"Girl, you said you wanted to pay back, why did you want to deny it?" He looked at her with a smirk and pointed across his chin to him, "Sit down and finish eating with me." ”

"You!" She was speechless, and was forced to sit across from him, with a very ugly face.

After the wonton came up, he actually ate it, and his slow and methodical movements were like tasting some delicacies from the sea.

She turned her face to the side, not wanting to see the person for a moment.

He was not annoyed either, and continued to elegantly scoop the wontons in the bowl, "You can call me Yan Jiu, but this is not my real name, just my milk name." ”

Feng Lingye is a strong and cold person in his bones, and for people who don't know each other, there is no need to hide his true temperament, and he doesn't want to speak, so he doesn't reply.

Duan Yixuan was also a person with few words, and if she didn't reply, he couldn't find a topic for a while, so he silently added, "My real name can't tell you yet." ”

She frowned and glanced at the still half bowl of wontons, and her impatience was overflowing, "How long are you going to eat?" ”

"The doctor said that chewing and swallowing slowly is good for the body." He explained with a smile.

She stretched out her hand to explore the wonton bowl and said coldly: "The doctor also said that eating cold food is not good for your health, so Yan Gongzi should change the bowl." ”

"You're caring about me?" He raised his eyes, and his narrow phoenix eyes were as warm as the moon. Turning around, he said to the wonton boss, "Boss, another bowl." ”

When he turned around, he saw that the opposite position was empty, and when he looked closely, Feng Lingye had already walked a long way.

He got up and lazily called out, "Girl, you haven't told me your name yet!" ”

But he saw the people in the distance go farther and farther away, until they disappeared into the night, and they did not look back.

"What a noble and heartless person." The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his smile was elegant and indifferent.

In the night.

Feng Lingye returned to the courtyard and was about to push open the door, when he heard a sudden sound from the house.

"Where have you been?"

Her heart suddenly tightened, how could Duan Junmo come to her yard, shouldn't he be accompanying Zhuang Nanyan?

Seeing that she hadn't opened the door for a long time, Duan Junmo opened the door with one hand, grabbed her neck, and slammed it against the wall, with a gloomy and terrifying momentum, "This king asked you, where did you go?" ”

She bit her lower lip and hurriedly explained, "I'm out eating." ”

Seeing the suspicion in his eyes, she added: "The cheap maid has no money, so she exchanged the peach hairpin for a bowl of wontons, if the prince doesn't believe it, he can send someone to the wonton shop under the locust tree at the entrance of the city to ask." ”

He glanced at the green silk she had tied in cloth and believed what she said.

"This king has commanded that you are forbidden to eat tonight." His voice was deep and cold, pinching her like pinching an ant.

She frowned tightly, "The prince only said that no one is allowed to give food to the cheap maid, but he did not say that the cheap maid is not allowed to eat." ”

"Do you still need this Wang Ming to say?" He approached her and looked at her coldly.

She dodged his strong gaze, "The knows it's wrong. ”

"In the future, don't call yourself a cheap maid again." He let go of her and said coldly.

She leaned against the wall, her eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, looking at the unpredictable man, suddenly a little confused, what did he mean?

Looking at the woman in front of him, Duan Junmo felt a little depressed in his heart, and waved his sleeves and left.

He was really convulsed, and he was still worried that this cunning woman would be hungry, but he didn't think that people had already eaten, and he was also fascinated by his secret guard, and his means were getting more and more powerful!

Feng Lingye looked at Duan Junmo, who came inexplicably and left in a bad mood, and suddenly couldn't figure out what he was doing tonight.

Late at night.

Aunt Hua quietly sneaked into Feng Lingye's bedroom.

Feng Lingye heard the movement and was about to get up.

"Don't move, princess, just listen to Hua Che's report." Aunt Hua stopped her, and then said slowly, "The princess really expected things like a god, and there was not a drop of poison in the cup of wine that was supposed to have immortal powder. Miss Zhuang's fall into the water was not accidental, but conspired with the side concubine. The princess was wronged. ”

"It's hard work, you go down." The corners of Feng Lingye's mouth hooked up a touch of arc. Immortals are scattered, just like poppy poison, although the middle one is not in danger of life, but it is like an epilepsy patient, and this method can also be imagined by Xi Xueyao.

Aunt Hua bowed her head slightly and quietly withdrew from the West Garden.

After ten days of carrying water, the people in the back kitchen no longer dared to stumble, and the punishment ended smoothly.

this day.

Feng Lingye came to a remote courtyard and knocked on the crumbling wooden door.

"Who?" An old inquiry came from inside the room.