Chapter 282

Feng Yu came to Su Yan's side, with a smile on his face.

Feng Yu has covered Su Yan's body with a long gown in her hand.

He grabbed the corner of his long gown and covered it.

And covered her bare arms.

After that, neither of them spoke again.

Feng Yu stood by and occasionally watched Su Yan finish eating the apples in her hand, drawing other fruits closer for her.

Until the sun sets in the west, the afterglow of sunset hangs in the sky.

A servant girl trembled and went to Suyan's front, kneeling on the ground. "The parchment you asked for has been collected."

Su Yan's eyes brightened.

"Get a fire. It's all on fire."

The maid was stunned, but she didn't dare to ask. She just rushed to answer the question

Su Yan thought about it and said, "come here and burn it. Look under my eyes."

"Yes"

soon, the handmaid should follow a dozen handmaidens, with a basin of parchment in her hand.

I went to the open space not far from the pavilion.

Then, the fire rose, poured oil, the fire was burning vigorously.

A basin of parchment rolls, they are all put into it.

An unpleasant, pungent smell came.

She turned her head sideways, and Feng Yu behind her reached out to cover her nose and mouth.

A cold and elegant fragrance, instantly covered up the pungent smell.

She looked up at Xiao Yu.

At this time, Yu lowered his eyes and leaned over to ask, "can the leader eat more fruit?"

Su Yan looks at him and nods in silence.

After half a sound, Su Yan has eaten the fourth apple.

But at last, the parchment roll was almost burnt.

Follow her and say, "put out the fire and see what's left in it."

Then, a dozen subordinates came to put out the fire with buckets of water.

After a cup of tea.

One of the subordinates came up with a tray and knelt on the ground. "The master, those parchment rolls have been burned to ashes. Only this parchment seems to be... Not afraid of fire."

Next to Feng Yu went to the subordinates and brought the tray with parchment to Su Yan.

He gave a little cry of

the "master"

Su Yan reached out and held the parchment in his hand.

There's nothing on it.

She tossed and turned.

If there is no accident, this should be Xiaohua's map of sword devil's tomb.

After all, Xiaohua said before that the map was in good condition.

How to show it?

She held it in her hand and looked at it for a while.

I didn't work it out.

As soon as she was silent, the air around her became cold.

The subordinates kneeling on the ground are shaking their legs. The whole person is not so much kneeling on the ground as falling on the ground.

His face was white. He thought he was angry and his life was about to end.

Feng Yu comes forward and smiles. "It's dark, master."

Su Yan heard the sound and raised her head from the map of sheepskin.

Then, listen to Feng Yu and say, "the Pope is hungry?"

"Yes?"

"Xiaoyu ordered people to prepare meals in the evening, which are all your favorite. There is also a stir fried crane meat to let you taste it."

Su Yan heard two words of crane and blinked

"crane meat?"

"Yes."

Next second, Su Yan throws the parchment roll to Feng Yu's hand.

Stand up and look serious

"go and eat."

Feng Yu suppresses the smile on his lips and nods his head