The thick fog was getting heavier and heavy. At noon that day, the fog was heavy, and even the camp tent could hardly be seen clearly.

After Qiao'er returned, she started to make snacks for Chu Qingge, and kept it covered in thick fog.

No matter what Feng Zao said to her, she ignored it.

There are many people in the kitchen, so it is not easy to get involved in the wind early.

If you say too much, Qiao'er will be embarrassed.

In the end, he had to leave for the time being.

However, when Qiaoer was giving Chu Qingge a snack, Qingge asked more: "I heard that the wind has been pestering you?"

"Princess, don't listen to those people's nonsense!" Qiao'er's face turned pale and she said anxiously.

"Those people are talking nonsense. It was clearly when I passed by the yard and saw Feng Zao coming out of the kitchen, and he was dejected."

"I don't know, I have nothing to do with him!"

"Really not?" Chu Qingge looked at her with his head tilted.

"It's really not!" Qiao'er firmly denied.

She looked at Qingge and was serious: "Princess, don't talk about me and Feng Shiwei anymore. I don't like him, and he can't like me. Princess said I'm going to be angry!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it." Seeing that she was really angry, Qingge raised her hands and surrendered.

"I really won't say it! Anyway, I don't want you to have any entanglements with the people in the Duke's Mansion. It's best not to like it. If you like it, it would be a bit troublesome."

With Qiaoer's gentle temperament, if she marrys into the Duke's Mansion, she will definitely be bullied to death.

Qiao'er didn't say anything else and was busy preparing her the next snack.

"Actually, I can't eat too much, so don't mess around."

Qingge took another bite of green mulberry paste.

But I couldn't hear Qiao'er's response.

Looking around, the girl was holding two leaves of vegetable, her eyes were dull.

She was about to get her to pull the leaves, but she still didn't react at all.

Qingge suddenly had a headache.

Do you really don't like it?

Now, it seems to be a little troublesome...

The heavy fog that day did not fade slightly until nightfall.

According to Qingge's budget, the heavy fog will fade much tomorrow morning and you can set off early the morning after tomorrow.

Although Feng Liye was very stingy with her, he didn't even want to lend her a terrain map.

But she has always been a very generous person. Since she has a little understanding of astronomy, she should share information.

As soon as he walked outside Feng Liye's camp, Chu Qingge's heart tightened before he could get close.

In the tent, the prince's light cough sounded.

The cough was very mild, but low, with a sense of tolerance and a hint of hoarseness from the internal organs.

In contact with his slightly pale face during the day, the symptoms and depression in his heart were clearly not resolved.

If this continues, it will be detrimental to the body.

Especially the prince is still a stubborn master, and this doesn't seem to be a disease, so it's impossible for him to let the doctor treat him.

If you have a long illness and become sick, if you continue like this, from shallow to deep, you will always become so severe that it will become uncontrollable.

Qingge just hesitated for a while and turned back to his tent.

Doctors, parents' hearts.

She does not admit that it is mixed with other feelings.

I took the medicine box and came over. Before I entered the door, I heard the people inside talking: "Brother Ye, I am wrong today. I will admit my mistake with you."

There is no other one who can call Prince Li like this except Chu Weiyun.

"Brother Ye, I really know I was wrong. In fact, before leaving, Aunt Yue had told me that things like feelings should not be forced."
Chapter completed!