It was quiet in the house.

On the left is a desk board, and Feng Jiusu sat in front of the board table, flipping through the folds in his hands.

He took off his white coat and wore a silver filigree cloak over his body.

The red candle, the candlelight flickering, illuminated his shadow.

I don't know if it's the candlelight.

There was a lack of the usual alienation and coldness on his body.

It seems that it is a lot closer.

On the right side of this dormitory, there is a screen of 10,000 miles of rivers and mountains.

Behind the screen was the bed collapsed.

Feng Jiusu raised his eyes and looked at Nan Ji who was standing in the distance.

placket

"Come here."

Nan Ji walked over with a step.

Feng Jiusu put down the red pen in his hand.

He propped his forehead with one hand.

After watching her half-ring.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering for a moment.

The voice spoke faintly

"Do you have anything to tell the king?"

Nanjiao

"Nope"

The corners of Feng Jiusu's lips hooked up a faint smile

But there was no smile in his eyes.

thoughtfully

"Do you know how to punish someone who steals food?"

Nan Ji glanced at him and didn't speak.

Feng Jiusu stretched out his hand, tugged at her light cyan cuffs, and pulled the person to him.

He stared at her

"Chop your hands, become a lowly citizen, and be assigned to the army."

Nan Ji didn't even blink an eyelid

"I didn't steal it."

Listening to her righteous words, Tongzi was in a trance for a moment.

The roast chicken just now, was it eaten by the host??

Feng Jiusu smelled the faint smell of roast chicken coming from her body that had not yet faded.

His lips hooked

"It's a lie."

This woman really didn't blush at all when she lied.

Nan Ji looked away.

As if it weren't meant for her.

Feng Jiusu let go of his hand.

Attention shifted again to the folds placed on the board.

He picked up one of them and flipped through it.

The whole dormitory fell silent again.

Nanji's eyes began to look around.

Not curious.

It's just idle and boring.

About a stick of incense later.

Feng Jiusu suddenly opened his mouth while flipping through the folds

"Is the roast chicken good?"

Nan Ji smacked her lips

"Okay."

Feng Jiu Su

"After eating, change clothes to taste, and always do a full set of things, so that others can't pick out the handle.

You tell me? ”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted from the fold to Nanji's face.

Nan Ji raised her eyebrows.

The two looked at each other.

The silence lasted only a few seconds.

He spoke

"Okay."

There is some truth to that.

She responded so suddenly.

Feng Jiusu suddenly smiled.

This bag is really, unexpectedly.

Since then, Feng Jiusu has not said anything.

I've been watching the twists and turns.

Nan Ji stood there for an hour.

was finally let go.

The evening of the second day.

It's the same freshly finished roast chicken.

As a result, I just went back to my room and was getting ready to sleep.

And he was called again.

He stood there for almost an hour and a half before he was released.

On the evening of the third day.

Nan Ji continued to go to roast chicken.

Only this time two were roasted.

Tongzi watched her host's growing appetite.

Cover your face.

It's so edible.

Doesn't the host feel panicked?

When you are about to finish eating.

Nan Ji pulled out an oiled paper bag.

Wrap the remaining chicken thigh.

I went back with it.

The little eunuch Aze appeared dutifully.

It's different from the previous two fires.

Aze spoke

"Bao Jiao, the prince is looking for you."

There were too many times, and even the little eunuch was calm.

Nan Ji walked into the dormitory.

Not surprisingly, Feng Jiusu looked at the fold in front of the desk.

(End of chapter)