First-class daughter

Chapter 1287 Approaching the goal
Chapter 1287 Approaching the goal
"Grandpa Guan, we didn't lie." The lame man followed suit, his eyes slightly raised, and his seemingly helpless hands were placed in front of him, but secretly clenched into fists.

"Since you are here to deliver the food, as long as the food arrives, you can leave. If you are so ugly, don't scare others." The guard ordered, "Xiao Wu, move these vegetables to the mountain."

"Yes, boss." A guard named Xiao Wu came over.

The old man was slightly taken aback, and quickly glanced at Feng Qianyue, Feng Qianyue pointed to the cuff, the old man understood, took out a piece of silver from the sleeve, stepped forward and slipped it into the boss's hand, and said in a low voice, " Grandpa Guan, please help, let us go up, my ugly son is not in good health these days, the fortune teller said he will not survive this month, when I want to deliver food, I will ask the Taoist priest to find a way to help me Bitter fate."

The guard touched the silver and glanced at Feng Qianyue.

Feng Qianyue looked tearful.

The old man gave all the copper coins to the guards, and said, "That's all, Grandpa Guan, let's be more accommodating."

"Go, go, remember to be careful." The guard let go and said.

"Hey, thank you, thank you, Grandpa Guan." The old man was very happy, and hurriedly pushed the cart up the mountain, Feng Qianyue followed, walking with a limp, holding the cart.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Young master, you have to be extra careful when you go up the mountain, the nanny will take care of you, you should pay attention to everything."

"En." Feng Qianyue nodded, looking at the mountain. Among the lush trees, there is a Taoist temple shrouded in immortality. Occasionally, there is the sound of birds, and the breeze blows head-on, blowing across the cheeks, and the wind carries Light aroma.

The more he went up, the blood in his body slowly boiled up, Lian Siyue was there, and he was getting closer to her.

Lian Siyue, for the past two years, I have endured unbearable pain for ordinary people. I fled, I was a beggar, I was a coolie, I was a slave, I was ridiculed, I was spurned, I bowed down in front of Yeluchu bow;
I crossed the desert, I climbed the mountains, I walked through the wind, I drenched in the rain, all just to see you again.

"Now, you are right in front of me, how should I greet you?" He murmured, with a deep chill in his eyes.

When we got to the mountain, we met two Taoist boys first, and the old man asked, "Two little masters, we have brought food."

"Go, go, go this way, don't go that way, there are very important people over there, if you collide with them, be careful not to lose your head." The little master warned.

"Yes, yes, little master, thank you, we are honest people, we will be careful, let's go, son."

The old man pushed the dishes and walked towards the back kitchen.

Feng Qianyue lowered her head and walked forward while secretly observing everything around her, including the position of every tree and every flower.

Since he went into exile, he knows that he has only one chance to face every event, so he will grasp it very well. Before he knows it, his acuity, memory, hearing, and vision are getting better and better, and he even has a photographic memory. The ability to forget, this can be regarded as an extra gift from God to him.

When he arrived at the back kitchen, the old man slowly unloaded the vegetables from the cart. After a while, Feng Qianyue saw a little master walking into the kitchen, and thoughts flashed in his eyes.

He took a bunch of cabbage from the old man's hand, walked into the kitchen with his head down and limped, and saw that the little master was holding a pot in his hand, adding water to it, and then put the pot on the stove to boil water .

"Little Master, what is this?" Feng Qianyue asked with a curious expression on his face.

"This is Princess Yan's medicine. The stove in her room is not working well, so her mother asked to bring it here to boil water and boil the medicine." The little master said.

When he looked up and saw Feng Qianyue, he was immediately displeased, and said, "You are a food delivery person, why are you asking around? After delivering the food, hurry down the mountain, we can't stay here any longer."

"Yes, yes." With a resentful expression on Feng Qianyue's face, he hugged the cabbage and put it on the stove. When passing by, he quietly dropped a few round stones beside the stove.

"Ah!" Just as he was putting the cabbage on the stove, he suddenly heard a bang, and the little master slipped and fell into a squatting position. On the ground, the charcoal fire in the stove fell out, and the little master screamed and screamed when it was hot.

"Ah, little master, are you okay?" Feng Qianyue secretly withdrew the hand that threw the hidden weapon with a smile in his eyes, then showed a panicked expression, walked over slowly, and helped the little master up.

The little master saw the ground at first glance, thought he was stepping on a stone, and cried in pain. What was even more worrying was that Princess Yan had spilled all the medicine.

"How can this be good?"

But at this time, a voice came from outside the door, saying, "Little Master, our princess sent me over to have a look, let me make the medicine, so as not to delay the matter of Little Master."

"It's that nanny's voice, what, what should I do?" the little master muttered to himself.

Feng Qianyue seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "Little Master, don't be afraid, just say that I broke it, and I won't blame you."

"This..." The little master had a troubled expression on his face.

"It's nothing to worry about, little master, you see, my legs and feet are inconvenient. If I say I broke it, some people will believe it. Besides, I'm not afraid of a rough person. I'll get two boards at most." Feng Qianyue said with a simple and honest face. The appearance moved the little master very much.

"Little master, I'm coming in." Just as he was speaking, the nanny had already walked in.

Seeing the medicine jar on the ground, she froze for a moment, and asked, "What...what's the matter, little master? Has the medicine been spilled? This is the only medicine the princess has."

"I……"

"Mother, it's me." Feng Qianyue rushed in front of the little master, knelt in front of the mother, and said, "Yes, it's me, I have bad legs and feet, I accidentally kicked the stove and broke the medicine jar , please punish me."

"You..." The little master was moved when he heard this.

"You?" Mammy looked at him coldly and said, "Since it's you, then follow me and go to the princess to plead guilty, otherwise, my old lady will bear the responsibility."

"Yes, mammy." Feng Qianyue got up from the ground, turned her head and nodded to the little master, and followed mammy out.

The little master quickly stood up and looked at the broken medicine jar guiltily. The old man outside walked in quickly, grabbed the little master anxiously and asked, "Little master, what's going on here? What's wrong with my son?" Taken away?"

(End of this chapter)