"Feng Qingcheng... that's not true..." Mu Chenxiao's deep eyes suddenly entered her eyes, and said extremely rigorously: "It was the first time you couldn't forget this dream, so you felt depressed and remembered this dream frequently within this month..."

His seriousness made her heart relax a little, and her eyes flashed: "Really?"

"Of course it's true..." A smile appeared on Mu Chenxiao's lips and said firmly: "You are caused by worry... Maybe it's because we have been here for half a year and you haven't gone out to relax, so you're a little bit of random thoughts... Let's do it, if you have time, we'll go out for a walk..."

Feng Qingcheng nodded silently, although she still had some indescribable feelings in her heart, she consciously hid it away.

With a flash of eyes, she saw the firewood scattered by the bed.

"I said why did you disappear in the middle of the night? It turned out that you were holding firewood..."

"I woke up and saw that the fire in the wooden basin was about to be extinguished, so I went to the woodshed and took some..."

"Bang……"

A cold wind swelled into the room with snowflakes, causing the firewood that had already been extinguished in the brazier to circle up instantly.

Mu Chenxiao strongly brought the door, topped the door bolt, turned around and ignited the remaining fire in the brazier with a fire slit.

After some trouble, Feng Qingcheng never dared to fall asleep again. He curled up and sat beside the bed, watching him skillfully ignite the fire.

From the clumsyness in building a house half a year ago to the very skilled inside and out today, Feng Qingcheng felt a slight sourness in his heart.

It was she who turned a king into a rural farmer.

"Mu Chenxiao..."

"Um?"

"You said...what should I do if I didn't have you?"

Mu Chenxiao's movement suddenly stopped, his eyes trembled slightly in the darkness, and then he hung a smile on the corner of his lips, looking at him with evil eyes.

"What? I'm afraid that my husband will ask for another concubine, will you lose favor?"

His calm clouds and winds make Feng Qingcheng's heart even more dull.

That dream was pressing on her heart like a mountain.

She knew that that dream would definitely not be that simple.

But Mu Chenxiao was calm. She knew that he was pretending to be relaxed and didn't want her to worry, so she smiled.

"You are the only one who wants a concubine? Except me, who will follow you to live in this deserted mountain and ridge with fame and fortune?"

"Then what are you worried about?" Mu Chenxiao shrugged indifferently: "I am yours, you are yours... No one is competing with you, no one is competing with you..."

"Who said no one competed for me?" A bright red light flashed on Feng Qingcheng's cheek: "At that time, our children will still have to separate you from half..."

"Feng Qingcheng, you even eat your own child's jealous..." Mu Chenxiao curled his lips and looked at a strange smile: "You said, should I be happy, you have such deep affection for me?"

"cut……"

Feng Qingcheng suddenly glanced at him disdainfully. Just as he was about to ridicule him, he suddenly looked towards the door with his eyes wandering.

"Mu Chenxiao..."

"What?" Mu Chenxiao's face changed slightly in an instant: "What happened..."
Chapter completed!