Chapter 7 Purely because he was sick

In the warm tent, a charcoal fire burned in the stove.

Feng Jiu leaned and looked at the girl lying on the soft collapse, the girl looked sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a white dress, with long hair draped behind her, a simple bun on her head, wearing a pure pear blossom and vermilion hairpin, a delicate and impeccable face, really responding to what it means to sink the fish and fall the geese, and close the moon and be ashamed!

It's just that she didn't understand, and learned from her dream that Nangong Ling, the dog man, went to the Western Regions to fight, so why did she pick a white lotus and come back.

"I heard that Brother Ling punished the soldiers who took care of my sister, my sister should not blame Brother Ling, Brother Ling is because of me, so I will affect my sister and the soldiers who take care of my sister."

Punch Yu sat on the bed, looked up at Feng Jiutian, tears in his eyes, and his soft tone was full of guilt, just looking at it, people couldn't help but feel pity.

"Then you think too much!"

Feng Jiu leaned over his cane and approached, bent over, and looked at the girl's delicate face, and said lightly.

"The reason why Nangong Ling punished the soldiers who took care of me was purely because of ...... He's sick! ”

Feng Jiutian originally thought that if she said this, she would inevitably anger Nangong Ling again, but she didn't want her to wait for a while, and she didn't see any reaction from everyone, she turned around, and saw everyone in the camp, all of them were puzzled, even the protagonist in her mouth frowned and looked at herself, and there was no sign of anger.

"Sister, I have checked Brother Ling's pulse, and there is nothing wrong with his body!" Punchline softly.

Feng Jiutian: "......"

"Feng Jiutian, I can order to stop the cane death, and I can also kill people with a single sword."

Nangong Ling stood aside and reminded coldly with a calm face.

"The prince overestimated me, and a soldier is not enough to let me shoot, let alone a soldier of Dayan."

Feng Jiutian chuckled lightly and turned to look at the man in the distance.

The sentence "Dayan's soldiers" made everyone in the camp change their faces one after another, as if they had long expected that Feng Jiutian deliberately stopped the military stick, there must be other purposes, Nangong Ling had no accident in his eyes, a pair of dark eyes were like being dyed with wind and frost, and coldly fell on Feng Jiutian's face.

"What do you want?"

"I want a car, I don't want to be dragged back to Dayan, besides, the prince is accompanied by a beautiful woman, and the cloak is naturally not needed, why don't you give it to me?"

Feng Jiutian said, his gaze sweeping over the cloak on Nangong Ling's body.

Although she didn't know anything about these things, she could see that the cloak on Nangong Ling's body was the fur of the Xuanhu fox, the Xuanhu is also known as the silver fox, and the fur is very valuable.

Nangong Ling stared at Feng Jiutian quietly for a while, raised his hand to untie his cloak and threw it to the guards on the side.

"Princess, the punchline girl only developed anorexia after listening to the princess's words, is the princess really sure to cure the punchline girl?"

A man asked with a cold face, although he was addressed as a princess, but his tone did not mean any respect, although it was an inquiry, but with full suspicion.

Looking at the man in front of her, Feng Jiutian faintly remembered that when she first walked through, it was the man in front of her, persuading Nangong Ling not to let her wear it again.

Without paying attention to the man, Feng Jiu turned to look at the woman on the bed, looked at it for a while, suddenly hooked his lips, and spit out two words lightly.

"What a stupid!"

Nangong Ling's face turned cold, and he was about to speak, when he heard Feng Jiutian's voice ringing in the tent again.

"Thinking with my knees, I also know that I lied to you, did the girl forget her mind at home before eloping with the prince? Take a sip, your mouth is full of fishy sweetness, and the warmth slides down your throat, it is a fresh and fragrant and white fish soup, eat one, it is slippery and sweet and sour, it is grapes. ”

Witty Yu looked up at Feng Jiutian in a daze, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

Without waiting for a witty reaction, Feng Jiutian suddenly took out the grilled fish that was hidden under his sleeve in advance, less than the size of a palm, and asked, "This princess has a grilled fish, can the girl enjoy it together?" ”

Punch Words, a pair of eyes with tears in his eyes, looked at Feng Jiutian again and again.

"I know that Sister Princess blames me, it's just ...... I can't help but fall in love with Brother Ling, so I secretly have feelings, so I want to accompany Brother Ling's side, if my sister is unhappy, the witty words go back, why should my sister tease me so much. ”

"Don't you really want to eat it?"

Feng Jiutian handed the grilled fish to the side of the witty words.

The witty words pursed the corners of his lips, and a pair of eyes looked at Feng Jiutian aggrievedly, but there was no response.

Feng Jiu nodded, picked up the grilled fish and took a bite, and while eating, he said lightly, "You think too much, don't say that you can't help but have feelings, even if you give birth to a child, it has nothing to do with me, if you can, I will give you the title of 'princess'." ”

"Sister Princess......"

Witty said weakly, glanced at Feng Jiutian, and then looked at Nangong Ling, tears sliding down his eyes.

"Brother Ling, let's send Yu'er back! Yu'er's status is low, and Brother Ling should be accompanied by someone of such a noble status as the princess's sister. ”

Nangong Ling didn't look at the witty words, but coldly laid his gaze on Feng Jiutian, who had no scruples and was eating grilled fish.

In order to make it easier to hide, the grilled fish is not big, Feng Jiutian only ate two or three bites and it was gone, she threw away the fish bones, added her lips with some unsatisfactory intentions, glanced at the bed, a girl who I saw pity, and turned to look at Nangong Ling.

"Okay, you can see it too, if she vomits again, it won't have much to do with me."

After speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Feng Jiu leaned over and snatched the cloak from the guard, and walked out on crutches.

The night was dark, and the cold wind was blowing, but there was a bright full moon hanging in the sky.

Feng Jiu tilted his eyes in the direction of the Huotou military camp tent, raised his feet and walked towards his camp, the cloak was not light but not heavy, the hair on it was fine and soft, comfortable, although it was black fox fur, but the tip of the fox fur was silver, and under the moonlight, the cloak glowed with a faint silver light.

The first time she saw Nangong Ling, she set her eyes on this cloak, but at this moment, with it in her hand, she was not as happy as she imagined.

"Stay with the princess!"

A familiar voice sounded behind her, Feng Jiu paused, turned around, and saw that it was the man who had asked her how to heal the punchline.

Fengshengyi, Nangong Ling's royal military doctor.

"I wonder how the princess healed the punchline girl?"

Feng Shengyi's eyes were staring at Feng Jiutian, and without waiting for Feng Jiutian to return, he asked again.

"The princess used green silk to sew her wounds before, I don't know when the princess learned medical skills? I heard that there is a magic in the Western Regions that can confuse people's minds and manipulate people's behavior, I wonder if the princess has ever heard of it? ”

Feng Jiu looked at the man in front of him and smiled faintly.

"Didn't you just see how I was healed! As for sewing the wound with green silk, I created it myself, as for the technique, so far, I haven't heard of it, didn't you just finish fighting with Feng Xiye? Didn't you pull him on the battlefield and ask? ”

Fengshengyi's face turned black in an instant!