He pretended to be condescending, but in fact, he wanted Feng er to eat some too.
Feng Er probably had a hard time understanding Xia Ling's thoughts. He silently took the tits and ate at the side.
After eating, he looked at her and suddenly turned around to leave.
After another quarter of an hour, he brought back a roasted rabbit.
Four tits could only satisfy the appetite of a rich young lady like her. He roasted the rabbit, was he afraid that she would not be full?
Eating roasted meat so early in the morning, Xia Ling could not eat much anyway.
She tore off a rabbit leg, tasted it, and gave the rest to Feng Er.
The two of them shared another rabbit.
Surprisingly, Feng Er's favorable impression of Xia Ling did not change.
Xia Ling frowned, feeling that Feng Er's mood was a little off.
But the rabbit had just been eaten, and not long after Feng Er went into hiding, the sound of staggering footsteps came from the door.
"Yan 'er, I'm back. "
Sima Zhao was covered in dirt, and his coarse clothes were torn. He came back in a very sorry state, carrying a basket on his back.
"You must be hungry. I brought you some buns. "
He took the buns from the basket. The buns looked cold and hard, and it was hard to tell how long they had been cold.
"I'm not hungry. Some kind-hearted people from the village came to visit and brought me some gruel. Silang, what happened to you? You didn't come back last night, and I was worried sick. Unfortunately, I couldn't get my feet off the ground, so I could only be anxious in the house. " Xia Ling was full Naturally, she rejected this Bun.
Sima Zhao was a little ashamed "I followed the village's ox-cart into the city and hid for the whole night. There were people outside searching for us. I covered my face in the morning, and only then did I exchange the banknote I brought with me for one. Yan 'er, since you're with me, I can't let you live too hard. "
"Silang... " Xia Ling was touched.
The members of the royal family were all good actors. Sima Zhao must have eaten and slept well last night. This morning, in order to put on an act in front of her, he was actually willing to get dirty. It was also a huge investment!
"You've been running around all night, so you definitely didn't have time to eat. This bun, why don't you come and eat it? HMM? " Xia Ling "virtuous" advised.
Sima Zhao's hands were covered with dirt. This cold and hard bun, to put it bluntly, could be used as a murder weapon even if it was used to smash people.
"... uh, I ate a bun on the way and I'm not too hungry now,"Sima Zhao replied, his tone slightly stiff ...
Xia Ling knew that Sima Zhao would definitely not eat this bun. In other words, he was deliberately trying to disgust him.
Sima Zhao's gaze shifted from the thatched cottage to the other side of the topic. "lingling, don't worry about this bun for now. With money in our hands, we can go to the mountain chieftain to discuss finding a place to live. This shabby thatched cottage is really unfair to you. "
He looked at Xia Ling tenderly. Even though he was in a sorry state, the affection for Xia Ling could still be seen in his eyes.
"after I've arranged everything, we'll get married. "
Xia Ling felt goosebumps all over her body as he looked at her.
Getting married, this was Sima Zhao's true goal, right?
He curled his lips slightly, and Xia Ling also acted naturally and shyly.
"everything will be arranged by Shiro. "
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A hint sounded in her mind again.
Xia Ling:"...". ...
Did Feng Er know what it meant to act on a whim!
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After hearing Xia Ling's words, Sima Zhao hurriedly went out to organize things.
Xia Ling pretended that her feet hurt, but not only did she not do anything, she even asked Sima Zhao to get someone to boil water and bathe for her.
During the day, Sima Zhao was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. With the help of his secret guards and strategists, he finally tidied up a bridal chamber for the wedding.