It was early in the morning on the second day of Feng Tianyue. Seeing that the fire had been extinguished, there was still some fog outside the cave. laughed at himself for being too squeamish, and he couldn't stand the slightest discomfort.

The foot injury was faintly painful, and I didn't know what to do, so I had to lie back and open my eyes in a daze.

After a while, Linglong woke up. Feng Tianyue originally thought that if someone accompanied her, it would not be boring, but Linglong groped but went out of the hole. I was embarrassed to stop her, so I had to stare dryly.

The sound of Linglong walking disturbed Ye Molan, and when he got up and saw that it was not dawn, he took out the flint, grabbed a handful of licorice and lit it, and threw a few pieces of wood into the fire.

Feng Tianyue saw him wake up and make a move, and quickly got up and sat upright.

"The princess got up early this day, but how unwell is she?"

Ye Molan actually cared about her wounds, but it sounded sarcastic to her. She got up late several times and delayed her trip. Now it can be regarded as a good thing to say that he has found an opportunity.

Her face was flushed, and she didn't know if she was ashamed or reflected by the raging fire.

"The seventh prince of Lao is bothered, and the moon is fine."

"Although the water snake is not venomous, the wound is painful and swollen for several days. When she returned to Beijing and asked the imperial doctor to prescribe some ointment, the princess would feel better. ”

Saying this, she was even more embarrassed. It turned out that he had good intentions, but he misunderstood the hearts of good people.

"Thank you, Seventh Prince."

"It's a trivial matter, why worry about it." What I wanted to say was thank you, but how to reciprocate. When the words came to his mouth, he changed his words.

She is different from those Qinglou women, so naturally she can't be abrupt. It's a long time coming, so there's no hurry.

Relatively speechless, Feng Tianyue was almost sweating, and finally looked forward to Linglong's return.

"Princess, the slave maid has not found a container for water. I had to soak the silk handkerchief in water and cleanse the princess's face. ”

"No problem." Naturally, this wilderness can't ask for much. Why bother with people.

"The guards picked a lot of fruit, let the slaves and maids wash it, and send it, and the princess will eat one."

Linglong handed over the silk handkerchief with one hand, put down the cloth bag with the other, and took a big peach out. The peaches are pink, fruity, and mouth-watering.

"Take it to the Seventh Prince first."

Those guards picked fruit early in the morning, and they were not used to please her, so how could she take the lead.

"Yes."

"The Seventh Prince, please use it."

Ye Molan was naturally not polite, took the peach handed by Linglong and ate it. Feng Tianyue was curious and picked an unknown small fresh fruit from it. Although it is small and exquisite, it is delicious, and the flesh is bitten and fragrant.

Linglong combed Feng Tianyue's head, and after using the remaining wild fruits, it was already bright outside the cave.

When Ye Molan saw that it was right, he gave an order to return to Beijing.

Feng Tianyue's legs and feet were inconvenient, she was helped by Linglong and walked a few steps, and as soon as her body was light, she was held in Ye Molan's arms.

"Don't talk too much." Hearing him say this, Feng Tianyue was no longer hypocritical. It's not the first time, and in front of everyone, it's not so shy.

Although Linglong was surprised by the princess's foot injury, she knew that it was not the time for her to ask more, so she only silently followed behind Ye Molan.

Over the hill, a horse-drawn carriage was parked at the foot of the mountain. Liuyun rode a horse to guard the car, and his eyes could naturally see that it was prepared for Feng Tianyue.

The guards were secretly surprised, last night the master summoned Liuyun, and the order was this matter. His own master can be regarded as caring for others.

Ye Molan carried Feng Tianyue into the carriage and called Linglong to wait in the carriage. After getting out of the car, he rode the horse let by Liuyun, and the group continued to walk.

The road was unimpeded, and the carriage traveled directly to the embassy in Yuancheng.

"The princess will stay here for one night first, and tomorrow she will enter the palace to meet my emperor, and then make arrangements."

Ye Molan thought about it and decided to follow the rules first. Tomorrow, after the father and emperor decree the canonization, he will take her back to the mansion, so as not to be born in vain.

Feng Tianyue said a few polite words to him and asked Linglong to send him away.

When Linglong returned to the room, she saw Feng Tianyue checking her injuries, and she was shocked, and hurriedly called someone to call for hot water.

"It's all to blame for the slave and maid, and let the princess suffer this great crime." Linglong used a hot towel to apply a hot towel to the swollen area on Feng Tianyue's leg, and on the other hand, tears fell from her eyes.

The princess hasn't bumped it since she was a child, but now she is hurt so badly, she blames her for being greedy and misnegating.

Feng Tianyue comforted again and again: "Isn't it okay for me?" Besides, I brought it on myself, what are you doing? Okay, if you cry again, I'm going to be angry. ”

Seeing her face, Linglong stopped crying. I still feel guilty.

Seeing Linglong's appearance, Feng Tianyue knew that she was still blaming herself, and deliberately said: "I want to eat lotus cake today, but I don't know if I can taste the taste of Juecheng here." ”

"The slave will go and prepare it for the princess." After Linglong finished speaking, he took the basin of water and went out in a hurry.

I didn't see it before, Linglong's girl is actually an impatient character.

Not long after Linglong went, someone asked to see her.

Feng Tianyue was puzzled and met the person who came, but it was the maid sent by Ye Molan to deliver medicine.

Feng Tianyue held the porcelain bottle in her hand, and the irrepressible sweetness welled up in her heart. Thinking that he was still thinking about her, he smiled slightly, and didn't come back to his senses until Linglong returned to the room and put away the bottle.

Feng Tianyue had dinner and was lying on the bed, still thinking about Ye Molan.

He is actually a good person, and he has always cared about her for days. The martial arts are high, and they can protect her. healed her injuries and thought about her everywhere. The temper is not so bad, and it is not as bad as the rumors.

All in all, Feng Qianyue now thinks that Ye Molan should be a good husband.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep sweetly.