"It's you, you're done with the things at hand, and you want to take care of me again when you get home?" Feng Xiaoyue said this, as if she was accusing him of being nosy, but when she listened carefully, it was more like complaining about Murong Lin's farewell.

"If I don't take care of you, I'm afraid you'll stay in this tree until you catch the cold." Murong Lin laughed lightly, not taking her displeasure to heart.

Originally, when he was on the tree, Feng Xiaoyue obviously saw that he was empty-handed, but Murong Lin took out a crescent-white cloak from his back like a trick and gently draped it on Feng Xiaoyue's shoulders.

"If you have a fever and a headache in the next few days after tomorrow, I think there is anyone who can be as caring as me and tolerate all your little squeamishness." Murong Lin said as he reached out to tie the ribbon on the cloak for her.

The clothes on his body generally don't like to be worn by others, especially with Murong Lin in such close contact, Feng Xiaoyue is a little unaccustomed to it.

Feng Xiaoyue's hands and feet were a little unnatural, and she raised her hand several times before snatching the ribbon from Murong Lin's hand.

"I'll do this little thing myself, so I won't trouble you." The dry words invisibly revealed her crampedness at this time.

Murong Lin saw it, but he didn't break it, which can be regarded as preserving her proud personality.

"Do you like to look at the stars? I put my whole heart into this starry sky, and I forgot whether I was afraid of the cold. Murong Lin followed Feng Xiaoyue's distracted appearance, staring at the night sky, but he didn't see any difference from usual.

Thinking about the time when she took Feng Xiaoyue to go boating on the lake before, Murong Lin noticed that she was also as intoxicated as she was today, as if everything in heaven and earth could enter her eyes without anything else.

"I didn't like the night before, because when it was night, I couldn't see anything but the glaring light." Feng Xiaoyue responded in a low voice, but as she spoke, she involuntarily recalled the past events of her previous life.

"But now I fall in love with the tranquility of the night, this starry sky, but the most beautiful scene in my memory, no matter when, I want to record them in my mind, and it can be regarded as the most sincere dream I have ever had in my heart." In the previous life, there were high-rise buildings everywhere, and the traffic was busy, and even on a cloudless day, the sky was still shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult for people to touch its original true beauty.

This kind of scene that makes people involuntarily depressed after watching it for a long time is an experience that Murong Lin has never experienced in his life.

For Murong Lin, this starry sky is very ordinary, and what is unusual is Feng Xiaoyue, who appreciates it.

"Stargazing is not in vain, dare to ask my lady, what do you see from this starry sky?" If you use poetry and literature with him to express romance, it is the aspect that Murong Lin is not good at.

And after following Zhang Fengyu, who is still unmarried, and learning some speaking skills, he knew that it was appropriate to talk to her in a ridiculous tone at this time, and it would not cause disgust from others.

Feng Xiaoyue also knew that it was indeed a bit difficult for her to talk about her feelings with Murong Lin, who was used to seeing the starry sky, so she had to smile lightly and turn her head to look at him, her eyes were brighter than the stars.

"The moon stars are scarce, but the stars are shining tonight, and tomorrow will be a sunny day.

"In this way, don't you see the fate between you and me in your mind?" Murong Lin waited for a while, and she didn't follow up anymore after just waiting for these few words, and she couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"In the streets and alleys, those walking gods, they don't all say that they are gods, and they say that everyone's main star is how it can control a person's fate."

"That's why they're the gods, and they've been displaced all their lives. He has no real skills, he can only talk nonsense with his eyes open, full of nonsense, and there is no credible word. Feng Xiaoyue raised her right hand and gently brushed the tip of her nose, as if she didn't expect that a person like Murong Lin would actually believe in those superstitions.

"There is only one sentence that is a faith that we can serve for the rest of our lives, and that is that my fate is up to me."

"I know this, it's almost become your motto." Murong Lin sat on the branch, wanting to relax his body, but thinking that he might not be so light, and the branch was crumbling, it was really a little scary, so he stiffened his upper body and didn't dare to move.

Feng Xiaoyue rarely saw him look forward and backward like this, and couldn't help but snicker in her heart.

"It's just that sometimes you believe in yourself too much, and you can get yourself into trouble." Murong Lin took a deep breath and barely managed to stabilize his figure.

But after the careless tremor just now, a lot of leaves fell from the branches, and when someone came to clean it tomorrow, it was estimated that it would be a mess underneath.

"Although I prefer to believe in myself, I am not a person who cannot listen to the opinions of others." Feng Xiaoyue raised her chin to look at him, her eyes were a little confused, wondering what he was going to say in a while.

Murong Lin also looked at him very seriously, and in the eyes of the two of them, except for the flickering starlight, there was almost only each other left.

"Would you believe me if I told you that Mr. Rocky, who you always thought was innocent, could be a spy sent to our domain from somewhere else?"

"Why don't you believe it, it's unexpected, it's just reasonable." Feng Xiaoyue's tone was light, and she didn't seem to have any surprised expression, but Murong Lin was a little surprised,

"Haven't you always talked to him?"

"It's just a relationship of interest in the business field, who doesn't play on the spot." Feng Xiaoyue's tone was contemptuous and self-deprecating, but it seemed that Murong Lin was really simple.

"But I wonder what made you come to this conclusion." Knowing that Feng Xiaoyue has a cold temperament, she only cares about the things that are put on her naked face in everything, but Murong Lin can't help but feel a little sad in his heart, and only hopes that he can be different from ordinary people in his eyes.

"Since the last time Lodge returned, the domain has been flooded with a large number of passing merchants, more than three times as many as in previous years. And due to the increase in the number of people, the days of the border of the domain are not very peaceful," what Murong Lin said was the content of the letterheads handed to him by Zhang Fengyu during the day, if it was just an ordinary dispute to find fault, it would be easy to solve, but once it involved interests, it was easy to lose this great help from the people.

"I will go on the expedition in a few days, and it is precisely for this matter that I will go to suppress it, and those who try to take advantage of the fire to rob, launch, riot, and riot are estimated to be able to come back for a while."

"It turns out that you are busy today, and you went out and came back for this purpose, so when will you go on the expedition?" Feng Xiaoyue suddenly realized, and couldn't help but care about Murong Lin's safety.

"It's tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Murong Lin thought that after gathering all the soldiers and horses today, if it went well, he could leave tomorrow.

"What is this thing doing, you ask? Could it be that the clothes you made for me will be able to wear tomorrow? In order not to make the current atmosphere too serious, Murong Lin deliberately made a little joke, only to see Feng Xiaoyue gently glance at him,

"You just dream, these are all hand-sewn, how can they be so fast, I just drew the appearance."

"But it looks like I'll have to wait until you come back before wearing it." If there is a current sewing machine at hand, although Feng Xiaoyue will not do it herself, she may be able to rush out in one night after asking someone to study it.

"Are those people dangerous? How many soldiers and horses did you bring with you to deal with them? Skipping the little episode just now, Feng Xiaoyue's question can be regarded as on point.

"It's just a group of rabble, not even as vicious as the mountain bandits, it's just a piece of cake for me, it's just a lot of people, and it's just a waste of time to manage, you don't have to worry." Murong Lin waved his hand very complacently, completely ignoring those who were in turmoil.

"It is said that people should not be good-looking, and there is an old saying of 'punching the master to death', you are so proud now, if others highlight strange soldiers on the road, then you will suffer a big loss." Feng Xiaoyue sighed, the arrogant soldiers will be defeated, how many heroes and heroes in history have been planted here, she doesn't want Murong Lin to follow in the footsteps of those people.

"Even if the opponent in front of you is inconspicuous, you should also take it very seriously, so that no one can take advantage of it." Feng Xiaoyue said, rolled her eyes and thought about it,

"I don't know, have you ever heard of the art of war, and how do you do it in terms of learning and applying it?"

"It sounds like the lady has a big reason to talk about, and she listens to her husband." In addition to the formations and various martial arts and sword scores, there are only a few points in the art of war used by the two armies in battle, and there is really nothing unusual about it.

But Feng Xiaoyue always said shocking words, and Murong Lin was particularly curious about what she had to say.

It seems that the people of this era should fight the same as the princes in the early Spring and Autumn Period, the two sides are very polite, and they have to greet each other and go through the motions before they reluctantly meet each other.

Although the brutal war has caused many people to be displaced, it is not a good thing to be so elegant now.

Feng Xiaoyue didn't plan to tell Murong Lin a few routines to wipe out the other party, but it still had the effect of saving time.

"'Soldiers, treacherous ways.' You can't be so honest on the battlefield, and you can't meet people face to face, in case the other party is bigger than you, and you face him, won't you hit a stone with an egg? Sometimes it's time to learn to be smarter. Feng Xiaoyue thought that the reason she was looking for next was very coke, and Murong Lin stared at her face, always having a bad premonition.

"I have a plan here, so that when you encounter a strong enemy on the battlefield, you don't need to spend much of your troops to make those people not know your movements, and they will not dare to act rashly. Pastoral princess, lady please go back to the latest chapter 164: Starry Night Long Talk URL: