There are fireworks performances during the Flower Festival, so naturally there are water dragon teams guarding against fire.

However, the water dragon teams were waiting in places with crowded crowds, and there were fewer people in the west of the city, and they were not the main venue of the Flower Festival, so they were farther away.

Murong Yi is responsible for all the security defenses in the city. When Murong Yi led the water dragon team to come hurriedly, he saw the scene of Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan looking at each other.

The two of them are unmarried couples. It is obviously a very ordinary scene, but for some reason, Murong Yi's heart thumped heavily and felt so bored and uncomfortable.

"Prince..." The call from the people behind him pulled his thoughts back.

"Put the fire!" Murong Yi waved his hand, and the person behind him immediately pushed the water truck and rushed up.

That night, Feng Wuyou waited until the fire was put out, and then went in to personally restrain the body of Ji's family.

The corpse had already burned to a blurry face, but with the familiarity with them, everyone could still be clearly identified.

Ji Qing held back his tears and collected them one by one.

After experiencing a cry just now, this young man has truly grown up.

Feng Wuyou is doing the same thing.

Murong Yi wanted to order someone to help, but Feng Wuyou refused.

These are all her family and they died for her. She must restrain them with her own hands.

Murong Yi had no choice but to take people to search the house, hoping to find the surviving one.

Although he was actually very clear, it was almost impossible.

Xiao Jinglan was also beside him, but he didn't go to help Feng Wuyou, but just looked at him quietly.

"Prince, it will take a while for Miss Feng to finish it. Can you take a rest first?" Yan Lin asked in a low voice.

The prince's injury and poison had already occurred. In fact, he had to use all his strength to sit, but he had no intention of leaving at all.

"No need." Xiao Jinglan expressed his decision in a faint voice, and his eyes did not leave Feng Wuyou for a moment.

How sad would Feng Wuyou be at this time? At this time, it is impossible for him to leave.

Yan Lin heard Xiao Jinglan's persistence and knew that nothing was useful, so he had to retreat.

Suddenly, Ji Qing staggered towards Feng Wuyou with a corpse in his arms, and cried, "Miss, look."

A burned arrow was deeply embedded behind the body. He was not burned to death, but was killed first.

Feng Wuyou's eyes moved. She had known this matter for a long time that the person who was shot to death by an arrow was considered good. The other people who had just restrained her, some of them had broken bones and were clearly being tortured and killed.

There was another woman who was not completely burned because she was pressed down by the bed frame. She could see that she was naked before her death. As for what happened, you don’t need to think about it carefully.

"I'm here to collect your body, not to make you cry. If you cry again, just get out." Feng Wuyou said coldly, almost not like her.

But when Ji Qing heard this, he wiped his tears suddenly and said like an oath: "Miss, I won't cry anymore, I will never cry again."

Feng Wuyou felt uncomfortable. She knew that growing up would inevitably experience pain, but such pain was a bit too much.

She took the corpse and put it in place, and finally took a look at the twenty-seven corpses neatly arranged on the ground, and then walked towards Xiao Jinglan.

"Can you lend me a place to stop me? I want to be buried in a few days."

How can you be peaceful if you have not revenged your blood feud?

But the Feng family would not let her stop the work. All the shops in the capital of the Ji family were given to the prince, and there was no place to stop the work.

Apart from Xiao Jinglan, she couldn't find anyone to help.

Xiao Jinglan didn't say anything, and Yan Lin had already responded respectfully: "Don't worry, Miss Feng."

Just now, when Feng Wuyou collected the body, the prince had already asked him to prepare a coffin to help Feng Wuyou handle the follow-up matters.

With an order, Yan Wei carried the coffin forward and properly placed the bodies of the Ji family members inside.

Feng Wuyou did not look back, but stood in front of Xiao Jinglan.

"Prince, I'll help you see the injuries." She whispered.

Even if Xiao Jinglan didn't say it, even if he was wearing a mask, he couldn't tell anything, but with Feng Wuyou's eyes, how could he not know that he was enduring great pain now?

"I have nothing to do." Xiao Jinglan said indifferently.

At this time, he didn't want Feng Wuyou to work hard on his affairs anymore.

"Prince, you can distract a lot of energy when doing things. Can you please ask me to help you heal your injuries?"

She said these words lightly, but Xiao Jinglan felt that her heart was almost broken by the woman in front of her.

He didn't say anything, but just agreed that Feng Wuyou pushed himself into the carriage.

In the Qin Palace, Feng Wuyou ordered some strange things as usual, and then began to deal with Xiao Jinglan's injuries.

What she wants is different every time, but every time it works very well.

After entering the room, she took off her top for Xiao Jinglan as usual, and then needled underground on his strong and thin body.

This was the quietest time for them to treat. Neither of them spoke, and only the candles made crackling sounds from time to time.

Maybe he really wanted to distract himself. Feng Wuyou was extremely attentive in the treatment, his delicate face was focused and solemn, and it was clearly extinguished under the light and shadow, which made Xiao Jinglan's gaze seem to stick to it, and he didn't want to move it away at all.

Finally, after applying the needle, Feng Wuyou showed a tired look and said, "Prince, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while. If you feel uncomfortable, call me."

After saying that, just like the last time, I sat on the small table beside the bed, half of my body lay on the edge of the bed, and quietly fell asleep.

Xiao Jinglan kept staring at her sleeping face.

A small face, with bright skin, willow eyebrows as dark as black, small nose bridge, and bright red lips.

He is clearly just an unfamiliar girl. He should hide in his parents' arms and acts spoiled, but he has experienced such a tragic thing.

I felt so distressed that I reached out to touch her cheek, but suddenly I found a light flashing in the corner of her eyes.

A tear quietly slid from the corner of Feng Wuyou's eyes.

Xiao Jinglan thought he had felt sorry for her enough, but at this time, he still felt like he was hit hard in his heart again after being hit by a heavy hammer.

How sad should she be if those people are her relatives?

But she couldn't even cry. She could only secretly shed a tear when she was asleep.

The hand that touched her cheek turned in a direction and once again pointed her sleeping hole.

She is too tired and should have a good rest.

Holding her body, carrying her to the bed and putting it in place.

Xiao Jinglan couldn't help but lower his head and gently touched her forehead.

"Don't be afraid, I... will never let you suffer any grievances again."

On the night of Jingzuo, when Feng Wuyou didn't know anything, Xiao Jinglan made the heaviest vow in his life.

When I woke up the next morning, I opened my eyes and saw a handsome face that was almost evil.

Feng Wuyou was shocked, and then realized that he was in Xiao Jinglan's arms.

In fact, he shared a bed with him.

Feng Wuyou was a little helpless and raised Xiao Jinglan's arm to get up, but found that his eyes, which were as clear as snow in the mountains, were opening at some point and looking at her.

"Prince..." Feng Wuyou stroked her forehead. It was Xiao Jinglan who was holding her to sleep, but she wanted to leave, but she felt like she was caught.

"Can you please stop me from clicking on my acupoints in the future?" she asked with her little face frowned.

It was fine when it was the first time, but she was really tired that time, but no matter how she was, she wouldn't sleep so well every time.

Even if he carried her to bed, she didn't feel it.

"We are husband and wife." Xiao Jinglan said lightly.

"Unmarried." Feng Wuyou emphasized seriously.

Moreover, even if she is married, it doesn’t mean she can do that. She has to find an opportunity to explain this to Xiao Jinglan.

I had never been worried before because the rumors said that his place... was not possible.

But after seeing Xiao Jinglan's so-called disfigurement and broken leg with his own eyes, Feng Wuyou said sadly: The rumors are really unreliable.

Seeing Feng Wuyou's eyes faintly slashing under him, Xiao Jinglan's eyes were slightly darker and said, "Do you want to try it?"

ha?

Feng Wuyou looked up in frightened eyes and saw Xiao Jinglan looking at her faintly: "It will be more reliable if you verify it yourself."

A row of black lines hung down from Feng Wuyou's forehead, and she said helplessly: "Prince, this joke is not funny at all."

Xiao Jinglan's eyes as clear as snow darkened slightly. He already understood Feng Wuyou's meaning. The marriage she said was just marrying into the Qin Palace, and nothing else was meant.

He had no doubt that she would do her duty as Princess Qin and would stand in the same camp as him most of the time, but it did not mean that she accepted him, nor did it mean that she fell in love with him.

A hint of loss flashed through his eyes, but Xiao Jinglan quickly covered it up. He was not anxious, he had patience.

"I will propose marriage as soon as possible." When Feng Wuyou wanted to get up again, Xiao Jinglan said lightly.

Feng Wuyou stopped his movements, thought for a while and said, "Okay."

The rules of the Western Qin Dynasty: if there is filial piety at home, either the filial piety period expires or the marriage is obtained through the hot filial piety. Although the people of the Ji family are not strictly considered Feng Wuyou's elders, Xiao Jinglan knew that Feng Wuyou regarded them as elders, so he put forward this suggestion.
To be continued...