She pursed her lips and looked sullen, this annoying Sang Wushi, drive her out, she is very boring, Zimo is angry with herself again, why don't you go to talk to the sullen gourd of Silent Cloud? Thinking like this, her steps suddenly became much brisker, and when she was about to stride towards the hall where Silent Cloud was, she looked up and was stunned in place.

At the intersection ahead, a crimson sedan chair was steadily stopping in front of her, purple bead curtains flowed down from the top of the roof, and behind the graceful and luxurious tassels, there was a beautiful and solemn face, with a slightly dull face, looking at her for a moment.

Ah Fan's face instantly turned pale, and even her body trembled slightly, her body subconsciously took two steps back, as if she wanted to run away, but the Fox Emperor's low and implicit angry voice sounded: "Ah Li, haven't you figured it out?"

Ah Fan's eyes instantly turned red, her face was full of pain, and a trace of fear gradually appeared in her tearful eyes, she kept retreating, and kept shaking her head with a whimper.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, and the people carrying the sedan chair all bowed their heads silently, and they didn't dare to let out the atmosphere. After a long time, I heard the Fox Emperor sigh deeply, and his words were full of helplessness but also with a strong force that could not be ignored, "That's it, I'll give you some more time, after the frost punishment puja is over, you must give me a satisfactory answer." ”

The sedan chair left, but Ah Fan sat on the ground as if he had suddenly been drained of all his strength. The surrounding spirit foxes had already retreated, and even the ice flowers that were shining everywhere seemed to silently collect their petals. The cold wind was blowing, and only her small figure was curled up and lonely in the huge ice tunnel.

......

In the next few days, Sang Wushi went to the Fox Emperor many times to ask about Xiao Xitian, but he was politely rejected by Qiao You on the grounds that the Fox Emperor was preparing for the upcoming frost punishment. She didn't care what kind of frost punishment, but anyone with a discerning eye could see Qianshan's perfunctory attitude towards this matter. And Qiao You, who has been in contact with him many times, also talks left and right, and avoids talking about her problems.

But in the past few days, Ah Fan's girl doesn't know what stimulation she has suffered, and even Zimo doesn't pestered her much, and stays by her side all day long. Sang ignored her all the time, but he was very close to the proud disciple Qichen of the Fox Emperor, because people often brought fresh oranges to Zimo that he didn't know where to find, and often changed his way to make all kinds of dim sum and pastries for himself.

For example, in the early morning of this day, Sang was sleepy and hazy, and vaguely saw the door open, and a figure in an orange and red dress slowly walked in, and it was Qichen again. She smiled and said softly, "Childe, I only learned yesterday that you were dissatisfied with Qianshan's food, so you went to Dakou to change some home-cooked food, are you still satisfied?"

Hearing this voice, Sang Wushi sat up slowly, a little stunned, as if he hadn't woken up yet, but said lightly: "Miss Qichen seems to be idle, why is she here again?"

She said such a straightforward and expansive word, who knew that Qichen only smiled lightly when she heard it, and did not feel embarrassed at all, gently put the food box on the table, the pear vortex sank lightly, and said softly: "Thinking that a few days ago, Gongzi was disappointed because of my bad voice, and there was always anxiety in my heart, but now that my voice has also recovered, I will come to see Gongzi to see if you still need Qichen to sing a song for you?"

The corner of Sang Wushi's eyes twitched, and he waved his hand: "Singing and dancing and other Fengyue can be appreciated as you like, and if the occasion is not right, it will be nondescript, so let's give up." ”

Qichen lowered his eyes slightly, and was quiet for a while before he smiled again: "Today I brought the oranges that the little boy likes." As she spoke, she took out a plate of fresh orange oranges from the food box, and a light flashed, and Zimo had already taken it from her hand with a leisurely expression.

Qichen looked at the boy Mo with the orange, and blinked his beautiful eyes curiously, "Huh, where did ...... come from?"

Sang Wushi glanced at the little ghost with a leisurely look in his eyes amusedly, leaned over to put on his shoes, and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

Qichen's clothes moved slightly, walked straight to her and squatted down, and was about to pick up her shoes, "Qianshan is damp, Childe's shoes should be kept warm, it's not good if you accidentally get wet." ”

The corners of Sang Wushi's eyes twitched again, and he hurriedly stopped her, "Hey...... No. As he spoke, Qichen had already taken the shoes over, and carefully placed the velvet insoles he brought from his sleeves in the shoes. She saw that she was extremely careful, her movements were slow, and the food on the table exuded a tempting fragrance, and the little ghost had already started to eat with chopsticks, which aroused her appetite even more, and she bent down and reached out to snatch the shoes in Qichen's hand, "Forget it, why are you slow, let's bring it to me and get it myself." ”

Hearing this, Qichen looked up at her. The girl was born Chu Chu moving, and at this moment, her eyes were even more moist after her murder, the tip of her nose was slightly red, and she bit her lip lightly, as if she was going to cry in the next moment. With such eyes, Sang Wushi's heart was numb, and he waved his hand and said, "Hey...... Oops...... Don't cry! Just keep going, I'm not in a hurry!"

Qichen lowered his head, his voice was slightly aggrieved, "I...... I'm moving faster...... Don't be in a hurry...... If you get the moisture of a thousand mountains, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome......"

Sang Wushi: ...... She watched Qichen carefully place the shoes with insoles at her feet, and thoughtfully served her to put them on, this posture is comparable to the Thousand Mountains Fox Emperor.

Sang Wushi's heart was really indescribably weird.

She walked quickly to the table full of tempting meals, took a deep breath, and praised, "It's so fragrant, it's really different from yesterday." ”

The girl smiled softly, "If Childe likes it, I'll do it for you every day, okay?"

Sang Wushi bit his chopsticks, his big golden eyes glanced at her, and he suddenly said curiously: "You also did this?"

Qichen nodded obediently.

"How do you feel like you can do anything?"

She smiled slightly, moved the hem of her clothes, and sat down in front of them, "It's just that if everyone likes it, I'll do it." If Childe has a dish that he likes very much, I will remember it and make it according to this taste next time. ”

The hand holding the chopsticks stopped, and Sang Wushi raised his eyebrows and looked at her and asked, "Should you be...... Do you want me?" or she wouldn't be able to stand it. When the girl heard this, she frowned slightly, and her eyes soon became a trace of mist, "I'm just ...... I just want to be nice to my son...... Not malicious... If Childe doesn't like ......"

"Hey, don't cry, don't cry, I'll just ask casually, ask casually. "She really can't resist such a girl.

......

In the evening, Ah Fan pestered her again to no avail, and said angrily that he would go to Qichen to learn cooking, so that she would not be able to leave her skills in the future. Sang Wushi just smiled speechlessly when he heard this.

Then, a steady footstep sounded, she thought it was Ah Fan who had gone and returned, but when she turned around, she saw that it was a silent cloud that she hadn't seen for many days. He seemed to have been outside for a long time, and as soon as he entered the door, he instantly brought the coolness of the cold breeze outside, and the temperature in the room dropped a little. Sang Wushi looked at his clear face, there seemed to be a faint solemnity and puzzlement, and couldn't help asking, "What did you do here?"