Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 567

"Huh?" Chong Lin made a nasal sound, and met her gaze as soon as he raised his head. He may not have heard her words clearly, or he didn't understand, so he looked a little confused at the moment, not pretending.

"It's okay, maybe..." Feng Qingyan shook her head lightly, paused again, lowered her head again, and slowly uttered a few words: "It's because I can't distinguish between dreams and reality."

That book is like a sentence in her sleep, I don't know if it is true or not, it may also be that she dreamed about being in Youling, and Lin Yuan also said so at that time.

Chonglin smiled, leaned over and put the bowl in his hand on the table next to her, and said to her: "Here is a bowl of porridge, I put it here for you, if you feel uncomfortable, you can eat some. There is also this magic weapon , I have already told the five masters, and they agree that she will follow you."

"Ah?" Feng Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, Chong Lin didn't speak, just picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water.

"Hey hey, I want to follow the master." The little elf's side face rubbed against Feng Qingyan's arm.

"She insists on following you, and the masters can't do anything about it." Chonglin smiled helplessly, and at the same time picked up the full water glass, walked two steps forward and handed it to her.

Although the little elf looked small, she was very lethal. Forcibly reversing her behavior would definitely not bring any good fruit to eat. At the time of Chonglin, he tried to persuade those people, but they had no choice but to agree.

After that, he left the elf at the inn, and he planned to find Feng Qingyan himself, and then found the restaurant through searching, and saw her half drunk.

Feng Qingyan took the water glass while listening, and took a sip. After knowing the general situation, she looked at the little elf's pleading eyes with a hint of pity. She had no choice but to compromise, "Okay, one more person It’s just eating and drinking, and it’s enough to raise another one.”

"Oh master, you are the best!" The little elf screamed while hugging her, seeing how excited she was going to be.

Feng Qingyan smiled helplessly, then stretched out her hand, and handed back the finished water glass to Chong Lin.

"Knock, knock——" At this time, the door was knocked three times, and Feng Qingyan looked over.

Chong Lin said "I'll go and see" and put down the water glass on the table, then walked over and opened the wooden door, and there was a person standing outside.

When Feng Qingyan looked over, she happened to see that person. It was the owner of the Tianji Pavilion - Fu Jinyan.

And Fu Jinyan happened to see her at a glance, maybe he didn't expect her to be here, or he was so disheveled and sitting on someone else's bed without a coat, so he looked a little stunned.

At the same time, Chong Lin quickly walked out of the room, and quickly closed the door without leaving any gaps. In the next moment, Fu Jinyan would not be able to see everything in the room.

As for Feng Qingyan, Chonglin's explanation is: "The master of the pavilion should also know that the master of Lanqing is not only the master of the ghost clan, but also the princess personally appointed by His Majesty the Nanyue Kingdom, so there is no need for this hall to say more about this matter. Bar."

Fu Jinyan nodded, expressing his understanding.

in the room--

Feng Qingyan thought about the identities of the two of them, and thought deeply. If Chonglin is the prince of Nanda, and Fu Jinyan is the master of the Tianji Pavilion in Lintian Kingdom, what would they do together?Could it be an old friend from another land?
Without thinking too much, Feng Qingyan looked at the little elf who was holding her arm and did not let go. She reached out and held the little elf in front of her face, and asked her with a smile: "Hey, little elf, what's your name? Can you tell me?" ?"

"I..." As soon as he said this, the elf who was originally happy fell silent for a moment, then shook his head with his big eyes open: "Master, I forgot."

She seemed a little wronged, Feng Qingyan suddenly remembered that she said that she had lost a lot of memory, so she probably forgot her name too.

"Then I'll get you another one now, it's called Liuying." The name suddenly appeared in Feng Qingyan's mind, and then she recited a poem: "Silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, Qingluo small fan flutters Liuying. "

The elf is very small, only as tall as her head, with double buns on her head, tied with a pink ribbon with floral decorations, with a small and thin body, wearing a pink dress, with a pair of wings drawn behind her As thin as a cicada's wings, like an ancient spirit in the game, it is really appropriate to give her the name "Liuying".

"Wow, the master is so kind. I have a name, and I will be called Liuying from now on." Liuying happily broke away from her grasp, then spread her wings, flew towards her, slowly approached her, and kissed her on the tip of her nose. one time.

Feeling soft, Feng Qingyan couldn't help showing a smile, but she thought in her heart: Huanhuan will have a companion in the future.

The arrival of Fu Jinyan made Feng Qingyan realize that it might not be good for her to stay here like this, so she quickly got out of bed, picked up the set of clothes that Chong Lin had prepared, and put it on after making sure there was nothing wrong with it.

She opened the door and went out, Liuying followed her with flapping wings, she closed the door, and when she was about to talk to Chong Lin, she happened to see Gou Yao walking this way with a sword in her hand, It looks grim.

"Where are you going?" She raised her eyebrows coldly and asked her.

"I should go." Feng Qingyan walked towards Gou Yao, and asked her again: "Where is your son?"

She was wearing a long dress with wide sleeves, red silk fabric, as thin as gauze, but it was not cold at all in this winter, obviously it was not an ordinary dress.

And because the clothes will automatically shrink in size according to the figure, the size is not inappropriate at all.

The long skirt hangs down to her ankles, and the hem of the skirt is very wide. With every step she takes, small ripples can be swayed in a circle. During the walk, she is calm and heroic.

She hardly uses makeup, her delicate face is delicate and white, her vermilion lips are slightly pursed, and the red marks on her forehead are lightly embellished. Three thousand blue silks hang down behind her, tied with a ribbon, and a bright red bead flower hair ornament is pinned to her hair. .

The so-called beauty is born on its own.

Even Gou Yao was stunned for a moment.

"Young Master, I don't have time to see you right now." She held the sword in her arms, stood where she was, and looked away indifferently.

"Oh." Feng Qingyan responded perfunctorily, walked to the corridor, leaned her back lightly on the wooden railing, and said, "Then I'll wait for him here."

Gou Yao glanced at her again, ignored her, turned around and leaned her back against the wall of the room, holding the sword in her arms.

Feng Qingyan turned sideways, and quietly glanced outside the railing she was leaning against. She was in an inn at the moment, in the corridor on the second floor. There were many people coming and going on the first floor, and the sky outside was unknown. It's already dark.

Once she was drunk, she was drunk until dark.

Looking away, she looked at Gou Yao quietly again, and found that she was leaning against the wall, under the black cloak, she was wearing tight black clothes, very cold and cool like a killer.

However, Feng Qingyan found that every time Gou Yao saw her, she always had a displeased and indifferent face, as if she owed her 800 taels of silver.

A man walked by on the other side. When he saw Feng Qingyan's side face, a pair of lustful eyes stared directly at her, and kept moving towards her, sizing up and down her slender body outlined by the dress. shape.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could easily catch a glimpse of him, this kind of scum, even without looking, Feng Qingyan could sense his approach, but she didn't act immediately.

If he really dares to do it, then she will let him taste what it means to be cut off from offspring.

(End of this chapter)