extreme starvation

Just when Mo Qingyi was about to take out the things in the bamboo tube, a hand blocked it.

"The wind is not startled, yours..." Mo Qingyi knew who the owner was when he saw that slender and beautiful hand with distinct bones.Asked subconsciously, handed out the bamboo tube in his hand, without any other meaning.

"Be careful..." Feng Bujing didn't say that the bamboo tube passed on the pigeon's ankle belonged to him, but looked at the bamboo tube with a slightly cautious expression.Mo Qingyi didn't see that Feng Bujing's eyes were cold and displeased.

Playing such a small trick with him was overreaching, without Mo Qingyi noticing, a little powder was shaken from Feng Bujing's clean nails onto Mo Qingyi's hand holding the bamboo tube.

And the dark brown spot between Mo Qingyi's fingers disappeared instantly, everything happened so fast, it was over before anyone could comprehend it.

"What are you careful about? This pigeon doesn't bite people." Mo Qingyi thought the man was talking about this, so he put down the pigeon that was still in his hand.

Then we have to open the bamboo tube...

"You can look at it!" But after he took out the paper wrapped in the bamboo tube, he didn't spread it out immediately, but turned his head and asked if the wind was frightened. He didn't know whose carrier pigeon it was, but this wild In the outskirts, there seems to be no other buildings around except this manor. Could it be a family letter or a love letter from some servant? In ancient times, this is how information was transmitted.

It was because he didn't know who it belonged to, so Mo Qingyi paused and asked the owner of the manor. In fact, he was also very curious, and wanted to see how information was exchanged in ancient times.Only then did he hold the bamboo tube.

"Okay." Seeing Mo Qingyi's look of wanting to watch but feeling a little embarrassed, Feng Bujing chuckled, saying that there was no serious problem, just look at it.

"Then I really saw it." Well, take a deep breath and let him witness the so-called passing of pigeons.

"The wind is not alarmed, it's your letter..." Mo Qingyi shouted when he spread out the note seriously and slowly.

Because at the beginning, the words "Feng Bu Jing" are written.

However, Mo Qingyi didn't hand it to Feng Bujing immediately, but continued to spread it out, reading what was written on the paper.

A small piece of paper was covered with handwriting, and Mo Qingyi's expression became more and more twitching and even a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Feng Bujing didn't stretch his head to look, but waited beside him, but seeing Mo Qingyi's reaction, he could already guess what was written on it?

"The wind is not startled, have you offended someone?" Otherwise, it wouldn't be written like that on the note.

Feng Bujing, you bastard bastard, how dare you not reply to my mother's letter, and you are limited to one day to reply, and if you don't give me a clear answer, my poor and weak goddaughter is now dead or alive, so my mother will bring a knife People came to Wind Valley to demolish your lair, lifted your signboard, chopped up your meat and fed it to the dogs.

The last signature was a name named Liu Sanniang.

"The wind is not frightened, you are intimidated, there is no danger!" Ancient women were also so strong and rough, he thought that everyone was a lady, or Xiaojiabiyu, so there is no shortage of such ruthless characters!

Mo Qingyi handed the note to Feng Bujing, but Feng Bujing didn't even read it.

"Uncle Qi, it's still a few days away." Instead, he asked the old butler standing by the medicine field.

"Master, it will be a month in three days." The old housekeeper said truthfully.

"Uncle Qi, go and get ready, the Golden Basin Washing Ceremony will start tomorrow." Feng Bujing said coldly.

Since he was given one day, count from now on, and wash his hands early tomorrow morning, and see what that old woman can do to him.

"Yes, master." Uncle Qi jumped away happily after receiving the order.There were other servants who stayed here with him, and it seemed that everyone was keen to prepare for this matter.

"The wind is not shocked, what are you talking about?" He didn't understand a word.

"It's okay, let's continue weeding." Feng Bujing Qingfeng said in a pleasant manner, and took Mo Qingyi's hand to walk into the medicine field.

As for intimidation, threats, and carrier pigeons, they have long been forgotten.