Feng Sufei looks at Nanrong Huai'an. He can't help thinking about it. His face is hot.

Nanrong Huai'an didn't think about anything else, as if the action just now was the most natural thing.

He ate his meal gracefully, looked up casually, looked at Feng Sufei's red face, and he was slightly shocked.

Nanrong Huai'an thought that Feng Sufei's injury before, coupled with her running so fast this morning, made her sweat.

He was a little worried and reached out to touch Feng Sufei's forehead. "Do you have a cold? Is there a fever? "

Feng Sufei instinctively wants to avoid the approach of Nanrong Huai'an, but is given another hand by Nanrong Huai'an. "Don't move, you may have a fever."

Nanrong Huai'an touched the head of fengsufei, a little hot. He frowned, "you have a fever."

Feng Sufei touched his face and his forehead. "Is it hot? Why didn't I feel it? "

Nanrong Huai'an touched the palm of Sufei's hand again. "You touch the palm yourself, it's all hot."

Feng Sufei didn't feel it, but she could feel the temperature of Nanrong Huai'an by touching her palm.

Feng Sufei looked at Nanrong Huai'an's frown and shook his head. He said, "it's OK. It's just a fever. It doesn't matter."

Nan Rong Huai'an's eyes lock the eyes of Feng Sufei deeply. "It doesn't matter. You don't take your body seriously. You really can't take care of yourself."

When I say the last sentence, Nanrong Huai'an's tone is with a sigh of helplessness.

Feng Sufei is stunned. He Is he concerned about himself?

After having this idea, Feng Sufei quickly shakes her head. How can it be possible for her not to be amorous and worry about these emotions.

After Feng Sufi calmed down his mind, his heart returned to peace and there was no more disturbance.

Nanrong Huai'an immediately calls to arrange for someone to go down the mountain.

After hanging up the phone, Nanrong Huai'an said to Feng Sufei, "I wanted to take you here for a few days so that you can take care of your injuries, but now you have a fever, so we can only go down the mountain."

Feng Sufei nodded. "In fact, it's really suitable for self-cultivation. If there are no assassins, it will make people comfortable."

"Well, if you like, we'll come here later."

Feng Sufi shook his head. "This is not for me."

It's very comfortable here. It's easy to smooth people's heart and passion. But she doesn't allow herself to forget hatred. It's better to go down the mountain.

As he spoke, Feng Sufei fainted.

"Sophie, Sophie..."

Nanrong Huai'an holds Feng Sufei and pats her face gently, but she still doesn't wake up.

Nanrong Huai'an can only let the shadow guard appear in the dark, and hurry down the mountain with Feng Sufei.

……

After Feng Sufei fainted, the whole soul seemed to float away from her body, as if she had returned to the time when she was queen.

Back to grandma's time.

"Grandma, don't leave. Don't leave Yan'er."

"Yan'er, if you remember grandma's words, you can go to love Si Jue Shen, but don't trust him all. You can't trust him all. Don't tell him the royal secret and what you have learned."

"Grandma, why?"

"Don't ask why, listen to grandma, you want to think, the most outstanding people are not willing to marry you, why they will take the initiative to love you, one person attracts another person, if not their own charm, identity and background, do you think?"

"Grandma, I He said that he liked me. He said that there were no simple girls like me. Besides, grandma, someone loved me so much. I cherish them very much. Those who don't love me, I won't like them either. "