I was reborn with amnesia and was picked up by Lao Gong

"You guys, have you seen enough?"

Suddenly, an angry voice sounded.Ning Cheng was stunned, and looked at Hua Yin in front of him, but saw that his eyes were still closed, but Lin Li in front of him had disappeared.

Ning Cheng felt bad, and turned his head to look behind him.I saw a black figure standing behind them, the clothes on his body trembling with anger.

Xuehua's face was ashen, and there was rarely any trace of frost between his brows and eyes, but he was full of resentment and resentment.He gritted his teeth loudly, and was about to attack——

The scene was shaken, Hualin's ruins suddenly disappeared, but it was Huafan who manipulated the Ring of Return to bring them back to Yangliuju.

At this time, the first light of dawn appeared in the sky, and it was already the morning of the second day.There were some voices outside, and the "shop boy" was clearing the dishes on the table. Seeing them appearing suddenly, his eyes widened like copper bells, and the cleaning action also stopped.

"Brother Hua, calm down, we just..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Hua Fan squeezed out a smile, and stretched out her hand to block everyone behind her.

"only?"

Xuehua spoke slowly, the anger in his eyes even worse.

"Just for fun, just for fun? Prying into other people's privacy, digging out the past that others want to bury most, makes you feel very happy?"

When he spoke, there was a bit of pain in his tone.For a moment, Ning Cheng saw his own shadow on Xuehua's body.

He could understand why Xuehua was so angry, after all, he had lost everything overnight.

Compared with Ning Cheng, an ordinary person with no name, Xuehua turned out to be like the favored son of heaven.No matter how high he stood at first, when he fell, he fell so badly.

After the tragedy of the Ning family, Ning Cheng has been trying his best to keep himself busy, put the pain aside, and wait for it to heal slowly.

But what they did today was like pulling out the blood scab on Xuehua's wound, and forcibly tearing the wound open, just to see how much pain he had back then.

Ning Cheng opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but was stopped by Feng Shu.

"This is a matter between them, just let them communicate."

The "they" Feng Shu refers to are naturally Xuehua and Huafan.Reminiscent of Xuehua's memory when he was Huayin, Huafan must have known him for a long time, and they also have a certain understanding of each other.

But, can you really rest assured that Huafan will handle it?

Ning Cheng looked at Hua Fan hopefully, and the latter lowered his head in thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand, turning into a lotus flower.

He lifted the lotus flower, handed it to Xuehua's eyes, and said: "Brother Hua, don't be angry, this flower is for you."

——No, you are trying to die! !

Why do you have to remind Mr. Xuepan what we saw - not to mention that the lotus flower contains the memories of Xuehua and Lin Li, you are poking him sorely by doing this!

Xuehua stared at the lotus, trembling with anger.The cups, bowls and plates on the side rattled ominously, then floated into the air in an instant, and smashed in the direction of Hua Fan and the others.

Just as Ning Cheng was about to raise his hand to resist, his body was covered with enchantment.He raised his eyes, only to see Feng Shu guarding himself in the rear with a solemn expression, and Yue Mu who was beside him also called out a candle cage to block in front of him.

"I kill you!"

Xuehua was completely pissed off.He didn't care that he was still outside the palace and there might be people watching around, he just waved his hands and shot one brush at Hua Fan.

Huafan took advantage of the opportunity to use the lotus as a block, and under Huafan's waving, the soft lotus turned into an iron rod, knocking down the brushes one by one.

Some brushes were blocked by Hua Fan, and they were nailed to the wall with a "clang" sound, submerging more than three inches into the wall.

...It's scary, why can that soft hair penetrate into the brick mud?How can a seemingly harmless thing become a murder weapon once you use it?

Hua Fan waved the lotus, which looked elegant and beautiful, but Ning Cheng really didn't have the heart to appreciate it.

He saw Yuehan desperately trying to stop this vicious fight, but Xuehua's attacks were too tight, if Yuehan made a rash move, it might only add to Huafan's chaos.

Yue Han paced back and forth in a hurry, and the candle cage also seemed to have sensed the mood of the owner, and the flames danced more intensely.

Yue Han pursed her lips, looked at Feng Shu, and said stiffly: "Feng Shu, help me..."

Feng Shu said: "It's okay, let them fight."

Yuehan blinked, a little in disbelief: "If the fight continues like this, I'm afraid they will lose both..."

Feng Shu said: "It's okay, today is a public holiday. If it is really disabled, I can also treat it."

Ning Cheng and Yue Han were both silent, speechless.

Since the night banquet usually lasts very late, officials will always be given a day off after the Mid-Autumn Festival, so that everyone can drink and rest without any scruples;

And Feng Shu's words mean that Xuehua and Huafan can fight whatever they want, anyway, since they don't have to work today, they have plenty of time to spend.

Seeing that there were more and more faces attracted by the noisy noise, Ning Cheng felt uneasy, pulled Feng Shu's sleeve, and said, "Feng Shu, why don't you persuade me? Master Xuepan usually pays attention to rules, no As for losing your composure in front of so many people?"

"I want to persuade you too, but the judge Xue will only be angrier when he sees me."

That's right, I forgot that Mr. Xuepan and Fengshu are at odds... If one is not good, it will only add fuel to the fire.

Feng Shu smiled and signaled Ning Cheng to calm down: "Besides, Hua Pan deliberately provoked Xue Pan, so let them have a fight."

Where did you find out... So all of this is actually under Hua Pan's control?

——How is it possible, it's no wonder Huapan thinks so much.

Ning Cheng couldn't help but get a headache when he looked at the faces crowding to the fence to watch the play.

At the beginning, these face-to-faces just watched the show quietly, occasionally whispering a few times, until some loudly cheered for Huafan, and then were punched down by Xuehua's supporters, the situation became chaotic.

"Master Huapan, come on, beat that black impermanence—oh, why are you beating me?"

"You were the one who beat you. If you dare to speak ill of Mr. Xuepan, do you still want to die?"

"Fuck, I'm going to judge you sir. I think you're a brain-damaged man. I like him because he's handsome!"

"So what? Mr. Xuepan is calm and courageous, but what about your Huapan? You can only tease people around, maybe you don't even have a head?"

"What did you say!?"

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yangliu Residence was in chaos, with shouts of coquettish drinking and cursing one after another, and occasionally there was the sound of shattering cups and plates.

……

Seeing that Yue Han had no intention of leaving, Ning Cheng silently took Feng Shu's hand, jumped down from the window sill, and left the place of right and wrong.

As he was walking, he noticed that people around him were looking at him with weird eyes, and then he remembered that Feng Shu hadn't covered his face, and he was wearing a set of military uniform, just pulling Sulan's Mr. Feng Juan so sharply Go forward.

"Feng Shu, do you have a fan?"

Ning Cheng let go of Feng Shu's hand and spoke with some headaches.

Feng Shu glanced at Ning Cheng, and said indifferently: "Being honest, why are you afraid of others' words?"

……alright, you win.

Ning Cheng walked forward resentfully, but the corner of his clothes was caught by Feng Shu.He turned his head, only to see Feng Shu looking straight at him, and said, "Hand."

"Master Feng Juan, it's not good to openly drag on the street, isn't it?"

Ning Cheng tried to remind Feng Shu that they were in the crowd by changing their names.But Feng Shu just coughed and said: "If you don't want to drag, just hold hands."

Ning Cheng held Feng Shu's hand helplessly, and walked forward quickly.Hearing the discussions around him, his face turned red in disbelief, while Feng Shu was silently pulled by him and did not speak again.

When they returned to Fengyue Palace, it was already a moment of time.Feng Shu originally wanted to go to the fire stove to make breakfast, but Ning Cheng remembered that he was unwell last night, so he forcefully asked Feng Shu to go to bed and rest, and prepare breakfast for the two of them by himself.

Ning Cheng had visited Huozaofang twice before, one time to prepare breakfast with Feng Shu, and the other time to prepare lotus root porridge for Feng Shu.

Speaking of it, he is not very good at cooking, and cooking some porridge is okay. If he is to prepare wonton noodles, saliva chicken and other meals that require cooking skills, I am afraid that those who eat them will need to be a little adventurous.

So, after looking at the various ingredients, Ning Cheng decided to cook a bowl of porridge.

Due to the official holiday of Wangyun Palace today, only a few royal chefs stayed in the Huozao room to wait for orders.They recognized Ning Cheng as a nobleman living in Fengyue Palace, so they naturally didn't dare to ask him why he appeared here, they just stood aside and watched from a distance.

Ning Cheng said hello to the royal chefs, then scooped up two spoonfuls of water into the pot, and then put the lid on.

While waiting for the water to boil, he saw a roasted chicken in a pot beside him, so after asking for permission, he cut some chicken and shredded it.

After that, he put the washed rice into the tumbling water, and cut some diced radish, shredded mushrooms, sliced ​​leeks, etc. as ingredients for the porridge.

Ning Cheng waited for a while, seeing that the porridge in the pot was almost cooked, he threw the prepared ingredients into it, then added soy sauce, pepper, salt and other seasonings, and stirred with a spoon.He took a taste of the porridge from the starting point, and felt that the taste was okay, so he poured the porridge into a bowl.

After finishing these, he took some dried chilies and ground them, mixed them with some sesame seeds, poured heated sesame oil on top, and covered one of the bowls of porridge.

"Tsk tsk, Feng Shu doesn't eat spicy food, it's really a big loss."

Ning Cheng thought about it, pinched his nose and added some coriander to another bowl of porridge, and after thanking the royal chefs, he returned to Fengyue Hall with two bowls of hot porridge.

It was quiet in Fengyue Hall.Ning Cheng put the tray on the sandalwood table and walked into the left hall.

He crossed the screen and saw Feng Shu lying on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, and seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Shall I wake him up and eat?

If the porridge water is cold, the taste will be greatly reduced.Ning Cheng didn't struggle for long, and decided to pry Feng Shu out of bed.

"Feng Shu, Feng Shu."

Ning Cheng called out a few times, seeing that Feng Shu didn't respond, he started to play tricks on others.He exited the left hall, dipped his fingers in some hot sauce, then trotted back to the bed, and gently wiped the hot sauce on the corner of Feng Shu's mouth.

"Feng Shu, if you don't get up again, I will feed you chili—"

I saw Feng Shu frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips were a little red due to the stimulation, but he still didn't intend to wake up.

"Well, it's you who refused to wake up...then don't blame me!"

Ning Cheng dipped some hot sauce again, and spread it between Feng Shu's lips.This time, Feng Shu snorted and finally opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little empty, and when he saw Ning Cheng, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and sat up in a panic.

"Feng Shu, I made porridge, get up and eat."

Seeing Feng Shu wake up, Ning Cheng quickly hid his hands behind his back, and then showed a big smile.

Feng Shu doesn't seem to be sober yet.He stared at Ning Cheng for a while before his eyes slowly focused.

Seeing that his complexion was not very good, Ning Cheng asked, "Feng Shu, are you feeling unwell?"

He sat down by the bed, stretched out his clean hand, touched Feng Shu's forehead, and then touched his own.

Well, the temperature is normal...it doesn't seem to be heating.

Feng Shu glanced at Ning Cheng, lowered his eyelids, and said, "I'm fine. Brother Ning, you haven't slept all night, don't you feel tired?"

Ning Cheng rubbed his abdomen and said with a chuckle, "I can't help it. I'm hungry, so I can only fill my stomach first. If you don't get up again, I'll eat your share too?"

Feng Shu said: "No."

After he finished speaking, he coughed again, and said, "Brother Ning, you go out first, let me change my clothes."

Although I am very tired, I still remember to take off my coat before resting, so now I only wear simple dirty clothes.Ning Cheng responded, walked around behind the screen obediently, walked to the sandalwood table and sat down.

The porridge water was already a little cold, and a film had condensed on the surface.Ning Cheng picked up the spoon and stirred up the two bowls of porridge, thinking that he would have to put it in a lunch box in the future.