The next day, Jiang Yanyi got up and saw the pomegranate falling into the yard. She was stunned.

She and Okra stared at each other with big eyes and looked at each other.

"How strong is this wind to blow down half of the pomegranates from half a tree?" Okra looked up at the pomegranate tree on the other side of the courtyard wall.

And does this wind only blow pomegranates?

Why didn't even scrape off the leaves?

Jiang Yanyi found that none of the pomegranates fell to the ground had broken, as if someone had deliberately picked them down and placed them in the yard.

She said suspiciously: "Is it because someone wants to frame us?"

As a neighbor, she stole half of the pomegranate from the pomegranate tree in her yard. Once her reputation was ruined, she would not be drowned by the saliva of her neighbors when she opened a shop?

Jiang Yanyi was frightened by his thoughts, so he quickly asked Okra to pick up the pomegranate into the bamboo basket, and went to the Protectorate next door to return the pomegranate like a dog chasing the bamboo basket.

You have to bring someone behind the scenes and clear the suspicion before you get it!

The concierge was a little impatient when he heard the door slap in the early morning. When he opened the door, he saw that it was the little lady who had been here yesterday. He instantly changed his face and glanced at the half basket of pomegranates she was holding, and was a little puzzled: "Miss, are you?"

Jiang Yanyi explained: "When I woke up this morning, I found that there were so many pomegranates falling in the yard. My shop is next door and I am close to the Protectorate. I am really frightened. I am afraid that there will be any misunderstandings in this, so I picked up all the pomegranates and sent them back."

The concierge glanced at the fresh green stalks of the pomegranate, thinking of Feng Shuo's subtle attitude towards the cook yesterday, and was afraid that there would be any connection between them.

He, a small gatekeeper, did not dare to make a decision for his master, and said, "Miss Lao, wait for a moment, I will report to the manager."

Jiang Yanyi said thank you.

Soon, the concierge brought a fat manager with a sloppy face and a kind face.

The concierge said to the fat manager: "It's this girl."

Jiang Yanyi quickly bowed to the fat manager and bowed to him, which was considered a greeting.

Fu Xilai had heard the doorman explain the whole story before, and felt that the new neighbor was polite. Yesterday, two pomegranates fell from the yard and made a plate of pastries as a gift. Today, there were a little more pomegranates falling in the yard and picked them up and returned them.

He wanted to let the concierge pass the message directly and give the basket of pomegranates to the other party, but when the concierge said that the pastry sent by the cook yesterday was taken away by Feng Shuo, Fuxi was surprised and then he wanted to come and take a look.

He saw that Jiang Yanyi not only had a mark of appearance, but also had a good manners. He could not find any mistakes in the palace, so he could not help but look up a little bit.

In this border area, there are girls from noble families who are very rude and have few who are truly knowledgeable and well-educated.

Fuxi looked at Jiang Yanyi calmly. Seeing the basket of pomegranates she was holding, thinking that Feng Shuo had been running to the west crossing the courtyard these two days, he immediately had a guess in his heart.

Could it be that the prince fell in love with this girl?

He always treats people with a smile, and his depth is hidden in his eyes. At this moment, he only smiles and bows: "The neighbors moved here and have not yet celebrated the housewarming, and they are rude and rude."

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Yanyi realized that this was a father-in-law.

"Where is it, it's because I'm busy with trivial matters in my shop, and I didn't come to visit the house earlier." Jiang Yan had a perfect smile on the pasta, but it was not too flattering or unfamiliar: "I'm going to disturb you today to pay back this basket of pomegranates."

Jiang Yanyi said as she handed the basket forward.

Seeing that she was well-behaved and had a good manner, Fuxi couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Although his status is a little lower, good character is important. Over the years, his prince finally has a woman who can see it. Fuxi could vaguely guess that the pomegranates that fell were all written by Feng Shuo.

He was hoping that Feng Shuo would have a caring person earlier, and said, "Since these pomegranates fell into the neighbor's courtyard, they were closest neighbors."

Jiang Yanyi didn't expect him to say this, and quickly said, "How is this good..."

Fuxi interrupted her: "There has been idle on the Xikuanyuan. The pomegranate tree is unattended, and it is a pity that the fruit falls to the ground."

Seeing that Jiang Yan was still hesitant on the pasture, he said, "In the past few days, the Empress of the Imperial Palace in the mansion will celebrate her birthday. I heard that the neighbors are good at cooking. I hope I can come here to help you. This pomegranate will be regarded as a gift in advance."

Everyone said this, but Jiang Yanyi was not easy to refuse, so he had to thank him.

The servants of the Protectorate's Mansion, from a gatekeeper to a manager, were very friendly and polite to deal with people. Jiang Yanyi suddenly felt that even if the servants in the mansion were like this, the masters in the mansion should not be much worse, right?

When she didn't know that Feng Shuo was the general, she felt that the general was so kind and kind. After she knew that Feng Shuo was the general she was grateful to, she was worried about the incident of him breaking into the military tent and getting a token.

But to be fair, whether he paid for the improvement of military food or amnesty for camp prostitutes out of his own pocket, he did good things.

Jiang Yanyi let out a light breath. At this moment, she really let go of her previous prejudice against Feng Shuo.

She carried the basket back to her own yard.

Okra was very happy because she got so many pomegranates, but Jiang Yanyi stared at the pomegranate tree in the next yard and suddenly thought of their initial problems again:

"Okra, how did these pomegranates fall?"

The housekeeper next door said that the cross-yard next to their yard was idle, but the pomegranate had fallen into their yard for no reason, and it was still unscathed...

This courtyard wall is at least 1.5 meters high, and even ordinary people can't get over it.

Jiang Yanyi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Okra, do you think it was the one who crossed the courtyard next door? "

Otherwise, why would it be idle?

Jiang Yanyi originally did not believe in the sayings of ghosts and gods, but he could even penetrate the soul. Maybe there was Apiao in this world.

Okra was holding a pomegranate and was about to peel it. When he heard Jiang Yanyi's words, he was so scared that he immediately put it back into the basket and said tremblingly: "Hua...Huahua, don't scare me."

Feng Shuo came back from the military camp half an hour earlier today just to see what gift the little chef gave today.

When he entered the mansion, he asked the concierge, "Has the cook from the shop next door been here today?"

The concierge immediately said, "I have been here, and I am ready to return it with a basket of pomegranates. I said I fell into their yard last night. However, the butler confiscated it and gave her the basket of pomegranates."

Feng Shuo's face turned a little dark when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his face looked a little better when he heard the second half of the sentence.

Xing Yao stood behind him, and couldn't control the corner of his mouth and pulled it lightly.

He said that the master pulled too many pomegranates last night.

Feng Shuo had eyes on the back of his head, and an eye knife flew over instantly. Xing Yao quickly restrained the smile on his face.

Feng Shuo said, "If she sends things over, she will take them directly to the study."

The concierge should be right now.

Feng Shuo thought Jiang Yanyi had collected the pomegranate, but he had already noticed something was wrong when he came to return it.

If she was smarter, she should be able to guess something, right?

If she continues to return the gift, it means that she is not unintentional to herself.

If you don't reply...If you don't reply...

Feng Shuo stopped this assumption, how could she not reply?

But there was still a trace of uneasiness in my heart.

While waiting, he went back to the study to process the memorandums and letters accumulated over the days.

The Daxuan Dynasty was covered with an invisible net, and the lines on the net crossed and crossed, from all forces, each of which moved the whole body.

He and the new emperor are the biggest gamers on the Internet. His people are always staring at the new emperor, and the new emperor is also staring at him.

He handled the letter at a glance and wrote another letter if he needed a reply. Before he knew it, an hour had passed, and there was still no news from the doorman.

Feng Shuo gradually became a little impatient between his eyebrows, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with a sharp coldness.

Xing Yao glanced at the lunch that had been hot several times on the side table and advised: "Master, your health is important, let's have a meal first."

Feng Shuo suddenly abandoned his pen and looked gloomy: "Go out!"

Seeing that he was unhappy, Xing Yao wanted to say something but didn't dare to speak, so he had to bow and retreat.

After all, he had been with Feng Shuo for so many years, and he could not guess why he was bored.

He said yesterday, "I don't want to be confused by myself." He deliberately picked so many pomegranates just to make the cook in the yard there discover something was wrong.

But today the cook first came to return the pomegranate, but now there is no movement. The master may think that the cook doesn't want to respond to his thoughts.

Xing Yao shook his head and thought to himself that it would be strange that the cook could understand his thoughts.

If he hadn't heard Feng Shuo say what he said last night to pick pomegranates, he wouldn't have understood his master's actions.

How did the people who reached the pinnacle of the troops and formation come up with such a damn plan?

Feng Shuo is now so irritable that he has to take the initiative to show kindness but is ignored by others.

When he sat, he always straightened his back, but at this time he collapsed on the chair, with his hands on the armrest of the Taishi Chair. The door was closed and the room was a little dark. He seemed to blend into the darkness, and his handsome and noble face was filled with a hint of self-deprecation.

After a long time, I pretended to be indifferent and said, "I really think I am rare?"

He is no longer the boy in the palace who was filled with fear and tears just to ask for a trace of pity.

Now he has a thousand ways to get what he wants.

Today is just the stupidest and most obscure one he chose.

It is probably because of the humble cause that has been engraved into the bones.

If he was not the King of Southern Liao, what would have what he would continue to belong to him now?

Feng Shuo closed his eyes, and what his mother said when she was young echoed in his ears:

"Yannu's wife is the one who will live with Yannu for the rest of her life in the future. You have to treat her well. Mother hopes that you can walk on a flat road in your life. But if you walk through those muddy fields, Yannu has to carry her on her back, don't tell her to suffer. If Yannu falls into the mud, don't be afraid, she will stand up with you. This is how the couple supports each other and live their lives."

"There are many good girls in the world, but there are many girls who can lie. Yannu must distinguish them clearly and not recognize the wrong person."

He had a serious crime in his life. He walked through the sea of ​​corpses and blood until now. Feng Shuo did not expect to meet such a person.

However, those who have been in the dark for too long will also have the feeling of being shining by the sun for a moment.

He didn't know if she was the right person, but he could feel at ease with her for a moment. Over the years, he had only had some unspeakable thoughts about her.

"Ququ——"

The knock on the door outside interrupted Feng Shuo's thoughts.

He spoke in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"
To be continued...