Dugu Wu stroked Feng Xiaoli's little head, just as he was about to speak.
"Wishes should not be spoken aloud, otherwise they won't come true."
Feng Bailing quickly covered Dugu Wu's mouth.
Her hands carried the sweet scent of cream.
Dugu Wu was stunned.
Feng Bailing suddenly withdrew her hand, her face flushed.
The warmth from Dugu Wu's lips still lingered between her fingers.
"Xiaojin, what lessons did you learn at the Imperial Academy today?"
Dugu Wu, not voicing his wish, called Xiaojin to the study to inquire about her studies.
"Her Majesty, your face is so red, are you sick too?"
Feng Xiaoli blinked her big eyes and looked at Her Majesty.
"Xiaoli, don't talk nonsense. By the way, where is that alms bowl?"
Only after Dugu Wu left did Feng Bailing snap back to reality.
Feng Xiaoli whistled, and Hei Dian dashed in, carrying the bowl on his head.
"Xiaoli is very obedient, letting Hei Dian carry it; wherever Xiaoli goes, Hei Dian and the bowl go too!"
