The next day at noon.

"Ahhh

"Huh?" a lazy, deep voice came from the side.

Huang Li turned her head and saw that Feng Xisheng was still lying next to her for the first time today!

If it was normal, Feng Xisheng would have already gotten up!

Huang Li pushed Feng Xisheng, who seemed to continue sleeping, and hurriedly said, "We are going to the banquet held by Fengqing today!

Feng Xisheng grabbed Huang Li's little hand and pulled it in his direction. Huang Li returned to Feng Xisheng's warm arms.

"No hurry, the banquet is in the afternoon. Sleep a little longer. ”

Feng Xisheng gently patted Huang Li's back rhythmically. Huang Li's sleepiness was instantly magnified dozens of times under such a comfortable tap.

"I ......"

Huang Li wanted to say something, but she didn't know what she was going to say. Then, I went straight to sleep......

Last night.

"Feng Xisheng, Feng Xisheng, what is that?" Huang Li was holding the tools for digging the soil in his hand, and his face was also a little dirty because of the digging.

The reason why Huang Li is called Feng Xisheng is because she wants to dig some suitable soil as the cultivation soil for the seeds of medicinal herbs. I searched for a lot of places and finally found that the soil of this place is the most suitable.

She seems to have dug up something, though......

Huang Li didn't think that his current little arms and legs could deal with any unexpected situations. But he was curious, so he called Feng Xisheng.

Feng Xisheng heard Huang Li's call and immediately rushed over. Originally, he was nearby, and as soon as Huang Li called him, he appeared.

Because he was worried that something would happen to Huang Li, he directly used the divine teleportation, which consumed a lot of divine power. However, for the powerful Feng Xisheng, this bit of divine power is really nothing. Compared with the safety of Huangli, it is even more incomparable.

After Feng Xisheng appeared, he first checked the situation of Huang Li. Seeing that Huangli was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked at the place where Huang Li pointed.

That thing......

Feng Xisheng moved his fingers and directly let the foreign object buried in the soil get out.

He also used a cleansing magic spell, summoning clean water to rinse the soil on the surface of the foreign matter.

A bamboo box, or rather, a small box.

Huang Li looked at Feng Xisheng happily, hoping that Feng Xisheng would open this mysterious little box.

Feng Xisheng had already guessed what it was. It's not him who buried it, it's the cold moon who buried it.

But if you want to see it, then open it.

Feng Xisheng didn't feel guilty at all for opening items that were not his own.

If Han Yue saw this scene, she would probably be so angry that she jumped to her feet. The ...... he worked so hard to do

Feng Xisheng directly lifted the bamboo board above out of thin air.

There are a total of ten small emerald green bottles inside, with thin necks and round bottoms.

"What is this?"

Although curious, Huang Li did not directly pick up the bottle inside with her hands.

Who knows if there will be any mechanism, or poison......

"Cold Spring Brew. Feng Xisheng was also a little surprised, Huang Li actually dug up the treasure of the cold moon.

When Hanyue was buried, he only told Feng Xisheng that he was buried, but he didn't say where he was buried.

Not to mention the rest, even Feng Xisheng sighed at the craftsmanship of cold moon winemaking. Among them, Hanyue's own preference is nothing more than this cold spring brewing.

Feng Xisheng didn't know what the raw materials of the Cold Spring Brew were, but he knew that the Cold Spring Brew needed to be buried for nearly a hundred years not far from the Cold Spring before it could be dug up, otherwise it would be destroyed.

Counting the time, it has been more than 100 years.

Hanyue took care of the healing wounds, and forgot about his cold spring brewing for a while......

That night, Huangli drank two bottles, then got drunk and fell asleep. Feng Xisheng drank six bottles before he became a little drunk, and while he was still sane, he put away the remaining two bottles.

Wobbly and hugged Huangli back to sleep......