"His surname is 'Feng'?" Mingruo's eyes widened.

"Otherwise." Si Haochen pinched Mingruo's nose.

Mingruo felt that he was even more unfair than Dou E: "He said his name was Mu Ling, and I thought his surname was Mu..."

"..." Si Haochen felt guilty when he heard this, pretended to cough lightly, "Whatever he likes, his surname has nothing to do with us."

Ming Ruo really wanted to hehe Si Haochen to look like a name. This jealousy is so great that it doesn't matter much: "Let me go, hurry up."

"Okay." Si Haochen hugged Ming Ruo and fell under the tree.

Mingruo found that there were many pine and mushrooms growing under the pine trees in front, so he took a bamboo basket from the space and became a little girl picking mushrooms.

Si Haochen followed Mingruo and picked the mushrooms he picked: "Can this mushroom be used as medicine?"

"I picked it back and made dumplings. Today I have a lot of vinegar at home!" Ming Ruo looked serious.

"..." Si Haochen lowered his head and silently picked mushrooms.

The dinner that day was to eat pine and mushroom dumplings, and it also served with four dishes - sweet and sour tenderloin, old vinegar and peanuts, vinegar and black fungus and vinegar and cabbage.

Mingruo added vinegar to Si Haochen's plate with a smile: "Let's have a meal."

Si Haochen looked at the little princess' evil smile and felt a little cold behind her. The vinegar plate he had knocked over was sour and had to eat it even if it was sore...

Feng Muling opened his eyes and found himself lying on a carved bed. His memory was still stuck in his escape from the mine while he was in trouble and drifted out along the underground river. Due to exhaustion, he fell asleep in a reed marsh.

He found that his internal injuries were healed, and even his natal Gu was nourished, and he could rely on dormancy to repair himself. Since A Gu was dormancy, he could not know where this was and who saved him.

Feng Muling sat up on the bed, and was dizzy because he had not eaten for a long time. He forced himself to walk to the door and heard a girl talking: "This is meat porridge. If that young man wakes up, he will give it to him."

"yes."

Feng Muling felt that he had heard this sound somewhere. He had always had a good memory. He immediately found who this person was in his mind and pushed open the door with a slam.

Zisu and Chu Si looked into the door together and saw who it was. Zisu was so scared that he took a few steps back.

"It's you!" This weird guy pointed his sword at her neck made her feel that her life was threatened and she could recognize her even if she turned into ashes!

Feng Muling asked in a deep voice: "Is your girl who saved me?"

I really don’t know if the princess saved him, so Zi Su looked at Chu Si with inquiring eyes.

"It was my master and wife who saved the third prince." The fourth day of Chu was quite respectful, "You have a good rest, my master will come to see you tomorrow."

Feng Muling narrowed his eyes slightly, and his identity was easily seen through. It was not easy to save him.

Zisu looked at the stew pot he handed over to the fourth day of the lunar month. He had known that the porridge was for this "weird man" to drink, so he should add two spoons of salt. Zisu turned around and walked back in annoyance.

Looking at the stew pot in your hand in the fourth day of the lunar month: "Third Prince, do you want to drink porridge?"

Feng Muling did not show off his prince's airs and nodded approachably: "Okay."

On the fourth day of the lunar month, put the stewing pot on the table and lifted the lid: "Third Prince, please."

"Thank you." Feng Muling picked up the spoon and drank half a cup of porridge slowly before she could truly feel that she had come back to life.

Zi Su returned to the main courtyard and quickly replied: "Princess, when I went to deliver the porridge, I happened to see the man woke up."

Si Haochen raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the little princess sent someone to deliver food to Feng Muling. Thinking about the appearance of the prince carefully, well, it seems that he is not very "safe"...

"Oh." Ming Ruo didn't care much.

After Zi Su retreated, Si Haochen caught Ming Ruo in his arms: "Have you sent him porridge?"

"Dear Prince Yun, do you want to use some vinegar, pepper soup, hot and sour soup, etc. for breakfast tomorrow?" Mingruo put his head on Si Haochen's shoulder.

Thinking of the plate of vinegar during dinner, Si Haochen's teeth were sore now: "I'll just ask."

"Feng Muling is just an ordinary injury to me. I am giving him food because of Linglong." Mingruo was also helpless, "Linglong probably fell in love with him."

"Uh..." Although the little princess once said that love can transcend identity and age. But it is too exaggerated to transcend species! "Ahem, I wonder if Linglong wants to marry out or marry Feng Muling back?" Si Haochen couldn't help laughing.

Linglong: Baba Mama, what are you talking about? Why do you want to pair me with that man? I like his natal Gu!

"Hahaha..." Ming Ruo immediately imagined the scene where Feng Muling was wearing a big red wedding dress and was carried into the door by Linglong... As for marrying Linglong out? That's impossible. How can the butterfly raised by himself be taken away by other people's wolf cubs!

After breakfast the next day, Mingruo and Si Haochen went to see Feng Muling together. Mingruo gave Feng Muling an injection and left a bottle of snow elixir: "Two pills a day, and apply another injection tomorrow. When this bottle of elixir is finished, your injury will be healed."

"Thank you." Feng Muling bowed his fists.

Linglong flew over and sprinkled some golden powder on Feng Muling's face. Feng Muling's natal Gu slept even more deeply.

Feng Muling stared at Linglong in a daze and murmured softly: "Living... Gu Ling..."

"You can't do it if you want to get it back. It took me a lot of rare elixirs and medicinal materials." Ming Ruo recalled Linglong, "Hey? No, how can you see Linglong?"

Mingruo looked at Feng Muling suspiciously. He was only able to see Linglong in an invisible state when Linglong was "growing up" until he could communicate his spiritual sense. How did Feng Muling do it? (Your Highness Prince Yun: I can see it too, nothing strange about this? Mingruo: That's the effect of wearing "purple contact lenses", you are Versailles of Hongguoguo!)

"Because the Gu Spirit is the king of ten thousand Gu, and after I carry the Gu, I can naturally see the Gu King." Feng Muling said it for granted.

What the hell are the ‘king’ and ‘ queen’? Si Haochen’s face is so dark that it can drip ink. When this man gave the ‘Gu King’ to his princess, he was not kind! (Feng Muling: I am very ~ unfair~ ~)

"Oh." Mingruo said he understood. It would be fine if Linglong was the "king", then it must be their family going back to "marry". I haven't heard of anyone who rushed to the door.)

"My work is done, where are you?" Mingruo felt that Si Haochen had something to do with Feng Mu Ling when he came here. After all, the other party was the third prince of Xikang, and suddenly appeared in the capital of Donghuan. This was so strange.

Mingruo was actually "overwhelmed", and Si Haochen really came here with her. But in order to stay away from "sweet and sour" for lunch, "vinegar slips", "vinegar stirs" and other dishes: "I'll say a few words to the third prince."

"You guys talk." Mingruo turned around and left the room and closed the door. Her curiosity has always been limited, especially those related to political affairs.
Chapter completed!