Chapter 750: Escape the day of birth

Lin Gospel saw that he was carrying two pots and was busy planning to pick them up.
"Sit down!" Huang Fujin saw her move, snorted, and when Lin Gospel seemed frightened, he was busy explaining, "It's very hot, your delicate little hand must be peeled off."
Speaking of her little hand, she unconsciously turned around Lin Gospel's tender white hands, and then looked away.
From her pair of well-maintained Bai Nen's small hands, she looked like a princess.
In Huang Fujin's impression, none of his emperor Lisao had such a pair of white tender hands, Lisao was a serious princess Beirong.
After Gospel Lin heard his explanation, he sat obediently.
"You haven't said what you did just now, but who do you remember?" Huang Fujin placed the pottery pot full of wheat and pheasant on the stone slab in the middle, staring at the Gospel of Lin wrongly.
Just now, he clearly saw from her eyes that she was remembering another person.
"I think of it alone." Lin Goshen didn't even look at him, reached out and held the pottery, sniffed it the nose, "It's so fragrant! I never thought of using wheat and marinated pheasant It's so fragrant when you put it together. "
"Who do you remember?"
"Uh?" Lin Gospel froze.
Didn't expect he was still tangling this?
She lowered the pot and looked at him seriously, "If I said I remembered you before, what do you think?"
Huang Fujin's gloomy eyes dropped, "Don't think of anyone, eat!"
Gospel Lin laughed, looking at someone who overturned the vinegar bottle in a good mood, pursed his lips and said, "Yes, eat!"
Because originally it was porridge cooked with marinated pheasant, the salt in the marinated chicken was released into the porridge, it was very appetizing, and the special flavor was really delicious.
Of course, maybe she hasn't eaten the meals she used to eat since she arrived in the Blackwater Department. This time, I think this wheat pheasant porridge is especially delicious.
Lin Gospel ate two pots in a row. After touching his belly, he said to Huang Fujin, "I'm full, I'm going to sleep. After you eat, remember to wash the chopsticks."
Huang Fujin froze.
She used to wash all the chopsticks before and never opened the mouth for him.
"Well, in fact, I hate washing dishes." Lin Gospel smiled slyly, and lay aside to the simple bed made of leaves, and closed his eyes.
At first she was also worried that Huang Fujin's health was not good. After seeing that he had eaten three pots of wheat pheasant, she was convinced that what he said was true, and he was really well.
Such a strong body made her envy and relieved her.
Huang Fujin heard her say that she didn't like to wash the dishes, and her eyebrows frowned fiercely. Who likes to wash the dishes?
However, he was very willing to be so eminently solicited by this girl.
The Gospel of Lin soon went to sleep.
Huang Fujin also started clumsily cleaning the dishes.
The north wind was blowing, and he glanced at the girl who was sleeping soundly. He heard that his heart was always frozen like winter snow and spring.
Originally, after washing the dishes, he was going to shake the paddle and reach the Guoguo country soon. For some reason, he didn't want to go ashore so soon.
Simply, he dropped the wood pulp and sat at the head of the row, letting the bamboo row ripple with the waves.
The sky blue is extreme, and the margins around the lagoon cannot be seen, but there are many unspeakable birds passing through the lagoon, sometimes flying high, sometimes flying low, just passing over the water.
Huang Fujin turned her head to look at the Gospel of Lin. The wind and rain that had been coming in the past few days, and she was still standing on the lake where the salty water was transpiring.
But after all, the girl's skin is good, and compared to him, she is less noticeable.
Thinking wildly, the north wind suddenly rose.
The bamboo platoon traveled S faster than when he rolled the paddle, Huang Fujin frowned.
When I got up, I walked to Lin Gospel. I was going to wake her up, but I could n’t bear it, and just clasped her with the winter coat covered on her.
Changes did not stop Lin Gospel's sweet dreams at all, she still slept heavily.
This sleep until it was dark.
After opening his eyes, Lin Gospel felt something wrong. Why is this speed so fast?
"Are you awake?" Huang Fujin was grilling a smoked wild rabbit at the tail of the bamboo platoon. Seeing her sitting up suddenly, her lips were tickled.
Lin Gospel sat up and looked forward, and found that Huang Fujin was absent. Then he panicked. He didn't settle down until he heard his voice.
At this time, she also discovered that it was too windy.
If it weren't for the fact that Huang Fujin had tied the leaf pergola tightly, he would have been blown away by the wind.
"Why is this wind suddenly so strong?" Lin Gou frowned, and looked at the sky again. It was already evening, and the sunset on the west had faded.
Huang Fujin glanced at her, "When you sleep, the wind is stronger, you look at the north direction again."
Lin's gospel is unknown, so he turned his eyes to the north, exclaiming, "It's a mountain and a tree!"
auzw.com This shows that we are about to land.
The north wind was blowing on this day, and it took three or four days to go ...
"It is estimated that we will be able to call in the middle of the night," Huang Fujin added.
"It's great." Lin Gospel stood up and stretched his arms, watching Huang Fujin's roasted smoked rabbit, and couldn't help laughing. "Why are you baking the rabbit again?"
Huang Fujin blushed when asked by her.
In fact, he also wanted to do something else, but tried several times without success. Originally, when he looked at Lin Gospel, he thought it was very simple, but it was not in his own hands.
Looking at the Gospel Lin, he saw that the iron pot was filled with water and some wheat, but he kept it there without adding anything else.
After blinking, she held back a smile and asked, "Do you still want wheat pheasant?"
Huang Fujin glanced at her, "I want to make it for you."
"Then cut some pheasant meat and chop it up and throw it in." Lin Gou covered her lips and laughed.
Huang Fujin's face was dark. "The pheasant is too oily. I don't know which piece of meat to cut."
The pickled pheasant was placed on a bamboo platoon, and the oil had been blown out by the wind a few days ago. Huang Fujin said that it was correct, but he said that he didn't know which piece of meat to cut.
Is this a choice disorder?
"Which one are you willing to cut? Which one should you consider?" Lin Gou laughed even harder.
Huang Fujin's face was even darker.
But still explained: "I don't know which piece of meat is suitable for porridge ..."
"Okay, okay, let me do it. You are not suitable to do this, I know. You can only barbecue now, and you go on to barbecue." Lin Gospel didn't want to be more entangled with him, so he came.
Huang Fujin frowned, seemingly unconvinced, "You can't be so impatient, if you are willing to teach me, I can still learn."
Gospel Lin glanced at him, "There is a lot of knowledge in cooking, you may not learn well if you don't have this talent. Besides, you are Prince Jin of Beirong, what do you learn about cooking?"
"Learning cooking is naturally for ..." Huang Fujin didn't finish the sentence, but stopped abruptly.
Lin Gospel blinked in disappointment and pressed anxiously, "Who do you want to eat for?"
Huang Fujin's eyes sank, and he lowered his head, and Aojiao said, "Of course, it is for the king's princess."
Gospel Lin laughed and laughed, and his answer pleased her, looking at his cunning lips: "Then you can remember what you said today. After you return to Beirong, I will also Back in Dawei, I will send someone to send you thick recipes written by Dawei's imperial chefs. "
Huang Fujin's lips twitched.
The Gospel of Lin has washed his hands and is ready to go.
Today's dinner was the last dinner on the lagoon. Lin Gospel deliberately prepared a few more dishes, and made a hot pot with dried amaranth and dried malan head and rabbit bones.
In the middle of the night, it really came to shore.
Huang Fujin and Lin Gospel stood up.
The moonlight was cold and the cold wind was bleak. Lin Gospel tightened his and shivered.
Huang Fujin suddenly reached out and dragged her into her arms. Lin Gospel exclaimed, but her whole body had already risen into the air.
When she stood firm, she had the solid sense of standing on the ground.
"We have finally landed." Lin Goshen raised his eyebrows cheerfully, "and finally escaped from birth!"
"Well, we have to set off for Beirong as soon as possible. This is after all a Guoguo country." Huang Fujin took a cautious look around, except for some trees and cricket stones.
Fortunately, it was docked at night and did not cause unnecessary disputes.
For Bei Rong, Beiguo Country is a small border country with a small area. If the footsteps are fast, maybe it will reach Bei Rong at dawn.
"We haven't slept again all night. If we have to rush through the night, I'm afraid we can't afford it. Would you like to get a horse or two in Guoguo Country?"
Huang Fujin took a look at her while the moon was shining, and her small face had indeed become tired and tired. It would be a good idea to ride a horse.
"I think about it, let's take the smoked hare and pheasant and the marinated hare and pheasant that we haven't eaten. We will replace them when we meet a horse." Lin Gospel said.
She was really tired and couldn't move.
"Okay, it's up to you." Huang Fujin nodded, then jumped back to the bamboo raft, rummaged the supplies on the back of the wooden raft, and took out a few wild games.
After Huang Fujin took these to jump ashore again, the hand that seized Lin Gospel took her quickly and hurried forward. After half an hour, she saw a tent, which should be a small tribe grazing.
Although the tribe is small, there are many cattle, sheep, and horses.
Huang Fujin dropped the game on the ground, picked one of the strongest jujube-colored horses, and turned over. Lin Gouben stood outside the fence surrounding the horse and waited. When he saw Huang Fujin rushing over by himself, he was frightened. Avoid.
But the horse struck too fast. When she couldn't help exclaiming, Huang Fujin bent down, reached out, grabbed Lin Goshen's arm, and flung behind him.
This action is neat and clean, just like flowing clouds.
The exclamation of Lin Gospel swallowed into his throat, and he had to clenched his healthy waist tightly with his hands. Huang Fujin's lips angled up and a slight smile appeared.
The girl's response just now is really cute ...