Chapter 13: Tension

Inside the house, there was tension.

Zhuo Yilan was taking out the wood carving of the war horse and asked Yu Feiyin.

Yu Feiyin showed a gentle thorn, "The general gave me a wood carving, and you questioned it?" The general once gave me a piano for his frugality, do you doubt it? I deliberately asked someone to make it to make people suspect that it was not genuine. I'll put things in the store and buy them back when I have the money someday, can't I? ”

Yu Feiyin said as he gently stroked the piano on the bedside with his hand wrapped in a white cloth.

Seeing that Zhuo Yilan was silent, he asked a little arrogantly, "Are you jealous?" I must be jealous again. ”

"You-"

Zhuo Yilan wore a hood.

Through a veil, it is not easy to see his expression clearly.

Yu Feiyin has the ambition of a villain, and wants to be angry with him.

I saw Zhuo Yilan's green robe raised, lowered his head and approached, looked at Yu Feiyin, and said quietly: "She's gone, what else can I eat?" Who else can you be jealous of? Imperial Prince...... You say, don't you? ”

Yu Feiyin forced his composure, but the hand that stroked the body trembled slightly.

This trace did not escape Zhuo Yilan's eyes.

Zhuo Yilan's eyes sank slightly.

Chu Lange didn't want to participate in the muddy water in front of him, and quietly withdrew from the door.

When Mama Lin saw her coming out again, she whispered with concern, "Girl, are you hungry?" The pot will leave you steamed buns and porridge. ”

"I'm a little hungry."

"Okay, the old slave will bring you something to eat."

"Hmm." Chu Lange nodded.

Mama Lin went to the small stove to make a fire and gave Chu Lange hot food.

Chu Lange leaned outside the door.

It's not that she wants to eavesdrop, it's that the place is too small, and the mud wall is a little badly damaged, and it can't block the sound in the house.

In the middle of the night, Mama Lin was hot and ate.

Chu Lange didn't want to enter the house, so he squatted under the eaves and ate.

As soon as she took two bites of steamed buns, she thought about it and asked, "Mama, has the royal son eaten it?" ”

"I only moved twice, worried about the girl." Mama Lin sighed.

Chu Lange didn't ask again, a steamed bun was almost finished, and seeing that Mama Lin was still busy with needlework, she said in a low voice: "Mama is ready, we will go out of the city early tomorrow morning." ”

"Where does the girl want to go?"

"It's good anywhere, as long as you leave the capital."

"Is the girl afraid that the people in the house will find her?" Mama Lin was nervous all of a sudden, "Did the girl go out and meet them?" Are there any injuries? ”

The people in the house?

What house? Who?

Chu Lan Ge was puzzled, but he didn't want to ask in detail, and said vaguely: "I didn't encounter danger." Don't worry, Mama. She didn't ask again, if she continued to ask, she might be exposed on the spot for the secret of resurrecting her soul.

An old man's heart, Chu Lange didn't want to be hurt.

Chu Lange knew that what the old woman had been looking forward to now was nothing more than the only bloodline of her young lady to live safely. Since she occupies the girl's body, it is also appropriate to give Mama Lin a carefree old age.

Inside the house, it was quiet all at once.

After a while, Zhuo Demon walked out with his clothes brushed away.

He left without a word. Lonely back, step by step, not in a hurry. It was getting dark, and I should have been in a hurry to get home. But he gives people the illusion that every step seems to have no purpose and no end.

As if the man didn't care where he went.

Perhaps, for that person, it doesn't matter where he will go at this time.

Obviously, he argued with Yu Feiyin to the end, and Zhuo Yilan believed Yu Feiyin's words.