The moth could not hold it anymore after all, relying on the last bit of strength, it approached the candle, and was instantly surrounded by flames, burning into ashes, and a new moth broke in through the window, following the same steps, slowly approaching the flames.

"What's the difference between this candlelight?"

Wen Xian'an shook his head, put down the scroll in his hand, and said, "This small candlelight is naturally not powerful, if it is replaced by a bonfire, it will naturally be different." ”

Wen Cheng's eyebrows stretched, he seemed to have some frowns, looked at Wen Xian'an on the side, and said slowly: "......What do you think?"

"That's right, fire attack."

Wen Xian'an rolled his eyebrows, pointed to a moth that pounced on the candle flame, and explained: "Like this moth, it likes light and fire, even if it loses its life, it has to pounce on the flame vigorously, although this locust is different from the moth, but it is also a light-loving insect, although it is cruel, but it can have an effect in a short time." ”

Wen Cheng couldn't help but nod his head in praise, this is a good idea.

Wen Xian'an got up, and then said: "You only need to light bonfires at various junctions at night, and use manpower to chase the locusts adsorbed on the plants to the bonfire with sticks, and the locusts can naturally break the disaster." ”

Wen Cheng clapped his palms, stood up from the chair, looked at Wen Xian'an with great satisfaction, and praised: "Xian'an, you have impressed my father." ”

Wen Xian'an smiled, stepped forward to grab Wen Cheng's sleeve, stuck out his tongue mischievously, and said: "It is my duty as a daughter to be able to share some things for my father, but my father has to promise me, don't say that this method is from me." ”

Wen Cheng looked puzzled and asked, "Why is this?" If the emperor knows that you have come up with this method, he will definitely reward you heavily, and when the time comes, the position of the crown princess will not come to you. ”

Crown Princess, Wen Xian'an can't even think about it now, she spares her life, this time she enters the palace is as deep as the sea, he doesn't want to put his lower body in the palace.

Life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown, according to her Wen Xian'an's current thoughts, freedom is glory and wealth can not be exchanged, she is willing to live a dull life, come to the truth, and do not want to be like a canary in a cage, imprisoned in the palace forever.

But these thoughts, Wen Xian'an was really hard to say for a while, looking at Wen Cheng's scrutinizing gaze, Wen Xian'an pursed the corners of his mouth, blinked his eyes, and said: "Daddy, my daughter naturally has her own ideas, so you promise me." ”

couldn't resist Wen Xian'an, Wen Cheng had to nod helplessly.

Wen Xian'an smiled and happily walked out of the study, Wen Cheng sighed, since a serious illness, her daughter seems to be a little different, obviously the same face, but there is always an indescribable feeling in front of her.

The moon hung high on the branches, revealing only half of its head, and the remaining half of its body was firmly hidden in the thick fog, and there was not a trace of stars in the night sky, and the wind was slightly hot, and the branches shook slightly, making a rustling sound.

The air seemed a little dull, Wen Xian'an looked up at the night sky, frowned, half loud, and said to himself: "I'm afraid this day is going to change." ”

Thinking that there were still unharvested medicinal materials on the shelves in the yard, Wen Xian'an couldn't stay, and hurriedly walked towards his yard, the house was brightly lit, and Qingling was cleaning the dust in the house. ”

Wen Xian'an nodded, and said as he walked: "Qingling, come here, move these medicinal materials under the eaves, it may be raining." ”

Qingling hurriedly responded, and moved the medicinal herbs under the eaves with Wen Xian'an.

The fish in the pool also seemed to have senses, the air was so dull, and there was a lack of oxygen in the water, so they jumped out of the water one after another, Wen Xian'an wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, led Qingling into the house, and closed the door by the way.

Seeing that the hour was still early, Wen Xian'an took out the medical book, sat under the candlelight and flipped through it, took out the pu fan lightly, and gently fanned the wind.

I don't know how long it took, but I could only hear a thunderclap, rumbling through the sky, and a bright light flashed in the room, and then went out, followed by a gust of wind, the lights under the eaves were extinguished, and the windows were blown by the wind.

The candle flame on the table kept jumping, becoming weaker and weaker, Qingling took out the lampshade and gently covered the candle flame, the fire instantly became much stronger, Qingling rubbed his eyes, and said, "Miss, you are right, this day has indeed changed." ”

Tick tick, tick and tick, the raindrops fell on the window edge, fell on the tiles, at first it was a light rain, then a downpour, and nothing could be heard outside the window, only the sound of the rain dripping and the whistling wind.

Wen Xian'an, who had no effect on the rain at all, put down the scroll in her hand, stretched her waist, looked at the sleepy light spirit on the side, smiled, and said: "The rainy season is coming, count the days, it should be this season, since you are sleepy, don't hold on, go to bed early." ”

Qingling shook his head and muttered, "Miss, I'm not sleepy." ”

Wen Xian'an sneered, supported her head with one hand, and said slowly: "Look at your eyelids are fighting up and down, and you still say that you are not sleepy, I will take care of you here, and you can go and rest." ”

After Qingling left, the room fell silent again, Wen Xian'an did not feel sleepy, picked up the scroll in his hand, and continued to read, listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window, he instantly felt that his heart was a lot clearer.

The rain continued to fall until the second half of the night, when it gradually became smaller, and a trace of tiredness came to his eyebrows, Wen Xian raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, yawned, folded the scroll, and put it in its original position.

Pick up the candle on the table and walk towards the bed.

Wen Xian'an likes to sleep on rainy days, because the sound of rain is very regular, which can soothe her restless heart.

The next morning, Wen Xian'an got up early in the morning, gently pushed open the door, and the soft sunlight shone on his face, which was extremely comfortable.

After a night of rain, the sky has cleared, the air is fresh, and the stuffiness is swept away, and if you don't look closely, you haven't noticed that there is a small rainbow in the corner of the sky.

The stagnant water in the yard walks along the surrounding drainage holes, and the leaves are washed away by the rain to wash away the dust on the surface, becoming clearer and clearer, and the leaf lines are clearly visible, and the color is deeper.

In the gaps of the leaves, there are still a few freshly bloomed flower bones, waiting to be released.

"Miss, you're up, hurry up and come over for dinner."

Qingling put the meal on the table, looked at Wen Xian'an on the side and called softly.

Wen Xian'an sat down and said to the light spirit on the side: "Light spirit, sit down and eat together." ”