After coaxing Lan Qi to sleep, Feng Xiying worriedly thought about what to do in the future, and stretched out a cold hand.

Feng Xiying jumped away suddenly, and looked up to see King Yong leaning sideways, holding a package in his hand.

"What is this doing, Lord Wang?" Feng Xiying was a little unhappy that she was scared twice in a row.

"Take it." King Yong stretched the package in his hand forward.

"What's that?" Feng Xiying took it and asked while unwrapping it.

When I opened it, I saw that it was my own clothes. Feng Xiying happily pulled out a pair of socks, then unwrapped the curled thread, carefully tore open a gap, and pulled out a silver ticket from it.

"Lord Wang, where did you find it? It's amazing! Feng Xiying held the silver ticket, her face full of excitement.

King Yong looked at her with some pride, but he still didn't want to let go: "Go and change your clothes first, and see what kind of system you have become now?" ”

Feng Xiying looked down at herself, wearing the coat of King Yong, and wearing a crop top underneath, he smiled and turned around to change his clothes.

When she came out again, Feng Xiying was already dressed as a scholar, Feng Xiying carried the package on her back and walked towards King Yong with a smile.

"Lord Wang, this is a thank you gift." Feng Xiying said and handed out a silver ticket.

"What do you mean?" King Yong glanced at her, confused.

"I know that King Yong doesn't care about this money, but I don't have much money now, which is also a little bit of my heart." Feng Xiying said very sincerely.

King Yong looked at the denomination of the silver ticket with disdain on his face, if he didn't know that Feng Xiying took out a silver ticket of five hundred taels from his socks, King Yong would really feel that these fifty taels were Feng Xiying's entire net worth.

But obviously she has money, but she takes the fifty taels of silver tickets to thank herself, doesn't she show off her face?

King Yong didn't take her silver ticket, and reached out to pull Feng Xiying's headscarf.

Feng Xiying hurriedly pressed the headscarf on her head, "Lord Wang, what are you doing?" ”

"The king's thanksgiving will be taken by the king himself." King Yong pressed down Feng Xiying's hand with one hand, and directly ripped off her headscarf with the other hand, and the hair she had just pulled was scattered all at once, and Feng Xiying's face was a little bad.

King Yong looked at Feng Xiying, whose hair was scattered, and his heart fluttered, but his face still did not change and he continued to touch his bandana.

Feng Xiying hurriedly got started and was about to grab it, the silver ticket in this headscarf was five hundred taels, and it really cost her life to be taken.

King Yong raised his hand high, Feng Xiying jumped twice and found that he couldn't reach it at all, so he hung directly on King Yong's body and prepared to climb up.

King Yong was stunned in place, looking at Feng Xiying with a stiff face, the emotions in his eyes quietly changed, but Feng Xiying only had the headscarf on his hand in his eyes, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to King Yong's psychological activities at all.

"Lord, what you ordered..." Pick up suddenly came in through the door and saw the scene in front of him frozen in place.

King Yong turned his head to look at him, and there was a monstrous anger in his eyes.

Feng Xiying looked at the reaction she had found, turned her head, King Yong's face was close in front of her, Feng Xiying's face turned red instantly, pushed King Yong away, and took a few steps back.

"The subordinates remember that there is something to do, so they will retire first." He felt that when he returned to Tiansheng, King Yong might pick his own skin.

"Pick it up, you have something to say to your prince, it's inconvenient for me to be here, I'll go first." Feng Xiying lowered her head and quickly passed by King Yong and walked towards the door.

As soon as he turned around and heard this, he stood still.

Feng Xiying suddenly turned her head back, and immediately had a smile on her face, but Feng Xiying walked up to King Yong and pulled the headscarf from his hand, and ran towards the door.

King Yong remained motionless and looked at the door.

"Lord Wang, my subordinates are a little dizzy, go to the doctor first." I just want to get out as soon as I can.

"Come here." Yongwang's voice didn't sound like he was angry.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and walked to King Yong's side, and was about to speak, when King Yong kicked him out of the house with a flying leg.

"Next time you don't have the eyesight to see it, this king can kick you back to your hometown." After speaking, King Yong left with his hands behind his back.

Lying on the ground and touching his sore buttocks, he felt like a little cabbage that no one loved.

After Feng Xiying ran out, she tied her hair at the door at will, and then took out the fifty taels of silver tickets from her arms, and smiled on her face, saving another sum of money.

King Yong looked at the whitening Dongfang, thinking about Feng Xiying's actions just now, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

The next day, Lan Qi really had a high fever, and Feng Xiying had been taking care of him in front of his bed, using a towel to help him apply his forehead, and cooking porridge for him.

King Yong looked at it and felt more and more that this Lan Qi was disgusted with death, he had never drunk the porridge cooked by Feng Xiying himself, how could this guy enjoy this kind of treatment.

And this Feng Xiying doesn't know the difference between men and women? What does this Lan Qi have to do with her? She has been taking care of her in someone's room.

Feng Xiying had just come back from a basin of water and found that she was sitting next to Lan Qi's bed.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Xiying put down the water and prepared to get the towel on Lan Qi's forehead.

He took the lead in taking off the towel and putting it in the water, then wrung it out and put it back on Lan Qi's forehead, "Miss Feng, I feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy with this little brother, I feel uncomfortable to see him have a high fever like this, so you let me take care of him." ”

Feng Xiying rolled her eyes, this kind of bloody words can be said, don't think about it, it must have been forced by King Yong.

"If you want to take care of it, take good care of it, it just so happens that I didn't sleep yesterday, go and rest first, but if Lan Qi has a case, I won't be done with you." Feng Xiying is indeed tired, and if she can help her, she can sleep first, and then rotate with Shide tonight, so that no one will take care of Lan Qi.

I thought that Feng Xiying would definitely refuse directly, and I would be able to have a legitimate reason to tell the prince that Feng Xiying would not let me take care of it, but how did I know that Feng Xiying was so unkind, so I could only bite the bullet and say: "I must take care of it." ”

Feng Xiying explained some more details before yawning and leaving the hospital.

casually found a fairly clean inn nearby, Feng Xiying didn't change her clothes, and fell asleep on the bed.

A slight snoring sounded, and the window of the inn was pushed open again, who else but King Yong?

I have to say that after getting to know Feng Xiying, King Yong's window-climbing skills have become more and more proficient.

King Yong stood in front of Feng Xiying and looked at her, but during this time, Feng Xiying's face was thinner, and her facial features were more open than before.

King Yong sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to gently caress her face.

Feng Xiying's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't wake up.

King Yong looked at her sleeping face, and didn't understand why he was so relieved of Feng Xiying, obviously she was not a sinking fish and a goose, and this little bean sprouts was not competitive, but people couldn't help but want to get along with her for a longer time, more.

If you can't see your mind clearly in the past, when you know that Feng Xiying left, King Yong already knows that as long as you are attentive enough, Feng Xiying will definitely be moved by herself one day.

King Yong has already made up his mind to pursue Feng Xiying and make her marry him willingly.