The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

While thinking——

Jiang Yunluo saw Ling Fengshuo walking over with a red skirt in his hand.

"Let's go with red. Sure enough, red suits you better."

The word red in Jiang Yunluo's mind instantly dissipated.

Depend on.

What's up with this way that he seems to understand so well?

Speechlessly, Jiang Yunluo took the clothes and put them on quickly.

Just when he was about to speak again to drive people away——

"My lord."

Yan'er suddenly turned back again and walked in with a dinner plate in her hand.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Jiang Yunluo and smiled.

"Princess, the prince made this for you early in the morning. Eat it while it's hot."

Ling Fengshuo went to the kitchen to start the fire before dawn, which shocked Yan'er and Beichen who had gotten up early.

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, and she looked at the dinner plate, and found that it was indeed filled with her favorite food.

This little girl Yan'er is also a very naughty girl. After saying good things to Ling Fengshuo, she put down her dinner plate and ran away without looking back.

Then there was someone’s doting voice——

"The water for washing has been prepared for you. Clean up and come and eat."

This considerate service and attitude made Jiang Yunluo feel dazed for a moment.

The Ling Fengshuo in front of me...

It really looks like the one from before, merged with him when he lost his memory.

Not to mention a drastic change in personality.

It has indeed changed a lot.

And she still remembered what she said before.

Ling Fengshuo looks like this...

It's quite likable.

Ling Fengshuo didn't miss the flash of confusion in her eyes, so he simply stepped forward and took her hand, bringing her over.

Another chuckle.

"I didn't expect that one day I would get used to doing these things. Don't think too much about it. You can let me take care of you. I couldn't ask for more."

The way he spoke was exactly the same as when he lost his memory.

At that time, he could only tolerate Jiang Yunluo in his eyes.

What he thinks about most every day is not to make her work too hard, to cook something delicious that will make her happy, and to hold her in his arms and watch her sleeping peacefully in his arms under the moonlight, which will satisfy him. Incredible.

Finally...

If only it could stay like this.

But now, it seems not much different from then.

As long as she doesn't resist, he is willing to take care of her like this for the rest of his life.

The two of them sat at the table with their own thoughts.

Without her needing to do anything, the chopsticks and spoon were already handed to the table.

Jiang Yunluo took a bite and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"how is the taste?"

"It's okay."

Jiang Yunluo gave two words coldly.

But my heart was in a mess.

Gee.

As expected of the apprentice she taught, Ling Fengshuo is now ready to make these simple home-cooked dishes...

Thinking about it, the corners of his lips couldn't help but bring up a smile.

He was afraid of being discovered by the people next to him, so he quickly suppressed it.

Then suddenly I heard him say again: "By the way, those people watching outside your window suddenly withdrew early this morning."

"Withdrawn?"

Jiang Yunluo was startled and looked out the window subconsciously.

Ling Fengshuo also looked over and frowned slightly: "I have asked Mo Ying and Black Eagle to check it again, and indeed there is no one there."

"This……"

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, and she couldn't figure out what Jiang Rongyuan meant.

Could it be that what she said yesterday had an effect?

But if Uncle Huang's suspicion could be dispelled in a few words, there wouldn't be so many troubles.

Or……

Does he have other plans?

Thinking about it, people can't help but start to be in a trance.

Then I heard the table being knocked lightly twice.

"Eat first, don't think too much, no one is watching, and you can be more free."

Jiang Yunluo's eyes followed the sound and landed on Ling Fengshuo's fingertips.

His fingers are long and slender with well-defined joints. If you look closely, you can see that there is a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips, which is caused by years of sword practice.

But now, there were a few small, invisible wounds on the sides of his fingers.

"What happened to your hands?"

Jiang Yunluo asked subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ling Fengshuo's fingertips suddenly shrinking, as if he had discovered some secret.

Jiang Yunluo frowned even more and was about to ask.

"So careful?"

Ling Fengshuo suddenly laughed.

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

when she didn't ask.

Jiang Yunluo gave up the idea of ​​exploring for a moment and continued to drink porridge with her head down.

She was just curious.

But someone's happiness was undisguised, and his fingertips wrapped around her free hand.

"It's just a small injury. It was done accidentally. It's not a problem."

"Oh."

Jiang Yunluo continued to drink porridge.

To Ling Fengshuo, this level of injury was not even considered an injury, at most it was a broken skin.

Why did she ask just now?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I shouldn't speak, but I never took my hand away.

I don’t know if I forgot or something else.

at this time--

"My lord, the time has come."

Black Hawk's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Ah."

Ling Fengshuo responded.

Then Jiang Yunluo asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Miscellaneous matters in the palace."

He simply answered and stood up.

Jiang Yunluo's hand was also slightly raised.

She was about to break free——

Then I felt a sudden warmth on the back of my hand.

Ling Fengshuo lowered his eyes and kissed her very seriously.

Jiang Yunluo's pupils shrank slightly.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but the other party had already let go first, turned around and opened the door.

Outside.

Black Hawk lowered his head and looked away.

If it were Mo Ying, his eyes would have glanced between the two of them several times.

"Let's go."

Ling Fengshuo strode down the stairs.

Black Eagle saluted Jiang Yunluo and hurried to follow.

The thumping footsteps gradually faded away.

But the heartbeat at the same frequency showed no tendency to slow down at all.

Jiang Yunluo stared at the door for a long time, then slowly raised her right hand and covered the back of her left hand that had just been kissed.

The feeling of that moment still seems to remain on the skin.

There also seemed to be a hint of cold air on his body.

Even the breakfast in front of him was made by him.

It seems like there are traces of him everywhere in this small room.

It seems like this book is...

A room for the two of them.

half an hour-

Jiang Yunluo slowly let go of her hand, lowered her head and stared at the back of her hand, somewhat lost in thought.

like……

It’s okay not to admit it.

Ling Fengshuo was special to her.

It doesn't matter whether they are enemies or they coexist peacefully.

Even in some aspects, the two of them are actually similar, and they even have the same ideas.

It seems that this person has always been in front of her since the first day she came here.

She has long been used to it...

You can also see that he is indeed changing.

Once you have this understanding, all the emotions that were hidden in the past seem to come out in an instant!

Like a flower, plant, or tree that has received nourishment, it quickly takes root and sprouts in my heart, spreading its branches and leaves to every corner of my heart.

Jiang Yunluo was a little confused by this sudden realization.

He put down the dishes hastily and locked himself in the room alone.

But not long after it was quiet——