The fog became thicker and thicker. By noon that day, the fog was so thick that it was almost impossible to see clearly even the spaces between the tents.
After Qiaoer returned, she started making snacks for Chu Qingge until the fog filled the air.
No matter what Fenghao said to her, she ignored it.
There are many people in the kitchen, so it is difficult for Feng Zao to deal with them.
If you say too much, it will hurt Qiaoer's face.
In the end, he could only leave temporarily.
However, when Qiaoer was bringing snacks to Chu Qingge, Qingge asked more: "I heard that Feng Zao has been pestering you?"
"Princess, don't listen to those people's nonsense!" Qiaoer's face turned pale and she said anxiously.
"What nonsense are those people talking about? It was clearly when I was passing by the yard that I saw Feng Zao coming out of the kitchen, dejected."
"I don't know, I have nothing to do with him!"
"Really?" Chu Qingge tilted her head and looked at her.
"Really not!" Qiaoer firmly denied.
She looked at Qingge and said seriously: "Princess, don't talk about me and Guard Feng anymore. I don't like him, and he can't like me. Princess, I'll get angry if you say anything again!"
"Okay, okay, I won't tell." Seeing that she was really going to be angry, Qingge raised her hands in surrender.
"Really don't say it! Anyway, I don't want you to have any entanglement with the people in the Duke's Mansion. It's best if you don't like them. If you do, it will be really troublesome."
With Qiaoer's docile temperament, she would definitely be bullied to death if she married into the Duke's palace.
Qiaoer said nothing more and was busy preparing the ingredients for her next snack.
"Actually, I can't eat too much, so don't mess around."
Qingge took another bite of green mulberry paste.
But couldn't hear Qiaoer's response.
Looking sideways, I saw this girl holding two vegetable leaves, her eyes dull.
The leaves were about to be torn apart by her, but she still didn't react at all.
Qingge suddenly had a headache.
Don't really like it?
Now, it seems that there is really some trouble...
The heavy fog that day did not fade away until nightfall.
According to Qingge's budget, the fog will be much lighter tomorrow morning, and we can set off early the day after tomorrow at the latest.
Although Feng Liye was very stingy to her and was not even willing to lend her a topographic map.
But she has always been a very generous person. Since she knows a little bit about astronomy, she should share the information she has.
As soon as she walked outside Feng Liye's tent, before she could even get closer, Chu Qingge felt her heart tighten.
In the camp, the sound of the prince coughing could be heard.
The cough was very slight, but low-pitched, with a suppressed tone, and a hint of hoarseness coming from the internal organs.
Combined with his slightly pale complexion during the day, this symptom clearly indicates that the depression in his heart has not been resolved yet.
If this continues, it will be bad for your health.
In particular, the prince is still a stubborn man. This does not seem to be a disease, and it is impossible for him to let the doctor treat him.
If the illness continues for a long time, it will become serious and out of control one day.
Qingge just hesitated for a moment, then turned around and returned to his tent.
A doctor and a parent.
She refused to admit that she was involved in other emotions.
I brought the medicine box and needle pack over. Before I entered the door, I heard someone inside talking: "Brother Ye, it was my fault today. I'm here to admit my mistake to you."
Apart from Chu Weiyun, there is no one else who can call Prince Li like this.
"Brother Ye, I really know I was wrong. In fact, before we set off, Aunt Yue told me that relationships shouldn't be forced."
"So, if Brother Ye doesn't like me, I shouldn't force it. In fact, Aunt Yue also knows that she was wrong. Brother Ye, please forgive me and Aunt Yue."
