The Heroine is a Real Boss

Seeing Qin Xiang's lonely and sad face, the last bit of resentment in Fengci's heart disappeared.

"This matter is not what you wanted, and you are an innocent person. My Highness never blamed you." I just think you are too troublesome.

Faced with Feng Ci's comfort, Qin Xiang's lips twitched invisibly when he met his obviously different gaze.

"Thank you Your Highness, Your Highness is very kind." Qin Xiang curled his lips into an innocent and bright smile.

Seeing Qin Xiang's innocent, heartless and simple (stupid) appearance, Feng Ci's expression paused, and his heart was complicated.

No wonder he was deceived by Feng Lin.

He should say that Qin Xiang is indeed Qin Feng's younger sister, just like Qin Feng, it's okay to be careless, she doesn't even have the heart to guard against others.

Thinking of this, Feng Ci thought of Father Qin again...

Brother and sister Qin Feng and Qin Xiang must have inherited General Qin. They have high martial arts skills, but they don't have the slightest city mansion.

Fortunately, General Qin was lucky to meet his wife.

It's also fortunate that the General Zhen Guo's mansion has the general's wife in charge, otherwise, with the nature of the father and daughter, they might have been eaten alive by those wolves and beasts as soon as they returned to Shengjing.

While Feng Ci was in a daze, Qin Xiang suddenly leaned over to his side, without any defense between men and women, so he just grabbed his wrist and started to feel his pulse...

"By the way, Your Highness, is your wind chill better?"

Accompanied by the girl's sudden approach, a faint fragrance lingered and broke into his sense of smell abruptly.

It was a sweet peach fragrance... It was inexplicably familiar, and for a moment, Feng Ci's expression was obviously taken aback.

"The wind and cold are not a serious problem, but His Highness's body is too weak..." Qin Xiang said with a complicated expression after feeling his pulse.

She didn't tell lies, let alone to find something to chat with Fengci.

But Fengci's body is really weak...

"Your Highness was poisoned when you were young?" Qin Xiang hesitated for a moment and asked.

Hearing this, Feng Ci woke up suddenly, and immediately withdrew his hand, not letting Qin Xiang touch him again.

Seeing that Feng Ci seemed to be very repulsive and taboo about this matter, Qin Xiang stopped talking, silently withdrew his hand, and stepped aside.

Feng Ci glanced at her, her thin lips moved, but she still didn't speak.

The two looked at each other in silence...

Until Qin's father happily came from the kitchen with hot dishes.

"Your Highness, come, quickly taste how my craftsmanship is, whether it is better than before."

Hearing this, Feng Ci was startled invisibly.

then……

Those days at the border are one of the few fond memories of Fengci.

In those days at the border, there was no intrigue, no prudence.

During those days at the border, there were laughter and laughter that couldn't tell who was who.

The smiles in the barracks, the smiles in Qin's family...

Those days were very easy, so easy that he once didn't want to leave, didn't want to leave.

pity……

Fengci controlled herself and didn't think about it anymore, turned around and walked into the front hall, looking at the table full of rich dishes, Fengci rarely let go of her guard, and curled her lips into a relaxed and happy smile.

"Your Highness, try it quickly and see if it suits your appetite."

Qin's father was very enthusiastic, and enthusiastically took the bowls and chopsticks and put the vegetables in front of Fengci.

Feng Ci hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and reached out to take it.

The dishes enter the mouth, and the familiar taste spreads in the mouth...

With memories of the past flooding my mind...

"good to eat."

After a long while, Feng Ci reluctantly swallowed the dishes in his mouth, looked at Father Qin with a smile and nodded in approval.