In spring, the pear blossoms have not yet bloomed, but the tender green pear leaves have pulled branches and new shoots have emerged.

Under the bright and warm morning sun, the morning dew wraps the leaves, crystal clear.

Duan Junmo stood under the tree, intertwined with Feng Lingye's gaze, and the picture of that night suddenly flashed in his mind.

The brilliant fireworks, like silky green silk, the pair of blurry and innocent apricot blossom eyes were so untouchable and deeply imprinted on the ...... In memory.

Feng Lingye lowered her eyes, saluted him from a distance, and left the courtyard.

Duan Jun Mofeng's eyes moved slightly, retracted his gaze, and frowned tightly, as if he couldn't figure it out.

Well house.

Feng Ling struggled to carry two buckets of water at night, refilling the kitchen again and again.

didn't walk a few times, but I actually saw Zhuang Nanyan walking slowly towards him.

She was wearing a smoky purple gauze dress today, and in the bright sunlight, her complexion was much better, bright and moving.

With small steps, she quickly came to Feng Lingye's side, and her expression was quite angry, "These subordinates really dare to let you carry the water, the princess?" ”

Feng Lingye ignored her, bypassed her, and walked straight towards the small courtyard.

Zhuang Nanyan bit her lower lip, her voice revealing a hint of helplessness, "I know, Princess, you are complaining that I didn't tell the truth, but I really didn't see who pushed me last night." ”

Feng Lingye poured water into the water tank and came out to look at her delicate and innocent face, "Miss Zhuang, I'm busy, please don't disturb me and be punished." ”

With that, she walked to the well room to fetch water.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Nanyan also came over, "Princess, I came today to thank you, thank you for saving me last night." ”

Feng Lingye sneered in her heart.

"You don't believe me?" Zhuang Nanyan turned his heart sideways, lifted his skirt and wanted to kneel, but his feet stepped on the water stains and suddenly fell to the ground.

Feng Lingye's eyes tightened, and she let go of the bucket and wanted to help, but the rope instantly cut through her palm, and blood suddenly appeared, and she didn't have time to reach out when she was in pain.

At this time, I saw a black shadow flashing, and immediately pulled up the fallen Zhuang Nanyan and hugged him into his arms.

"Feng Lingye!" Duan Junmo's eyes were as cold as knives.

Feng Lingye didn't care about the wound on his hand, and then fell to his knees, "The cheap maid is guilty." ”

"Lord Wang, you are wrong to blame the princess," Zhuang Nanyan looked at Duan Junmo and hurriedly explained, "It was I who stepped on the water myself, so I slipped and fell, and it has nothing to do with the princess!" ”

Duan Junmo didn't listen to her explanation at all, squatted down, uncovered her sleeves, and personally inspected her knees and hands, her snow-white skin was covered with several bruises that had broken the skin.

His face instantly darkened.

Standing up, he looked at Feng Lingye, who was kneeling at his feet, his dark eyes, ruthless and indifferent, "It seems that this king is still too kind to you." ”

Feng Lingye didn't reply.

Zhuang Nanyan snuggled in Duan Junmo's arms, clutching his shirt tightly, his eyebrows anxious, "Lord, don't punish the princess anymore, the princess saved my life last night, and she is my life-saving benefactor." ”

"In the future, you will have less contact with this person." His tone was soft, and his expression was still not very good-looking.

At this time, the subordinates heard the movement and rushed over, and they all knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty.

Duan Junmo looked at Feng Lingye with a sharp and cold gaze, "Tonight, no one is allowed to bring her food." ”

After that, he picked up Zhuang Nanyan, who had sprained his foot, and quickly left the well room.

When he walked away, Feng Lingye slowly stood up, and the blood beads on her palms seeped out, and there was a dense pain like pins and needles, but she didn't seem to feel anything.

The subordinates looked at her dejected appearance, and they all mocked with mockery on their faces, and mocked in low voices.

"Seeing that the prince has lifted the foot ban, I really think that he is the person on the tip of the prince's heart."

"Dare to offend the daughter of the Zhuang Mansion, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

"What a princess, isn't it just a lowly person who is listed."

......

Feng Lingye tore off a piece of cloth, bandaged his hands casually, and then put down the bucket again and began to draw water.

It wasn't until the evening that she stopped what she was doing and returned to Xiyuan tiredly.

It was on this night that the people in the back kitchen had an accident.