In the middle of the night, the bright moonlight spilled evenly through the windows of the prison and shone on Feng Qingchen's sleeping face.

Feng Qingchen felt itchy on his face, so he reached out and scratched it, but he didn't want to touch a furry thing, and suddenly sobered up.

When I opened my eyes, I found a figure lying beside me.

"Who are you?"

Instead of leaving, the man stretched out his hand and pressed her body tightly, and a magnetic voice sounded in Feng Qingchen's ears: "Don't move, it's me." ”

Feng Qingchen stiffened after hearing this familiar voice, his eyes gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, and by the moonlight, he saw Feng Moli's demonic appearance clearly.

At this time, he was lying on his side, holding a dog's tail grass in his hand in front of him, no wonder he felt itchy.

"Uncle Huang...."

Feng Qingchen called him cautiously, not understanding why he was here in the middle of the night.

Feng Moli hooked the corners of her mouth, and her slender hands picked up the dog's tail grass and poked it on her forehead, saying, "It's still stupid." ”

Feng Qingchen was already a little breathless because he was inexplicably locked in, and when he said this, he felt even more aggrieved in his heart, so he stubbornly turned over under his gaze and turned his back to him

Feng Mo smiled evilly and said, "Who made Gu's nephew angry?" ”

Feng Qingchen only felt aggrieved after hearing this, isn't it you, who indiscriminately put me in prison, and at this time, he still pretended to be a good person.

Of course, Feng Qingchen didn't dare to say these words to him, so he puffed up and faced the wall.

Feng Moli looked at her aggrieved and didn't dare to resist, she was in a good mood, and wanted to tease her again, so she deliberately said: "Since my nephew is sleepy, then I'll go to bed with her." ”

After hearing this, Feng Qingchen suddenly got up from the bed, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, shrunk in the corner and said with a smile: "How come, Uncle Huang, in fact, I have been listening to you carefully just now, and I didn't react for a while." ”

Feng Moli chuckled, stretched out his hand to scoop Feng Qingchen over, and asked, "Really?" ”

Feng Qingchen was pulled into his arms, looking at his face close at hand, the originally cold phoenix eyes were looking at him with a smile on his face at this time.

"When... Of course it's true. ”

After Feng Qingchen finished speaking, he hurriedly avoided Feng Moli's gaze, he was really sick, every time he saw Uncle Huang's eyes, he would blush, and he must let Dr. An take a look at him another day.

Feng Moli leaned over to Feng Qingchen's ear and said softly, "Then the little nephew wants to know who the real murderer of Bai An is today." ”

Feng Qingchen's ears were tickled by him, and he blushed and said, "Do you believe that I didn't kill anyone?" ”

Feng Moli said with a smile: "I don't believe it." ”

Seeing her disappointed expression, Feng Moli gently tapped her head, no longer teasing her, and said, "How can a lonely little nephew kill someone." ”

Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up and asked, "Who is the real murderer?" ”

"The guard beside Bai An is the one who wronged you today." Feng Moli said softly.

Feng Qingchen pursed his mouth: "Since Uncle Huang already knows who the real murderer is, why do you still lock me up." ”

Feng Moli chuckled, looked at her with an aggrieved expression and said deliberately: "Let you experience a rich life." ”

Feng Qingchen twitched the corners of his mouth, in the past two years, Uncle Huang has really changed a lot, and he doesn't have the same appearance when he first saw him.

"Uncle Huang, why did that guard kill his family?"

I pondered and meditated for a long time, but I didn't know what this guard's intention was, and killing his master was just to blame himself, which was a bit more than worth the loss.

Feng Moli knew the reason why she would ask about this, so he gently touched her head and said, "It's not that you are too stupid to carry other people's black cauldron at every turn." ”

Feng Qingchen looked at him speechlessly, today was the second time he said that he was stupid.

Feng Moli continued: "The guard accidentally poured a sobering soup with sea cucumber for Bai An, who expected him to drink too much, and he died violently after a while. ”

Feng Qingchen asked in surprise: "His allergies are so serious, don't ordinary people only have red rashes, why did he lose his life." ”

Feng Moli looked at her with a puzzled expression, and said softly: "He drank too much wine today, so it caused an overreaction." ”

Feng Qingchen nodded in sudden realization, and asked again: "Then why did he blame me?" ”

Feng Moli glanced at her angrily and said, "He said that about you, and you still sent rice soup with a good heart, didn't this give those people a chance." ”

Feng Qingchen said dejectedly: "I was afraid that it would disturb the friendship between the two countries, so I sent soup to show goodwill, but I didn't expect this to happen." ”

Feng Moli looked at her self-blame, and said softly: "That's it, it's over, thinking too much will hurt your mind." ”

Feng Qingchen nodded obediently and asked, "What are you going to do with that guard?"

Thinking that the guard also did a bad thing with good intentions, he accidentally harmed his own adult, although he framed himself, but there are extenuating circumstances, and he can help him intercede.

Feng Moli's eyes darkened and said, "What are you asking for?" ”

Feng Qingchen looked at his suddenly changed face, and there was a trace of discomfort in his heart: "Uncle Huang, you won't ....."

"Sentenced to death, the body has been chopped up and fed to the dogs." Feng Mo said lightly.

Feng Qingchen paused, and quietly looked at the man in front of him, from head to toe as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, cold and piercing.

"Uncle Huang, why are you so cruel, he just didn't mean to!!"

Feng Moli's eyes were cold, and she interrupted her and said in a deep voice: "I've always been like this, it's just that you don't know me." ”

Feng Qingchen closed his eyes, yes, he is a murderous and unblinking Yama, the king of this country, what qualifications do he have to comment on what he does.

Feng Mo became bored, everything she did was for her, why did she come over to accuse herself.

After the atmosphere froze for a while, Feng Moli smiled bitterly and said, "Why don't you understand, I did all this for you." ”

Feng Qingchen saw that he took the initiative to speak, so he no longer had to move forward, raised his head and said to him: "Uncle Huang, Qingchen is wrong, he shouldn't be so loud to you...."

Feng Moli rubbed her head and reached out to hug her body.

Feng Qingchen just wanted to struggle, but his magnetic voice sounded in his ears again: "It's late at night, sleep." ”

Feng Qingchen was a little unnatural by him, although he was reluctant in his heart, but after struggling to no avail, he had no choice but to close his eyes.

After hearing her even breathing, Feng Moli hooked the corners of his mouth, covered the two of them with a quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.