Feng Cheng walked over with a worried look on his face: "Uncle San, I heard you sprained your ankle?"

Feng Jinxi was a little displeased: "That boy Chengfeng is so talkative."

"I asked him if you were back, and he said it." Feng Cheng's eyes fell on the thin blanket covering Feng Jinxi's calf, with concern, "Is it serious?"

"Not serious, not serious at all."

Feng Cheng took off his cloak and put it on the shelf.

Feng Jinxi blinked.

Is this a long talk for the Chinger?

Although he likes being with his eldest niece, he is a little guilty.

"Can I see the situation of Uncle San's ankle?"

Feng Jinxi immediately refused: "It just started to swollen. What's the beauty of big feet?"

Feng Cheng didn't force himself: "What do you think of the doctor?"

When Feng Jinxi heard his niece mention this, he sighed: "The doctor said he wanted to raise him for a few months."

Feng Cheng almost couldn't help laughing.

In this way, you can at least have a safe year.

Feng Jinxi looked at Feng Cheng's tense expression and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but wonder.

I always feel that my eldest niece's expression doesn't seem to feel sorry for him.

But their uncle and nephew have always had a good relationship, and no matter how they are, they will not be gloating.

It's strange.

"The third uncle must keep it well and strive to wish my grandfather a happy New Year."

Feng Jinxi's expression was distorted in an instant.

I really have the illusion that my big niece is laughing at him!

I looked at the girl seriously, and only worries were seen from her white face.

Feng Jinxi was a little dazed.

Could it be that you are hurt and just thinking about random things?

He moved his feet and frowned because of the pain.

No, he hurts his feet, not his brain.

"Uncle San, don't move around, be careful of the sprain worsening." This time, Feng Cheng was sincerely concerned.

No matter how angry Uncle San brings trouble to the family, his feelings are there.

Feng Jinxi felt that his niece was normal and asked with a smile: "Why did Cheng'er come here at this time?"

Feng Cheng smiled: "It wasn't a heavy snow last night. I thought about stepping on the snow and looking for plum blossoms. As I walked, I thought of my third uncle and came over."

Looking for plum blossoms on the snow?

Feng Jinxi's heartbeat several times because of these four words.

"There aren't just a few plum blossoms in the garden, what's the point?" In order to hide his guilt, Feng Jinxi said casually.

"Yes, I just came to see Uncle San because I didn't think I was watching."

Feng Jinxi:?

"Uncle San should know those good places to enjoy plum blossoms, right?"

Feng Jinxi had to nod: "Yes."

Feng Cheng felt a little regretful: "I originally wanted Uncle San to take me there, but who would have thought that Uncle San twisted his feet?"

Feng Jinxi laughed.

Even if you beat him to death, you can't let your niece know that he has been there.

"By the way, Uncle San, why did your foot sprain?"

Feng Jinxi's smile stopped.

"I just slid when I came out of the tavern. Isn't it snowing?"

"Uncle San has drunk too much?"

Feng Jinxi's eyes flashed slightly: "I didn't drink too much, I was just careless."

"Uncle San should be careful when going out in the future. It is said that it will rain and snow this year."

Feng Jinxi was stunned: "There is still such a saying? Who did Cheng'er say it?"

"What grandfather said."

Feng Jinxi touched his nose and dared not ask.

"Uncle San, where is the best place to enjoy plum blossoms in Beijing?"

"The plum forest next to the plum blossom temple in Qianyun Mountain is the best place to enjoy the plum blossom in the capital."

Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows gently.

Uncle San did not coax her. Today he met a woman named Du Rui in the Meilin of Qianyun Mountain.

"Then I'll go play tomorrow."

When Feng Jinxi heard this, he hurriedly dissuaded: "Qianyun Mountain is a bit far away, and there are many people going there. I'd better wait for me to take you there."

Feng Cheng's lips slightly curled.

Of course, there are all kinds of people, scholars, poets, and courtesans.

"It's not far away, I haven't left the city."

"It's mainly because of people." Feng Jinxi felt his head hurt because he was afraid that his niece would run around.

"I'm taking the little fish."

"You are still bringing Xiaoyu with you when you go to Xiaoqingshan, so something happened." Thinking of Feng Cheng's danger in Xiaoqingshan, Feng Jinxiyi was then afraid.

Feng Cheng spread his hands: "Even if the third uncle follows him to Xiaoqingshan, he still can't hide."

Feng Jinxi looked stern: "Anyway, wait for me to take you there, and you are not allowed to run around alone."

Feng Cheng hesitated for a moment and reluctantly agreed: "Okay, let's go together when Uncle San is ready. Uncle San cannot lie to me."

Feng Jinxi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What am I lying to you for?"

"The third uncle is well maintained, I'll go back first." Feng Cheng stood up.

"Let's go back, go back." The boy's heartstrings that had been tense have finally relaxed.

It is easy for him to maintain his uncle's dignity.

Feng Cheng sat back and looked at his uncle carefully.

Feng Jinxi felt guilty: "What are you looking at?"

Why don't you leave quickly?

The girl frowned: "Why do I think my third uncle doesn't welcome me? I wish I could leave quickly?"

"Things are not!" Feng Jinxi quickly denied.

"real?"

"real!"

Feng Cheng smiled and Shi Shiran stood up: "Then I'll leave."

Finally, the eldest niece left, Feng Jinxi wiped her forehead and sweated.

What a broken niece, you are getting more and more energetic.

Feng Cheng returned to the late autumn residence and smiled and felt a little tired.

Uncle San twisted his feet and couldn't go out for a short time. Although he could get a temporary stability, it also made her find out that woman's time to stagnate.

After all, until now she could not be sure that the woman named Du Rui had harmed the entire Shangshu Mansion.

In less than a month, it will be the spring day of the 25th year of Qingchun.

"Bai Lu--"

Bai Lu came over and said, "Miss, please give me instructions."

"Does there be blood-activating ointment among the imperial gifts?"

The things were sorted out by Bai Lu, so she naturally knew very well. She heard the words and said without thinking: "Yes, there are six bottles of good blood-activating cream in total."

"Pick two bottles and send them to the third master."

Feng Jinxi was about to have dinner when the servant reported that Bai Lu was coming from the late autumn residence.
To be continued...