Lin Xifeng's baked cake was delicious, it was the best cake Liu Lian'er had ever eaten in her life, and she wanted to eat it again after eating a piece, but Lin Xifeng, who was frowning, knocked back her hand holding the cake with chopsticks.

Liu Lian'er withdrew her hand, lowered her head aggrievedly and did not dare to speak. It's not that Lin Xifeng deliberately refuses to let her eat more, it's just that this cake is too greasy and hard, and eating too much is not good for her health, so she should eat more light food now.

"Xianggong, your cooking skills have improved a lot, this cake is different from what you used to make, but it is much better than the previous one." Liu Lian'er put away her gloomy expression, raised her face and praised with a chuckle. For more than a year, she rarely laughed, so her smile was unnatural, a little dry, and Lin Xifeng's heart was even more astringent.

Liu Lian'er said that Lin Xifeng's cooking skills have improved, because he already has first-hand cooking skills, when his parents were still there, Lin Xifeng was also a good boy, in order to run his own restaurant, with his father learned a good cooking skills, but after the death of his parents, he followed a group of fox friends and dog friends to lose his mind, and since then, he rarely went to the stove again.

Lin Xifeng ate the cake by himself, didn't talk to her, and said in his heart that just a few cakes can make you boast so much, if I bring some modern condiments, the dishes will not scare you stupid.

Liu Lian'er was not unhappy, she was used to talking to Lin Xifeng alone, as long as he didn't beat her or murder her, she felt very satisfied.

The night sky of the Great Song Dynasty is very monotonous, there is no neon flashing, there is no magnificent view of the building, only the stars and the moon dot the black quilt overhead, but the streets are still lively and prosperous, especially on the shore of the West Lake, where the literati and artists are either boating in the middle of the lake, or writing poems under the pavilion are higher than whom, and the cries of the hawkers on the shore of the lake are blended together, intertwined into a harmonious picture.

Because the curfew was lifted as early as the Song Taizu period, ordinary people no longer worry about 'committing the night', for them, this is nothing more than a great gift from the saints.

Lin Xifeng just stood at the window, and he could hear the faint noise by the West Lake, and pondered the time a little, it should be around nine o'clock Beijing time.

Liu Curtain was still embroidered with Su embroidery in the house, and she had hardly done anything else that day.

Lin Xifeng walked past her, set off a breeze, and flew up with the green silk in front of the willow curtain, he planned to go back to his side room to sleep!

"Xianggong ......" Liu Lian'er suddenly grabbed Lin Xifeng's hand that was swinging when she walked, this was the first time in more than a year that she took the initiative to shake his hand.

Although Liu Lian'er's strength was not large, her hand was still trembling slightly, but it made Lin Xifeng stop, her hand was very soft and warm, like a ball of cotton that had just been sunburned.

Lin Xifeng didn't look back, but he understood what Liu Lian'er meant, she wanted to have sex with him, she was afraid that after tonight, there would be no chance in the future.

Lin Xifeng suddenly hesitated, and was even a little at a loss, staying where he was, not knowing what to do.

In addition to sympathizing with her experience, he now has no feelings for Liu Lian'er, and has no feelings for a person who has no feelings and has only known each other for more than a day, Lin Xifeng feels very awkward, like calling a chicken.

Maybe after getting along for a long time in the future, Lin Xifeng will naturally accept her slowly, but now......

Lin Xifeng could imagine Liu Lian'er's complaining and pitiful eyes at this time...... So he didn't dare to look back into her eyes, so he gently withdrew his hand and walked towards the outside of the house, where some words drifted faintly.

"Rest early! I don't need you to light the lamp for me. ”

Liu Lian'er gently retracted her hand, and after Lin Xifeng closed the door and left, she dared to hold her legs and tears fell wildly, and she choked in a low voice: "Xianggong still cares about my body...... That's it, as long as the curtain is a little maid in the future, you can't mention the matter of sex again, so as not to make the prime minister angry......"

After a while, Liu Lian'er raised her sleeves and wiped her tears, picked up Su embroidery with red eyes and continued to tattoo it......

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In the side room, the oil lamp had burned out of oil, and Lin Xifeng suddenly found that he didn't even know where to put the lamp oil, because in the past, Liu Lian'er added oil to this lamp, and he was only responsible for using it, and never asked how to use it.

Lin Xifeng was embarrassed to go back and ask where the lamp oil was, so he had to open the window and write on the rice paper with the bright moonlight what he needed to bring back to the Song Dynasty......

At more than three o'clock in the morning, Lin Xifeng woke up very sadly by urine, shrunk up from the bed, opened the door and walked out.

Seeing that Liu Lian'er's room was still shining with the dim light of the oil lamp, Lin Xifeng unconsciously stopped, she was still staying up late embroidery, which was obvious.

"Were women of ancient times so stupid? That 'Lin Xifeng' is so kind to you, why do you still treat him so well......" Lin Xifeng sighed softly, turned his eyes to the moonlight outside the window, and after a while, he carefully opened the door of the main hall and tiptoed towards the thatched house, for fear of letting Liu Curtain hear a little movement.

Maybe Lin Xifeng is too eager to return to the modern relationship as soon as the morning dawns, he feels that today's dawn is very late, and the more anxious he is, the harder it is to get, it seems to be this reason.

In fact, after Lin Xifeng went to the thatched house in the middle of the night, he could no longer sleep peacefully, he always slept very lightly, turned over and woke up, and then looked at the ceiling, not ...... Looking at the mahogany beams, I was stunned for a while...... Then go to sleep and wake up again......

No matter how lazy the dawn is, it always has to come, the white of the fish belly on the horizon finally penetrated into the side room, Lin Xifeng let out a long breath, and finally got through it.

After opening his eyes, the first thing Lin Xifeng did was to take out the jade talisman, looked at the jade talisman that was darker than yesterday, took a deep breath, and then no longer hesitated, threw the porcelain cup into the storage bag, closed his eyes, and recited the spell that Ma Mian taught him at the jade talisman.

It is the same as the feeling of being reborn in the Northern Song Dynasty, as if he has traveled through endless time and space, and it has been a thousand years since he opened his eyes, the scene in front of Lin Xifeng is both strange and familiar, this is the intersection when he had a car accident, the dim street lights are shining on the street, it should be ten ten in the second half of the night, and there is only one pedestrian dozens of meters away.

Lin Xifeng stood firm, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, he didn't cross in broad daylight, otherwise he would have violated the country's atheism if a person suddenly appeared out of thin air on the street.

The pedestrian not far away glanced at Lin Xifeng, was slightly stunned, quickly rubbed his eyes, and opened his eyes to see again, Lin Xifeng was still there, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and concluded that he must have not seen Lin Xifeng, and his eyes were not good in the middle of the night......

Lin Xifeng saw that the man continued to walk forward, he didn't pay attention to his meaning, and he was also relieved, if that person really came up to interrogate him where he came from, he couldn't give a proper answer.

Now he is still in the ancient costumes of the Northern Song Dynasty, fortunately he is far away, and the person didn't see it clearly, Lin Xifeng hurriedly wrapped himself in sackcloth, and ran towards the house he rented with his waist bent.

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