For example, it's not that he doesn't understand many things, but that others can't make him understand. Only she can teach him what it means to be confused, worry, fear, and... sad.
Only, her.
On the opposite side, Feng Zhiwei stared at him blankly, he leaned over, sat a little closer, and took her finger.
Feng Zhiwei looked at him in shock—he had picked her up and dragged her before, all in order to save her in a critical situation, and he took the initiative to contact her like this on weekdays for no reason, and this seemed to be the first time.
He took her finger to touch Zhizhi's pink cheek.
"Warm," he said, "comfortable."
The two pen monkeys stretched out their fur claws, and those who were unwilling to be left behind also rushed to touch them.
The unlucky baby couldn't bear the ravages of the two monkeys, and cried out with a wow.
Feng Zhiwei closed her eyes.
Young Master Gu... Is this comforting her
She closed her eyes, did not speak, did not move.
After a long time, there was a thin stream of water slowly flowing down from the corner of his eyes. ==
In the middle of the night, the tent rolled into a pile, and Gu Nanyi refused to leave, sleeping on her carpet with a doll on her stomach and two monkeys on her stomach.
There is a nanny in the team, but Gu Nanyi often takes her to sleep by herself, knowing that she is a very good child, and rarely makes trouble at night, every night at Yin time, she will pee on time, and the young master will also wake up on time to pee.
Feng Zhiwei laid out another rug and slept on it, with both hands on the pillow, it was a bit funny to think that the big guys were used to seeing it, and He Lianzheng was generous enough to let his "princess" and others Men live together.
Sleeping until midnight, I suddenly felt a light somewhere, and then I heard some faint movements.
She hurriedly got up and went out of the tent, He Lianzheng and others also got up, looking at the other side of the river - the river is surging, the water is incessantly, and the other bank, which is ten feet wide, seems to be very restless, with fires lit everywhere, and there are faint people in the fire Shadows flickered, and there were screams.
"what happened?"
"There are two possibilities." He Lianzheng said, "Either something happened inside the Pixiu Department, and the grassland is very unstable recently, or someone tricked us into crossing the river at night."
"How loyal is the Pixiu Department to the royal court?"
"No way." He Lianzheng sneered, "White Deer, Blue Bird, and Firefox are the loyal subordinates of the royal court. The outlying territories of the Twelve Clans of Zhuo will naturally not be my father's most loyal subjects."
"Oh." Feng Zhiwei turned around lightly, "Alright then, sleep."
Everyone followed her and turned around, not even taking a second look at the miserable cry for help.
"He Lianzheng, who killed a thousand knives! Your old mother is dead and you still stay there?" A faint scream suddenly came from the other side.
He Lianzheng suddenly turned around.
Feng Zhiwei murmured: "Whose voice is scarier than ten Zhizhi crying?"
There was a bigger fire in the distance, and a figure of a person was vaguely seen. It seemed to be jumping and jumping in the fire, waving something in his hand, and his voice was amazing, which could be heard ten feet away in such a noisy night. Come from the other side, "Helian bastard! Helian little bastard! Zadalan Yinerji! Get the hell out of here! Immediately! Immediately!"
In the light of the fire, He Lianzheng stared blankly at the other side, his complexion changed from blue to purple, colorful and beautiful.
Ba Biao was also staring blankly at the other side, then suddenly turned around holding his head and left.
"Who is Zadalan Yin'erji?" Feng Zhiwei frowned, suddenly having a bad premonition in his heart.
No way…
"It's me..." He Lianzheng replied dryly as he stood numbly.
"Auspicious little baby..." The jumping figure on the opposite bank seemed to find that the swearing was useless, and immediately changed his strategy, waving the long stick in his hand, and screamed, "Auspicious little baby, good luck, Auspicious little thousand years old, auspicious little boy... Your mother is about to die, the Jinpeng department murderer wants to capture your beautiful mother to become the Yan clan, if you don't come again, you will call Hongjila Jinpeng to be your father! "
Auspicious little baby... Feng Zhiwei squinted at He Lianzheng, and decided not to ask who it was. Judging by his expression, he could almost die.
"Liu Mudan!" He Lianzheng jumped up suddenly, and yelled at the other side in a rage, "Go to hell! You go to marry! You go and sleep with Hongjila Jinpeng! You wait for the next time you meet me, and your The adulterers knelt down and called me Father Khan!"
Feng Zhiwei staggered... What kind of person is this... What kind of conversation is this...
Ms. Liu Mudan on the opposite side, when she heard this sentence, she suddenly changed her crying voice, "Ji Gouer, you heartless bastard! My mother gave birth to a half-month-old puppy! Pulled you up with shit and piss , my mother eats grass and squeezes out milk. When the milk grows up, you are a wolf cub who can't support a family! You don't take revenge when your father dies, and you don't care if your mother is going to be put to sleep. Why didn't my mother take you Throw it in a piss bucket and drown? You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you... I will drown myself now, and I will strangle you to death like a ghost!"
She cried and waved and ran towards the bank, making a look of committing suicide. The river bank is so long, she ran from one end to the other, and from the other end to this end, running back and forth four times in a row. If you don't jump, countless people will follow behind, unable to catch up with that sturdy big foot.
Feng Zhiwei opened his mouth wide, which is rare in a thousand years, and looked at the sorcerer opposite—difficult labor for half a month! You are still alive!
He Lianzheng, who has been reduced from Helian to Zadalan Yinerji to auspicious baby to auspicious dog, has never stopped the colorful face. He stared at the witch on the opposite side, stomped his feet for a long time, and went to hate Walking in the camp, walking a few steps and then stopping, stopping and walking, even turning in circles on the spot.
Feng Zhi sighed slightly.
Obviously, this sorceress-level person with extraordinary demeanor and extraordinary temperament is the concubine of the Prairie King, He Lianzheng's mother, and the previous princess of Shunyi. A woman, but sadly, she is indeed He Lianzheng's mother.
No wonder Lao Wang didn't marry all ten wives, and there were only four in Wang's tent—this concubine is so special.
Feng Zhiwei squinted her eyes and looked at the opposite bank for a quarter of an hour, alas, this river is really difficult to jump, it took eight round trips.