Feng Sufei can't wait to get out of bed and come to the big vase. She can't help but want to count the total number of roses.

At this moment, Feng Sufei's heart seems to have changed back to the girlhood, becoming pure.

She can't help but start to count how many flowers childishly.

The maid next to her wanted to tell her majesty that she was held by another maid and whispered, "it's fun in love. You don't understand. Don't disturb the queen and affect her Majesty's good mood."

Feng Sufei began to count one by one, counting, and all wanted to laugh.

In fact, what she wants is to be taken care of by Nanrong Huai'an as a little girl.

She has a sweet feeling in her heart.

Feng Sufei counted it several times, but he didn't feel tired. He seemed to enjoy it.

In fact, it's not to count how many, but because she wants to feel that love.

Actually, there is a card. Feng Sufei knows it's 99 at a glance.

Feng Sufei takes out the card, which is still the word of Nanrong Huai'an, and writes a line of words, "Sufei, I love you."

Looking at these words, Feng Sufei's eyes are sore and hot.

To tell you the truth, Feng Sufei's heart was touched and throbbing.

Although it's a few simple words, the word "love" can bring people different feelings at any time.

Feng Sufei looked at the card and looked at it carefully again and again.

Reading these words in my heart, all the happy ones can bloom.

At this time, she seemed to hear the wind, the sound of wind bells, there is a clear tone, as if ringing in the heart, let people's mood become better.

Feng Sufei looks up and sees who has hung a string of wind bells in front of the windowsill. When the wind blows, it will drive the wind bells to ring.

It's her favorite voice.

Feng Sufei's eyes all brightened up, which was the brightness of the bright light.

She really has a sense of surprise.

Before Feng Sufei asked, the maid beside said: "Your Majesty, this is the wind bell made by Nanrong Shaozhu himself. Let's hang it here and say you will like it."

The moving light flashed in the eyes of Feng Sufei.

In my sleep, that crisp tone came from this.

She had a good sleep!

I didn't expect that Nanrong Huai'an is really careful.

He said to start again, he really began to pay.

Hand made?

Feng Sufei reaches out to touch the wind chime. Her movements are light and light. She cherishes the things sent by Nanrong Huai'an.

And he did it himself.

Feng Sufei can't imagine how Nanrong Huai'an folded and strung them up with a bell hanging underneath?

She can't do it!

In fact, she always wanted a wind chime. She didn't tell Nanrong Huai'an or how he thought about it.

In fact, when a person really wants to be good to another person, his heart will naturally thin, become gentle, think what you think, think what you think.

This time, Feng Sufei really realized that she was cared about by Nanrong Huai'an and could really feel that love.

Unlike before, she always can't guess the heart of Nanrong Huai'an.

This time, Feng Sufei has faith in the love of Nanrong Huai'an.

While Feng Sufei was still in a trance, the palace maid reminded her, "Your Majesty, Nanrong young master, I heard that you are awake, and you have prepared your meal. I will wait for you to eat."

Feng Sufei was stunned and blinked. "That's more Kung Fu. He'll make breakfast? No, you told him? "