Rebirth: Dumb Princess

In the evening, the mountain was foggy again. From a distance, the exposed peak was like an island, with a small tip looming.

The white tide became thicker and thicker, gradually drowning the whole island. Under the moonlight, the whole mountain was hazy, including Xiangshan hall. Feng Mu was called outside by Liujin. After a while, he was startled by Feng Moxi.

"What are you doing?" The light of the lantern is red, and the whole body is shrouded in thick fog. The bright red light is reflected on Feng Moxi's pale face, giving people a ghost's visual sense. Mu Yu turns the lantern to the other side and pretends that he is not frightened.

After entering the house, there was no fog inside. Feng Moxi put the lantern outside and followed Feng Mu's back foot into the house. "What can I do, I just sat around and saw brother ten coming back and said to take you." Who knew he was so timid that he was frightened and angry.

He picked up the orange on the table, sat down, crossed his legs, and hid himself in the back of the chair. While picking up the orange, he asked Fengmu, "brother ten, what did Dr. Liu tell you so late?" While asking, he glanced at his eyes in other directions.

He poured a cup of hot tea from the pot. "What else can I do? Let me take you well on the day of sacrifice. Brother Huang, they will participate in this activity." Before, the crown prince and Feng shuocan took charge of the pine branches. Otherwise, the crown prince would take charge of them all alone.

This year, Feng Jinlin also played. He is a fool. He can see what the emperor is paying attention to. Feng shuocan has lost his ability to hold power, so he can only let Feng Jinlin compete with him.

At the entrance of the tea, it was a lot warmer. Feng Mu sat on the main seat, just facing the door. The tea cup turned around in his hand, but his eyes kept looking outside, or at another house outside. Feng Jinlin is really powerful now from his position, rank and sphere of influence.

In the past, he was killed, but he didn't expect that the submissive sixth brother would become like this. It's a little strange, or he is the real him now. Then what he covered up was part of him or whether he had taken all his hands. Looking at Feng Mu's thoughtful appearance, Feng Moxi only felt boring. After eating the last orange, he went straight into the inner room and went to bed.

If he still keeps some things, how powerful will Feng Jinlin be and when it will break out? The more he thinks about it, the more he feels afraid. He has known this truth since childhood.

"What are you looking at?"

Feng Qinggu also looked at the book. When he saw Feng Moxi coming in, he took a reflective look at Feng Moxi. It's rare for him to go to bed so early. Feng Moxi was annoyed by the look in his eyes. He shook the quilt in his hand and gave it to Feng Qinggu. He was annoyed with the appearance of his little woman.

Feng Qinggu ignored Feng Moxi, but leaned a little closer to the other side of the bed. His bed and Feng Muyu's bed were side by side, and Feng Moxi's was arranged opposite them.

Feng Moxi also saw this move and was even more angry. "Alas, how are you? I'm afraid of me. I beat you or scolded you." Seeing him is like seeing a ghost.

"Well, well, tomorrow is a formal sacrifice. Don't toss about tonight." Hearing the noise inside, Feng muchu hurried in and looked at Feng Moxi. He looked at Feng Qinggu fiercely, and Feng Qinggu nestled beside the bed. He was really unable to cry or laugh.

We all know what's wrong with each other, but we are unwilling to accommodate.

"He stared at me." Feng Moxi felt that it couldn't be so easy. He was really angry.

"All right." Looking at Feng Qinggu by the bed, her round eyes are like a glass bead. It really looks like staring at people. But even if he gave him ten courage, he wouldn't stare at Feng Moxi.

Spread the quilt on the bed, "thirteen, you'd better sleep quietly." Then he waved his hand to Feng Gu. "Fifteen, hurt your eyes at night. Have a rest early."

Feng Qinggu was obedient. He immediately put the book away and put it on the small table next to him. He got up and blew out the dust at the head of the bed. In an instant, the room was dark. After a while, I heard the sound of Suo. I thought it should be Feng Moxi who went to bed. Feng Muyu closed her eyes at ease.

In fact, every time he does this, he is biased, but anyone can see that Feng Qinggu is the one who lacks protection, the one who makes people want to protect, so he always favors him. Besides, Feng Moxi's careless nature, he forgot what he said in two days, and it's not easy to be sad.

"Lord." Shadow fog drove his fast horse back to Beijing. Now he came back. Without stopping, he immediately reported to Feng Lin for his life.

He turned the book back and forth, put it down and looked at the shadow fog.

"King Zhan's disease has recurred again, and now it's raining heavily for several days in Beijing. There's really no way to come." She went back to inquire about such a thing. She said that she wanted to know why Feng shuocan couldn't go up the mountain. In fact, she wanted her to explore Su Xiaoyi's safety.

He picked up the book from the table again. "OK, I see. You can go down and have a rest."

The emperor asked him to be a left Saint before. His first reaction was to refuse, but it was also a good opportunity. I remembered that Feng shuocan would find him to replace him because he didn't come to Xiangshan. He sent shadow fog back to explore the reason. This exploration made him start to wonder.

What disease does Feng shuocan suffer from? Why does he feel that he has lost another lap every time he sees him? Moreover, every time he gets sick, he will be closed to guests, mainly because of periodicity. I calculated silently in my heart. This time, the time has changed a little, as if it came suddenly.

He got up and put out the candle on the table. He walked into the room in the dark and wanted to rest early. Since the emperor entrusted him with a heavy burden, of course, he had to do well so that everyone could see it.

Because the whole day is empty, the bed board is very cold. When lying down, it seeps. Wrap yourself tightly with a quilt, but it is always difficult to sleep when you close your eyes. Slowly opened his eyes again, sat up bored and looked out of the window. Although the fog outside was very heavy, the moonlight was very bright, but it was blocked a large part, and the rest had been affecting him.

Suddenly remembered something, got up, took a quilt in the cabinet and ran out.

In the fence, the little Sika Deer lay on the ground, but his eyes were still wide open, and his eyes seemed to be turning with tears.