The morning light was rising slightly, and the sound of soldiers practicing came from outside.

Feng Jue went out of the tent, and a soft faint light fell on his face. The side with scars was almost all right, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, just right for him.

Once, Zhang Xi asked him, your highness, you didn't care to apply the incense mark glue before. This time, he applied it every day. But he didn't laugh at that time. Only he knew where that wonderful and uneasy mood came from. Thousands of troops and horses, rivers of blood, without the slightest fear of retreat, but when I went to see her, I couldn't help hesitating, and a trace of uneasiness would arise in my heart.

I think after that meeting, I had fought with Xiao Zhenhai and yeluchu three times. I didn't see her again during this period.

Now, a strong idea came into his mind to see her.

Thinking, he went back to the account, drew a basin of water, wiped his face, went out, took a horse and ran to the house.

From a distance, she saw that she tied Lian Yan to her back and was cleaning in front of the house. When she worked, her face was very serious, but she could see that she felt a little hard.

He watched it for a long time, but he didn't see Xiao He.

The people he arranged were also kept in the dark.

Feng Jue was slightly stunned, jumped with long legs, flew down from the horse, tied the horse to the tree and walked over there.

Ling Yue was taking down the corn hanging under the eaves of Xiao River. After a while, she heard a sound of footsteps behind her. A surprise flashed at the bottom of her eyes. She immediately turned around and looked happy——

"Xiao He, are you finally back?"

However, the person she saw was not Xiao He, but his highness Xi. He was wearing ice blue robes, purple jade crowns on his head and black boots.

The bottom of Feng Jue's eyes flashed a touch of doubt and asked, "has Xiao he gone?"

Ling Yue came back and said, "he has gone for five days. He said he would come back in four days. It has been more than one day." As she spoke, a dim light flashed across her eyes.

Feng Jue is slightly stunned. Have you been gone for five days? Where has he been? Is it -- Xiao Zhenhai?

Xiao Zhenhai must know that he has been defeated. Seeing that his father and brother are in trouble, he will not sit idly by.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" Ling Yue asked as she tiptoed to get the corn.

Seeing this, Feng Jue immediately came forward, stood behind her and easily took down the corn. He still remembered that when they first met, they were the same height. Now, she has only reached the position of his chest.

"Here you are." Feng Jue stared at her.

"Thank you." Ling Yue took the corn cob and said.

"I have a rest these days. When I think of you, I come and have a look. It turns out that Xiao He has something to go out." Feng Jue followed Lingyue, entered the house and said.

"Your Highness, do you know where Xiao He has gone?" After Ling Yue put down the corn cob, she suddenly asked.

"I......" Feng Jue looked at Ling Yue's eyes, finally shook his head and said, "I don't know, but since he promised you, he will definitely come back. Don't worry."

"No." Ling Yue shook her head and said, "in fact, I'm not worried that he won't come back, but that something has happened to him. He always does what he says. Now if he breaks his promise to me, it must be something difficult to get away. I'm really worried about him. I only have him. I don't want her to have anything to do. "

She said, a layer of darkness covered her bright eyes.

Seeing that she was so deeply worried about another person's dark Wei, Feng Jue said silently, "eleven, it's not only him, but also me. When can you think of me? You can't draw 'one' on the paper you give. "

But he never said this, but said comfortingly, "I know Xiao He. He has good skills and once led thousands of troops to kill the enemy. He won't be easy."

He hoped that in her present memory, she would not be hampered by anything. With her present life, she would naturally remember when she could remember.

Ling Yue looked up and asked, "really?"

Feng Jue nodded affirmatively, "really, I promise you, maybe he will come back tomorrow."

"If so, that would be great." The moon smiled, and the sadness on her face suddenly disappeared.

Feng Jue was stunned. The smile suddenly pulled him back to the past. The real eleven smiled like this, shining like a thousand suns, and the whole person glittered.

"What's the matter?" Ling Yue asked when she saw him suddenly in a daze.

"No, it's okay." Feng Jue shook his head.

He turned around, looked around and asked, "how did you eat when Xiao He was away?"

"I made it myself." Ling Yue's face showed a blush and said, "when he left, he taught me a few simple dishes, and I knew them all."

Then he went into the room and untied Lian Yan from his back. Feng Jue followed him in.

As soon as Lian Yan came down from his back, he went to the front of Feng Jue, took his sleeve with his small hand and said, "brother, brother..."

Feng Jue squatted down, reached out and touched his head and said, "Yan'er, I'm very happy with my sister."

"Happy, Yan'er happy." Lian Yan said with a smile.

"Your Highness, will you stay for dinner? I'm ready to cook. " Ling Yue came out of the room with a dustpan and asked.

"Is that ok?" He asked, a little surprised.

"Your Highness sent a lot of food. If you hadn't sent someone to protect us, Xiao he wouldn't be relieved to go. Please have a meal, your highness. You shouldn't be afraid that my cooking is not delicious." Ling Yue said.

"Not afraid!" Feng Jue immediately stood up and said, "no, you're not afraid. You can't do it badly."

He was as confused and incoherent as the former marshal who led thousands of troops to fight on the bloody battlefield and drove Xiao Zhenhai back.

"I'll help you!" Feng Jue will make Yue enter the kitchen, so he picked up Lian Yan and went in together.

"Your Highness, please help make a fire." Ling Yue said.

"OK." Feng Jue is very obedient. Although his actions are clumsy, he still makes a fire with his heart.

He sat in the kitchen, his eyes fell on the girl through the swirling fog, and a complex sense of desolation came into his heart——

She has the closest distance from him, but for her, he is just a stranger without a past.

"Your Highness, the fire is a little small. Please add a handful of firewood." Ling Yue looked up and suddenly said.

"Oh, OK, OK, I forgot all at once." Feng Jue quickly received the eyes that fell back on her face.