make-up

Feng Er put down the medicine, picked up one side of the clothes and handed them to Feng Lichen, and said in a deep voice, "King Li has brought something over again."

I don't know how Feng Litian knew that this day was his birthday. He could always find all kinds of strange but precious things to send over. A few years ago, Feng Lichen would still look at Jun Huai's face After looking at it twice or expressing gratitude, after knowing that Jun Huai didn't care whether he did something at all, he didn't even look at it, and just threw it away.

Still throwing it in front of people.

From Feng Lichen's point of view, Feng Litian's actions are either malicious, or they are his disguise in front of Jun Huai.

Without raising her eyes, Feng Lichen continued to put on her clothes, and said lightly, "I lost it."

As soon as the words fell, a voice came in, "Why is Brother Huang so indifferent?"

Beside the door, Feng Litian was wearing a thin white shirt, with a smile on his brows and eyes, but he was speaking slightly aggrieved words on his lips.The cold wind blows, as if it wants to take people away.

Feng Lichen frowned, pursed his lips and sneered, "The wound healed soon after being able to rush here from Prince Li's Mansion."

"Thanks to Brother Huang for the medicine." Feng Litian smiled nonchalantly, and took out a small medicine bottle.As he spoke, he took a step forward, wanting to come in, but Feng Er held his neck with a sword.

"Brother Huang?" He was still smiling, calm and composed, and followed Jun Huai like a different person.

Looking at Feng Litian, those eyes were faint, and there was no timid expression on the same flawless face, Feng Lichen felt blocked in his heart.

Because, Jun Huai didn't know that the Feng Litian he had been protecting was deliberately disguised by Feng Litian.

"Whenever I see you, I feel very uncomfortable." Feng Lichen said softly, he stood up, his untied clothes slipped slightly, his collarbone was exposed in front of others, his white and delicate skin made people just want to bite Take a sip.

Feng Litian's eyes dimmed, and she suppressed the churning thoughts in her heart.

"There is a saying that seems to be 'the king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die'?" Feng Lichen walked up to Feng Litian, raising his eyebrows, as if he was asking the question knowingly, his face was bright and moving under the candlelight.

Feng Litian glanced at the blade on his neck, blinked, "Yes."

"Jun Huai swears to protect you to the death, I will save your life for him." Feng Lichen smiled, but his eyes were cold, "So, you go outside and kneel for three hours."

The cold wind is biting, and the whole person will be shivering when walking outside, let alone kneeling for three hours.

Feng Lichen made up his mind, if Feng Litian didn't want to, he would find other ways to make things difficult for him.

Whether it's despicable or shameless, he's just jealous of Feng Litian.

"Okay." Feng Litian took a step back, neither humble nor overbearing.Before turning around, he took a deep look at Feng Lichen, and then knelt down without the slightest hesitation.

The untied long hair fluttered in the cold wind, his cheeks were sore, the cold air blowing towards his face forced Feng Litian to hang his head, there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

Feng Lichen looked at the person in the wind silently for a while, then turned around, but her brows were still furrowed.

"Do you think I'm too impulsive..." Feng Lichen looked at the dancing candlelight in front of him, and asked for a while, as if sighing softly.

Feng Er withdrew his sword, he said: "Master, Feng Yi made you dinner, please pass it on?"

Feng Lichen was puzzled: "Didn't you say that he is still crying?"

"I'm done crying."

"..." Feng Lichen suddenly couldn't keep up with Feng You's train of thought, so he put on his clothes, "Bring it up, let's eat together."