returned to the eldest princess's mansion, and the heart of the county lord of Xianghe became more and more stable day by day. She even thought of how to make the Yun clan "disappear" from the world.

She knelt on the futon all day long, counting the rosary beads in her hand, but gradually calculated in her heart how to charge the Yun family with a crime of spying on the dead. As long as the crime is confirmed, the Yun family will no longer be Mrs. Zhonglie, and she will completely disappear from the annals of history and from the genealogy of the Feng family. And Yun's son won't have a good future at all. With a little manipulation, he will fall into the dust, and be spurned like her lowly aunt.

The plan of the county lord of Xianghe is gradually improving. She often regrets that such a good strategy for drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle has never been thought of before.

In the past few days, the county lord of Xianghe has been immersed in her plan, and her mood and state are getting better day by day. Wanwan's mood is getting worse and worse day by day. Feng Qingcheng sent Xianghe County Lord to the eldest princess's mansion, and he would go over to visit from time to time.

The friendship between this "mother and son" may seem to outsiders to be more gold than iron, but Wan Wan knows that the so-called mother-son friendship between them is actually not as good as plastic.

Feng Qingcheng must have done this for a reason, but he didn't tell her what the reason was. She waited a few days and realized that he had no intention of telling her at all.

She promised not to move the county lord of Xianghe for the time being, and because she agreed, when he accompanied the county lord of Xianghe to the eldest princess's mansion, she didn't ask him why. But if she doesn't ask, does he really not say?

This feeling of not being trusted made Wan Wan feel very unhappy. Finally, in the middle of the night, she couldn't help it. It didn't matter what time it was, he sat up and stared straight at Feng Qingcheng.

She got up faster, inevitably waking him up. He propped himself up slightly to look at Wanwan, and after confirming that she was not sleepwalking, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wan Wan said: "I'm waiting for you to wake up." I have something to ask you. ”

Feng Qingcheng sat up and said, "Since it's a matter of being anxious and unable to sleep, you can wake me up and ask." If I hadn't woken up, you'd have to sit until dawn. ”

Wan Wan shook her head and said, "I can't bear to wake you up, so I have to wait like this." ”

In the cold night, the wind outside the house howls and rolls through the starry sky.

Because of the bamboo raised in Qiao Zhai, even the outside has been warmed and kept warm. There was no chill in the room. But Feng Qingcheng still held Wan Wan in his arms, pulled the quilt over her body, and asked, "What is it that makes you unable to sleep like this?" ”

Wanwan was silent for a moment and said, "Hengzhi always seems to have something that he can't tell me. Not to mention, is it because in Hengzhi's heart, I am not a person who can be trusted and can bear together? ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled: "Wanwan, how can you think like this." He stroked the top of her hair and said, "There are some things I don't want you to know." ”

Wan Wan lifted her face from his arms. In the dim light, she tried to look at his face and expression, but she could only discern a piece of tenderness.

After a moment, she said, "I'm not a delicate flower. Hengzhi, no matter what I ask me to face, I am willing to face it with you. Two people walk not much faster than one person, but at least they won't be lonely. ”

Feng Qingcheng was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Okay." But occasionally let me carry you on your back for a while. ”

Wan Wan said: "Who knows if you will carry me into the pit." She sighed and added, "Forget it, I won't ask anything." You just carried me into the pit, and I admit it. As long as Hengzhi stays in the pit with me, the pit must be the best place in the world. ”

Feng Qingcheng laughed, and he hugged her gently. The two silently listened to the wind outside the house. Feng Qingcheng opened his mouth and asked, "You always want to talk and stop these days, but just to ask this?" ”

Wan Wan let out a "hmm" and said, "I don't understand why you didn't let me move Xianghe and the county lord." If you don't move, you won't move, and you will get people to go to the eldest princess. As if to prevent me from touching her while you are not looking. ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "You can't let people have an accident in the house." ”

Wan Wan's face was inexplicable, and before she could think about it carefully, she heard Feng Qingcheng chuckle and say, "If there is anything in the future, ask immediately." Looking at people like this in the middle of the night, I thought you were trying to eat me. ”

This sentence is even more inexplicable, he is not Elder Tang, what good can he do if he eats it.

"How do you think I want to eat you?"

Feng Qingcheng said with a smile: "Recently, I heard that Wan Wan is not a person. ”

Wan Wan ......

Why isn't she human? Although her ghost life is several times the length of the sum of her two lives, she now has a physical body. Theoretically, there's nothing wrong with her being personal.

Wanwan was silent for a moment, then nodded very vigorously and said, "I also think I'm a fairy." ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't say anything for a long time. Wan Wan continued to explain, "The Yaksha of the Evil God is also a fairy. Women who do not belong to the world are all called fairies. ”

After a moment of silence, Feng Qingcheng said, "That makes sense. ”

Wan Wan was stunned. He didn't laugh, but said that it was reasonable. Then Wan Wan asked excitedly: "Hengzhi thinks that I am a fairy?" ”

Feng Qingcheng took her back to the pillow, patted her head lightly and said, "Sleep." ”

The cold wind was blowing tightly, and the sound of the wind seemed to be the only protagonist in Bianjing City at this moment.

On this cold night, most people fell asleep soundly, and some people still did not sleep. They either stood firm in iron armor, marched slowly with drums, or worked all night to make ends meet......

The county lord of Xianghe did not fall asleep at this time. She didn't have anything to do, and she didn't have any plans to execute right away. She doesn't sleep just because she can't. She thought that Xu was a little excited because of the perfection of the plan in her heart.

It is not a matter of one or two days that the county lord of Xianghe can't sleep, and after careful calculation, she hasn't slept well for three or five days.

The cold wind is howling outside the window, the indoor light is soft, and a pot of flowers is curling.

This potpourri is very complex and has its own unique way of burning. The fragrance is subtle, gentle and natural, and it will not make people feel rich and greasy, nor will it look too bland. When you close your eyes, you feel like you're in the wilderness of late spring.

The county lord of Xianghe knelt on the futon and slowly counted the beads in his hand. Her eyes hung slightly, and a blue-black halo under her eyes showed a haggard and tired color. She was obviously awake, but everything in front of her was unreal and distorted, like a dream.

She put down the beads and got up to wake up. After a few more looks, everything in the house was back to normal. She was about to call the girl to make the bed, when she suddenly felt a figure standing under the shadow of the lamp by the window.