Fengjiang glanced sideways at Qiao Mu, nodded, and turned to look outside the tent.
"So, you're not bad either."
It was Fengjiang's first time talking about emotional matters with others, and he didn't feel too embarrassed.
Qiao Mu, who had just woken up from his sleep, his eyes were still a little dull.
She looked at Feng Jiang for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Who would have thought that the dignified prince was actually adopted?
Feeling that the eyes of the people next to him were a little unusual, Fengjiang turned his head and glanced sideways.
"Sympathize with me?" He curled his lips slightly and continued, "Father treats me like his own son. You are worrying too much."
Qiao Mu blinked but still said nothing.
She admitted that she had some sympathy, but it was not something that others could see at a glance.
Fengjiang mistook Qiao Mu's sleepy eyes for sympathy. The sympathy was much deeper.
"Qiao Mu, don't cry, I don't know how to coax people, and I really don't..."
"If it were like a biological child, Jiu'er wouldn't be so worried." Qiao Mu interrupted Feng Jiang, "Also, I didn't cry."
"I, Qiao Mu, don't shed tears lightly, which is different from you."
Even if he was pinched to the point of pain, Fengjiang's expression did not change much.
"Wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes before you talk to me. Maybe I will still believe you." Feng Jiang's somewhat joyful voice sounded.
Only then did Qiao Mu realize that the corners of his eyes were a little wet.
She quickly turned sideways, facing away from Fengjiang, grabbed the square towel placed aside and continued to wipe her face.
"I just...just...Fengjiang, what are you going to do?"
When Qiao Mu turned around, he saw Feng Jiang lying down next to him.
"Take a rest for a while." Feng Jiang glanced at her and closed his eyes.
"You are a man, so you are so suitable?" Qiao Mu glared at him and almost grabbed him from the ground.
"It's a little cold outside. Wouldn't it be too wasteful for you to have a tent by yourself?" Fengjiang turned sideways, with his back to Qiao Mu, "By the way, do you like mute slaves?"
"Fengjiang, what did you say?"
Qiao Mu's face turned red when he heard the mute slave's name. How could he care about a man lying in his own place?
"It's okay. I'll see him when I go back and ask him if he likes you." Feng Jiang's voice came over.
"No!" After Qiao Mu blurted out, he realized that he was too nervous, "No, I mean, there is no such thing."
"If you don't go out, I'll go out, anyway..."
"You don't want to know the current situation of the mute slave?" Qiao Mu was about to stand up when Feng Jiang's voice continued to sound.
"If I'm in a good mood, I might fix your book and share with you the situation of the mute slaves. What do you think?"
"In this way, you don't need to think about him every day and don't know his situation, right?"
Fengjiang didn't know why he had so much free time, but being friends didn't seem to matter.
Qiao Mu looked at the back of the man next to him and thought about it, but now he didn't think about it at all.
Yes, she really missed Mute Nu, even if she occasionally heard news about him, she would be satisfied knowing that he was still well.
Qiao Mu remained silent, moved his body, and lay down.
"If it's convenient for you, take care of him."
Fengjiang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a somewhat happy expression. It seemed that this was the Qiao Mu he knew.
"Jiu'er will come back sooner or later. At that time, you can escort her back and reunite with the mute slave."
On that day, Fengjiang also hoped that he would not wait too long.
"I will." Qiao Mu looked at the top of the tent and nodded.
"If you don't want the mute slave to have a family when you come back, it's best to let Jiu'er handle the affairs of Beimu Country as soon as possible." Feng Jiang said.
He knew very well that if he was forced to leave this time, Jiu'er must be fully prepared before he could come back.
The road is long and arduous, with dangers everywhere. It is not easy.
If possible, he also hoped that he could walk freely for once, just like the woman beside him.
Qiao Mu calmed down and his breath became a little lower.
"He is old enough to get married." Unfortunately, the person he wants to marry can never be her.
Qiao Mu is not stupid enough to think that the mute slave likes her. Everything is just wishful thinking on her part.
"So, come back as soon as possible." Feng Jiang's voice became deeper.
Perhaps, when Jiu'er came back again, they might be hostile parties, but he still couldn't help but look forward to it.
One is the uncle of the Fourth Emperor whom he respects most, and the other is the sister whom he wants to love most. Why can't they go the same way?
Feng Jiang felt conflicted in his heart. He wanted to send Feng Jiu'er and Feng Li away safely as soon as possible, but he couldn't bear to leave them.
However, he did not show any displeasure along the way.
The tent was quiet for a while, and Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and said softly: "You care about Jiu'er so much, why can't you leave with us?"
"If it were you, could you leave behind your father who has raised you for more than twenty years?" Feng Jiang slightly curled his lips and adjusted his emotions naturally.
"I don't want anything to happen to Jiu'er and Uncle Four Emperors, and of course I can't leave the Feng Clan."
"By the way, are you still afraid of rats?" In order to prevent the other party from seeing his mood, Fengjiang changed the subject.
"I actually did a pretty good job today. Don't be afraid anymore."
"What am I afraid of?" Qiao Mu frowned.
Thinking of the dream just now, she finally didn't want to hide it.
"Just a little bit, but I think I can completely overcome it."
"Give yourself some time, there is nothing you can't overcome." Feng Jiang said.
"What about you? Why can't you overcome your fear of women?" Qiao Mu turned over and glanced at Fengjiang.
Seeing that he had no intention of turning around, she moved her body again, turned around, and faced his generous back.
"By the way, Third Prince, I am afraid of rats because I was bitten by rats when I was a child. You are afraid of women because you were also bitten by rats when you were a child..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Feng Jiang interrupted Qiao Mu, "I just think women are troublesome, very troublesome, so I don't want to marry and have children."
"So, you think Jiu'er and I are both troublesome?"
This was not the first time that Qiao Mu slept with a man. She could accept this distance.
Bandits like them have long been accustomed to using the sky as their quilt and the ground as their mat. It is indeed not unusual to have a man lying next to them.
It was just that the two of them were alone in the same tent, which she couldn't accept at first.
"You're right, Jiu'er is not troublesome at all. She is the one who helps me most of the time."
Just when Qiao Mu was about to kick the person in front of him away, Feng Jiang's voice sounded again.
"But fortunately, at least I'm not afraid of you anymore."
Feeling the strong murderous aura behind him, Fengjiang had to say something for himself.
"By the way, Jianyi said that you haven't eaten yet, and there are still meals outside. If you are hungry, go and eat something, and I will rest for a while."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fengjiang's breathing calmed down.
Qiao Mu looked at the back of his head, frowned, and finally suppressed his anger.
