When Xia Chuyi stretched out and got up, he just watched the dusk light cast on the window sill, giving the quiet bamboo forest outside the window a soft and beautiful golden light.
She pursed her lips and smiled slightly, feeling that life was actually not as miserable as she imagined. Even in the gloomy Cangzhou City where corpses were everywhere, such beautiful scenes could still be seen.
Suddenly, I felt something gently brushing against my chest, sweeping away the pent-up suffocation, feeling comfortable and comfortable.
Counting it all, they have spent several days and nights in reverse since they came here. They slept soundly during the day and worked hard to catch ghosts at night. They have become veritable night owls.
At this moment, the beautiful scenery of dusk slanted into the house, becoming their last trace of daylight.
But it's actually quite good to get up now. Yuanbao's place has definitely been prepared for dinner. It's just a good time to go there now.
She asked Chang Huan to freshen up together, and then the two of them headed straight towards the dining room.
Lin Shengqin was a lighter sleeper than her, so he woke up earlier and was already sitting inside. When he saw her coming in, his eyes flashed unconsciously.
At first, he really thought that she wanted to watch him sleep, but when he woke up, he rushed out of the room and saw that she was nowhere to be seen on the soft couch in the outer room.
Just to coax him, she is not his...
He knew it clearly, but when he saw her walking in and waving to greet them as if nothing had happened, he still couldn't help but feel sulky.
Is this little girl intentional or not?
Over there, Xia Chuyi glanced at the table, then carelessly stretched out his hand to pat Jin Yuanbao's shoulder, leaned over and said seriously: "Yuanbao, if I say the person who understands me best in the world, it must be you. Really.
, do you want me to swear?"
Jin Yuanbao pushed her with a smile, then picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth: "It doesn't work if you swear. As long as whoever makes you delicious food, he will be the one who understands you best. Listen,
There is no sincerity.”
On the first day of Xia Chu, her mouth was full of the fragrant soup from the braised pork. She only felt that the happiest thing was what Jin Yuanbao said at this moment. Naturally, she did not delve into the meaning of those words, nor did she see behind the smile.
, and the silence passed by in a flash.
"No matter who gives me delicious food, it can't stop Yuan Bao from your position in my heart. Not only can I swear this, I can also give you five!"
After casually responding to Jin Yuanbao, she took the chopsticks and quickly picked up another piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth. Suddenly, her face was filled with happiness and her heart was filled with happiness.
Jin Yuanbao didn't care about her, he pushed her down on the main seat and then took Chang Huan to sit down.
Although Lin Shengqin and Xia Chuyi were friends, after all, one was a censor and the other was a general, so some etiquette still had to be said.
The shadows naturally moved as far away as they could, and they no longer ate at the same table with these people.
As soon as Xia Chu sat down, he turned his head and looked at Lin Shengqin, inexplicably feeling that he seemed a little strange today.
He hadn't said a word since she came in. When she greeted her, he nodded slightly and looked indifferent.
Could it be possible that he was really provoked this morning?
Thinking about Xia Chuyi like this, she couldn't help but want to slap herself on the head. She knew that this man was serious and couldn't stand her messing around, so why couldn't he stop talking like that?
Feeling a twinge of guilt in her heart, she quickly stretched out her chopsticks and picked up a large chicken drumstick. She didn't pick it up for Chang Huan, but placed it directly in Lin Shengqin's bowl.
Lin Shengqin's hand that had just stretched out to hold the bowl suddenly stopped in mid-air. He turned his neck stiffly and looked at Xia Chuyi with some inquiring eyes.
Xia Chuyi had a flattering smile on his face as if he had done something wrong. He pointed at the chicken leg with his chopsticks and said with a smile: "You eat it."
Lin Shengqin's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, he became a little nervous.
After a long pause, he stammered and said, "You...you..."
"What am I?" Xia Chuyi opened her eyes wide and looked at him with watery eyes, forcing her apology to appear sincere.
Lin Shengqin only felt that there was always something flashing in those eyes, and his chest felt inexplicably stagnant, and he blurted out: "You didn't put anything that shouldn't be put, did you?"
Xia Chu suddenly felt as if his jaw had dropped to the ground and he couldn't pick it up anymore.
The chopsticks she was holding fell onto the table with a "clack" sound, and an emotion of "I'm very hurt" suddenly appeared on her face.
"Chang Huan, I've become a bad person again..." She turned around, pursed her lips, and threw herself directly into Chang Huan's arms.
Chang Huan held the chicken drumstick given to him by Jin Yuanbao in one hand and was about to nibble on it. Suddenly, Xia Chuyi pounced on him and almost dropped the drumstick to the ground.
He stabilized his mind and saw that the chicken legs in his hands were still there. Then he lowered his eyes and looked at Xia Chuyi in his arms, tilting his head and widening his eyes with a puzzled expression on his face.
Lin Shengqin didn't know why he said such a thing, but if he said it, he would throw water away. How could he take it back?
Coughing twice to cover up his embarrassment, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the chicken leg, brought it to his mouth and took a bite: "I'll just eat it."
At this moment, Xia Chuyi stopped. He sat up straight, put his hands on his hips and raised his chin slightly. He sneered at him and said, "You really dare to eat something I've poisoned?"
Lin Shengqin didn't answer, and continued to chew on the chicken drumstick with his head down. At this moment, he really wanted to eat the chicken drumstick right away, even the bones. Then nothing would happen.
Xia Chuyi, however, squinted in front of him and said in a leisurely tone: "I'm not joking. Do you feel a little dizzy, your hands trembling, your chest a little out of breath, and your palms still a little warm?"
ah?"
Lin Shengqin paused in chewing the chicken leg, then slowly raised his head and looked at Xia Chuyi with a complicated look.
Xia Chuyi curled her lips, laughed twice, then turned her head and said to Jin Yuanbao and Chang Huan: "You guys should eat more, you must eat more..."
After saying this, it was obvious that both Jin Yuanbao and Lin Shengqin hesitated when picking up the vegetables, and consciously avoided the plate of chicken legs.
Only Chang Huan looked completely clueless, holding the chicken legs in both hands and eating happily.
Xia Chu took a big mouthful of food, raised his head and glanced outside, curled his lips and said, "Is that guy Feng Luo going to jail again?"
Jin Yuanbao nodded: "Yes, I sent the meal, and also asked me for some Ningshen Incense to repel mosquitoes. I guess it was also sent to Miss Lingdang."
"Ha, he does care about that little girl." Xia Chuyi smiled meaninglessly, with a cold tone.
Jin Yuanbao listened on the sidelines, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said softly: "You are a little girl yourself, how come you can call other people's little girls so smooth?"
"Because..." Xia Chuyi wanted to say that she was in her late twenties in her last life. When facing a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old, shouldn't she be called a little girl?
But this reason obviously couldn't be stated. She coughed and said with a serious face: "Because I am smarter than her, mentally mature than her, and..."
"More noisy than her." Jin Yuanbao answered smoothly with a smile on his face, which made Xia Chuyi unable to say anything else.
She couldn't help but glare at him, then closed her eyelids, stuffed a big mouthful of white rice in the bowl into her mouth, and said somewhat dullly: "The bell must be turned off again, so as not to dampen her spirit.
Two years after its release, it will be a replica of the Fifth Princess, and I don’t know how many people will be harmed."
Jin Yuanbao peeled the lobster in his hand and put it on the plate in front of Xia Chuyi, and said: "You are right. It is a troubled time now, and it might be a good thing to keep her locked up. Feng Luo must also know your painstaking efforts.
, that’s why I would rather run to the cell every day than let you release me.”
Xia Chuyi happily put the shrimps in the plate into his mouth and sighed with satisfaction: "Follow Yuanbao and you will have meat to eat!"
Hearing this, Jin Yuanbao pursed his lips and smiled softly.
After Xia Chuyi finished eating, he put down his chopsticks, rested his chin on his hands, raised his head and looked at the gray sky outside, and said with some sadness: "That boy Feng Luo is now inhumane to the opposite sex. Such delicious food deserves to be served."
He has no luck."
Jin Yuanbao and Lin Shengqin were both a little embarrassed - were they too worried?
Unexpectedly, Xia Chuyi pondered for a while and finally figured it out. He suddenly grinned and said with a smile: "Yes, there is another word that is good, beautiful and delicious, he can't figure out where to have fun."
Where is my son?"
Beautiful and delicious?
Feng Luo was currently sitting on the cold floor of the cell, with several porridge and side dishes placed in front of him, looking motionlessly at the woman in front of him.
Lingdang has only been in prison for two or three days, but now it's completely impossible to see what she looked like at the beginning.
She has a small face like a tabby cat, but it can be clearly seen that she has lost some weight. The hairpin is inserted crookedly on her head, and her hair has become a mess.
Her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, which was obviously the result of lack of sleep. The vicious look in her eyes like a wolf cub finally became weaker now, and she stared at the rice bowl in front of her like a man possessed, but
He restrained himself tightly and did not reach out.
"Eat." Feng Luo looked at the food that was almost cold and couldn't help but frown slightly.
Lingdang raised her head and glared at him stubbornly, snorted heavily and said: "If you don't let me go, I won't eat!"
"If you don't eat, I will."
Feng Luo didn't have the habit of coaxing others, so he directly picked up the rice bowl in front of him and began to eat slowly.
It wasn't a particularly good meal, but Ling Dang always felt that the aroma was like countless invisible hands, all coming towards her with their teeth and claws, scratching her heart and liver, which made her feel uncomfortable.
She raised her head slightly and her eyes fell on Feng Luo.
He was wearing tight-fitting black clothes, and a black scarf covered his forehead, chin and neck, only revealing his face, which was not particularly special.
His facial features are average, and he is not the kind of man who stands out to others. However, when combined with this face, he has an inexplicable strong sense of presence. When people look at him, they can distinguish his eyebrows and eyes. That intense coldness was all engraved in my bones.
Lingdang suddenly couldn't help but said: "Aren't you afraid that I will starve to death?"
"Are you hungry to death?" Feng Luo said slowly without raising his head, "When you faint from hunger, I will fill you with sugar water and hang on for your life until you eat."
"I can still hit the wall, hang myself, bite my tongue and kill myself, but you can't stop me at all!" Ling Dang slapped the ground and tried to stand up, but only halfway through standing up, she couldn't help but slumped back.
Feng Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and continued eating: "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my energy on these useless things. If you move less and talk less, you might be able to survive for two days."
When Lingdang heard these words, she suddenly felt as if her heart was being grabbed by something and she couldn't even breathe.
She stretched out her hand and pressed her chest, then looked at Feng Luo in disbelief: "How can you be so cold-blooded? Are you embarrassed to use such cruel methods to deal with a little girl like me?"
Feng Luo paused for a moment, then put the empty bowl in his hand on the tray next to him, and said in a neutral tone: "Good words can't persuade a damned person. If you make your own mistakes, don't blame others. If you don't eat, I'll Just carry it to feed the dogs."
Seeing Feng Luo really getting up to leave, Ling Dang was really anxious now and quickly said: "Put it down!"
Feng Luo turned his head and looked at her condescendingly.
She suddenly felt like a hedgehog, and she was reluctantly pulling out the thorns she was born with for the little bit of sweetness.
That feeling was enough to make her miserable.
However, she was really hungry right now. If a knife were thrown at her right now, she might carve out her own flesh and eat it.
Integrity is nothing when it comes to survival. She reached out and hugged Feng Luo's thigh, raised her head and looked at him: "Give me something to eat."
Feng Luo sighed inaudibly, squatted down, reached out to touch Ling Dang's head, and smoothed the hair on her forehead, and then pushed the food on the tray in front of her.
"Eat."
Ling Dang stopped being polite to Feng Luo and reached out to grab the food in the bowl without using chopsticks.
Feng Luo frowned suddenly when he saw this and grabbed her hand.
Lingdang looked up at him and said angrily: "Aren't you going to go back on your word? You promised to give me something to eat!"
"Wait a moment."
Feng Luo immediately stood up and walked out, and soon brought in a basin of water.
"You...what are you going to do?" Lingdang saw his move and instinctively wanted to hide. However, Feng Luo held down her shoulders, preventing her from moving at all.
Wet the handkerchief, wring it dry, spread it out, and fold it carefully.
Feng Luo is very serious when doing things. Even a small thing will become a very important thing in his hands.
He pushed Lingdang's hair away and wiped her face carefully with a handkerchief. Every move was meticulous and serious.
Only then did Lingdang realize that she was so close to him. Her eyes, as black and as ferocious as the sky in the dark night, looked very beautiful from her angle. The bridge of her nose was straight, and her thin lips were so pale.
It's a light red color with no trace of blood. If you look closely, you'll find it very attractive.
The look in his eyes was very indifferent, as if he was doing something he did every day, and he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.
She didn't even resist and let him wipe her dark face and hands one by one.
As the handkerchiefs grazed her fingers one by one, she felt as if the tenderness of this moment was melting her hard outer shell.
Feng Luo washed her up and looked like a human being before saying, "You can eat now."
Lowering his head and looking at the cold food, his eyes darkened slightly: "Would you like to heat it up for you?"
Ling Dang was obviously not as repulsive to Feng Luo as before. She rolled her eyes at him and quickly reached out to bring the food over: "If you wait a little longer, I will faint from hunger!"
This time she still started to eat hungrily, but subconsciously, she reached out and took the chopsticks, awkwardly holding the food and putting it into her mouth.
Feng Luo watched the movements of her chopsticks, squinted his eyes and looked at her for a long time, then said, "What tribe are you from?"
"What tribe? I'm from Wujizhou." Ling Dang paused in his eating movements, then laughed casually.
Feng Luo looked at her directly and continued to ask: "Why did you suddenly appear here?"
"You care about me, I ran over here by mistake, no!" Ling Dang was now full and strong, and her voice was raised a lot unconsciously.
But this tone of voice is more like concealing something.
Feng Luo frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said calmly: "Does the haunting thing have anything to do with you?"
"No! Get out of here! Why do you doubt me? Get out of here!"
Ling Dang suddenly became excited after hearing Feng Luo's words. He picked up the bowl containing rice and vegetables and threw it at Feng Luo hard.
Feng Luo dodged and the dishes fell to the ground, breaking into countless porcelain pieces with a snap.
He looked at Ling Ding indifferently, who beat him up if he disagreed with her, and his tone was still calm: "It's best not to have anything to do with you, otherwise I won't help you."
"Then kill me!" Lingdang glared at Feng Luo angrily, stood up, patted his chest and said loudly, "Stab here and it will be over."
Feng Luo was too lazy to pay attention to her and walked out of the cell.
"Don't leave. I'm the one who caused those ghosts. If you can, kill me! Don't you just listen to that woman? If you don't kill me, I will kill her sooner or later if I go out!"
After Ling Ding shouted these words, he no longer had the strength to speak.
She felt a dark shadow flash in front of her, and a gust of wind passed by. In the blink of an eye, her neck was pinched by that pale hand.
"You...what are you going to do?"
Feng Luo said expressionlessly: "I'll help you."
"You... let go!" Lingdang quickly reached out to hit Feng Luo, but where was his opponent? His whole body was lifted up by him, and his face instantly turned blue due to lack of oxygen.
Just when Lingdang thought she was going to die, Feng Luo suddenly let go and threw her to the ground.
Still with that cold and indifferent expression, he looked at her condescendingly and said word for word: "If you dare to hurt her, I won't let you go."
The moment Lingdang heard these words, she felt her heart go completely cold.