"Princess, no one bullied the slave and maid, it was the old man who was asleep, and the slave and maid were close to him, and he was just habitually moving. In fact, the slave doesn't hurt at all, it's really, really, it's scary to watch. ”

Remorseful, Cai Sang only then remembered that she didn't cover the scar on her neck, and the young lady was worried about her.

Stunned for a moment, Feng Lingyan raised her eyes and glared at Mu Yunche viciously, obviously blaming him for not reminding her, which made Caisang suffer this unwarranted disaster.

"Mu Yunche, the dead old man still has this special hobby? I should have told you to cover him with a blanket and see what kind of choke-sang neck was made. ”

Extremely distressed, Feng Lingyan muttered dissatisfiedly, while stretching out his hand at Mu Yunche.

"Qin Fei, take the bone-setting ointment to Cai Sang."

Very depressed, Mu Yunche was angry with Feng Lingyan, and dared to glare at him for the sake of a slave.

But the more he thought about it, the more Feng Lingyan slashed him with a knife, until he showed an apologetic smile at her, and she let him go.

In the dark, Qin Fei quickly rushed out, holding a box of plasters in his hand: "Girl Caisang, please come with me, you will be fine by applying the ointment in front of the mirror yourself." ”

He was even more depressed, they were reluctant to use the bone-setting ointment when they were injured, and the prince just gave it to a little maid, and his heart hurt so much.

"Thank you Guard Qin, I'll just come by myself."

Embarrassed by this, Cai Sang hurriedly got the cream from Qin Fei's hand, and his pretty face was hot.

Puzzled, Qin Fei couldn't help but touch his face, did he do something to make the little maid misunderstand.

Otherwise, what would she be blushing for?

(Feng Lingyan: Idiot, the little maid is rippling in spring.) ）

"Ah Yan, this king didn't mean it, he just forgot about his master's special hobbies for a while. In fact, not only the master, but also the king has such a habit. No one but you will be able to get even half a step closer to this king. Those who serve the king know that if they come near him, they will surely die. ”

Pursing his lips, Mu Yunche told such a fact, which made Feng Lingyan stunned.

She felt lucky that she was still alive, not only did she get closer, but she also slept with people as pillows.

"Mamma Mia, Mu Yunche, are you trying to scare me to death? Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

Looking at Mu Yunche with frightened eyes, Feng Lingyan felt creepy.

It turns out that unconsciously, she has been going back and forth many times in the ghost gate.

"I said earlier, do you still dare to share a bed with this king?"

Laughing, Mu Yunche didn't expect that he had always hated women, who knew that he would be addicted to her.

"Well, you're smart."

Arrogant, Feng Ling smoked Nunu's mouth, and his heart was sweet.

Who says this guy can't talk sweetly?

Look at the words that come out of his mouth, every sentence is like smeared honey.

The movements in their hands were very fast, and Feng Lingyan and Mu Yunche cooked together in their spare time, which became another warm way for them to get along.

"Ah Yan, Master can't eat so much, it's better to cook less."

Seeing that Feng Lingyan cut so many side dishes in the blink of an eye, it was obvious that he wanted to catch the rhythm of the old man.

His heart was both joyful and distressed.

"Well, I'd like to do less, too. It's just that you forgot? Tonight, they are here to report on the progress of their work, do you think they will have dinner or not? ”

Hooking her lips and smiling, Feng Lingyan was very satisfied with the speed of Ouyang Hao and Shangguan Liuyun's work, she had to prepare, lest they come and watch them eat their drooling.