She glanced at the big pit in the yard, closed the door and walked towards the bed, picked up the quilt on the bed and walked in the direction of Feng Yumo.

Just when she was just covering Feng Yumo with the quilt, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, which frightened her and took a step back, but she was quickly pulled back, so that her center of gravity was unstable and she sat firmly on Feng Yumo's lap.

Seeing Feng Yumo looking at himself with sleepy eyes, Situ Youning's heart suddenly raced, and his cheeks turned red.

"Can it be understood that you are making amends to this king?" Feng Yumo tightly clamped Situ Youning with his right hand, and picked up the quilt that fell to the ground with his left hand.

"Reparations?" Situ Youning's originally different face turned back in surprise, and Feng Yumo's cheeks appeared in front of her eyes again, just a slightly childish look you had just now, this time Feng Yumo "revealed" his skillful sarcastic smile, and after looking at Feng Yumo for a few seconds, she turned her face away again.

Feng Yumo smiled and lifted the quilt vigorously, covering Situ Youning's head, grabbing her chin with his left hand, turning her face to himself.

"What are you doing?" Situ Youning tried to break free, but in exchange for a stronger restraint on his waist.

"Look at the king's face." Feng Yumo's smile was gone, and there was a slight command in his tone.

Under the compulsion of force and momentum, Situ Youning had to muster up the courage to look at the demon in front of her, but soon her awkwardness disappeared, replaced by a surprised look.

"What's wrong with your face?" Situ Youning tilted her head sideways and looked carefully at Feng Yumo's cheeks, three red marks came into her eyes, and following the three red marks, her eyes moved to Feng Yumo's neck, because from the three red marks to the neck, all of them were covered with long and short red marks, Situ Youning looked at the other cheek curiously, and found the same mark.

"Have you seen enough?"

"It looks like it hurts." Situ Youning couldn't help but raise his hand as he spoke, touching Feng Yumo's cheek with his fingers.

For Situ Youning's move, Feng Yumo's heart trembled slightly, "How are you going to compensate this king?" As he spoke, he lifted Situ Youning's chin.

Hearing the word 'compensation', Situ Youning gasped in fright, could it be that this was his unconscious move last night?

Before Situ Youning had time to go to the meeting last night, the corners of Feng Yumo's mouth once again "revealed" a smile, and then there was a burst of warmth from his lips, Situ Youning resisted as much as he could, but instead of letting go of her, Feng Yumo only locked the back of her head.

Feng Yumo sucked the sweetness between her lips domineeringly as if she was greedy, but Situ Youning's hands kept beating Feng Yumo's back, although Feng Yumo had done the same thing to herself before, but it was completely different from this time, she could feel a terrible breath from Feng Yumo's breathing, and felt that her breathing was going to become difficult, her eyes were already overflowing with fear and anxious tears, I don't know how long it took, Feng Yumo let go of her in a burst of blood, Situ Youning's tears also slipped down his eyes at the same time.

Looking at Situ Youning's tearful eyes, Feng Yumo suddenly realized his abnormality, what drove him to kiss Situ Youning just now? He couldn't find an answer.

"Smack!"

Feng Yumo was not angry at Situ Youning's slap, but just looked at Situ Youning silently.

"You bastard!" Situ Youning ran out crying.

Feng Yumo just sat on the stool without saying a word, with a trace of guilt and doubt in his eyes.

"Ouch!"

Hearing Situ Youning's shout, Feng Yumo hurriedly stood up from the stool, kicked away another stool next to him, and quickly ran to the door, only to see Situ Youning lying on his back on the ground, the drizzle fell on her hair and left small droplets, if he had seen Situ Youning like this before, Feng Yumo would definitely say a lot of sarcastic and sarcastic words, but this time he had nothing but distress in his heart, but he wanted to help Situ Youning up, but he couldn't take a step.

When Situ Youning, who tripped over the door frame, got up crying, saw Feng Yumo standing at the door, and instantly blushed, in order to hide her embarrassment, she tore off the two strings of pearls hanging at the door in a panic, smashed them on Feng Yumo's chest, and then ran away crying again.

Seeing Situ Youning's figure disappear at the door of the courtyard, Feng Yumo covered his head in pain.

Looking down from the second floor of the street, the colorful oil paper umbrellas on the street, dyeing the streets of the entire Chang'an City into colorful "colors", from time to time there are fallen leaves accompanied by drizzle and breeze flying over the street, this year's summer is surprisingly short, the footsteps of early autumn seem to be slowly approaching, pedestrians are hurrying on the street to start the next day, just after the middle of the day, the street has been lively, in the street decorated with this cup of umbrellas, suddenly appeared a woman in a thin pale pink "color" clothes, From time to time, she wiped tears from the corners of her eyes, and her little head quickly shuttled through the crowd, and no one noticed her presence.

"Abominable Feng Yumo!" It's been a while since he ran out of the palace, but his complaints about Feng Yumo have never stopped.

Passing through the lively street, Situ Youning came to the place where she used to come often, this is a clean place, because it is located behind the street, so few people usually come here, in addition to the houses not far behind him and the city wall in front, there is only a small river that is not deep or shallow, but Situ Youning likes it very much.

The banks of the river are covered with unknown small flowers, I don't know why, they bloom alternately throughout the year, the sound of water coming from the turbulent place of the river 'whoosh', sitting on the stones on the bank, listening to this sound with your eyes closed, makes Situ Youning very comfortable, sometimes the sound of the wind will add icing on the cake to this sound, sitting here and contemplating, is Situ Youning's favorite thing to do in the past, the stones by the river have been covered with moss, but in Situ Youning's impression, it seems that he has never seen these 'outsiders'.

Sitting here, Situ Youning's emotions slowly calmed down, and the sound of sobbing became smaller and smaller.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes, Situ Youning, who is usually spicy, even has a crying nose?"

A familiar voice came from not far away, Situ Youning didn't need to look to know who it was, but he didn't expect this kid to come to such a place so early, and soon Situ Youning found Wang Wenxuan's figure on the opposite bank of the river, she glared at him and ignored him.

Wang Wenxuan walked over from the wooden bridge a little embarrassed, sat next to Situ Youning, tilted his head to look at Situ Youning, who was hazy with tears in his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Bullied by King Ji?" ”

As soon as Situ Youning heard this, he immediately remembered a scene that happened not long ago, and cried with his mouth choked.

"Hehe..." Wang Wenxuan opened the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile, "King Ji really did a good thing, if you had married me at the beginning, now you are not just sitting here crying, your face will definitely be bruised, so swollen that even your mother doesn't know you." ”

"Woo..." Situ Youning cried even more, and looked at Wang Wenxuan pitifully with hatred with a pair of teary eyes.