Chang Xi weighed the weight of these four words, walked up and asked in a low voice: "That... Prince, the small punishment and the big precepts... are the small punishment methods? What is the big precept method? Please make it clear."

Bai Jinnian glanced at Chang Xi.

Chang Xi smiled awkwardly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to grasp it well." He knew that his prince was a person who cherished talent. Although Feng Changqing was a woman, he was still very outstanding.

It was obviously a gentle face, but the gaze in Bai Jinnian's eyes was shrewd and cold.

Chang Xi gritted his teeth and forced himself to wait.

After a while.

"Arson, escape slaves, punish them with the things they have committed."

Explain clearly and clearly.

Chang Xi bowed and said, "Yes, the young one knows."

It seems that when I go tomorrow, I will bring a team of people.

...

...

Feng Changqing and Ajing ate something briefly and returned to their yard.

When she entered the yard, she remembered that the little hedgehog was still hanging in the empty house upstairs.

She hated that guy very much, but she didn't want to kill anyone.

He barely maintained a normal posture along the way, and now he couldn't help but feel pain. Feng Changqing limped upstairs.

Ajing pursed her lips tightly, stepped forward in two steps, and directly held Feng Changqing half back and half on her shoulders.

Feng Changqing was speechless. After thinking about it, Ajing refused.

Feng Changqing knew that the child was angry.

After leaving the small yard in the afternoon, he carried himself all the way. Feng Changqing was afraid that he would be tired of him, so he had to get down by himself after walking, but he was very keen and found that she was still limping when she was walking, so he squatted in front of her and insisted on carrying her.

If Feng Changqing was not allowed to bear it, he would show that sad and stubborn look.

Feng Changqing knew that he felt sorry for him, so he let him go.

After it got dark, Feng Changqing bought clothes, shoes and socks in a small shop and was about to go home.

She couldn't let her father and Xiaodie worry, and naturally she couldn't let them know that she was injured, so she insisted on supporting her body and walked in step by step.

Ajing is not happy.

Feng Changqing couldn't make sense to him, and finally said coldly: "If you do this again, you will go back and forth."

This sentence is A Jing's fatal point.

He really became very obedient.

After entering the house, after dinner, I returned to this small yard.

He kept his head down and made people unable to see his expression, but now there is no one anymore. He can always carry her on his back, right? He just doesn't want her to hurt, but he just doesn't like her limping and walking.

Feng Changqing had no choice but to caress his hair, "Okay, I've gone upstairs, let me down."

Ajing didn't call her or put her down. She carried her to her room, put her on the bed and sat down. She turned around and stood in front of Feng Changqing, holding her clothes with her hands. Her movements were like a child who did something wrong.

After being stubborn, he was afraid that Feng Changqing would be serious about what he said, and he was afraid of being abandoned.

Feng Changqing sighed.

She was not married or had children in her previous life. Her only younger brother was protected by her mother when she was young and she was disdainful to talk to her. After she grew up, she almost had no communication except asking for money.

She really doesn't know how to coax him.

In her eyes, Ajing is a child with a lack of mind.

After a while of silence, she patted the seat beside her and pulled him to sit down.

In the space, Tang Jin looked at this scene and thought to himself what she would say to make the idiot in her original body happy?

Feng Changqing raised his hand and clicked on Ajing's potential.

Ajing's vision slowly faded and fell on Feng Changqing's shoulders.

Tang Jin:...

Sure enough, I can't expect a little from her.

Feng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. Apart from this simple and quick method, she was too lazy to use her brain. When she woke up tomorrow, she would have forgotten about what happened today.

She moved Ajing to the bed and put it on, covered it with a quilt, and quickly turned to the empty house there, but only saw a rope on the floor and an oversized...ghost face on the floor.

With cow eyes and fangs, he holds a knife in his left hand and an axe in his right hand.

Feng Changqing seemed to be able to see the little hedgehog gritting her teeth and reminding her that she would definitely take revenge.

Feng Changqing snorted and said, "If he dares to come, he will definitely clean up his body!"

His house was occupied by Ajing, so Feng Changqing went to Ajing's house to rest.

She has always been at ease with the situation and has no habit of recognizing the bed, so she can sleep anywhere.

But before going to bed, she had to bandage the wound and apply some medicine.

She took off her shoes and sat on the bed, slowly lifting up her trousers.

The wound was bandaged randomly in the afternoon with a cloth strip. Now the cloth strip is connected with the dry blood stains, and it hurts when you move.

She gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and tried to remove the cloth strip, but found it difficult and it hurt even more when she pulled it.

In the space, Tang Jin looked at her coldly for a while, and saw her taking scissors to cut off the cloth strips on the edge of the wound, and then tearing them a little bit...

All he could see was only through Feng Changqing's eyes, and now he looked at the bloody and bloody skin enlarged in front of him, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Come in." Tang Jin said coldly.

"What are you doing?" She hurriedly pulled away the cloth strips and had no time to pay attention to him.

Tang Jin chirped: "If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will become disabled."

Tang Jin said again: "There is a cabinet ten steps in front of you, and there are several bottles and jars in the cabinet, and they all come in."

Feng Changqing:...

Why is he so clear?

Feng Changqing paused and took the things in as he instructed.

Tang Jin was still dressed in the same silver outfit, noble and cold, and a big pineapple wood bed on his chin.

Feng Changqing limped over and sat down.

Tang Jin took a teacup on the stone table, opened the bottles and jars one by one, and then poured out the liquid with the smell of medicine from a white bottle.

"This is..." Feng Changqing wondered.

"Medicinal Wine." Tang Jin responded coldly.

Feng Changqing suddenly remembered that when he first moved in, Zhong Xiaodie sent many bottles and cans, saying that it was medicinal wine and bruises, which were used for A Jing. She forgot, but this person remembered clearly.

Feng Changqing's eyes turned and his eyes fell on Tang Jin.

This person is really... strange. He wanted to kill him in front, but now he said he was afraid that she would become disabled... It was probably for A Jing outside, right?

Feng Changqing thought to himself: Even if you don’t do anything, I will protect Ajing.

She really hoped that Ajing had no relationship with him.

Tang Jin ignored her, sat aside, and slowly washed it with a clean white cloth dipped in medicinal wine.

The medicinal wine touched the skin and the pain became even worse.

Slight sweat beads oozing from Feng Changqing's forehead. She was a little suspicious that this person did it on purpose, just to not let her have a good time!

Finally, Tang Jin took all the rags off the wound, turned his slender and clean fingers flexibly, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound very quickly.
Chapter completed!