"Two donors, this is the wing, please don't dislike the simplicity of the wing, please come in." The monk who led the way, after bringing Feng Yu and Xin Moge to the door of the wing room, stretched out his hand to push open the door of the wing room, and said to Feng Yu and Xin Moge, and then entered the wing room himself and lit the fire candle on the table.

"Thank you, Master. Feng Yu thanked her first, and then looked around the room.

I saw that the room in front of me was indeed very simple, and all the things added up were only a wooden couch, a table and a few stools, but at this time, it was very good to have such a place to rest and shelter from the wind and snow.

The donor was polite, and the poor monk took his leave and sent a meal later. By the way, this wing room is the ** room, which is separated from the main hall in the front yard and the rooms where the poor monks live. If the two donors have any needs, they can go to the main hall in the front yard to find the poor monks. ”

"Thank you. Feng Yu thanked her again, and watched the monk turn around and walk out of the room and leave.

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More than half an hour later—

After using the meal sent by the monk, after the monk came over to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Feng Yu closed the door.

Simmogo had gotten up and walked to the window, standing still by the window, looking out of the open window, feeling a rare calm.

Feng Yu approached from behind and looked out of Xin Moge's line of sight, only to see that the window was dim and dark, without any moonlight and starlight, and the howling cold wind continued to pour in through the open window, blowing the fire candles on the table to shake back and forth, making the light in the whole room flicker.

Feng Yu couldn't help but feel a little cold, and reached out to pick up the clothes on her body.

Xin Moge retracted his gaze and looked at Feng Yu, and said softly: "It's not early, you're tired, let's rest first." ”

Feng Yu nodded, "You too, you still have injuries on your body, rest early." With that, Feng Yu stepped forward and closed the window.

Xin Moge was not tired, but Feng Yu said so, so he followed Feng Yu's words, turned around and walked to the wooden couch with Feng Yu in his arms, and went to bed together.

The candles on the table, after the cold wind pouring in from outside, immediately quieted down, and the whole room suddenly became brighter and brighter.

Feng Yu didn't go over to blow out the fire candle, so she let it be so bright.

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On a simple wooden couch -

Xin Moge lay on his side, took Feng Yu's whole person into his arms, lowered his head and kissed Feng Yu's forehead, "Sleep." ”

Feng Yu closed her eyes in peace. Because he was really tired, he fell asleep after a while, after all, he was trapped in the dark and narrow place in the collapsed secret passage for a long time, and after he came out, he hired a carriage and hurried away immediately, wanting to pick up Xiao Yun'er, and he had not rested at all. In addition, during the time when I was trapped in the secret room, because I was always worried about Xinmoge, where to rest well, as soon as I was relieved at this moment, it was as if the tense nerves were relieved, and all the fatigue naturally attacked.

Time passes......

In her sleep, Feng Yu, who was asleep, somehow gradually became a little unstable, and her body turned around.

Xin Moge, who didn't sleep, felt Feng Yu's strange appearance, one hand propped up his head to look at Feng Yu's face, and the other hand touched Feng Yu's eyebrows, seeing that Feng Yu was obviously having a nightmare, hoping to dispel Feng Yu's nightmare.

Outside the window, the snow has fallen silently, flying in the sky and the earth.

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