"Don't."

It seems that he has dreamed of daylight again.

Hua Tiantian sat up in a cold sweat, and what Feng Jing said in the day was still lingering in her mind.

When the curtain of the carriage was lifted, it was already night outside, and the night was dark.

Shrinking her neck, Hua Tian Tian curled up, wrapped her arms around her legs, and buried her head deep between her legs.

Although Bai Ri Fengjing said so, the situation in the capital was not good, although he was cold, he still brought her back to the palace.

The original expectation was still gone in that cold gaze, and she thought bitterly, maybe it was because she had caused too much trouble to Feng Jing all along, and he was tired of it.

It's just that the dead heart never dared to extinguish the last ray of light.

When Feng Jing squatted down at that time, his eyes were clearly full of tenderness, and what he meant by saying that he could only do so much for her.

She still can't figure it out.

It's just that I can't figure it out, and I still have a little expectation in my heart.

But that expectation is only a wisp, even if she hides it, even if she is fierce and inward-looking, she can no longer be as coquettish as Feng Jing as before.

She subconsciously stayed away from Feng Jing in her uneasiness.

"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten for a day, you are tired of traveling, do you need some food?"

At this time, Mo Bai's voice came from outside.

Hua Tian moistened his hoarse voice, raised his head and said no, still reluctantly smiling.

Just as she finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and a slender figure appeared in the carriage.

Hua Tiantian was so shocked by the cold air that poured into him that he shook his body, and suddenly raised his eyes, the figure seemed to deliberately block the wind, and the biting cold wind on his face dissipated instantly.

"Feng, Fengjing?"

Perhaps it was the uneasiness in his heart that troubled him again, and Hua Tiantian subconsciously moved back when he saw Feng Jing's stunning face.

Feng Jing took in the movements of Hua Tiantian, he only lowered his eyes coldly, and stretched out his hand, "This is close to the inn, go and have some food." ”

With a bit of a tough tone.

Hua Tiantian didn't stretch out her hand, but moved back again, she shook her head and looked away, and said crampedly, "No, I'm not hungry." ”

Subconsciously, I still used my self-title.

Hua Tiantian felt the cold air that instantly condensed in the carriage as soon as her words came out, and the hand hidden in the sleeve couldn't help but squeeze it tightly.

"Really?" Feng Jing's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, a little displeased.

Tim nodded vigorously as if she was pounding garlic, but as soon as she was about to say something, her stomach gurgled.

For a moment, Hua Tiantian felt more and more unhappy with the gaze that looked at her.

She cursed in her heart that this voice came at an inopportune time, so it was obvious that she was acting recklessly?

Feng Jing's face was slightly moved, he eased his expression, stretched out his hand, regardless of whether Hua Tiantian was willing or not, picked her up horizontally, lifted the curtain and went straight to the inn not far away.

Mo Bai saw that Feng Jing came out, and immediately followed.

Hua Tiantian felt this familiar embrace again, her nose was sour, she gritted her teeth and desperately suppressed the bitterness gushing out of her heart, trying not to let her body tremble.

"No need, the widow will leave by himself, and he will have a good meal."

She raised her eyes slightly, facing the narrow phoenix eyes straight, her face calm.

Feng Jing looked at the calm little face, only hooked his thin lips, and did not let go of the day, but bent down to put Hua Tiantian from his arms.