After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi was slightly taken aback by the expression he spoke.

The Xiangli Feilu who was sticking to Jiang Guo in his memory slowly emerged, and compared with the person in front of him, he knew how much Xiangli Feilu had changed now.This was the first time he had seen such an expression close to vulnerability.From those dark red eyes to his haggard and heavy demeanor, he already understood it.

And this change, perhaps when he didn't know it...was caused by him.

Rong Yi thought for a while, didn't know what to say, and finally said frankly: "You have changed a lot in the past 1000 years."

Xiangli Feilu raised his eyes to look over, his eyes were red, and he was slightly taken aback.

Rong Yi added: "You and I have both changed. I didn't deliberately hide it from you today. I made the decision a thousand years ago to break up with everything in the past and not want to cause any further complications. The Buddha still has feelings for me. The misunderstanding has also been eliminated, and I am flattered. It’s just that I am an ordinary phoenix now, and I just want to live a free life, and when my life is up, I will grow old naturally, so that’s fine.”

He walked over, took the medicine jar from Xiangli Feilu's hand, lit the fire, put the medicine jar on the fire, and sighed: "You and I are also old friends, we meet again in a thousand years, the scene doesn't have to be too ugly. You worry about me ,This is a good intention. If you must stay, then there are so many side yard rooms in this mansion. You can use them as you like, and I will treat them as entertaining old friends. I am really embarrassed to play a show in front of you today. I also hope that you Don't mind."

His tone was very gentle, as if he was afraid that he would be sad, and thoughtful of his thoughts.

Xiangli Feilu opened his eyes slightly, the fundus of which was still red, and just stared at him deeply.

"As for other things, I am already a very old phoenix, and I don't plan to go on a blind date again, find a husband or something, Buddhas don't have to expect anything else." Rong Yi added, "I am alone, I had a very happy life. I hope you, Buddha, can know these things, so as not to cause any trouble to both of us."

Xiangli Feilu moved his lips, did not speak, just lowered his eyes and nodded quietly.

Rong Yi is very skilled at boiling medicine, he swallowed a bowl of bitter medicine, he stuffed a few candied fruit down, and then thought about what to have for dinner.

The mist curled up from the fire, with a subtle bitter taste.

Xiangli Feilu sat there without moving until Rongyi's stomach grumbled, then he stood up and said, "What do you want to eat, I'll cook for you."

"——It's not necessary." Rong Yi pondered for a while, "I'm sick and I don't have a good appetite. I plan to cook some white porridge with side dishes. Do you want to eat some along with me?"

Xiangli Feilu, a practitioner of Bigu, nodded, then shook his head and insisted, "I'll help you."

"You just sit down, you're a guest." Rong Yi went to inspect the five-grain vat, and was satisfied to find that Liu Yun had prepared all the daily necessities, "I like to drink the porridge I cook, the thickness is right, and most people cook it No, I'll save trouble by cooking myself."

He has no luck, and he can't spend mana at will. He uses flint to start a fire, and then moves a small bench to sit and wait for time.

The room was silent.

Rong Yi concentrated on looking at the porridge, and after a while, he forgot that Xiangli Feilu was still here, so he sat quietly in the dark, watching him quietly, waiting for him to notice his gaze, and turned back When he looked over, he looked away again and looked elsewhere.

"Okay." When the time was up, Rong Yi took out two bowls, filled one for herself, and added some messy pickles on top, which was refreshing and delicious.

He filled the other bowl with white ones and handed them to Xiangli Feilu: "If you don't like it, there is a pot beside it that you can add."

Xiangli Feilu picked it up and took a sip regardless of how hot the mouth was.

Suddenly he said, "I will do it."

"What?" he said out of nowhere, and Rong Yi's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

"The heat is seven minutes, simmer for half an hour. With this kind of earthen pot, the mouth is slightly hard, and the soup is sticky and soft." Xiang Lifei Lu lowered his eyes and said slowly, "You used to drink porridge like this. For fruit, the pulp should not be crushed, nor should it be too soft, but the juice should be thick."

Rong Yi: "..."

He was a little puzzled: "I still have this habit?"

"I remember." Xiangli Feilu still looked down at the ground, just smiled, then paused, "It's okay not to mention it. If you don't like me to mention it, I won't mention it."

Rong Yi scratched her head.

He didn't mind what Xiangli Feilu had to say, as long as he didn't actually bother him.He looked at him, and felt that although his red eyes still looked handsome and handsome, and there was even a little more invisible and intangible evil charm, but he just felt a little regretful.

He likes his original green eyes.

It's just that it's impolite to say this, and Xiangli Feilu probably won't be happy either—could it be possible to pick out his eyes?

Rong Yi didn't wash the dishes, and when she ran out of dishes, she casually threw them in the front yard, waiting for someone to come to collect them.

It was already dark, Rong Yi opened the door of the small kitchen, and saw a lot of people gathered in front of her house, all of them were bureaucrats in heavy clothes and bald monks at a glance.

"Buddha, I came to look for you." Rong Yi said.

"Don't worry about it." Xiangli Feilu looked at him and said.

Rong Yi scratched her head again: "Then... well, I'll go to bed first. If you have anything to do, I don't care."

Xiangli Feilu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll watch outside your door."

Rong Yi thought about it, and felt that this was not good for him: "Is the door too close? This makes me feel not very free."

Xiangli Feilu's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak immediately, obviously reluctant.

Rong Yi really had a headache, and reminded him: "This is my home, and... take a step back, I will lead people home in the future, and there will be ups and downs. Buddha, you are so embarrassing."

In fact, he has been in the lower realm for 1000 years, and he has been alone for 1000 years. He reads Buddhist scriptures every day, and his mind is completely calm, let alone bringing people home to turn the clouds and rains.

Xiangli Feilu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I'm only outside the courtyard."

The negotiation reached a temporary satisfactory result for both parties, Rong Yi was relieved, quickly went into the room to freshen up, and went to sleep peacefully.

He drank the medicine, covered the quilt very carefully tonight, and felt that his typhoid fever had improved a lot the next morning, and his appetite also improved, so he planned to eat a noodle restaurant he discovered the day before yesterday.

He pushed open the door of the inner room, looked out, and saw a food box on the outer table, filled with a variety of different snacks, and a pot of porridge cooked by himself yesterday. , exactly.

Xiangli Feilu was standing by the window, looking at the green courtyard outside, when he heard him get up to go out, he didn't look back at him.

"Go out in the morning and buy some food. If you have an appetite, you can eat some."

Rong Yi saw a lot of snacks he liked, but he felt that it was not good to accept it rashly, not to mention that he originally planned to eat noodles.

He thought for a while and made a suggestion: "I want to go out to eat noodles, but you don't need to put away these things. Since you have worked so hard to buy them and do them hard, I might as well pay you some money, Buddha, you see How about it?"

Xiangli Feilu was startled again.

"Money is a good thing." Rong Yi said, "It can avoid many troubles and unclear things, what do you think, Master Buddha?"

Rong Yi looked out, and the people who came to look for Xiangli Feilu were still waiting quietly outside the courtyard, it had been a day and a night.