The dinner for two people turned into a crowded party for three people because of their depressed chatter and laughter.
Feng Danyuan didn't look good.
However, Yanxiao, who lowered his head to gnaw the dove, was as quiet as a chicken and did not look at him at all.
After gnawing the pigeon legs, gnaw the pigeon breast, finish gnawing one pigeon, and move on to the next one.
There were five pigeons in total, and Yanxiao ate four of them.
Feng Danyuan, with quick eyes and quick hands, pushed the last pigeon in front of Wei Zi and signaled with his eyes: Eat it quickly, otherwise it will be gone.
Wei Zi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. There's no need to rob her, right? She's not a child.
Yan Xiao burped and raised his red and swollen eyes: "I'm full. Is there any medicine for digestion?"
Feng Danyuan: "..."
"Yes." Wei Zi hurriedly asked Baishui to get it, and gave her a look that said, "She's in a bad mood, please be more considerate."
Feng Danyuan: "..." He was also in a bad mood.
*
More than ten miles away, Linze, who had already set off on his way, ordered his subordinates: "Fei Ge sent the message over and asked Yaoguang to make arrangements."
The subordinate's forehead was sweating and he stopped talking.
Linze's eyes were like daggers: "Say."
"Master Hui Xiang, the carrier pigeon - they were all captured by Feng Shizi's people..."
Linze said sternly: "How many pigeons can't protect you?"
Sweat dripped from the subordinate's forehead, and he said weakly: "The people from Feng Shizi said that Miss Yan has lost weight in the past few days, and pigeon meat supplements..."
Linze's gloomy expression returned to normal in an instant.
"Then you go and talk to Yaoguang. Also, leave two people behind and send some birds and animals to Miss Yan every day. Don't disturb her."
"Yes, Mr. Xiang."
The subordinate lowered his head and silently cursed: You have to tell Miss Yan these words. What's the point of sending them secretly? She doesn't know and won't appreciate your kindness.
However, he could only tell himself that he would never dare to question his prime minister.
*
At night, a dark shadow sneaked into Wei Zi's room.
After Wei Zi calculated the quantity of the medicine and checked the varieties and stocks of the medicinal materials, he just lay down on the bed when he heard a slight "creak" sound coming from the window.
She sat up suddenly.
who?
The shadow walked towards her.
He has a tall figure and a clear and lazy voice, with a cool magnetism: "It's me."
If it’s not Feng Danyuan, then who is it?
Wei Zi's tense body immediately relaxed, and she patted her chest: "You scared me to death, why didn't you take the main entrance?"
"Can I go through the main entrance?" Feng Danyuan asked.
This question stopped Wei Zi. After all, in everyone's eyes, the relationship between the two people was still a bit complicated.
In addition, things have happened one after another these days, so since the memory was restored, except for eating together, the two of them have been the same as before.
She has her place to live, and so does he.
Didn't go too far beyond the realm of possibility.
When he came so late at night, she felt a little at a loss.
"Look, you won't let me in if you go through the front door."
She was stunned for a moment, and Feng Danyuan already started to complain aggrievedly.
"What's the matter?" Wei Zi quickly denied it.
Feng Danyuan didn't say anything, and only looked at the bed, which was mostly occupied by her.
Wei Zi understood.
She shrank inside and winked at him: You—want to sleep together?
