Feng Liye walked to Chu Qingge's side with a solemn face.
He took off his robe and put it on her body.
His face was really ugly, and even his voice was as cold as tempered ice: "Have you finished reading?"
"I want to tell you, do you want to listen?" Chu Qingge really didn't have the energy to argue now, and he knew it.
Therefore, the coldness of Fengli night was not given to her.
Standing between the two of them, his tall body completely blocked the man from her sight.
He said with a proud face: "You can force yourself to listen."
"Since you are so reluctant, then don't listen. I'll tell Mu Bai." Qingge curled her lips.
"Damn woman!" Feng Liye really wanted to strangle her to death!
You are already so sick and weak, yet you still have the courage to challenge him!
Are you really sure that he won't do anything to her?
Too much! It’s too much!
"Okay, it's just a joke, cheapskate."
"..." Who is the stingy guy!
"Do you want to listen? If you don't listen, I really won't say anything." Chu Qingge glared at him, as if she was really impatient.
Feng Liye also stared at her, but he could only endure the sullen feeling in his heart and listen!
"There will be haze tomorrow, and then there may be strong sandstorms. I think the army will have to stay here for at least two days, maybe three days."
When it comes to serious matters, Qing Ge will not joke.
She pointed to the gloomy sky above her head: "Look, this is called the haze moon. There are three layers of light around the moon."
"Third floor?" Feng Liye also raised his head and looked at the dim moon above his head.
Soon, he nodded: "Continue."
"The first layer is wind haze. If it appears alone, it will have little impact. The second layer is haze. If it appears together with wind haze, it means dense fog condenses after strong winds."
"The third layer is called sand haze?" Feng Liye naturally didn't understand this.
But since she said that there may be strong sandstorms after the haze, then it should be called sand haze.
Chu Qingge couldn't help but smile and tugged on his sleeves: "Smart and eager to learn, not bad, but this third layer is called soil haze, which actually means wind, sand and dust."
"Isn't it the same thing as sand haze?" He insisted that he was right.
How could he lose his posture in front of his woman?
Qingge rolled her eyes at him: "Okay, if you say it's Sha Hao, then it's Sha Hao! Look again, after Sha Hao..."
Mu Bai didn't know when he left.
All he knew was that he seemed to have seen something from Feng Liye and Chu Qingge.
Although they always quarrel, they seem to be incompatible with each other.
But standing together, talking and laughing together, there was a warmth between the two that no one else could interfere with.
Unable to intervene.
Even if there is a quarrel, I can't intervene.
Why is it that the way some people get along with each other can be so amazing?
It's like they don't like each other, but when it comes to life and death, they can sacrifice their lives for each other.
She always said she didn't care. If Feng Liye was really in danger, could she really not care?
Mu Bai's heart was inexplicably hurt.
Some people left silently, while others were still teaching seriously.
One teaches and the other learns.
"Look, after these three layers of aperture, the fog is also dim. It will definitely cool down tonight."
Chu Qingge pointed at the surrounding clouds and mist.
Feng Liye really couldn't understand: "Isn't there such a fog color in the usual times? Why does the temperature drop tonight? What's the difference?"
"Although this fog color usually exists, it will not appear together with the hazy moon."
As soon as Chu Qingge finished speaking, the wind started to rise faintly.
She coughed slightly and gathered up the robe that still retained his body temperature.
"Cold?" Feng Liye lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Do you need to lend me my prince's arms?"