With the bump of the carriage, Feng Yufei finally fell asleep on Agarwood's lap, and actually had a dream.

The dream was pitch black, only one place flashed a little light, Feng Yufei desperately walked towards the light, but helplessly couldn't go to the end, just when she was getting more and more impatient, suddenly saw a bright knife stabbing at her extremely fast, seeing that she couldn't dodge, when she was about to be injured, but I don't know where a person suddenly appeared, in front of her, she watched the knife sink into the chest of the person, she cried desperately, desperately trying to see the person who came, But his face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see it clearly.

"Ah......" Feng Yufei sat up in fright, his smooth forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Is it a nightmare? Agarwood gently rubbed Feng Yufei's forehead and asked worriedly.

"Miss Feng, what's going on?" At the same time, Murong Jingtong, who had been following outside the carriage, also asked aloud.

"Nothing." Feng Yufei patted his chest, desperately recalling the scene in the dream, but the dream became more and more blurred, "How long do you have to go?" ”

"An hour or so." Murong Jingtong replied.

"Let's go ahead then." Feng Yufei took the kettle handed by Agarwood and poured it hard, then smiled at Agarwood: "It's just a dream, don't worry." ”

"Miss, during this time, you have been able to stand it for the sake of your slaves." Agarwood suddenly lowered her head and said emotionally.

"What a stupid girl...... Feng Yufei was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Miss, for the sake of agarwood, it's really not worth it for you to wronged yourself like this." Agarwood shook Feng Yufei's arm very hard, as if she had made up her mind, with a resolute look on her face: "Miss, let's take advantage of this opportunity to escape far away, right?" ”

"Nope." Feng Yufei decisively refused.

"Why? Didn't you always want to leave the palace? Agarwood was surprised.

"If we take advantage of this time to sneak away, won't you be certain to die?" Feng Yufei replied.

"Miss, you, how are you ......" Agarwood covered her mouth with one hand and stammered.

"Of course I do." Feng Yufei shook his head: "Shangguan Honglie has long mentioned that I should use this opportunity to escape." ”

"What did the prince tell you?" Agarwood asked.

"Hmm." Feng Yufei showed a wry smile, sure enough, the master in his previous life was right, once this person has feelings, he will be restrained everywhere.

"Miss," Agarwood tried to persuade Feng Yufei, "Aren't your medical skills superb?" You can definitely detoxify the toxins in the slave's body, and besides, can't your blood also detoxify all kinds of toxins? ”

"But it can't cure the poison." Feng Yu Fei said.

"Miss, slaves are not afraid of death." Agarwood had a death-defying expression on her face.

"But I'm afraid." Feng Yufei straightened Agarwood's body, and his narrow phoenix eyes stared straight at her: "In my world, you are my only relative and my best friend, how can I watch you torture and die?" ”

"But miss, if you waste this opportunity, you don't know how many years and months it will take to leave?" Agarwood lowered her head again: "The slave doesn't want to be the shackle of the young lady." ”

"Don't be stupid." Feng Yufei smiled softly: "A person, if there is no concern or fetters in this world, then what is the meaning of living?" You have to have something you want to protect in order to live a meaningful life. ”

"The slave understands." Agarwood nodded: "The slave will take good care of her life, keep her life and do her best to protect Miss." ”

"Miss Feng, we're here." At this time, Murong Jingtong's voice came from outside the carriage.

Agarwood jumped out of the carriage first, then opened the curtain, and Fu Fengyu flew off the carriage and stood behind him.

"Is it here?" Feng Yufei asked.

"Yes, it's not as luxurious as the Six Kings' Mansion, and it's not strange to ask Miss Feng." Murong Jingtong hugged his fist at Feng Yufei.

"The King of the North is really polite." Feng Yufei looked at it carefully as he spoke: "Although the Six Princes' Mansion is luxurious, it was not built for me, although this mansion is not as luxurious as the Six Princes' Mansion, it is also quite magnificent, and this is for me, in my heart, I am naturally grateful, where to blame." ”

"It's good not to blame, Miss Feng, please." Murong Jingtong appreciated Feng Yufei more and more in his heart, and the woman that the Holy Son had taken a fancy to really had different reactions.

"Thank you." Feng Yufei nodded politely, and then walked into the mansion, turning the huge stone screen in front of the door, which made people's eyes shine.

"This ......" Feng Yufei looked at the pear trees in front of him one by one, leaving only a pebble path in the middle, and the branches of each tree were full of snow-white pear blossoms, the breeze blew, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms lingered on the tip of the nose, which made people feel refreshed. But the question is, isn't it the season for pear blossoms?

"The branches are just silk flowers." As if seeing the question in Feng Yufei's heart, Murong Jingtong stepped forward to explain.

"Silk flowers? So why is there a faint fragrance of pears wafting by? Feng Yufei asked.

"At the center of each silk flower, a sachet with pear fragrance is sewn." Murong Jingtong explained with a smile: "I have long heard that Miss Feng likes pear blossoms, so I have prepared it in this courtyard. ”

"The King of the North really has a heart." Feng Yufei nodded slightly at Murong Jingtong.

"I'm really ashamed that there are other people in this courtyard who take care of it, but not below." Murong Jingtong shook his head: "Let's ask Miss Feng to rest for a while, you can see this person at dinner time, Miss Feng's room is in the third room on the left." ”

"Thank you very much." Feng Yufei said with a smile.

After Murong saw Feng Yufei leave, he slowly paced into a small garden behind the house, and walked towards the leisurely figure in the pavilion.

"It's all done?" The Holy Son asked, still with half-squinted eyes.

"Back to the Holy Son, everything is in order, and Miss Feng has rested in the room." Murong Jingtong replied.

"From now on, you will call me Ye Kun, and you must not make any mistakes." Holy Son, oh no, the Holy Son who took off the mask was the Ye Kun that Feng Yufei had seen.

"Yes, Brother Ye." Murong Jingtong is as good as a streamer.

"Hehe, then you go and prepare." Ye Kun stood up: "I'm going to prepare too." ”

"Yes." Murong Jingtong bowed again and left.

"Feifei, you're finally here." The corners of Ye Kun's mouth were slightly hooked, this Holy Son will definitely take you down, and when the time comes, my Youquan Holy Domain will be able to lift this hundred-year-old taboo and dominate the mountains and rivers.