Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 72 Why do you want to help him
Feng Qingluo felt that she, as the patriarch, needed to have a chat with Yan Yi, and took this opportunity to give him a bowl of spiritual spring water.

So there is a picture of the two staring at each other at this time.

Feng Qingluo's opening remarks are like this.

"Yan Yi, before you speak, drink the water in front of you. This autumn is dry and easy to get angry."

Yan Yi glanced at Feng Qingluo before drinking the water, and said in his heart: "No wonder this little girl can become the patriarch, she speaks so meaningfully, she really is a different little girl."

At this time, Feng Qingluo didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise she would have told him straightforwardly, "I just want you to drink this bowl of water, nothing else."

Yan Yi drank a large bowl of water in a drinking posture, and his stomach was finally full.

Feng Qingluo was stupefied by his arrogant posture, she was stunned for a moment, seeing that he had put down the bowl, she coughed, and then said: "Yan Yi, do you know why I called you here alone?"

Yan Yi shook his head lightly, "I don't know."

Feng Qingluo: "I know you are in an embarrassing situation now, but this is also your chance, isn't it?"

Yan Yi raised his head to look at Feng Qingluo in doubt, and asked puzzledly, "What chance?"

Feng Qingluo didn't answer but instead asked: "If Cousin Yuelan still has the same attitude a year later, what are you going to do?"

The doubt on Yan Yi's face gradually turned into shock, and he finally raised his head to meet Feng Qingluo's gaze.

"What does the patriarch mean..." Yan Yi asked cautiously.

Feng Qingluo nodded, and said: "That's right, what you think in your heart is exactly what I want to say, but I still want to ask you what you think."

Yan Yi said with a firm face: "If you can be a normal person, who would want to sell yourself as a slave or live under someone else's fence! I just had bad luck and didn't have a good birth, but I believe that I am the same as others. As long as I work hard, I will not be better Others are poor.

"Very good! Ambitious!" After a pause, Feng Qingluo went on to say: "Your legs are not sharp, everything else is fine!"

Seeing that Yan Yi nodded in agreement, Feng Qingluo continued: "Our Feng family does not support idlers, so if you feel that you are unhappy living in Yue Lan's house, you can actually move out."

Hearing this, Yan Yi's eyes lit up, "Is it really possible?"

"Of course you can. Build a few thatched huts, grow some food and vegetables yourself, and learn a craft that suits you. Not only will you be able to live on, but you will get better. If you don't believe me, try it."

Just look at the change in Yan Yi's expression to see how tempting Feng Qingluo's words are.And Yan Yi's reaction did not disappoint Feng Qingluo, the light in his eyes could not be faked.

"Autumn is coming to an end, and soon men will not be able to go hunting in the mountains. During this time, you will temporarily stay at Yuelan's house, and we will build a house for you when winter comes."

"Okay, thank you patriarch!" Yan Yi's tone was much lighter, and Feng Qing said with relief, such a lively nature must be his original temperament!
Then she talked a lot with Yan Yi, about the structure of the new house, about the future direction, and about his unfortunate experience.

By the time Yan Yi returned, the moon was already in the sky.

As soon as he left, Qin Zhi appeared in front of Feng Qingluo.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qingluo asked, looking at the sky with her head, and then realized that it was very late.

"Why don't you go to sleep?"

Qin Zhi stood in front of her obediently, but couldn't hide his uneasiness.

"Luoluo, why did you help him?"

(End of this chapter)