Of course, Feng Yueming was not in the mood to go shopping, but now she wanted to leave as much traces as possible here, if Feng Yun drove them here, she would be able to find herself.

Feng Yi's identity as the prefect they didn't try out, but when Feng Yueming and they were about to go out, he was already waiting by the carriage.

Feng Yueming's gaze swept around from the people arranged by the prefect and looked at Feng Yi, "Is it okay for the guards to be handed over to you?"

"Hmm. Feng Yi nodded in response, looking at Feng Yueming's gaze with a vague look, he came back almost the night before, when he heard that Feng Yueming's courtyard had been invaded, he glanced at the guards on the side, in his heart, these people are no different from waste.

Feng Yueming lowered her head and showed a shallow smile, looking at the prefect lady on the side, "The prefect lady wants to go with her?"

And the courtiers were not together. The prefect's wife smiled decently, "Wan'er, they are the same age as Your Highness, and they can play together." ”

Feng Yueming's eyes darkened, Mrs. Prefect's words were a bit rude, but now that the situation is different, this faux pas doesn't matter.

In addition to Feng Yueming, Gui Xingyao also discovered the rudeness of the prefect's wife's words, but she glanced at Feng Yueming's back, lowered her head, but didn't say anything.

Feng Yueming sat in the carriage, not letting a few girls go together, but letting them sit in the carriage at the back, Qiu Shuang also stayed outside, the carriage curtain was lowered, the light smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes were indifferent.

......

Qianxiang Pavilion is located in the most prosperous street in Yaocheng, the carriage is not going fast, Feng Yueming has been sitting in the carriage, and her heart has connected the events of these days, and it is slowly smoothed out little by little.

The timing of the appearance of the assassins of the Mochizuki Sect was too coincidental, it was exactly in the middle of two places, they couldn't go to the front of the village or the back of the store, there was no way to ask for help, and if you think about it carefully, the Mochizuki Sect released all ordinary Gu worms, as if they were sure that they could withstand so many Gu worms.

If it weren't for the people of the Mochizuki Sect who had been following them, it would mean that they were surrounded by the Moonlight Sect's eyeliner, and thinking of this, it was not difficult to think about where this person was.

Feng Yueming glanced at the carriage curtain, and the most suspicious thing to say in this way was Feng Yi and the people he brought.

After Feng Yueming was protected by the secret guards to escape from the assassination scene and entered the dense forest, wanting to get rid of the assassins who were chasing and killing, it was the assassins who always knew their whereabouts accurately, wave after wave of assassins, luring away the secret guards around her one by one, and finally even Heming had to leave his side, and at this time, Feng Yi, who had long been lost with them, found her unconscious, still in a dark dense forest with wind and rain.

Feng Yueming thought of this, how could she still not understand what was going on, shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's really stupid." ”

Feng Yi had such a big flaw on her body that she only thought of it now, Feng Yueming smiled self-deprecatingly, and now she connected everything.

Feng Yueming lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at Feng Yi riding next to the carriage, Feng Yi has always preferred black, and sat on the horse with a straight back and a wary expression, which reminded her of Shi Linchu at the beginning.

Feng Yi felt Feng Yueming's gaze and looked over, "What's wrong?"

"I want to smell the sugar and oil. Feng Yueming looked at Feng Yi with a smile, and then looked left and right, "I kind of want to eat." ”

Feng Yi listened to Feng Yueming's words, looked left and right, there were people everywhere, and for a while he really couldn't see where the sugar and oil fruits were sold, and smiled helplessly, "You ...... nose" beckoned to the guards behind, and a guard came to Feng Yi's side, and he asked the guard to buy sugar and oil fruits.

Feng Yueming pursed her lips and smiled, and put down the carriage curtain, the moment the carriage curtain was lowered, the smile on her face disappeared, her eyes were dim, and now she was alone, and the prefect couldn't be of much use, so it could only be said that it was temporarily inconvenient for Feng Yi to follow his plan.

Feng Yueming originally planned to return to Beijing as soon as possible, but if she left now, she would be equivalent to falling into the hands of Feng Yi again, so it would be difficult to say what would happen later.

"Your Highness, your sugar and oil fruit. Feng Yi's voice came in from outside.

Feng Yueming opened the curtain of the car with a smile, and looked at the paper bag in Feng Yi's hand with sparkling eyes.

Feng Yi handed the sugar and oil fruit in his hand to Feng Yueming, Feng Yueming opened it and saw that there were two sugar and oil fruits the size of a child's fist inside, and a bamboo stick was inserted on it.

Feng Yueming blinked her eyes and looked up at Feng Yi, "Shouldn't a string be four?"

"Why do you remember these so clearly?" Feng Yi looked at Feng Yueming with a smile, "This sugar and oil fruit is greasy and not digestible, you eat less." ”

"Okay. Feng Yueming lowered the carriage curtain, looked at the sugar and oil fruit in her hand, picked one up with a bamboo stick, and ate it slowly.

Feng Yueming finished eating a sugar oil fruit, the sweetness made her mood calm down a lot, her brain was much more flexible, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought that Feng Yunkai should be fine.

Thinking of this, Feng Yueming lifted the curtain again and looked at Feng Yi, looking at Feng Yi riding a horse and holding the reins, and narrowed her eyes.

"What did you find again?" Feng Yi almost immediately spotted Feng Yueming's gaze, and looked down at Feng Yueming from his horse.

"I can't eat. Feng Yueming handed the paper bag of sugar and oil fruit that was still in his hand to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi stretched out his hand to take the sugar and oil fruit in Feng Yueming's hand, and glanced at the paper bag, there was still one sugar and oil fruit left in it without moving, "You can't even eat two, it's too little." ”

"I didn't expect it to be so tired. Feng Yueming looked at the bag in Feng Yi's hand with disgust, it was not at all what it looked like when she was greedy before.

Feng Yi looked at Feng Yueming, picked up the sugar and oil fruit with a bamboo skewer and ate it in two bites, "It can't be wasted." ”

Feng Yueming's eyes showed a look of surprise, as if he didn't expect Feng Yi to do this, his eyes widened slightly and looked at him, "How can you do this?"

"What's wrong with me?" Feng Yi looked at Feng Yueming, and then at the paper bag he was still holding in his hand, "Didn't you eat this?"

Feng Yueming didn't speak, just frowned, lowered the curtain, and stopped talking to Feng Yi.

After Feng Yi couldn't see Feng Yueming, he pursed his lips and showed a light smile, and looked sideways at an alley on the side of the street, where Wanyue was looking at him, and the smile on his face was a little meaningful.

Feng Yueming was in the carriage, frowning and wiping his fingers that had just touched Feng Yi, thoughtfully, looking at Feng Yi's appearance, he was inevitably too close to himself, it was obviously impossible for the Mochizuki Sect to be like this, that is to say, this person may only cooperate with the Mochizuki Sect?