She is willing to save her life, so she has no malice towards him, but why can't she say it bluntly? What is the secret to it?

When I decided on this marriage, I felt that Gu Qingyi was in great danger to him. I didn’t expect that he would leave a way out for him by chance. Now she is here to extend his life.

This was the case back then, and it is now.

Song Fengyu suddenly felt happy. It seemed that Gu Qingyi was destined to be his wife.

Otherwise, knowing that he was injured, he, a girl, rushed to pick him up overnight. Could it be that she had long been admiring herself?

The more Song Fengyu thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, otherwise why would she have done so much to be nice to her?

Fortunately, Gu Qingyi didn’t know Song Fengyu’s brain replenishment. If he knew, he would definitely say that brain replenishment is a disease and go to treat it as soon as possible.

Gu Qingyi didn't know what Song Fengyu had imagined, but was a little surprised that such a big man could drink the flower porridge she cooked, at least he didn't refute her face, and he could make an appointment tomorrow. It would be hard for her to refuse such a face.

Gu Qingyi looked at Song Fengyu's white scarf with his eyes covered, and his heart felt a little soft. This person is so weird. He suffered from a strange disease like violence and was seriously injured. If Xiao Yushu was bald, he would be bald. Anyway, he would grow back sooner or later.

Xiao Yushu appeared because of him. It was indeed a bad fate, and he could not even kill him.

"Yes, I'll send it to you tomorrow." Gu Qingyi smiled.

Song Fengyu was obviously very confused when he looked at Gu Qingyi before, but he agreed happily in a blink of an eye. He really liked him, even if he was a little embarrassed, he would be happy.

He still knew that he had repaid his favor, so he said, "Since your pottery kiln is going to burn white porcelain, I will ask Mubu to prepare chalk for you, but the road is longer, so you have to wait."

Gu Qingyi was stunned. Is there such a good thing?

She knew where there was chalk, but that was not her territory. It was not easy to get it. She looked at Song Fengyu and asked, "Da Sima has chalk in his hand?"

What a peerless cuteness this is? What is a bowl of porridge? What is a bald little Yushu? Not to mention the leaves, even a small branch can be folded down to make porridge and drink it!

"No, but it will be there soon." Song Fengyu curled his lips. He didn't expect Gu Qingyi to be so happy. Why do he like doing business so much?

Although she can't get on the table, she can't forget it, but she doesn't know if she does it in the fort.

"What do you want to do to fire white porcelain?" Song Fengyu asked, even if he couldn't use it, he could not use it much.

"Of course, it's about changing things, such as food and grass, horses, and the Huzhou is still too weak. If the war starts to burn, I'm afraid that it's vulnerable. Many of the weapons in the fort are already rusted and dull, and they need to be replaced with new ones, all of which cost money." Gu Qingyi sighed. He didn't know that the firewood and rice were expensive if he was not in charge.

"How could you know this?" Song Fengyu would have asked a roundabout question before, but now he is sure that Gu Qingyi is secretly conscious and has great confidence in his heart.

Gu Qingyi had thought about it before saying that, and wanted to test Song Fengyu's attitude. After all, the things she did after arriving in Yuzhou were not something that ordinary noble girls could do.

It cannot be said that she is rebellious, but she is also a maverick. Maverick is good. To put it bluntly, she is just uneasy.

Gu Qingyi didn't plan to be a cage bird for the rest of her life, so she could only reveal part of her nature to Song Fengyu first.

If he doesn't like it, everyone can discuss it and break up.

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Chapter completed!