When Wind Mu entered, it was almost cleaned, and powdered medicine was sprinkled all around it to prevent poisonous insects and the like from harassing it at night. 【Fengyun Reading Network】

Ye Qinglan stood in front of the desk, except for these wooden waste tables and chairs, the temple was empty and empty from the broken curtains.

The temple was probably relocated but somewhere else.

"Master, it's still early, why don't you hurry up?"

Seeing Feng Zhimu come in, a middle-aged man walked towards him, very respectful.

Hearing this, Ye Qinglan also looked at the two.

The question asked by the middle-aged man, she was also puzzled.

At this juncture, shouldn't you hurry up, why is it still so early? I found a place to set up camp.

Feng Zhimu did not rush to answer the middle-aged man's question, he walked around the room, looking out at the sky through the window.

"In the past few days, everyone has definitely not rested well, and the closer to Xuefeng Mountain, the colder it will be at night. Let's have a good rest tonight! He looked indifferent, and beckoned to a few men who were laying straw next to him, "A few of you come here, on the way here, this king saw that there were hares and pheasants nearby, and you can catch as many as you can." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the people who were called by Feng Zhimu obviously shone brightly, just like wolves that had been hungry for many days, and suddenly saw a little lamb standing in front of them.

Ye Qinglan thought about it, in the past ten days, they really rarely touched meat, and almost all the ingredients they bought were dry goods that could be stored for a long time.

Even she was a little tired of eating.

The men saluted the Wind's Mu, and went out in a hurry.

After the men had left, the Wind Mu called the others and asked them to seal the windows around them with something, leaving only one window facing the wall, so that the cold wind would not blow in at night.

The people in the whole house were busy, and Xiling Qian picked up the position where she and Ye Qinglan stayed, and then looked around the room.

After Feng Zhimu finished all the instructions, he looked sideways in the direction of Ye Qinglan.

He smiled at her shallowly, "Miss Ye, this king still has to bother you!" ”

"The prince is polite, if you need my help, just ask!" She pursed her lips.

"While it's not dark yet, Miss Ye can go with this king to pick up some branches and come back, she will definitely need a bonfire to keep warm at night!"

"Good!"

Ye Qinglan nodded, and then walked out behind Feng Zhimu.

She looked at the sky, and after a while, the sun was getting closer and closer to the west.

In half an hour, it will be completely dark.

The Wind's Mu bent down and picked up the dry branches into his arms.

Ye Qinglan followed behind him, looking at his slightly thin back, thinking.

The Mu of the Wind seemed to be completely different from what she had in mind.

When she was in Tian Cangguo, she hadn't seen Feng Zhimu, but she had only heard it from Xiling Qian.

She said that Feng Zhimu has dominated the government for many years, and Feng Yanxiao has not been able to pro-government, and the two often quarrel over state affairs.

Judging from the descriptions in their mouths, the image of Wind Mu in her mind was preconceived, very bad, like a heinous villain.

But now, she realizes that this is not the case with the Grace of the Wind.

On the contrary, he is a very delicate but not bad person

Although they have only been together for more than ten days, she has seen Feng Zhimu's gentleness, thoughtfulness, and meticulous care for Xilingqian.

There is also a concern for her subordinates, since these few years, she has already changed her opinion of the wind in her heart.

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