The more Yurong listened, the more confused she became, and when the technique was gone, she realized that Rong Yuan had already arranged this matter today, and I am afraid that only herself and Fenglin would not know this plan. The coldness in my heart couldn't help but get worse, and a peach blossom noodle gradually lost its warm color.

Rong Yuan didn't know what she was thinking, but she was angry and angry because she didn't let her see the totem, and wanted to explain her intentions, but she didn't know how. had to take her hand to go to the Changting Huihe, his slender hand stretched out, but Yurong went forward one step ahead of her, seeing that he was still in place, he turned his head and smiled: "Why don't you leave, aren't they still waiting for us, Xinli?" ”

His brows furrowed slightly, and he kept up with Yurong's footsteps unhurriedly.

It has always been a crisp day in early autumn, the sun is shining, the breeze is warm, Yurong's somewhat depressed mood is slowly becoming clearer, thinking that the seven women who were abandoned in the inn will also have the Xihu Mansion to end up, and whether Bai Dao wants to slap the face of the underworld has nothing to do with himself, that is, they hold a grudge, and they are also on their killer list, so what are they afraid of?

Fortunately, Yurong came out for a walk a few days ago, and he still had some impressions of the long pavilion that Shu Xie said, and he saw four people under the willow tree after walking for only half an hour. Chi Qingyi was hanging upside down on a tree with his eyes closed, Xin Li was playing chess with Shi Daizi in a comparison with Shujie, and Feng Lin was looking in his direction with a cute face.

Yu couldn't help but smile, her steps couldn't help but be faster, she stepped forward and patted Feng Lin's shoulder, and teased in a childlike tone: "Feng Lin, what are you doing standing here?" ”

Feng Lin blinked, and there was no half-diǎn reaction other than that.

Xin Li and the others saw him, and the two of them came over. Hurriedly got up, and after a while, the group was back on the road.

There were four people seated in the carriage. At this time, the people who read books and read books in a daze were in a daze, but they were silent, and the movements outside the carriage could be heard clearly.

"Xinli, let me, look at the wind."

Hearing this, Yurong's hand holding the Analects shook. She raised her head, and sure enough, it was from Feng Lin's expressionless and paralyzed face, such a reflex arc. Sure enough, this kid is a tease invited by the monkey!

Seeing the corners of her mouth twitch, Shu Xie couldn't help but smile and said, "Miss Yurong, it's good to get used to it, although he has a longer reaction time." But he is a man who has to answer. ”

Yurong diǎn diǎn head: "It's interesting." I don't know where the phoenix is now. If she knew that we had met Fenglin, she would be very happy. As soon as the words came out, Shu Xie smiled at herself gently, and she realized that she was speechless, and the person in front of her was not Qinglan.

It's a little melancholy! Yurong raised his head to look at the carriage, thinking that he would settle down at night to send a letter to Qinglan, but he blamed himself for being too decisive at the beginning, and he didn't even ask for Phoenix's contact information. Although there was no mobile phone WeChat mail in ancient times, the Jade King still had a carrier pigeon!

"Mine. Jade pendant," Feng Lin suddenly said with difficulty: "He was robbed by him and left." ”

He took the initiative to speak, but Yurong was taken aback and asked, "Don't worry, who snatched your jade pendant?" What kind of jade pendant does it look like? ”

He stretched out his hand to gesticulate, where could Yurong understand, and suddenly both of them were sweating, Rong Yuan's slightly cool hand wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said, "Rong'er, don't worry." ”

Yurong couldn't help pursing her lips: "How can I not be in a hurry, he can't say a word for a long time, so I'm afraid that if he says it, the jade pendant will be nowhere to be found!" She subconsciously pulled Rong Yuan's sleeve, and her dependent look was naturally revealed inadvertently.

Seeing her like this, Rong Yuan couldn't wait to rub her into his arms and love her, but because there were others in front of him, he pressed the ** in his heart, and asked Fenglin calmly: "Can you write?" ”

As soon as he said this, the eyes of the three people in the carriage lit up: Yes, I can't say that I can write!

Seeing Feng Lin's eyes, Rong Yuan's heart was clear, and he immediately took out the paper and pen from the dark compartment of the carriage, Yurong took the inkstone and ink and was about to do it, and the solution saw the obvious black face of his son, and took the inkstone from Yurong's hand very doggedly, and slowly grinded the ink.

Feng Lin took the brush, raised his sleeves and put down the pen, quite a lot of style.

Yurong couldn't help but feel a burst of admiration in his heart, and raised his head to sigh with Rong Yuan, but when he raised his head slightly, he twisted his eyebrows and wondered: When did he nest in this person's arms? And Nima was hugged so tightly! She's still in a cold war with him, okay? What about the backbone!

Rong Yuan noticed her stagnation, lowered his head and rubbed her face: "What's wrong?" ”

There was green stubble on his chin, and she was a little itchy, so she turned her head to hide, pointed to the rice paper on the table and said, "Fenglin's words are very beautiful." ”

He smiled lightly, won three points over the scenery of the world, attached it to her ear, and said meaningfully: "What does Rong'er think of the word for husband?" ”

She will never give in to the forces of evil. Yurong thought silently, and then tilted his head: "Each has its own merits." ”

It happened that Feng Lin stopped writing, Rong Yuan didn't ask her anymore, let go of the hand holding Yurong and picked up the rice paper, the ink was not dry, he held it in front of the two, Yurong leaned on him, and came out to look with him.

Feng Lin was still a little wary of Yurong, and then heard her mention Phoenix, his heart was shocked, and then he stayed for a long time, he was already very sensitive to drugs, he could smell Yurong in the Feng family's detoxification secret recipe, and this secret recipe was useless to snatch away, because no one could know except the Feng family, so it must be his sister-in-law Phoenix who told her. Since he was the one that Phoenix decided to believe, as the younger brother of the bloodline, he naturally chose to gamble.

It turns out that this Feng Lin has never forgotten the hatred of the destruction of the door since the day of the Feng family's annihilation, he has endured in the small village for many years, but he was inexplicably taken away by these seven sisters, he is good at medicine, martial arts know a little about fur, naturally invincible, this was poured poison by the other party, and he can't say anything and can't write. On that day, when the seven sisters were not in the thatched hut, a well-dressed woman brought a group of people to the thatched hut to ask for water.

The woman fell in love with the jade pendant he wore around his waist at a glance, although the jade pendant was ordinary, but it was raised by the Feng family with a century-old elixir for hundreds of years, passed down from generation to generation, Feng Lin was unwilling, but was knocked unconscious by the flying and domineering woman, and the moment before he closed his eyes, he only heard the woman say that it was something that she Fenyang princess had taken a fancy to, and there was nothing that could not be obtained.

Not counting the abduction, this heirloom was snatched away again, and he was even more angry in his heart, and he was poisoned for a while, and he could have lived for seven days, but now there are only three days left. The seven sisters didn't want to give him a funeral, but the orange lady said that she had thought of a plan to kill two birds with one stone, so she left him in the middle of the path. (To be continued.) )

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