Talking about He Ying, Huang Ying said a lot of words, saying that he was proficient in four books and five classics, poetry and songs, and that many flowers and trees in the village were planted by her and He Ying.

No, the peerless good man He Ying entered the door with a bowl of soup again, he wore a green robe and danced in the wind, although he was not handsome with thick eyebrows and thin eyes, but he gave people a very friendly feeling.

"The girl with the fan." He Ying smiled and bowed to the fan, and the fan also smiled and replied, "Gongzi He." ”

After saying hello, He Ying put the soup in his hand on the table, and then took out a set of children's clothes from the wooden cabinet and handed it to the fan: "It's cold at night, I see that the little boy is thinly dressed, but don't catch a cold." This frost jacket is a little old, and it's not bad to keep out the cold, if the girl doesn't dislike it, she can change it for the little boy later. ”

Holding the fan and taking the clothes and thanking her, Huang Ying approached her side, pointed to the soup and whispered: "I see that you haven't fed the little guy for a long time, I think, you must have your unspeakable secrets, so I specially asked Yinglang to boil a bowl of nectar soup for the little guy." ”

Zhifan originally thought that this would be fine, so as to save her need to go to Rhubarb to ask for milk, but when she saw Huang Ying staring at her chest intentionally or unintentionally, she instantly thought of Huang Ying's meaning, and hung her head with a red face, without responding.

Huang Ying patted her shoulder with a smile, and then snuggled up to He Ying and left.

As soon as the two of them left, the fan threw his clothes on the bed in a negative manner, and he opened his shirt to look inside, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Huang Ying has really been in the countryside for a long time, and even her vision has become short-sighted, what is difficult to say?" Auntie, this is called dressing thin, undressing and meat, don't you have all of this. ”

Ruoli directly ignored her words and deeds, and diverted the topic: "Hey? Don't you think something is wrong with Huang Ying? ”

"What's wrong?" Holding the fan was already unhappy, so he felt that Ruoli mentioned Huang Ying at this time must be to add to his own blockage.

"I can't say what's wrong with it, in short, you can't give this bowl of nectar soup to His Royal Highness, I think she is a weasel giving New Year's greetings to chickens, and she is not well-intentioned!"

These words made the fan laugh, and he was not depressed, stirring the nectar soup in his hand while not forgetting to choke it back: "She's a weasel, yes, are you the chicken?" ”

"I ...... I think you and her are the same as each other, maybe what's bad at this time? Feed? How did you eat it? Ruoli complained angrily, but when he looked up, he found that the fan actually scooped up a spoonful of nectar soup and sent it into his mouth, and the look of enjoyment on his face was really good.

"The color of the view is crystal clear, the rice grains are soft and glutinous, the smell is fragrant, sweet and delicious, and the food is sweet but not greasy, and it melts in the mouth. He Ying's craftsmanship is really a must, and he has to fight with the master of Fanyun Palace. After that, he scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, still enjoying it very much.

But when she reached out to scoop it again, Ruoli hugged the small bowl with her wings, and the posture was like an old hen guarding a calf, and she couldn't help but laugh: "What? Aren't you afraid that the soup is poisonous? ”

Ruoli was poked and thought carefully, but his face was calm and quibble: "When did I say that the soup is poisonous, but I am afraid that you will not burn His Highness lightly." ”

"Shh He pushed it away, scooped a spoonful of soup and handed it to the baby's mouth, and smiled, "Do you want to eat it?" If you want to eat, give it to your mother, or I'll eat it all. ”

This can make Bo Yuan angry, his little fists are clenched tightly, his eyes are glaring, and he is about to scold her viciously, but because his voice will turn into a crying sound as soon as he opens his mouth, he has no choice but to close his eyes and ignore it.

It's impossible not to eat, it's been more than three hours since I drank dog milk at noon, and Bo Yuan's current small body has long been so hungry that his chest is close to his back. But if His Royal Highness the Ninth wants to laugh and recognize a 'mother' to eat, then it is better to starve him to death.

"Hey! The little temper is quite stubborn. After saying that, he fed the nectar soup to his mouth, and began to suffocate the water while tasting it carefully, "Vulture, your Royal Highness doesn't like to eat this at all, go, you go and get a bowl of dog milk to come in, he prefers to drink that." ”

Hearing this, Bo Yuan's stomach was in a commotion again, and he had to open his eyes and make a reluctant smirk.

However, it is better to laugh at the wrong time!

Holding a fan and slapping the wooden table, he said excitedly: "When I hear the dog's milk, I smile, I'll just say, the little thing is just like this." Vulture, why are you still stunned? Let's go! ”

"Isn't it okay? How can you give His Highness something like that? Ruoli shook his head, extremely unwilling.

"Where is so much nonsense, tell you to go, or I will let your blood to feed him."

It's not if you leave the promise, it's not if you don't go, but when it saw the fan intentionally or unintentionally taking out the jade hairpin to play with it in its hand, it hurriedly rolled off the table and muttered: "Don't worry, I'll go and come back soon." ”

"This revenge is not a gentleman, ugly woman, you wait for me!" Bo Yuan couldn't hold back his anger after all, but this one it still turned into a cry without exception. This can't be helped, after all, before becoming a gentleman, he still has to be honest and behave like a child.

Seeing that the little baby was about to cry again, he scooped a spoonful of nectar soup and blocked his mouth in a hurry.

When the sweet and soft food slid into his mouth, Bo Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then thought that this little spoon had been put into his mouth by the 'ugly woman', and he immediately had a strange feeling in his heart, is this counted...... Kissed her?

In fact, this Ninth Highness, who is extravagant in the eyes of outsiders, has never really had a skin-to-skin relationship with anyone, and Zhifan is the first person to peek into his body. She not only peeped but also touched, and just touched it, and always wanted to kill him.

Such a hateful 'ugly woman', Bo Yuan really hated not being able to slaughter her with his own hands, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the ugly woman was not ugly at all, her pair of crystal bright almond eyes blinked, and she was delicate and cute without saying anything or angry. Especially when he saw the fan smiling and smiling on his chin, Bo Yuan gradually realized that the ugly woman's actions were actually making himself laugh, and instantly felt that the ugly woman was not as hateful as he imagined, so he couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

"It's pretty cute when you laugh at it." After that, the fan continued to scoop up the nectar soup and feed it to Bo Yuan, and teased him from time to time.

Bo Yuan was also teased by her, smiling and eating the food she handed over.

This picture of 'mother and son smiling' is really warm and harmonious, compared to the picture of eagles flying and dogs jumping outside the door, it looks very funny.

Ruoli just flew to Rhubarb's side, and was chased by five little milk dogs and barked wildly.

A heavenly god servant was reduced to being chased by a few nether little milk dogs and shouted for help, that picture ...... It's a bit miserable! Finally flew back to the side of the fan, and the five little milk dogs still barked under the table.

"You're also a god, can you grow a little longer?" Holding the fan gave it a roll of the eyes angrily, lowered his head and scolded viciously, "Get out!" ”

The five little milk dogs got their tails between their legs and rolled out in the dust. It turns out that it is not a human characteristic to deceive good and fear evil, even dogs are no exception.

Ruoli was panting, and wanted to say that His Highness's dinner had not landed, but he found that the two people, one big and one small, one was feeding Zhenghuan and the other was eating fragrantly, so they didn't get along, so they simply slept on the table and stopped squeaking.

Fearing that Styx would shoot at Bo Yuan tonight, after feeding the baby with a fan, he stuffed two cotton balls in his ears, which was to prevent the sound of Styx's soul. As for Ruoli, if you think that the night is not boring enough to attack a vulture, you don't bother to care about it with a fan. And she didn't stuff it herself, firstly, because she was curious about whether the sound of the soul was really as breathtaking as rumored, and secondly, it might not work if it was stuffed.

After closing the doors and windows, he put the little baby on the bed, and saw that his big dark eyes were looking restlessly, so he thought that he must be panicking about this strange environment, so he smiled and hooked his little nose, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you." ”

Bo Yuan wasn't sure if he was more surprised than happy or more surprised at the moment, but he just felt that such warm words shouldn't come out of the mouth of an evil 'ugly woman', besides, he was a dignified seven-foot man, how could he need a woman to protect him?

The fan lay next to him, reached out to help him tuck the corners of the quilt, and then touched the jade hairpin in his sleeve, and finally slowly closed his eyes by holding the blood-soaked elixir. These two things are her life-saving talismans, and she will always be vigilant tonight, and she will not let anyone take advantage of them.

I don't know how long it took, but the silence of the night was broken by a sudden sad sound. Zhi Fan "groaned" in her heart, and her instinctive reaction was to prop up on the edge of the bed to get up and take a look, but her eyelids were heavy as if they were filled with lead, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them. The fan kept shaking his head to try to make himself sober, but the sleepiness swept in like a flood beast, and after several unsuccessful struggles, the fan finally fell asleep.

In the dream, it was still on the familiar mountain, and the sound of the flute sounded like crying in her ears again, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the thin back of the white-clothed man, but this time, the man in white slowly turned to face her.

Zhi Fan looked at his appearance curiously, but found that the person was Mu Chen, who had rescued Bo Yuan last night, and he was smiling at the moment, but that smile made people feel inexplicably sad.

Mu Chen squatted in front of a half-withered yellow weed, his bony fingers caressing the weeds over and over again, as if he was caressing a rare treasure.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that someone was touching his cheek, gently, over and over again. What's even more strange is that she didn't feel embarrassed at all, but felt very uncomfortable feeling empty in her heart.