Feng Ling didn't remember the last time he slept so soundly, as if he had been hanging in his heart since he arrived in Chang'an City. www.biquge.info Especially in the days of the deep palace, I always don't forget to put a small curved blade under the pillow when I sleep at night, just in case of accidents; I don't dare to relax my whole body when I lie down, I must leave a little vigilance, and I don't dare to fade my shirt and socks, as if I want to jump up from the couch at any time.

At this moment, in his own house, there are no palace walls, no palace people's inner prison, no cautious atmosphere that permeates the air, and even hatred has dissipated.

Feng Ling lay in the bed and quilt she was familiar with, wearing only a wide skirt, bare arms, bare feet, loose everywhere, surrounded by the dry air she was familiar with, in front of her proud Gu Fang, in the outer courtyard there was her trusty Buddha Nu Ayi, and the tribes who had been born and died with her, outside there was a husband who swept away her troubles and protected her stability, and there were children in her womb who were related to her flesh and blood. All this made her sleep contented, and she was calm and sound.

Wherever the light can be transmitted in the house, Ah Mi is taught to cover it with a curtain, and the strong sunlight cannot penetrate it, and no one dares to enter the inner courtyard to disturb it during the day because of the instructions of the Buddha, so the wind spirit has been asleep, and there is no intention to wake up in the middle of the night and day.

When the night fell again, Feng Ling suddenly felt a warmth behind her, and finally woke up in a daze, only to feel that she was hugged in a solid chest, and the warm and dry breath that she had not seen for a long time wrapped her in a fine way, she didn't have to open her eyes, and she knew who it was.

"Ayan...... Coming back? She rolled over in a haze, and suddenly feared that she would be pressed into her belly, and she flipped back, turned her back to him, and shrank into his chest. Since she was pregnant, her sense of smell seemed to have become extremely sharp, and at this moment, she smelled a few more wisps of fishy sweetness in his breath.

"How is Liu Shuang?" She asked vaguely.

"Found it, in Mohe Yanmoi." Fu Yanyan whispered at the back of her neck.

The wind spirit sobered up a little: "You...... Kill him? And his own soldiers...... "She seemed to know where the fishy sweetness in his breath came from."

Fu Yanyan said a deep "um" in a nasal voice, "From now on, you will have peace of mind." ”

Feng Ling was silent for a while, and then said softly: "I don't want you to create more killing karma, it is inevitable to protect the country and kill the enemy, but for a villain like Liu Shuang, he was stained with blood...... It's really not worth it. ”

"Ai Ye has been washed, and the bloody gas has been washed away." He flew out for a day and a night without closing his eyes, and there was a heavy tiredness in his voice.

Feng Ling listened to his response to the question, and said secretly: "That's it, killing Liu Shuang and his relatives who have done a lot of evil deeds is not a crime, but this matter started from me, and if there is karma in the future, I hope it will only fall on me alone."

The snort of the delay gradually sank, and she sighed quietly when he had fallen asleep: "Since then, I have been stable, I am afraid that He Lu will stir up trouble again, and Tingzhou will be uneasy." In the end, because of my selfish interests, I can't live with the Tang Dynasty and the first emperor. ”

She tickled at the back of her head, and the tip of her nose rubbed gently between her hair, breathing deeply, sniffing the sweet scent of her hair. "When did Datang fall to this point, and the stability of the border had to rely on a woman to guard it, so what was the use of asking us to wait for soldiers? If the saint really wants to exchange you for the stability of the western frontier, why not exchange my iron horse. ”

Feng Ling's eyes were hot at the same time, and his arms wrapped around her body, and his palms rested on her abdomen, and a slight string of rolls in her abdomen, as if protesting against Feng Ling's awakening at this time.

"Sleep, ......" The voice was a little indistinct, accompanied by a steady breath, and after a while, Feng Ling's eyelids closed unconsciously, sinking into his warm breath.

When the wind spirit woke up again, the curtain of the inner chamber had been hung high, leaving only a soft veil of smoke that filtered the harsh sunlight outside, and the light gently brushed on her face, awakening her.

Feng Ling couldn't open her eyes for a while, her eyes trembled slightly under the wrapping of her eyelids, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she gradually regained her senses, only to realize that it was not only the sunlight that came in on her face, but also a soft palm.

She narrowed her eyes and barely opened a slit, she was the only one left on the couch, and Fu Yanyan had long since disappeared. A childish child with flashing eyes stood in front of her couch, and when he saw her eyes open, he was stunned for a moment, and grinned at her.

The wind spirit smiled at him, as if it was in a dream. In an instant, I heard small and urgent footsteps running into the house, and whispered in a low voice: "Aji, Aji." ”

The child turned his head and ran out when he heard the sound, but the small footsteps did not stop, and in an instant, Ah Mi probed his head and appeared by the screen, and saw that the wind spirit moved on the couch, and quickly picked up the soft yarn and entered the inner room.

"But Aggie woke up the eldest lady?" The childish child hiding behind her skirt looked at Feng Ling, and Ah Qi hurriedly pulled him to apologize: "This child is naughty, don't blame the aunt." ”

Feng Ling rubbed his waist, stood up from the couch, and smiled at the child: "This is your child?" What's your name? ”

Ah Mi led him forward and taught him to salute with the wind spirit, while nodding and smiling: "Gu Daji, the name that was made indiscriminately, is two years old, and it is the time to be naughty, and if you are not careful, you will cause trouble." ”

"I can't blame him." Feng Ling touched the child's cheek, "He looks like you, but he looks like a Buddha slave." ”

After getting up and cleaning up, Feng Ling carefully turned Gu Fang up and down, and had to praise Buddha Nu in his heart for being a good businessman. In the past, when Gu Fang was controlled by her, because she was lazy and greedy, she always had no qualification, and she did not devote herself to the trading of silk and silk, and the business was only slightly better than barely making a living. Today's Gu Fang, under the guidance of the Buddha, is no longer the same as it was at the beginning.

Whether it is the old person from Shazhou or the new person from Xizhou, they all call her a "Yile lady", I think it should be taken care of by the Buddha slave in advance, and the caliber has been changed in unison, so as not to cause trouble in the future.

Most of the people working in the store are newcomers in Xizhou, and they don't recognize her. Half of the trilogy is an old man, although he knows the wind spirit, but because he knows the depths of it, and he respects her from the bottom of his heart, in order to keep her safe, everyone admits death, and only recognizes her as a lady who came out of thin air.

Xingye stood in the courtyard of the outer courtyard members, curiously looking at a poplar with teeth and claws, and was stunned. She entered the palace since she was a child, and she was raised in the palace with a different demeanor from the women in the market, although she was nearly thirty years old, she still had an unusual posture.

Feng Ling walked into the outer courtyard, and at a glance she caught a glimpse of a few pairs of eyes hiding in the house and peeking out through the window lattice, she smiled in her heart and raised her voice: "If you want to say hello, why don't you come out generously, how can I not even have this bit of courage?" ”

A few pairs of eyes by the window lattice retracted into the house, and after a few breaths, three or two people came out of the house, smiling awkwardly, and greeted Xingye with a fist.

Xingye returned the salute one by one, and the few parts were scattered in a hurry. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she turned around and pointed to the poplar tree and asked Xiang Fengling, "What kind of tree is this, I have never seen it before, and it can grow like this...... Arbitrary? ”

"Populus." The wind spirit hooked her arm, and the smile on her face was brighter than the scorching sun: "On the land of Western Xinjiang, there are more than trees, and from now on you and I can live freely. ”

Xingye was stunned, turned his face and looked at the poplar again, and was overjoyed, and finally felt that the day in front of him was real.