Time seemed to be fast and slow, just like Lu Xuan's ambivalent mood at the moment.

He wanted to go on like this, but ...... I was thirsty.

The feeling of being overwhelmed by the heat could only be calmed down by drinking a few sips of herbal tea.

Lu Xuan glanced at the sleeping girl, picked up the teacup that belonged to her, and quietly took a few sips.

The voice of the guy Noble sounded outside the door: "Childe, lunch is ready, bring the little one in for you?" ”

"No, you don't." Lu Xuan blurted out refusal, and wrapped Feng Cheng's hand subconsciously tightened.

Although Feng Cheng loves to be sleepy, he sleeps lightly, and wakes up when he hears Noble's shout.

The young man's handsome face suddenly came into view from above, making her a little dazed.

At that moment, she thought that she was still trapped in the cat's shell, and she didn't know how many times she woke up in Lu Xuan's arms.

She habitually rubbed her cheek against the boy's chest, and was about to jump out of his embrace.

The roots of the boy's ears were instantly red, and he forgot to let go of his hand.

What is Feng Cheng doing?

He could barely maintain his calm appearance, so he had to hide his helplessness with seriousness: "I woke up so soon." ”

Feng Cheng blinked, completely sober.

Oops, she's Miss Feng!

Feng Cheng quickly broke free from Lu Xuan's arms, sat up straight and asked seriously, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Lu Xuan replied solemnly: "It didn't take long, about two quarters of an hour." ”

When he said this, he was slightly stunned.

It turned out that only two quarters of an hour had passed, but he had the illusion that it had lasted forever.

"It looks like someone was talking just now." Feng Cheng hesitated and looked at the door.

The treasure outside the door carried a steaming meal, looking puzzled.

Isn't Childe hungry?

Even if the son is not hungry, he can't let the girl go hungry.

But when Gongzi said so, he could only listen.

"The little one stepped back." Noble shouted through the door.

Lu Xuan did not hesitate to change his words: "Send it in." ”

Noble pushed the door in with questions, and saw his son and Miss Feng sitting side by side.

The young man's eyes lit up instantly, and his steps became brisk: "Childe and Miss Feng use slowly." ”

He put the food on the table and quickly retreated.

Lu Xuan returned to the opposite side and sat down, and greeted Feng Cheng as if nothing had happened: "Let's eat." ”

Feng Cheng nodded and picked up the teacup in front of him.

The teacup came to her lips and stopped, staring thoughtfully at the tea.

There seems to be less tea.

A hand reached over and took the teacup.

Lu Xuan carried the white porcelain teapot and said calmly: "The tea is cold, add some hot." ”

The cup with the tea was stuffed back into Feng Cheng's hand.

Feng Cheng lowered his eyes and took a sip, and suddenly thought: "Lu Xuan, did you drink my tea?" ”

Lu Xuanzhi did not admit it: "No." ”

Feng Cheng glanced at him.

It's just a cup of tea, and she won't let him pay for it.

But it's just a small thing, it's still important to eat.

Feng Cheng glanced at the food on the table, felt that the dishes were a little light, took off his purse and asked Lu Xuan, "Do you want to eat dried fish?" Spicy. ”

"Eat."

Eating the fresh and crispy dried fish, Lu Xuan asked, "Didn't your maid not let you carry this with you when it was hot?" ”

"I promised her that she would go out at night with a small fish."

Lu Xuan subconsciously frowned.

It's enough to have him at night, what do you want Xiaoyu for?

He put down his chopsticks and said quietly: "There is a task these days, and Xiaoyu is the most suitable person." ”

"What task?"

"I'm afraid there will be movement over there in the plum blossom hermitage, and it's best for someone to secretly guard Jingchun."

When Feng Cheng heard this, he understood what Lu Xuan meant.

Let's not talk about the fact that the plum blossom nunnery used the blood of a girl to enter the medicine, and now the turmoil of King Wu entering the plum blossom nunnery at night is boiling, and the plum blossom nunnery cannot be unscathed.

In order to prevent the dog from jumping off the wall, it is natural to protect Jingchun.

"You don't have a female undertaker?" Feng Cheng asked casually.

Although Xiaoyu is reliable, if he is not in the late autumn residence for several days, Bai Lu will have to break his thoughts again.

Lu Xuan glanced at her: "Should I have it?" ”

He sometimes thinks that Laixi is not neat enough, what do you want her female subordinates to do?

Feng Cheng heard him say this, and nodded in response.

The two drank tea after lunch, and Lu Xuan's men reported that the people from the government had gone to the Plum Blossom Temple.

"Do you want to go see the excitement?" Lu Xuan asked.

"Okay."

"Let's change into men's clothes, men's clothes are more convenient."

Lu Xuan walked out of the door, leaving room for Feng Cheng to change his clothes.

There were several sets of clothes, shoes and socks in the chest of drawers in the elegant room, and Feng Cheng found that they fit properly after changing them.

Lu Xuan leaned against the lacquered pillar in the corridor, and could hear the movement of changing clothes inside.

He interrupted his thoughts in time, and he was a little disgusted with his overly sensitive ears.

The door opened, and the young man with red lips and white teeth walked out.

"Brother Lu, let's go." Feng Cheng said with a smile.

The corners of Lu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he refused: "Don't call me Brother Lu." ”

Feng Cheng was puzzled.

Lu Xuan coughed lightly: "I'm not used to it." ”

He didn't show that he could bear it before, but now when he heard Feng Cheng call him Brother Lu, he would think of Lin Xiao.

"What's that calling you?" Feng Cheng found that since he had made his mind clear, Lu Xuan had become difficult to serve.

"Call me Ah Xuan." Lu Xuanmian did not change his color and said the answer.

Feng Cheng's eyes were strange: "I call you Ah Xuan, do you call me Orange Orange?" It's better to call your name directly to help cover it up. ”

Lu Xuan frowned.

He wouldn't call her Orange.

That day, when he heard Xue Fanshan call her Orange Orange in the tree, he felt uncomfortable.

Orange orange, orange orange - the boy pursed his lips.

In good conscience, Orange Orange is still very good, mainly because Xue Fanshan shouted ugly.

"Let's call the name."

Feng Cheng couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Let's go, Lu Xuan." ”

Lu Xuan: "......"

I don't know if it's an illusion, he feels that Feng Cheng dislikes him.

When the two arrived at Qianyun Mountain, nearby villagers were watching.

The door of the plum blossom hermitage was wide open, and several officials were guarding the outside to prevent the people from approaching, and there was a faint cry from inside.

It is meditation that cries.

"Uncle, uncle, save the disciple—" Jingxin tugged at the sleeve of Mrs. Cining's coat, her face full of tears.

There was an accident in the nunnery last night, and she knew that it would not be peaceful today, but she never expected that the catastrophe would fall on her alone.

Uncle Shi asked her to recognize it first, and only by keeping King Wu could she keep the Plum Blossom Nunnery.

But she obviously didn't do that kind of ugly thing, but she was pushed out as a scapegoat, how willing!

"Uncle Shi—"

Mrs. Cining held down Jingxin's hand and said word by word: "Jingxin, do you want to harm the entire Plum Blossom Nunnery because of you alone?" ”

Those eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and the people who were staring at them were all over the body.

Jing Xin stared at it in a daze, and his expression gradually despaired.

Master Cining was too afraid that Jing Jing's mind would collapse and say something that should not be said, so he said in a low voice: "Deal with the present first, and the master of the nunnery will find a way to go back." ”

Jing Xin lost his soul and walked forward with the servant, and when he passed by Xiao Ni Jingzhen, he heard a shout: "Senior Sister Jing Xin——"

She paused and looked at teenage Ni.

"Senior Sister Jingxin, why did they take you away?" Jingzhen asked with a worried face.

A nameless fire sprung up from the meditation heart.