But this is enough to make the scenery happy. God knows that she has been suffocating for a few days when no one is talking. She is afraid to frighten him. She thinks for a while and says, "my name is scenery. It's The little fairy on the willow outside is not a ghost. "

"You are a fairy, why can't I see you?"

"My mana is low and my accomplishments are not high. I can't turn into substance. Of course you can't see it." At the beginning, I found that the next one became more and more logical.

"Oh." He answered, and sat down in the corner of the bed with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Feng sat at the head of the bed and asked, "you haven't told me your name yet?"

"I don't have a name." He was born in the prison. If he had no royal birthmark on his body, he would have died on the guillotine with his unknown mother. The eunuch who raised him died four years ago. He was very nice, but his brain was full of pedantic ideas. Even if no one recognized him as the prince, he offered him up like a master and named him. The old eunuch would never dare.

Scenery can imagine how difficult his situation is. She said with a smile, "if there is no name, I'll take one for you, eh My name is scenery, so you call it Fengyan, OK? The wind is unrestrained, and the smoke is also unrestrained. The little guy will be an unrestrained, free and unrestrained person in the future. "

He raised his head, for a long time, his small mouth moved, "good..."

Scenery subconsciously raised his hand to touch his head, like a breeze, blowing in his head, "then you call my sister, xiaofengyan."

"Well." It's cute.

Since the absence of ah Wan, the palace people seem to have forgotten the existence of wind and smoke, and no one else has taken the place of ah wan to deliver food. However, the scenery is so happy that no one will bully the child again. She will always solve the problem of eating. She enjoys raising this little guy for nothing.

"Xiaofengyan, I haven't asked how old you are." The scenery sits on the tree, the foot is fluttering.

There is a well in the yard. He is working hard to draw water. Although Fengjing wants to help, she has just gone to the imperial dining room to steal it. The power of contacting the real object has not yet returned.

"I'm twelve," he said, holding the bucket

It's twelve! She thought that he would not be over ten years old at most. The child was lack of nutrition and grew up to be smaller than his peers. She could not bear to see him. "Twelve years old, still young."

Standing in the yard, he began to undress.

"Hello, xiaofengyan, what are you doing?"

"Washing clothes." He thought about it and said, "take a bath by the way."

"It's good to be clean, but are you going to wash the cold water? Besides, you're not going to wash clothes naked

"I don't have any other clothes." There was a pause in his movements.

After a long time, the scenery said, "it's OK for you to wash cold water in summer, what to do in winter?"

Wind and smoke unties the belt, "nature is the same as summer."

The scenery really wants to burst into a curse. He comes over with cold water in winter. Somehow, his life is big. He has not been frozen to death, nor has he been ill. This child is at least the son of the emperor. Even the son of an ordinary family is not necessarily so cheap. Calculate his age. Now he is only the sixth grade of primary school. He secretly reviles the evil feudal society. Scenery does it A decision was made.

When xiaofengyan wanted to take off all her clothes, she stood up and turned her back and said, "xiaofengyan, you can rest assured that your sister will let you live a good life."

With that, the scenery floated down from the trees and left the dilapidated yard.

Fengyan raised his head and looked at the tiny branches and leaves on the tree. As always, he did not have any expression. He raised the bucket, and a bucket of water splashed down from the top of his head.

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