Rebirth: Dumb Princess

On the table, there are still grass like vegetarian meals. Holding the meals, he has been glancing in the direction of Feng Benlin with his eyes. How can he find an excuse to talk to Feng Benlin alone? The white rice grains were scratched around. They had been loosened into a big bowl and almost spilled outside.

"What's the matter? The food doesn't taste good? " Feng Muyu found the difference of Feng Moxi and asked“ Yes, I've eaten vegetarian food for several days. Maybe you're tired of it. " Then he put some radishes in his bowl in Feng Moxi's bowl, and put his vegetables in his bowl.

Feng Moxi doesn't like green vegetables. He said that green vegetables have a bitter taste since childhood, so it's difficult for him.

He looked at the red and white radish on the plate and turned it over. "Thank you, brother ten."

"Have a good meal. If you feel bad, go back and have a rest early."

"Yes." Feng Moxi nodded and went to eat the rice in the bowl.

Originally, the moon was not very bright. It was cold on the mountain and tired. After eating fast, they all went into their rooms to have a rest.

The vermilion window was pasted with white felt paper. There were bursts of cicadas outside. Feng Fulin sat on the master's chair, and the candles nearby were flashed by the wind.

Feng Muyu began to lay the bed and was ready to rest. Looking at Feng Moxi who had been standing at the door, the child was absent-minded since he just came back and shook his head. Feng Moxi thought and jumped, "thirteen, the quilt is paved for you. When you are tired, put out the light and come in to have a rest."

After that, he found that Feng Moxi, who was just at the door, had disappeared. He sighed, walked to his bed, climbed into bed and began to fall asleep. Watching Feng Mu go to sleep, Feng Qinggu immediately blew out the candle beside him, looked at the moon outside through the bed, covered the quilt and went to sleep.

The room where Feng Moxi lives is diagonally opposite to Feng's room. Just now, I saw that the light in Feng's room is still on and I shouldn't have slept.

"Brother six, did you sleep?" Feng Moxi didn't dare to go in, but stood at the door and shouted.

"No, I have something to say." Feng Baolin saw Feng Moxi running from the other side. When eating, he also found that Feng Moxi seemed to have something to say to him. He didn't find a chance. He didn't sleep and was waiting for him to come. He also decided that he would come back. In his opinion, Feng Moxi couldn't hide his words at all.

Pushing the half closed door, he found that Feng Fulin was still reading the book. The candle went out as soon as it was lit. He didn't know whether he could see it clearly. Standing in front of Feng Fulin, he found that he was alone with Feng Fulin. He was a little worried.

After drinking a mouthful of tea, Feng Moxi didn't know where to put his hands and feet. "Sit down and say something."

"No, brother six, it's like this." Feng Moxi swallowed a mouthful of water.

What's wrong with him? He's done a good job. Just say what he has. Looking at Feng Fulin, he said what he heard tonight. He reminded, "brother six, I know so much. Anyway, you should be more careful. You don't know who is behind the scenes, which is even more dangerous."

After saying so many words, his mouth was a little dry. He still took a sip of the tea cup next to him and moistened his throat. He found that Feng Jinlin didn't respond at all, as if he had expected it. In this way, Zifeng Moxi is a little embarrassed. Is he in trouble? Forget it, I said, "take care of the sixth brother. If you're hungry, go back and have a rest first." Then he turned and ran away.

"I see. Thirteen, don't tell anyone what you hear. The enemy may be around us. Just protect yourself." When he put the book on the table, he blew the wax, but the bottom of his eyes was still gloomy. Sure enough, the prince still couldn't help but start on him.

Suddenly it was dark behind her. Feng Moxi didn't dare to look back. He just nodded, and then walked to his room. His footsteps were not stable all the way, and his heart was sudden. He didn't expect that Feng Cong Lin didn't feel very comfortable when he contacted him. On the contrary, he was always palpitating and afraid.

Lying in bed, he couldn't sleep over and over. He thought of what Feng Jinlin said last and asked him to be careful. How could he become a grasshopper on the same line with the sixth brother who hasn't been in contact this night? He put the quilt over his head and sighed in the dark space. He might as well not know about it! Well, now I put myself in danger.

Cover and open the quilt, open and cover it, but you can't sleep. The tumbling made a noise and woke up Feng mu, who had fallen asleep. He half sat up and looked at Feng Moxi's direction dimly. "Go to bed early and get up early to do good morning ceremony."

Feng Moxi didn't dare to make a sound again. She gently pulled the quilt again. The room was finally quiet. Feng Muyu then slept again.

It was the sunset evening, and the sky suddenly lit up again. Although the sun was still hiding in the clouds, the rain did not stop, and the temperature was even colder.

Su Xiaoyi fed the boiled medicine to Feng shuocan and tried the temperature by hand. Fortunately, it was completely normal and there was no fever. Take out the cold water in the basin and pour it in the yard, "by the way, is Xiangshan still going?"

"Before, because you were ill, the emperor left first." Looked at the red jujube and medlar porridge boiled in the cup, which she used to replenish blood for Feng shuocan. When the lid was opened, the smell of greasy red dates came to her face. She stirred it a little with a spoon. The rice had boiled and was viscous, which met her expectations.

She slapped her hand on the pot again and smelled the taste, but it was really sweet. Fortunately, she didn't put white sugar, otherwise Feng shuocan couldn't drink it. She remembered that he had lost his sense of taste and felt bad for a while, so she covered the lid and looked for a bowl.

"Cough, cough, are you going?" Feng shuocan always feels stuffy in his chest. He coughs and leans against the bed. Only his hands grind the two walnuts back and forth. It's still the pecans before. Now he has a smoother surface.

For Feng shuocan, he has been fighting outside, and he hasn't been to the annual sacrifice several times, let alone his belief in that kind of thing. But now that he is in the capital, it's unreasonable to say no. pecans are wandering around in his hands, just like his idea. He doesn't know how to decide back and forth.

"Me? I don't know. " Su Xiaoyi poured the residual water at the bottom of the bowl on the ground, stirred the porridge in the pot again, and began to pour it out. Spoonful by spoonful, she actually didn't want Feng shuocan to go. He was in such poor physical condition and put so much blood. She was afraid of another accident on the road.