Feng Wuyou said helplessly: "That's all for Murong Qian and those people. Why are you so serious?"

Is it possible that if she really wasn't here in the future, Xiao Jinglan would starve to death or die of thirst?

Xiao Jinglan said: "I've said it all, how can I not do it?"

Feng Wuyou saw that Xiao Jinglan's lips were very dry, so she quickly brought a glass of water over to feed him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jinglan shook his head.

"Hasn't this passed through my hands? Why don't you drink it?" Feng Wuyou said.

"I haven't had a drink yet." Xiao Jinglan's voice was slightly hoarse because she was too weak, but it was surprisingly pleasant.

That voice brushed against Feng Wuyou's heart like a feather: "Drink first, then drink water."

How could he drink alcohol with his body? Even if their wedding wine was specially made, that wouldn't work!

But Xiao Jinglan was very insistent, and Feng Wuyou had no choice but to take the wine glass on the table, pour only a small amount, and said: "Just touch your lips, don't drink too much."

Xiao Jinglan's eyes crinkled, he really liked the way Feng Wuyou was thinking about him.

Chengshun nodded, picked up a glass of wine, connected his wrists with Feng Wuyou, and drank it in one gulp.

"Didn't I say you can only drink a little?" Feng Wuyou took the wine glass and found it was empty, and immediately glared at her in displeasure.

"Only this time." Xiao Jinglan said softly: "From now on, I will listen to you."

This is too ambiguous.

Feng Wuyou's face turned slightly red, and he immediately turned away and said, "Is the water ready? You can take a bath."

There were too many things to do just now, and Xiao Jinglan was worried about Feng Wuyou, so she just asked someone to wipe it with a wet cloth without taking a shower.

Yan Lin had been waiting outside for a long time. Feng Wuyou asked him to bring the water in and helped Xiao Jinglan sit in the bathtub.

The flickering lights made the skin on his chest glow white, even more beautiful than a woman's.

This was not the first time Feng Wuyou had met, but this time, perhaps because the atmosphere in the wedding room was so special, she couldn't move her eyes away.

It wasn't until Xiao Jinglan let out a low laugh that she realized how embarrassing she had done. She quickly threw the towel into his arms and said, "Call me when you're done!"

Uncle Yan stood outside the door, looking surprised again.

The prince hates others looking at his body. Even he, because he has been treating the prince since he was injured, can serve him while he is bathing.

Normally, even Yan Lin, who had been with him since childhood, was not allowed to approach him at such a time, but now, the prince actually let Feng Wuyou in?

"Uncle Yan, if you continue like this, you will be unemployed. Why don't you think about where you will retire in the future?" Yan Lin said with a smile.

Uncle Yan used to do all these jobs, but now they are all taken away by the princess.

Uncle Yan glared at him and snorted: "I won't lose my job even if you lose your job! Humph!"

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back.

He is the chief steward of Prince Qin's palace, how could he lose his job so easily?

It is a good thing that the prince has a princess to serve him!

However, others are mature enough to see that Feng Wuyou has no emotional inclination towards Xiao Jinglan now. He only hopes that the princess can like the prince.

After Xiao Jinglan took a bath, Feng Wuyou helped him get out of the tub and gave him dry clothes.

This was not the first time that Feng Wuyou had done this kind of thing. Xiao Jinglan would leave a middle coat on her body when bathing, so it didn't matter.

After all the things were packed away, Feng Wuyou helped Xiao Jinglan sit down by the bed, and then she ran into trouble.

Where is she going to sleep? Could it be that she wants to share the bed with Xiao Jinglan?

Although they are already married, I believe Xiao Jinglan also knows that this is just a temporary measure. Because she can only avenge the Ji family if she has a place in the capital.

"Afraid?" Xiao Jinglan could see what she was thinking at a glance and said calmly.

"Who is afraid!" Feng Wuyou screamed as if his tail had been stepped on, and only regretted it after shouting.

Xiao Jinglan fell into Xiao Jinglan's trap and spoke while she was thinking about something. Of course she reacted subconsciously.

However, there is nothing to be afraid of in the first place. It’s not like we haven’t slept together before.

Feng Wuyou walked to the bed and climbed into the bed, covered himself with the quilt and said, "Sleep!"

As he spoke, he turned his back and faced the wall.

A silent smile appeared on Xiao Jinglan's lips, and she also lay down next to Feng Wuyou.

Although there were two separate quilts, the feeling of the bed beside her slightly sinking still made Feng Wuyou a little nervous unconsciously.

Xiao Jinglan had slept with her twice before, but this was the first time she slept with him in the same bed while awake.

"Wuyou, unless you are willing, I will never force you."

The faint voice seemed to carry the fragrance of Zhilan, which immediately calmed down Feng Wuyou's anxious heart.

"Well..." She responded vaguely, and at some point, she fell into a deep sleep.

After making sure that Feng Wuyou was asleep, Xiao Jinglan carefully took her body over and held her in his arms before slowly closing his eyes.

So, early the next morning, Feng Wuyou discovered that she had woken up in Xiao Jinglan's arms again.

In response, she said that she had lost her temper. Especially when Xiao Jing Gonglan noticed her actions and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes reflected in the clear snow on the mountains made people lose their souls, let alone accuse him.

The act of hugging her secretly.

After getting up and washing up, Feng Wuyou called Qianxin Qianyue and asked them to dress up for her and go to the palace to say hello.

This is a royal rule. On the second day of the wedding, the prince must go to the palace to pay his respects.

But Xiao Jinglan stopped him. Seeing Feng Wuyou looking over in confusion, he said: "Last night there was a fire in the mansion. I was frightened. I had someone give me a coupon early in the morning and I will go back three days later."

Of course, Xiao Jinglan could not be frightened by the fire. He just felt that Feng Wuyou was tired all day yesterday and there was no need to get up early in the morning and worry about going to the palace.

Anyway, everyone in the capital knew that he was in poor health, so this kind of excuse was useless.

Feng Wuyou knew that Xiao Jinglan arranged this for her own sake, but she said nothing and just had breakfast with Xiao Jinglan.

As expected, Xiao Jinglan carried out what he said last night. No matter what it was, he would not eat it as long as it did not fit Feng Wuyou's hands.

Feng Wuyou was speechless and asked him to eat. He just looked at Feng Wuyou quietly with his eyes, looking aggrieved, as if he was accusing Feng Wuyou of not keeping his words.

Later, Feng Wuyou was convinced and resigned to helping Xiao Jinglan prepare the food, and then began to eat by herself.

She didn't notice that when Xiao Jinglan started eating, the corners of her lips were raised high, extremely satisfied.

In fact, many of the dishes prepared by Feng Wuyou were not what Xiao Jinglan liked to eat, and some of them were not touched at all. But because they were prepared by her, Xiao Jinglan ate them all without mentioning them.

So, Yan Lin watched in horror from one side: The prince, who disliked spicy food the least, ate the shredded red oil bamboo shoots.

The prince, who dislikes greasy food the most, also ate the stir-fried chicken gizzards.

Looking at Xiao Jinglan's elegant eating movements, Yan Lin looked up to the sky speechlessly: Your lord, are all the taboos you had in the past all fake?

After dinner, Xiao Jinglan asked Feng Wuyou to have a good rest. If she felt bored, she could ask Uncle Yan to take her around the palace.

After the explanation, he went into the study himself.

Whether it is the capital or the frontier, there are endless things to deal with everywhere. Xiao Jinglan's daily life is extremely busy.

Feng Wuyou watched him leave, her eyebrows gradually darkening.

With Xiao Jinglan's tolerance, she has now established herself in the capital, but where should she start to avenge the Ji family?

Just as he was thinking about it, Yan Lin came over to report: "Princess, King Yi is here to visit."

Murong Yi?

Feng Wuyou asked strangely: "Prince Yi is here. If you don't go to the prince, what are you going to do with me?"

In ancient times, women were usually not allowed to entertain guests unless they were female relatives or the male host was not at home. But now, Xiao Jinglan is obviously there.

Yan Lin said: "His Royal Highness King Yi said that he came to see the princess, and also said that... it was related to the fire in Feng Mansion."

Hearing this, Feng Wuyou's eyebrows jumped. In ancient times, there were mostly wooden buildings, so fire was a very important matter. Any fire must be reported to the government.

As the general person in charge of public security in the capital, Murong Yi came to ask questions.

"Invite him to the main hall." Feng Wuyou said.

It just so happened that she also wanted to see Murong Yi for something.

Qianxin Qianyue followed all the way from Feng Mansion. Of course she was still Feng Wuyou's personal maid, so she immediately followed.

In the hall, Murong Yi looked at his nose and heart, but he couldn't hide a trace of expectation in his heart.

While waiting, a woman strode into the hall, and the faint scent of wood leaves made him feel swayed.

"His Royal Highness King Yi." Feng Wuyou and Murong Yi saluted, asked him to sit down, and then asked: "His Royal Highness King Yi is here today about the fire in Feng Mansion?"

"Exactly. Princess Qin, it was your room that caught fire that day. I don't know why it caught fire?"

"It's just an accident." Feng Wuyou said calmly.

This was obviously not the truth. Murong Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "I thought you were very brave."

He had already visited Feng Mansion. The room was so burned that it was clear that someone had set the fire on fire, and there were even traces of kerosene.

I originally thought that Feng Wuyou was a person who didn't rub dirt in his eyes, so he came here specifically to give her a chance to seek justice, but I didn't expect that he was just being sentimental.

"It's just a trivial matter at home. Not even a person died, but he worked hard for King Yi. Is His Highness King Yi very free?" Feng Wuyou said bluntly.

Murong Yi choked slightly, but before he could speak, Feng Wuyou said coldly: "If His Highness King Yi is really so idle, and there is a major case in front of him in which twenty-seven people were killed tragically, why don't you see His Highness Yi to investigate?"

She didn't pay attention to what Feng Xinran did to her at all, and she had already avenged this revenge herself, so there was no need for Murong Yi to do anything more.

On the contrary, something as big as the Fuping Juji family tragedy should be investigated carefully, but Murong Yi did not mention it at all.

Murong Yi wanted to seek justice for her, but was he looking in the wrong direction?
Chapter completed!