The two of them hiked down the mountain.

Only after making sure that no one was around did Qing Ning dare to speak.

"Is it really okay for us to treat Madam Gong like this?"

"What?"

"Lie to her, lie to her that I am Gong Qianmu."

"What's wrong? You give her a support to survive as a twilight old man, and she gives you the necessary protection from your mother's family, each of you gets what you need! Besides, Gong Qianmu is alive, not dead. Since you two can wait

In exchange, saying you are her and there is nothing wrong with you is not a lie."

Qing Ning was speechless.

Bu Fengli sighed slightly, as if he was relieved: "Fortunately, Mrs. Gong is smart."

"Yes, the reaction was really fast. The play was sung to the emperor, and the identity of Shui Dumpling was clearly arranged. He was not afraid of the emperor going to investigate. But..."

Qing Ning suddenly changed the topic and said with a crooked smile, "You are the most powerful one."

Bu Fengli looked at her: "What?"

"It was you who made me speak and deliberately made Madam Gong think that I was her daughter. That's why Madam Gong did and said this. Therefore, the person who is the best at manipulating people's hearts is you."

Bu Fengli lowered his eyes and remained silent.

He just didn't want her to live too hard as a dumpling, so he took advantage of the love of a dying old man for his daughter.

"By the way, how many days have I been going to your place with you?"

When she heard the word "my king", Qing Ning was startled and turned to look at him.

"Are you the same as them, you have no memory at all?"

The man shook his head slightly.

Qing Ning's face turned slightly gloomy and she lowered her eyes.

To be honest, although it was expected, she still felt a little disappointed. When she was hopeful, she was thinking that maybe he was different from others. After all, he was the male protagonist.

But it turned out to be the same.

"Two days, it's two days over here. I don't know how long it's been here, but it shouldn't be much different."

"Well, I'm over there..." The man paused for a moment before continuing: "Okay? Is it because you want to send me back, so you put it on?"

"No, I want to replace Gong Qianmu."

Although she said she would never help Qin Boyan, that despicable lunatic, she knew in her heart that only if she truly loved someone so much that she forgot herself, would she risk her future, destiny and everything like that.

Comparing one's feelings with one's own, Bu Fengli made Gong Qianmu suffer a lot for her sake.

He himself once told Gong Qianmu: He didn't want her to be wronged, so he had to wrong others.

Thinking like this, she forgave Qin Boyan for forcing her.

"Look what this is?" Qing Ning took out something from her pajamas pocket and showed it to the man.

The man took a look and said, "Isn't it your treasure that can write and record?"

"Well, this is called a mobile phone. You also have one in your sleeve pocket. It records many episodes of our lives there. You can take a look at it after you return home." Qing Ning put the mobile phone back into her pajamas pocket.

The man couldn't wait to dig into his sleeve pocket.

The first thing I took out was a power bank.

"No, this is rechargeable, that is..." Qing Ning didn't know how to explain, "It's just that a mobile phone is like a lamp. The light depends on lamp oil. This thing is lamp oil. Once the mobile phone runs out of power,

Just use this thing to refuel."

The man dug out again.

It’s also a power bank.

Take it again.

It’s still a power bank.

Keep digging.

It's still a power bank.

The man was speechless and looked at her.

Qing Ning smiled: "No, no, it's just four yuan, you've already paid it all."

"No wonder I feel that my sleeve pocket is so heavy." He changed his sleeve pocket and went to dig it out.

Then he took out his mobile phone and charger.

"We'll see when we go back." Looking around warily, Qing Ning forced him to put it back into his sleeve pocket.

"By the way," Qing Ning suddenly remembered the emperor's last words, and her eyebrows were filled with a bit of sadness: "Does the emperor want you to accept the crime?"

"Um."

"What crime will that punish you for?"

"I don't know," the man pointed to the slippers on her feet, "Can you walk in these shoes?"

"I can walk, but it's a bit difficult to go down the mountain..."

The man immediately walked in front of her and bent down with his back to her.

"I will carry you on my back."

"That's not a big deal..."

Before she finished speaking, Qing Ning felt a heavy weight on the crook of her legs, a light touch on her feet, and the man had already picked her up on his back.

Seeing the man straighten up and leave, Qing Ning quickly stretched out her arms to wrap around his neck.

Fortunately, she is light and the man is good at martial arts. His steps are still as light as when he is carrying her, just like when he is alone, and there is no pressure at all.

The weather is fine and the sun is just right. Lying on the man's back, Qing Ning is very comfortable.

"Bu Fengli, for the sake of you carrying me so hard, please listen to my singing."

Just rest your head on the crook of his shoulder, so you can sing with his ears in mind, and you don't need to be loud.

"Yeah." The man was pleased.

Qing Ning bit her lip and thought, what song should she sing? Suddenly she remembered the song that made this man change his face when he heard the song. He was so scared that he looked at her as a scourge and called her crazy and shameless. Finally,

I really can't stand it anymore, so I tell her to get out of here and become a "fairy match".

With a raised eyebrow, she sang: "The birds on the trees come in pairs..."

As soon as she stood up, the man's feet stopped and he almost fell.

Qing Ning smiled, knowing that he must have remembered it.

Seeing that he continued to walk forward with her on his back, she continued to sing: "Green water and green mountains bring smiles, just pick a flower..."

There happened to be a mountain flower nearby. She reached for one, folded it off, and put it in the man's bun: "My wife and I will wear it in our hair. From now on, we will no longer suffer the pain of slavery. Both husband and wife have returned home..."

."

The man probably couldn't bear it anymore, so he stopped again and asked her, "Do you know how to sing this song?"

"No, I will have something else," after saying that, Qing Ning continued to sing: "A gentle kiss has already touched my heart..."

She clearly saw the corners of the man's mouth twitching slightly.

Obviously knowing that she did it on purpose, he also changed his strategy: "Then let's sing the previous song, that one is quite suitable for the occasion."

In response to the occasion?

It wasn't like this before.

"I thought the prince would be angry. For example, if he asked me, don't you have any sense of shame? Who is paired with you, and who calls you "lady"? You will no longer be a slave from now on. You are dreaming and crazy.

Are you done? What are you doing if you don’t become a slave? Are you still a husband and wife? Do you want face?"

man:"......"

"My lord, have you ever heard of the word Zhenxiang? Zhenxiang may be late, but she will never be absent."

"No."

"Why don't you ask, Your Majesty?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Well, it can only be implied, not expressed in words. Anyway, the prince smells really good."

Bu Fengli was such a smart person. Hearing what she said, he made a guess.

I don't recognize it.

"I didn't tell you those things. I told my maid Qing Ning, not you to Qing Ning."
Chapter completed!