woman crying, Feng Qiwu turned around silently, looking at Han Mo with the last hope, "You should have followed your lord to the Xuantian Continent, right?" , do you have any gold coins on you?"

Han Mo shook his head nastily, "This subordinate actually went there once. It was two years ago when we didn't know you, Madam. It was useless to carry it with you, so I left it all to Xueying. The things over there Blood Shadow is responsible."

"You stick!" Feng Qiwu wiped his hands indiscriminately after eating the last bite of pancake fruit, and put his hands on his hips, "What use do I need you for?"

Han Mo blinked aggrievedly, turned his mind, and began to change the subject, "Ma'am, your rice noodles should be cold."

Feng Qiwu looked left and right, there was no one to help, so he had to rely on his own efforts, took a spoon and chopsticks and laboriously filled a bowl and handed it to Han Mo, "Hurry up, it's going to be dark soon, let's go on our way as soon as we finish eating."

"Thank you ma'am." After diverting Feng Qiwu's energy, Han Mo happily ate.

The three of them had enough to eat and drink. After tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Feng Qiwu also changed into tight-fitting combat uniforms, and the stars also came out. The night sky in the desert, when there is no wind, it can be regarded as the moon and the stars are scarce. Feng Qiwu Relying on the Polaris to identify the direction, "Let's go, let's go fast before the wind blows, as soon as the sun rises, we won't be able to go when it gets hot."

She said that she took out her usual rope from the storage ring and wrapped it around her waist twice, and handed the two ends of the rope to Han Yun and Han Mo respectively, "Tie yourself tightly, there are only three of us, no one can Fall down, otherwise, getting lost in this desert alone is no different from the death penalty!"

"Don't worry, I can't lose it." Han Yun said as she wrapped the rope around her waist several times, and finally tied it into a knot to remind Feng Qiwu, "Madam, please wrap it a few more times, in case a big storm comes , this rope is so thin, it must break your waist?"

"No." Feng Qiwu shook his head, "I'm tied in a dead knot, and the rope won't move." Turning around to look at Han Mo, "You also tie yourself up tightly. When you see the whirlwind, get down on the spot and protect your eyes. and muzzle."

Feng Qiwu and the others walked while talking, because the weather was good, the North Star was always obvious, so they didn't worry about getting lost, but after walking for about two hours, Han Yun was exhausted, "Oh, it can't, it can't, We have to rest for a while, if we go on like this, we will die of exhaustion before we get out of the desert!" Han Yun bent over and covered her knees with her hands, panting heavily.

Han Yun was also a little tired. Looking at Feng Qiwu's calm appearance, she was a little curious, and asked her pantingly, "Ma'am, are you not tired at all? It's been two hours since I walked, why don't you even take a few breaths?" of?"

Feng Qiwu shook his head, "Sit down and have a rest, I'm a little tired too."

"I'm going to be exhausted, you're a little tired, it's unreasonable, it seems like I'm the one who runs up and down to perform tasks every day, you sit in the comfort zone arranged by the lord every day without moving, why do you look at it now?" Looks like I'm the lazy one?"

Han Yun must have been tired and stupid. When she was talking, she forgot who she was speaking to. Han Mo wanted to remind her, but she was too tired to be in that mood.

Feng Qiwu unexpectedly did not refute, lying on the soft sand and looking at the sky, his voice was a little ethereal, "It's just being lazy when your lord is around, how could you forget the instinct of survival?"

"So, surviving in the desert is also one of your survival skills?" Han Yun doesn't know much about Feng Qiwu's origin and experience, but she has heard of it more or less. In the past, Feng Qiwu didn't mention it. I didn't ask too many questions, but today, after appearing in the desert, even she and Han Mo, the two experienced secret guards, were in a panic, but Feng Qiwu, the once delicate young lady of the Feng family, and later the even more noble princess , now their lord mistress just regained her senses after being confused for a while.

After waking up from Feng Qiwu, she calmly arranged for them to change their clothes, read the time with a brush, measure the direction with the sun and the North Star, and travel at night, no matter what kind of way, she felt that she couldn't get this thing in front of her. The capable and neat woman is associated with the soft and soft little lady next to her lord.

"Of course." Feng Qiwu's melancholy was only for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice was very clear, "Survival in the desert is also a part of survival in the wild. How could anyone learn this and miss that."

As she spoke, she got up and knelt down and walked to Han Yun's side, "Lie down, I'll rub your legs, or you won't be able to walk when you get up later."

"No need ma'am, I'm fine??????" Before Han Yun could finish her refusal, she was overturned by Feng Qiwu in the sand and took a mouthful of sand. It’s not up to you if there’s something that can’t be done.”

Feng Qiwu sat down on Han Yun's waist as he spoke, rubbed his hands vigorously, and glanced sideways at Han Mo, "You should move around yourself, don't keep sitting."

"Ma'am, don't worry, the same is true for subordinates' meditation exercises." Hearing Han Yun's painful cry, Han Mo quickly expressed that he had a solution, fearing that the person who uttered that kind of wailing in the next moment would become himself.

Feng Qiwu saw through his thoughts but didn't say anything, and continued to massage Han Yun.

After resting for less than half an hour, the three of them set off again. The sky in Xia Zhiyu was dark late and bright early. After the few people started again, the sky was about to dawn within two hours, the stars disappeared, and the sun was still there. After coming out, Feng Qiwu couldn't tell the direction and didn't dare to move forward rashly, he swung his legs, "Let's go here today, rest first, and make plans after the sun comes out."

"Okay??????" Before Han Yun could finish speaking, she suddenly turned a corner and pointed to the distance, "Ma'am, it's a whirlwind!"

The whirlwind rushing straight into the sky came quickly, after Han Yun finished speaking, Feng Qiwu took a look, grabbed the hands of the two and shouted, "Close your eyes, squat down!"

The three people were kneeling in the sand with their arms connected, their heads next to each other. The howling wind passed behind them, and the exposed hands seemed to be scratched by a knife, and the painful people trembled.

The desert in the early morning, even in the summer region, is not too hot. The sand covers the body, which is icy cold, and the extremely low temperature can be felt through the clothes.

Fortunately, the strong wind in the desert came and went quickly, and the whirlwind passed over their heads. Feng Qiwu shook his head, and said with difficulty, "How is it, is everything okay?"

"I'm fine, Ma'am, are you okay?" The three of them were in a triangle shape, Han Mo was right in front of the wind, but was blocked by Feng Qiwu and Han Yun, not much sand was buried on his body, so he shook a few times, He shook off the sand buried in himself.

Feng Qiwu was trying to shake the sand off his body, when he heard this, he smiled, "It's good that it's okay, Han Yun, what are you doing, you can squeak out of breath!"

"Ma'am, it seems to be quicksand under me." Han Yun uttered each word, and said the last few words very quickly, as if she had spent all her energy, and there was nothing after she finished speaking. sound.

Feng Qiwu didn't even think about it, and roared, "Han Mo will move with me later!"

After finishing speaking, he made a decision, and regardless of the thick sand buried on his body and his ability, Han Mo only felt that the whirlwind that had just gone away seemed to be back again, blowing so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and he didn't respond yet When he came over, he felt the rope tied around his waist being pulled upwards. Thinking of what Feng Qiwu said just now, he summoned his spiritual power and jumped into the air.

The three of them pulled it out like a carrot, and at that moment, the whirlwind disappeared on the spot. Before Han Mo could react, the three of them fell heavily to the ground.

Han Mo was at the bottom, and was almost hit internally by Feng Qiwu and Han Yun. The moment Feng Qiwu landed, she heard Han Mo's muffled groan, and she was also confused, not knowing what to do for a long time.

Han Yun, on the other hand, couldn't blame herself, she quickly rolled over from Feng Qiwu's body, "Are you all right, how are you, and you didn't get hurt?"

"I didn't get hurt, but I'm going to be crushed to death by you!" Feng Qiwu groaned desperately, Han Yun's elbow landed on her waist, so that after Han Yun crawled away she still After a long time, I didn't slow down, and stretched out my hand like a zombie, "Pull me, don't be too hard."

"What's wrong with you, are you really hurt?" Han Yun saw that Feng Qiwu's bitter haha ​​didn't seem like a faux pas, and quickly knelt beside Feng Qiwu, dragging her back with one hand and supporting her leg with the other. Wan hugged the man and put him on the ground.

"Don't tell me, I'm about to be crushed to death by you!" Feng Qiwu rolled his eyes angrily, and Han Mo lay on the ground and jumped out word by word, "Aren't you all clamoring to lose weight every day? Why are you still doing this?" heavy?"

"I don't even weigh ninety catties now. If I lose any more weight, I'll be blown away by a strong wind!" Feng Qiwu tilted his head to look at Han Mo, "I can't even handle two little girls, so don't be yourself. Is it too empty?"

"All right, all right, I did it." Han Mo begged for mercy, "Ma'am, I was wrong, can you give me a hand, I sprained my waist."

"You can really do it!" Han Yun grabbed Han Mo's shoulders with both hands and pulled him up, "Don't you claim to be excellent in lightness kung fu, why didn't you think about stabilizing your body?"

"I think, how slender do you think you are!" Han Mo must have been stunned, even the weight issue that women are so taboo to speak out so bluntly.

Han Yun wanted to strangle him to death, and the two hands holding Han Mo's shoulders suddenly relaxed, fearing that if she was not careful, those two hands would slip onto Han Mo's neck.

"I hate you so much, you can fend for yourself, I won't serve you anymore!" Han Yun sat down on the ground and rubbed her waist, "Oh, my old waist, that quicksand really doesn't give people a way out, I feel like my waist has lost a layer of skin."

(End of this chapter)