Chapter 862: Return to the Palace

Fang Xiaohei's expression suddenly became serious, he reached out to dry his hands on his clothes, and said, "Girl, just say, as long as I can do it, I will help you with whatever I say." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Looking at Fang Xiaohei's serious appearance of death, Lin Feiye smiled and felt moved at the same time, she reached out and patted Fang Xiaohei's shoulder, and said, "You don't have to do this, this thing is very simple, but it is very important to me, so you must do it well." ā€

Fang Xiaohei is more serious, it is a very important thing for Lin Feiye, so he must do it well: "Girl, just say it, I will definitely do it well!" ā€

Lin Feiye nodded, and took off the bracelet he had been wearing from his wrist: "No, you take this to the city, pick the biggest pawnshop, and make it for me." ā€

"What a pity to be such a beautiful bracelet!" Fang Xiaohei looked at the bracelet carefully, his expression was even more reluctant than Lin Feiye, he said: "If the girl is in a hurry to use the money, I have it here!" Just say it! ā€

Lin Feiye's heart was warm, but he still pushed back his hand holding the money, smiled, and said, "How can I use your money?" You'd better keep it. ā€

"But... But..."Fang Xiaohei still felt pity, and even regretted that he agreed to help her do things: "What is the girl polite to me, you have helped our village so much, I don't care about this little money!" ā€

Lin Feiye still smiled and shook his head: "It's not a matter of money, didn't you say it?" No matter what I want to do, as long as you can do it, you have to help me, and I do it with my own intentions. ā€

Fang Xiaohei saw that there was no way to persuade Lin Feiye, and heard her say that there was a reason for this, so he had to give up persuasion and swear: "Girl, leave this matter to me, you can rest assured, I will go to the city now, and I will definitely sell it to you at a good price!" ā€

Looking at Fang Xiaohei's high-spirited appearance, Lin Feiye felt very relieved, everything she did in this village was rewarded one by one, and among them, the most precious thing was the villagers' trust in her.

Since he couldn't help Lin Feiye with anything, then this little thing always had to be done, Fang Xiaohei left with high spirits, ready to use his many years of experience in selling vegetables in the capital to seek benefits for Lin Feiye.

Watching Fang Xiaohei leave, Duan Zichen, who had been beside him without speaking, probably understood her intentions and asked, "Are you really ready to go back?" ā€

Lin Feiye nodded: "The entire harem was originally my position, how could I let others make waves inside?" If I don't go back, I'm afraid I'm going to change color this day. ā€

Duan Zichen was still a little worried, if something happened to the bracelet, their position would be exposed, and just as he wanted to say something more, someone interrupted what he was about to say.

There was a knock at the door, two simple and hurried sounds, as if there was some hesitation.

Duan Zichen got up and opened the door, his voice was brisk, and he said, "It's you, is there something wrong with coming here?" ā€

Since escaping from the palace, Lin Feiye has rarely heard Duan Zichen so happy, she can't help but be curious, and she also looked sideways, outside the door is a girl wearing a cyan dress, her face is gentle, her eyes are very clear and smart, and people can't help but want to protect her.

This is the youngest daughter of a family in the village, Lin Feiye has also seen her, she has a simple and beautiful name, called Xiaozhu.

Xiaozhu also saw Lin Feiye, raised a small face, and shouted "girl" sweetly with the people in the village, straight to the hearts of people.

Lin Feiye also smiled: "Xiaozhu, is there something wrong with you?" Come in and sit down and talk. ā€

Xiaozhu smiled, waved his hand and said, "I'm here to deliver this, and I'm going back after sending it, so I won't come in and sit, there is something going on at home." ā€

In Xiaozhu's hand is a bamboo basket filled with bright yellow loquats, which looks very fresh and delicious.

When I came to think of it, it was the loquat season, and when I entered the village, I also saw that many people in the village had planted loquat trees.

"That's so much, how can you eat it?" Lin Feiye said with a smile.

Xiaozhu looked a little shy, lowered his head and handed the bamboo basket to Duan Zichen's hand, and said: "This is just picked from the tree, but it is fresh, you can put it and eat it slowly..." ā€

"Oh-" Lin Feiye replied meaningfully, and said, "Go back and say thank you to your father on my behalf!" ā€

Lin Feiye and Xiaozhu said one by one, Duan Zichen stood in the middle, holding the loquat stuffed in his arms by Xiaozhu, and listened very quietly.

Lin Feiye quickly glanced between the two, and knew that there were some problems between the two, but she didn't find fault with them, and after a few words with Xiaozhu, she asked her to go back to do her thing.

Xiaozhu nodded, secretly raised his eyes to look at Duan Zichen, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, turned around and left briskly.

Looking at Duan Zichen's distracted appearance, he knew that he had lost his mind.

Lin Feiye took a loquat from the basket, walked back and sat back on the stool, peeled it carelessly, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of her?" Do you like it? ā€

Duan Zichen came back to his senses suddenly, and the look on his face was a little embarrassed: "What did you say, auntie?" No kidding. ā€

The more he dodged, the more it showed that there was something in his heart, and Lin Feiye didn't ask anymore, and sent the peeled loquat to his mouth, and the sweet taste between his lips and tongue gradually became impregnated.

After eating a loquat, Lin Feiye still couldn't finish it: "Where are you kidding?" I know this girl Xiaozhu, she is sensible and virtuous, and she is also a simple girl," he said, took another loquat, and continued: "If you like it, let's take her back to the palace, raise her in your house, and give her a name." ā€

The little embarrassment on Duan Zichen's face disappeared, and he didn't think about it, so he refused with a serious face: "No, I can't do this." ā€

"Why?" Lin Feiye was puzzled: "There is no harm in doing this." ā€

Duan Zichen shook his head seriously: "No, I want to learn from Uncle Huang, like Uncle Huang!" ā€

Looking at Duan Zichen's high-spirited appearance, Lin Feiye became interested and asked him, "What do you learn from your imperial uncle?" Wouldn't it be nice to be yourself? ā€

Duan Zichen continued to answer: "Compared to this, I prefer to think of the imperial aunt and the imperial uncle, a couple for the rest of their lives, holding the hand of the son, and growing old together." ā€

He added: "Miss Xiaozhu is a very good person, but if I just take her back and give her a name casually, it will not be a good thing for me and her." ā€

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