At the beginning of the lanterns, the dusk drum sounded, and the lantern at the door of the paper shop was lit.

The board was opened, and the door was opened to welcome guests, and the three-story small building suddenly opened noisily.

Although it is a business dedicated to sending the dead, there has never been a shortage of dead people in these years.

Even if it is raining outside at the moment, it will not delay this huge flow of passengers.

In the bright yellow shop, the heads of people moved, Ling Yu took Qing Xuan, and the paper men who had cut it before were busy in the store.

And they don't deal with all people.

There are always many things that can be seen or invisible, and at dusk, they sneak into the store and ask for some benefits.

And Lingyu and them have long been accustomed to seeing it. Always with a compassionate heart, fulfill them......

Besides, at this time, Feng Xinglie was still working in the yamen. He was upset about the daytime face peeling case when he saw the servant of the princess's mansion walking in with a food box.

"Master, Her Royal Highness the princess has sent you dinner. Today's cooking is braised lion's head, lotus root, and jade white jade soup. ”

As soon as the servant arrived, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed, and reported the name of the dish, regardless of the scene and others.

"Got it, you put it down!" Feng Xinglie didn't raise his head, but only raised his hand, and wanted to send him out.

This is also a common thing, as long as he does not return home, his mother, Princess Yongfu, will send someone to bring the prepared meal. Since he entered the Jinyiwei, he has rarely had time to go home, and as a workaholic, he is probably the most competent in the entire Jinyiwei.

Princess Yongfu and his wife are also very supportive of this son. The husband is ambitious, and it doesn't matter if he goes home or not.

So the princess only sent someone to deliver food every day, and there was no more word for the rest.

"Master, that ......" But today, after the servant put down the food box, he didn't leave.

He stood in front of the table with a sigh of urgency, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Feng Xinglie was originally discussing the case with his thousands of households, and when he saw that he hadn't left for a long time, he looked up at him.

"Her Royal Highness the princess is sick, she doesn't tell the little ones to say, I'm afraid you will worry." The servant said deftly.

"Mother is sick?!" When Feng Xinglie heard this, he immediately stopped and asked carefully: "What's wrong?" Has the imperial doctor come to see it? ”

"Imperial Doctor Liu has come twice, and he has been taking medicine according to the prescription, but he is not good." The servant replied.

"Since my mother won't let me say it, why are you telling me now?" Feng Xinglie heard his words and suddenly asked.

This is a question that the other party really didn't expect.

He looked up at the prince of his family with some confusion, only to see him looking at him with the eyes of a prisoner, so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground!

"Master, little one...... Little ......" He didn't know how to explain for a while, and he was so nervous that he was sweating.

"That's it, you go back!" Seeing him so flustered, Feng Xinglie also understood most of it, so he sighed and said, "You go back and tell my mother, tonight, I will go back to see her." ”

"Hey, hey! Little obedience! The little ones are going to step back! Slow use! When the servant heard this, he kowtowed again and again as if he had been granted amnesty, and then he got up and went back to his life in a hurry.

Feng Xinglie looked at his ploy as if his plan had succeeded, and felt a little helpless in his heart. He knew what his princess mother wanted to do, but as a child, he couldn't be disobedient.

He was annoyed by what might happen when he returned home, and he was silent for a long time, only to find that his thousands of households were still waiting for his orders.

One by one, they all looked tired.

Doing their job is only superficial, but in fact it is very hard.

Thinking of this, he simply raised his hand and said, "That's it, let's go back early today!" This is not a case that can be resolved overnight, enough rest, let's do it tomorrow. ”

With that, he got up and handed the food box sent by the servant to Wang Yong, and said, "Take all these meals and share them with the brothers!" ”

"General, don't you eat?" Wang Yong was flattered.

"Take it, I have to rush back now and dine with my mother." Feng Xinglie said helplessly.

"Since Her Royal Highness the princess is sick, general, go back quickly, just have brothers here to keep an eye on!" Wang Yong is a dexterous person, and hurriedly patted his heart and said.

When Feng Xinglie heard this, he was quite pleased, so he didn't say anything more, and directly called the little guy Jianxin to go to the stable to lead the horse.

From the yamen to the princess's mansion, riding a horse was only a cup of tea, but he hadn't been back for more than a month.

If there is no reason to go back at this moment, I am afraid that he will be able to live in the yamen for more than a month! It's not that he is disobedient and unfilial, but in fact, over the years, he has been forced to marry by his mother and is afraid!

Since ten years ago, Xia Shoufu's family died unjustly. This Princess Yongfu kept giving him a marriage, and the celebrities and nobles in the capital, as long as they were of marriageable age, one was counted as one, and she went to look for them.

And it's like cutting leeks, harvesting one stubble at a time. But all the princes and ministers, as long as there are girls and concubines in the family every year, there is no one she doesn't know and doesn't care.

Her original intention was naturally to find another family affair for her son, so that outsiders could forget the confused relationship she had with the Xia family. But on the contrary, her son just didn't eat this set, and asked her to go up to the county lord and county lord, down to the daughter and noblewoman, and work all in vain!

It's nothing to be busy, the key is to ruin your reputation.

Over time, under the "activity" of his mother, the whole capital knew about it-Feng Shizi is not close to women! No matter how good a woman is, he is still not moved, there may be some hidden disease!

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have lost such a big face in front of everyone today, and was framed like this by a yellow-haired boy!

These things, he is really dumb and eats Coptis chinensis, and he can't say anything about his suffering! Who let him have his own insistence?

From the yamen back home, paper shop is the only way.

He and Jianxin galloped on horseback, but when they arrived here, they unconsciously slowed down.

The light in the paper shop is very soft.

For some reason, he was inexplicably attracted by this warm light, so he simply stopped his horse and sat quietly on his horse to watch everything in the room.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Seeing that he was suddenly like this, Jianxin suddenly felt inexplicable.

"I don't know, I don't know what I'm looking at." Feng Xinglie frowned slightly, and his handsome side face was dyed gently by the warm light in the paper shop.

The paper shop was full of people, and he didn't know what he was looking for. I just feel that my heart is empty, and there is a kind of melancholy lingering faintly in my heart.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a familiar figure running out of the door of the paper shop!

That little shadow looked a little thin, and the appearance of holding a rice bowl in her hand was a little funny, but she still called his eyes light up in an instant!

"It's her!" There was a rush of excitement in his heart, though he didn't know what he was excited about. But his hand holding the reins still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Master, it's not too early, let's go back, shall we? Your Highness must be waiting for us to eat! Jianxin saw that his master seemed to be stunned, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer......" Feng Xinglie was reluctant to leave at this time, his eyes followed Ling Yu closely, and he just wanted to know what she was going to do with a bowl at this moment......