Rebirth: Dumb Princess

The taste of the porridge didn't need to be tasted. He knew it was sweet and greasy. He felt uncomfortable when he smelled it. Looking at Feng Shuo can't want to eat, Su Xiaoyi explained, "I accidentally put more dates. It's all right. It's just sweet."

He blew a spoonful and handed it to Feng shuocan's mouth. "Come on, you have a taste. It's really not as sweet as you smell."

"This is a good thing. It's good to replenish blood." Under Su Xiaoyi's persuasion, Feng shuocan slowly wavered, slightly opened his mouth and took only a small bite. He really couldn't taste it. He endured the sweet and greasy smell and dried the bowl of red dates and medlar porridge.

Seeing the bottom of the bowl, Su Xiaoyi smiled and pinched Feng shuocan's face, "really good."

After looking at the sky, it is getting dark again. If she doesn't go to Xiangshan, she doesn't want to live in the palace. Now the only thing she cares about is fengshuocan's disease.

Put the bowl aside, looked at the light rain still falling, and said to Feng shuocan on the bed, "I want to go back to the house. We won't go to Xiangshan. Will you go back to the house?"

"OK."

Yinli has returned from his hometown. He entered the palace in the afternoon. It hasn't been a while. Now he is waiting outside. Su Xiaoyi gets a response from Feng shuocan and immediately asks Yinli to start arranging a car.

When he was in the carriage, it might be because of bumping. Feng shuocan slept again and didn't wake up until he returned to the house. Finally, Yin Li took him in. Feng shuocan was ill for a long time and lost a lot of bones. Now he is not even as heavy as an adult woman.

Yin Li's eyes were slightly moist at this time. The man had tears, but he really wanted to cry. Feng shuocan told him before, "Yin Li, you should be mature and don't be so childish. I can't be with you for a few days after all." At that time, he felt that Feng shuocan was like an old mother. Why was he so wordy and nagging endlessly.

Until today, he found that Feng shuocan was right, and the feeling of parting became stronger and stronger.

He has been with him for ten years. He has always regarded him as his brother and relatives, and so has he treated him.

Su Xiaoyi followed Feng shuocan to his bedroom, settled Feng shuocan, and then gently closed the door. Just now she asked Yin Li to go back and have a rest, because he came back after a day's journey. He should be very tired.

When I went out, I found that he was still waiting at the door and asked her, "would you like a drink?"

"The two of us?" Su Xiaoyi looked at the young man in front of her in surprise. She had no problem. He was still a minor and didn't know whether it was right or wrong. Finally, she nodded.

The drizzle fell on Su Xiaoyi's head and hurriedly hid in the small corridor in the snow yard, "wait first, I'll get the wine." This small square corridor was used by Su Xiaoyi to erect the grape rack. Now the vines have been wound on the top. This kind of light rain can't fall in.

There are tables and chairs at the bottom, which can be used for cooling in summer. The bench is still wet, so is the table. There are some black particles on the top, which should be something on the grapevine.

"Clear water, go and clean up the outside." Su Xiaoyi didn't see Biyun, but saw Bishui, so she went out to clean up. I went to the cupboard again and got drunk with the peach blossom that Feng shuocan hadn't finished drinking before. The degree of this wine is not high. It's OK to drink with Yin Li.

Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, the moon was particularly dim at night without stars. He put his sword on the table and sat down. Su Xiaoyi had filled the glass and handed it to him, "drink."

One mouthful was dried up, followed by another cup. Su Xiaoyi saw that he was worried, "drink slowly, just half a pot, and there will be no more after drinking."

Yinli slowly put down his glass and tasted it. It was not suitable for him. He just looked at the rain outside. Su Xiaoyi's small yard is really different. There are a lot of gauze lamps around the wall. I don't know what material she uses to smear it outside, and the rain can't seep in. It's just condensed into beads flowing down from the side.

"Well, well, just drink." Su Xiaoyi filled another cup and pushed it in front of Yinli.

He took a sip of the wine in his glass, "well, tell your sister what's bothering you. It's not a good way to relieve your worries with wine."

Bishui brought up the peanuts and silkworm beans arranged by Su Xiaoyi, put them, and then stepped back.

"I was sent by my family to train with the Lord from urination." He was four years younger than Feng shuocan. At that time, he was six years old. Feng shuocan was already ten years old, but the most ridiculous thing was that he was sent to serve as a bodyguard for Feng shuocan, that is, to protect him.

He is just a child and doesn't understand anything. Standing in front of him is more than one head less than him. It's normal for anyone to see that Feng shuocan protects him. But the funny thing is that he did take the protection of fengshuocan as his life goal, and he has insisted until now.

But really speaking, Feng shuocan saved him every time he met danger, whether on weekdays or on the battlefield. Even this poisoning was caused by his carelessness during the retreat.

"At that time, the LORD was afraid that I would blame myself after I knew it. It was only a small injury to cheat me. On the way back to Beijing, the wound was always erosive. He didn't shout pain and frown."

Su Xiaoyi quietly listened to Yin Li talk about his childhood with Feng shuocan. They went up the mountain and down the sea together. The better time was indeed precious, and the more precious it was, the more memorable it was, and the more sad it was.

"Yinli, you are still young. There are many things that cannot be changed by manpower. The Lord has always protected you. Of course, he doesn't want you to give yourself a backpack for this matter." Su Xiaoyi dredged the pimples in Yinli's heart like a bosom sister.

After drinking a cup of wine, Yin Li stood up and pointed to himself, "how can I put it down? I should have borne the pain. Now it should be me, not the Lord." As he spoke, tears flowed down and lay on the table. The wind blew more and more, clattering like the accompaniment of the storm.

Su Xiaoyi touched Yinli's hair. He was also hard. How hard it must be before he came to her to tell him, "cry. When you have cried enough, you still have to be an adult." Know how to numb yourself, know how to let go, know how to put down, know how to heal, hypocritical adults.

How she wanted to cry like this, but she couldn't. the adult world had surrounded her.