"What's the feeling?" Leng Qingfeng asked with concern, and deliberately touched the temperature of Leng Huaping's forehead.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little hungry." Leng Huaping's concern for Leng Qingfeng is happy.

"The porridge is coming." As soon as Leng Huaping's words were finished, he heard Yin Xue come over with a bowl of steaming porridge.

As soon as the plate was put down, the silver candle came over with Jin Wuzai, and diagnosed the pulse of the cold painting screen.

"Why is the doctor covering his face?" Obviously, the cold painting screen is the first time to see Imano covering his face in this black cloth.

"It's not scary to be disfigured when you taste herbs." Jin Wuzai seemed to be talking about someone else, and he narrated in a flat tone.

Leng Huaping thought about the first two times he saw Jin Wu, and knew that his words were all words that he didn't want to show his true face.

But now he has no intention of concealing it, and Leng Huaping has no reason to expose him, "How am I?" ”

"Miss is fine, but she doesn't have the strength to eat." Jin Wuzai pointed to the hot porridge next to him: "The porridge is still drunk while it is hot, and the young lady can go back after drinking." ”

Imakno left the room after finishing speaking.

"Yes, let's go back after drinking! After all, you're still a girl who hasn't left the cabinet! Leng Qingfeng heard the reminder that there is no one in Central China today.

Leng Huaping nodded obediently, and while drinking porridge, his eyes couldn't help but look around.

"Why, it's looking at your savior, or your sweetheart!" Leng Qingfeng couldn't help but tease when he looked at the cold painting screen.

"Ahem, ahem."

This question directly choked the cold painting screen.

"Drink slowly, no one will rob you." Leng Qingfeng gave her a good breath and said coaxingly.

"It's not all my brother's fault!" The tone of the cold painting screen is strange.

"Okay, well, it's all my brother's fault. It's all because I didn't protect you well that I let you suffer this sin! ”

Leng Qingfeng said with some self-reproach. Leng Huaping hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, took Leng Qingfeng's hand and said, "No, don't blame my brother!" It's because I'm too playful that I'll be kidnapped. ”

After pulling a wisp of green silk from Leng Huaping's ear to his hair, Leng Qingfeng said with a somewhat sad smile: "As long as you're okay, it's fine." ”

"Then brother, let's go back!" Leng Huaping said.

——

In the Prime Minister's House, the return of the cold painting screen made some people particularly unhappy, but no one came to see the cold painting screen in the dead of night, and naturally the cold painting screen didn't care so much.

Qiuguang seemed to be already waiting for the cold painting screen in the room.

"You can do today's business." Leng Huaping asked in a cold voice, she was kidnapped, and she must not be tied up in vain.

"The subordinates have successfully found the accounts of the Yu family in the past few years." Qiuguang glanced at the cold painting screen, and stopped talking.

"Say whatever you want!" Leng Huaping said while drinking hot tea.

"Miss was kidnapped today, although she was rescued by Commander Xiao, but the one from the hot spring village in the suburbs of Beijing also came, and he had a good conversation with a ghost gentleman, as if he had expected it." Qiuguang told Leng Leng about the conversation between Uncle Scar and Mr. Ghost tonight.

But I saw Leng Huaping shouting in a daze: "Mr. Ghost~"

"The accounts of the Yu family have also been placed in the ancestral hall of the Hua family." Qiuguang said.

"Okay, you've done a good job." Leng Huaping said appreciatively, "Next, there is nothing to do." You can get some rest. There's a lot more to do in the future. ”