"That night, you barbecued meat in the courtyard, drank some wine, probably drank a little too much, and kept calling yourself Zhao Yunxi, and I have been suspecting you since that day, but there has been no evidence. Until today, I heard the Taoist priest say that the soul exorcism order is invalid for ordinary people, but you have been hit, and I am even more sure that you are Zhao Yunxi. Feng Lingxi didn't hide it, and answered Luo Jiachen's question seriously.

This thing of borrowing corpses to resurrect souls is too weird, Rao is ordinary people can't accept it, he can understand the reason why Luo Jiachen doesn't dare to tell the truth, like Mrs. Yongchanghou is just an ordinary exorcism, if she is burned as a monster, it will be troublesome.

After listening to this, Luo Jiachen couldn't wait to slap himself, how could he drink too much and couldn't control his mouth, and he dared to say anything. Now, how is she going to explain her identity? Let's say that she is Zhao Yunxi, she is not Zhao Yunxi in this era, say that she is not Zhao Yunxi, so how to explain the fact that she claims that Zhao Yunxi is still exorcized?

And if she honestly explained her true identity, would this Feng Lingxi remove her as an outlier?

Thinking of this, Luo Jiachen shuddered suddenly.

Seeing this, Feng Lingxi thought that she was feeling cold again, so she quickly tucked the quilt for her and said, "You lie down honestly, you don't eat or drink for a day and a night, and you still have the mind to sit and reason with me, and it's not too late to talk about it when your strength recovers." ”

"I'm fine." I just don't know how to explain it to you.

Looking at Luo Jiachen's frowning face, Feng Lingxi reached out and touched her eyebrows, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't think about it, now you can raise it with peace of mind, I will clean her up on Mrs. Yongchanghou's side, as for Cuiyan and Linglong, I also sent someone to explain it secretly." ”

Luo Jiachen raised his eyes and glanced at him, and nodded in a complicated mood.

This Feng Lingxi looks like a child, but her mind is delicate, except for her unspeakable identity, everything else is considered very carefully.

After a stick of incense, the waiter brought in a delicate food box, opened the food box, and the fragrance of rice mixed with the taste of lean meat made Luo Jiachen's stomach grunt unconsciously.

Luo Jiachen was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a place to hide it.

Feng Lingxi took the bowl and spoon handed by the waiter, Luo Jiachen hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "I'll just come by myself." ”

Feng Lingxi turned her body slightly lightly, and said dotingly: "You, there is no need to be so polite to me. ”

Luo Jiachen still tried hard to grab it twice, but he didn't eat for a day and a night, and he really didn't have the strength to toss. Feng Lingxi probably saw this too, and let her make trouble, not annoying or giving her the bowl.

Luo Jiachen was really powerless to go back and forth, so he could only stare at him in the end and sit honestly in resignation.

Feng Lingxi smiled at the corner of her mouth, scooped up a small half spoonful of lean porridge, put it to her mouth and blew it gently, and then fed it to Luo Jiachen's mouth.

Luo Jiachen felt a little repulsed in his heart, and after brewing for a few seconds, he finally opened his mouth.

Although drinking porridge is unwilling, I have to say that this lean porridge tastes really good, the lean meat is chopped into a puree mixed in the rice porridge, and the cooking time is just right.

"This porridge is too fragrant." Luo Jiachen couldn't help but admire.

Especially for someone like her who has been hungry for a day, it's a treat.