cute and sweet

Chapter 1632 Warming the bed and asking for responsibility 3
He looked at Feng Yin in surprise, and asked, "Why? If you don't leave now, when are you going to wait? Today's situation is the best."

Yes, it is best to leave at this moment.Most of the people in the palace were at the dinner party, and those who stayed here were bewildered by the sound of the flute and fell into sleep. It was a good time to get out!
"Hmm... I want to stay for a while longer." Feng Yin said his thoughts.As if she was afraid that Shen Muqing would not agree, she said again: "Uncle Seventeen already knows my identity. You don't have to worry."

Shen Muqing looked at Feng Yin, looked her up and down, and saw that she was not suspected of being persecuted, so she said pitifully, "Xiao Le'er, you can't mess with your family like this - brother! I went up the mountain of knives and down the sea of ​​fire and trekked thousands of miles to save you, regardless of my own life and self-sacrifice, but you can't leave? How do you want me to explain to my little aunt? How to explain to those at home who are worried about you?"

As he spoke, he covered his face with his hands, and a pitiful voice came out from between his fingers with sorrow: "I'm so pitiful~ Why do I have such a hard life! My little aunt and those horrible people at home will definitely be wiped out!" my..."

Feng Yin looked at Shen Muqing with some shame, and listened to his accusations and crying, although he knew that a large part of it was pretending, he still knew that what he did was probably causing him trouble.

Walking to the table, Feng Yin ground it and took the brush and said: "That's all right, I'll repair a copy of the book and you bring it to your little aunt, she shouldn't make things difficult for you after reading it."

After Shen Muqing listened, she stopped crying and walked to the table, seeing Feng Yin's handsome and elegant words falling on the paper like a cloud and flowing water, she couldn't help but praise: "Yeah, my little Leer's handwriting is really beautiful. ! Sure enough, the writing is just like the person!"

Supporting his chin with one hand, he nodded again: "This good handwriting is almost as good as mine."

Hearing the last sentence, Feng Yin's original handwriting trembled, almost out of shape.

After finishing writing a letter and drying the ink on it, Shen Muqing folded it carefully and put it in her arms, looked at Feng Yin and asked a little unwillingly: "Xiao Le'er, are you really not going with me?"

Feng Yin nodded and said: "Really, I want to stay first. Uncle Seventeen's health has deteriorated a lot because of me, so I want to stay with him for a while longer."

Seeing Feng Yin's earnest appearance, Shen Muqing touched the letter in her arms again, and said, "Since that's the case, I won't say much, anyway, take good care of yourself, if you have anything to do..."

Suddenly remembered something, Shen Muqing took out a thumb-sized emerald green thing from her bosom, put it in Feng Yin's hand, with a serious expression: "Whenever you need me for something, you can play this flute. Then I will will come to help you."

Feng Yin looked at the little emerald green thing in his hand, it really looked like a small flute, but there were small holes at both ends, it was more like a whistle.

Holding the little flute tightly in her hand, Feng Yin smiled sweetly: "Thank you, I will definitely keep it well."

"Then I'm leaving, you must take good care of yourself." Shen Muqing said, walking outside, when he came to the door, he winked at Feng Yin: "Don't miss me too much~"

"En." Looking at Shen Muqing's figure about to leave, Feng Yin suddenly asked a question that he had been wanting to ask just now: "Why is Uncle Seventeen being stingy?"

"Because he won't take you away..."

(End of this chapter)