Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

Fenghe is not good for white food, so he gave his meager strength and called two hares.

Qu Jinying was not idle either, holding hands with Wei Yansi, and came back with some wild fruits.

After worshipping the five internal organs temple, they were refreshed, sitting side by side on the big rocks by the lake looking up at the night sky.

The moon is very round tonight and the stars are shining. They are in a good mood.

Wei Yan thought of a ghost and sang a song.

"The moonlight in the city illuminates the dream,

Please warm his heart

…

The moonlight in the city illuminates the dream,

Please guard him,

If one day we can meet again,

Let happiness spread all over the night

…"

Her voice is clear like spring water, and her expression is especially focused when singing, with bright eyes and crooked mouth.

It is immersed in the artistic conception of her song.

After finally singing, the three little friends clapped and applauded, giving her the most respectable face.

Turning his head, he found that Chunlai was wiping away his tears, accompanied by low sobs.

Wei Yansi squeezed his shoulder blades and asked in a gentle tone: "I miss you godfather, right?"

Chunlai shook his head: "It's the first time I heard you sing, I am so touched."

"What's the matter? When I return to the palace, I will sing it to you every day, good."

"How can He De, a young man, be your minion in this life?" Chun Lai knelt directly, banging his head with both hands on the ground.

Hey, the stinky flattery has committed again.

Wei Yansi instructed Fenghe to kick the spring into the lake as soon as possible, she didn't see and was bothered

Feng He would like to follow the edict and kick out Scud at Chunlai. When he almost hit, Chun came and ran, shouting for mercy, and Feng He had to chase after him.

The two chased by the lake, as if singing a funny excerpt.

Qu Jinying smiled and bent over, and poured his head into Wei Yansi's shoulders: "Do they do the same in the palace?"

"Don't mention it, there is Yi Dongpo in the palace, and that old fox is even more noisy."

Qu Jinying said in a daze: "...It's great, the Hou Mansion has never been like this before."

Wei Yansi hugged her and responded in a gentle tone: "You will enter the palace in the future, but you have to help me clean them up."

"do not want."

"Why?"

"I want to enjoy the happiness every day, eat, drink and play, and don't care about anything."

Wei Yansi flicked her chin: "This can't be done by you."

"Humph."

Suddenly, there was a rustling noise behind him, Wei Yansi looked back abruptly, and saw the grass shaking violently, as if something was about to jump out.

Wei Yan guessed that it was the **** team looking for the secret signal left by Feng He, but deep in the mountains and old forest, the night was dark, she upholds the mentality of carefully sailing the ship for thousands of years, and shouted the name of Feng He.

As soon as he shouted, something in the grass jumped out, turning out to be Geng Wangshu who hadn't seen him for many days.

Wei Yansi: "!"

Geng Wangshu brought seven or eight people with scarlet eyes, like a beast that only eats people. The apple jelly knot made a grinning laugh while rolling: "You might think that your rescuer is here? Thanks to them, I can do it smoothly. Find here and see where you go this time!"

Qu Jinying looked at Geng Wangshu coldly, cursing his lingering spirit.

"You woman is also getting in the way, I will kill you now, it's a hundred." Geng Wangshu's mouth was grinning high.

Wei Yansi subconsciously pulled Qu Jinying behind her: "The enemy is easy to solve but not easy to knot. Why don't you tell me directly, what do you want?"

When he was in a stalemate, Feng He ran back in time, and the broadsword was already in his hand.

He looked up and down at Geng Wangshu traveler, there were large chunks of blood stained on his clothes and pants, either someone else's or his own, and he looked quite embarrassed.

Then he put the words on the table: "You are injured, and it is uncertain who will lose and who will win if you really want to fight."

"If you can't win, you have to fight!"

Fenghe drew the knife out of its sheath, clanging, and raised the knife flat in front of him: "Come on!"

At that time, Chunlai also ran back. Taking advantage of Fenghe's resistance, holding Wei Yansi and Qu Jinying in his hand, leading them to spread their ankles, while running: "Masters, you go quickly, I Stay for cover."

Wei Yansi left him, returned to Fenghe, and whispered: "Are you stupid? Since they are injured, they must not be able to run away from us, so why stay and fight hard."

Listening to Jun Xi's words, he was better than reading ten years of books, Feng Hedigu gave initiation, and Fei swayed Geng Wang Shu's move, then Fei Fei came back, and followed Wei Yansi and ran away.

It was late at night, and the forest was densely covered with trees, and it was very convenient to escape.

Chunlai and Qu Jinying ran ahead, Wei Yansi and Fenghe ran behind, and the help of God Xu really got rid of Geng Wangshu who was catching up.

Frightened Puding, they did not dare to delay any longer, breathing for a while, and continued on their way.

This walk is all night, always holding my heart in fear, for fear of a hungry wolf jumping out of the woods, and finally looking forward to the dawn, the dawn of hope spreads over the earth, and the sun rises as usual.

They walked out of the woods and took a road that was neither wide nor narrow.

Wei Yan thought that she must be the most miserable emperor since Dayan opened the dynasty. She was not confused, and said clearly: "Where are we going? Can't go back, lest we encounter Geng Wangshu's anti-thief dog." ."

"Yes," Feng He's brows did not stretch in the evening. "Geng Wangshu mentioned that he found us because of the rescuers. It is very likely that there was a head-on conflict between the two sides, and the rescuers were wiped out."

"Didn't the Red Lotus Sect fight with the bandits at the foot of Hutou Mountain? Why did the rescuers get involved?" Chun Lai asked.

Qu Jinying's face was heavy: "My brother...isn't it a lot of bad luck?"

Wei Yansi's figure paused: "...this is just a guess."

"My brother is frizzy and reckless!"

"He is thinking of you, and nothing will happen."

"Geng Wangshu has seen him, how can he let him go?"

After she finished speaking, she clenched her hands into a fist and pressed her back to her sore and sore waist. After running around all night, she was exhausted.

"Don't think about it so much. Go ahead and you will be Linzhou. The most urgent thing is to **** the sixth son to the prefect Yamen, and then transfer the local army to escort, and it will be safe." Feng He said

Wei Yansi felt distressed that Qu Jinying was too tired, and took the initiative to act as a little servant girl, pinching her hands on Qu Jinying's waist, rubbing her sore spots with her thumbs.

He raised his eyes and watched a few people walking in their direction from a distance, and immediately became vigilant.

The few people swayed and walked vainly, as if they could be blown down by the shallow wind.

Wei Yansi squinted her eyelids, intending to look more closely.

"It seems... a refugee, fleeing..."

They were far and near, their cheeks were sallow, their lips were chapped, their hands and feet were swollen, and they looked like walking corpses.

Feng He hurriedly half-blocked Wei Yansi with his arm, until the refugees passed by.

"It seems that what the second master said is true." Qu Jinying's gaze remained on the refugee's back. "The nearby state capital really sent someone to intercept the official road, so that those who fled the famine were forced to detour."

Wei Yansi turned her face away and licked her lips: "Let's go to Linzhou first, and inquire about whether the prefectures really conceal the disaster situation and treat refugees harshly."

Qu Jinying felt unbearable in her eyes, and grabbed her cuffs: "Don't blame yourself too much. I said you are a good emperor."

Whether the emperor is good or not is the people of the world, not his own wife.

Wei Yansi is quite self-aware, but also grateful to Qu Jin Yingbao, and secretly made up his mind to make every effort to reinvigorate the mountains and rivers.

But before that, you have to find a place to fill your stomach and rest your feet.

After walking along the trail for another half day, I ran into a dumpling stall, saying that the dumpling stalls are a bit far-fetched, and they are broken stalls supported by a few wooden piles.

The stall owner is being entangled by the group of refugees, begging him to enjoy the hot soup.

The boss was very embarrassed, begging the refugees to change to another home to beg. He has a small business and barely supports his family.

When the refugees finally met a place to eat, where they were willing to leave easily, they were crowded at the entrance of the noodle restaurant, asking the boss to do it well.

The boss knelt down, folded his hands together, and asked them to do well as if they were a bodhisattva.

A bunch of people were chattering and noisy.

The people of the Li people are suffering. How can Wei Yansi stand idly by? She learned the lessons she had learned before and did not dare to expose her wealth easily. She sent Fenghe to pull the boss aside, secretly stuffing him with ingots, and asking him to take out all the things she could eat. , Share with refugees.

The rich is the master. The boss has never seen such a big ingot until he is middle-aged.

Enough for him to earn for several years!

He stuffed the silver into his waist, patted it, and arranged for Wei Yansi to come in and sit in the stall.

There were not only others in the stall, but also a middle-aged woman squatting in front of the stove to light a fire, and an ailing old man lying in a chair.

The boss rubbed his hands: "Don't dislike the few guest officials, I built this dumpling stall by myself.

He returned to the stove, cooked dumplings skillfully, and said to the woman who was burning in front of the stove: "Old lady, your old waist can't stand it, let me change it."

"All right!" The woman put her hands on her knees, her hands on the stove, stood tremblingly, went to the small clay pot and poured the cooked soup into the bowl, and brought it to the old man's mouth.

Feng He always cared about Wei Yansi's safety, fearing that he would accidentally encounter a bad guy, and beating on his side to ask the boss about his family's situation.

The boss is an honest person. He added firewood to another stove, heated the soup, threw a large stack of dumpling wrappers into the pot, stirred with a spoon, and said to the refugees who were standing outside the stall: "There are only these, wait a minute. , It's ready soon."

After finishing this cut, he answered Fenghe's question: "Our old couple has a son who went to serve as a soldier three years ago. He is a soldier under General Wang Qu, a different surname."

Qu Jinying raised his eyes: "Zhenbei Army?"

"Yes, yes, the girl has heard of it?"

The dumplings are out of the pot, and the boss scoops up four bowls to bring them.

Qu Jinying restrained the light in his pupils, slowly biting out the dumplings, and said with a slight smile: "I heard that Mr. Shu said a paragraph in the teahouse, but I forgot the specific content."

The boss is very proud: "Hey, my son is good for defending his family and the country."

The woman who waited for the old man to drink the medicine interjected: "So, old man, you can't be ashamed of your son as a father. The refugees passing by can help someone, oh...all poor people!"

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