At the dinner table, Tianzun vigorously served vegetables to Dizun, and after a while, a hill was piled up in Dizun's bowl.

The earth is embarrassed, the mouth is like chewing wax, from the original seat, there has always been a fierce gaze like a tiger, staring at her, staring at the dishes in her rice bowl.

Dizun naturally knew where that gaze was coming from.

This man, what is wrong, since the day of the beating, he has not looked at himself well.

Finally, after the New Year, it was like eating gunpowder again.

"I would like to toast you and thank you for your kindness over the past few days. ”

Feng Lan's face, because of the heat of the hot pot, there was some red light, and he raised his glass.

Dizun's teachings, he didn't have such a headache with those ledgers.

This sentence of gratitude is sincere.

"Senior sister, you are still recuperating from your injuries, so you should not drink. Fenglan, if you really want to drink, I'll drink it for her. ”

Tianzun was extremely considerate to block the wine for Dizun, and carefully advised.

Tianzun's thoughtfulness reflected that he was extremely inconsiderate.

Just like that day, he was just one step late, and everything seemed redundant.

The cup in Feng Lan's hand clenched tightly.

"What kind of thing are you, why do you help her block the wine!"

The two men glared angrily, and the originally harmonious dinner table suddenly became cold.

At that time, Feng Xin was sandwiching a piece of bamboo shoots into Ye Lingyue's bowl, Ye Lingyue poked Feng Xin, Feng Xin didn't think so, stuffed the bamboo shoots into Ye Lingyue's mouth, and picked up a piece of mutton that Ye Lingyue thought was too strong, chewed a few bites, and said unhurriedly.

"Eat your stuff, adults, children. ”

Ye Lingyue rolled her eyes, she was also a little full, so she simply leaned on Feng Xin and continued to watch the play lazily.

Men and women can't be asked about by others, and one more person is too crowded.

Feng Xin is a person from the past, how can he not know.

and Feng Xin uphold the same spirit of watching the show, as well as Yan Jiu and Lan Cai'er.

As for the Golden Crow Old Monster and Ah Guduo, they had already drunk and their faces were flushed, so where did they care about Feng Lan and Tianzun, who were staring at each other with big eyes.

"Feng Lan, why are you talking to my senior brother like this. Fenglan, this glass of wine has no sincerity at all, I don't drink it. "The coldness of the earth these days, the heart is as cold as water.

Gratitude, how can he be half grateful. If he had a little gratitude, how could he still not recognize her, and he would not, when facing her for so many days, he was silent, and would only stare at her with cold eyes.

Bang, the wine glass in Feng Lan's hand was crushed all of a sudden, and the sharp porcelain piece was pierced on his palm, but he didn't see a pain in his hand, and somewhere in his heart, it hurt first.

His eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was from the heat or something else.

"Knock Knock"

A dense knock on the door broke the silence in the room, but it was a messenger who had come to deliver news.

On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the Northern Qing Female Emperor issued an order to urgently summon Feng Lan back to the palace.

Chen Tuo, the king of Kaijiang, handed over the talisman due to ill health, and the Empress of Beiqing ordered Feng Lan to return to Beiqing on the same day and accept the talisman.

Feng Lan stayed in the mercenary city for more than a month, and the empress asked Feng Lan to return to Beijing more than once, but Feng Lan used various excuses to shirk it, and asked Feng Lan to return in a way that could be ordered, but it was the first time.

Feng Lan couldn't find any excuse and shirked it.

"Go back and tell the Holy One, I will return to Beijing one day. ”

Feng Lan said in a deep voice, and the messenger hesitated.

"The saint said that it is urgent to let King Feng return on the same day. ”

"Got it. Feng Lan was a little impatient, and subconsciously went to look at Dizun.

In his ears, there was a cold snort, but Dizun left the table angrily.

Dizun hurriedly left her seat, but did not return to her residence, but just stood in the courtyard, and waited until the night completely covered the entire sky, she realized that her limbs were cold.

On his shoulders, there is an extra warm fox fur.

"Senior brother, thank you ......" The end of the word thank you was still echoing in the cold air, but it was stuck in his throat.

Dizun suddenly remembered, Tianzun doesn't like luxury, how could this big fur with thick hair on his body be his.

Behind him, where is Tianzun, and the one standing is clearly Feng Lan.

Feng Lan's eyes were deep, staring at Di Zun, he didn't know how long he had been standing there, so long that a layer of cold air condensed on Ying Ting's eyebrows.

The fox fur was originally worn on him.

After Fang Dizun left, Tianzun's face was also ugly for a while, and he wanted to get up and chase Dizun, but he was stopped by the old monster of the Golden Crow and drank wine.

Feng Lan also lost the interest in eating, and got up in a hurry.

As he walked out of the hall, he smelled a faint smell in the air that he was familiar with.

He followed the breath and walked forward, and saw Dizun, standing alone in the courtyard.

In this season, the flowers are withering, and even the trees are withering.

Dizun stood like that, she was alone, and she didn't even notice Feng Lan approaching.

Feng Lan didn't speak, he looked at her thin shoulders, and subconsciously took off the fox fur on his body, but he didn't dare to send it forward.

Just now, she refused to drink even a glass of water and wine with him, but she was afraid that she would not be happy to use his clothes.

These days, he is deliberately indifferent to her.

On the one hand, he knew that Dizun hated him.

On the other hand, he was worried that he would make an inexplicable move.

Feng Lan has been a person who is very good at controlling himself since he was a child.

is not happy with things, not sad, in his life, one of the few times out of control, is the little girl named Qingfeng.

But Qingfeng is dead.

Empress Qingshuang took him to see Qingfeng's mausoleum in person.

Feng Lan couldn't tell his mood at that time, he wasn't too sad, he just stood in front of the cold and luxurious mausoleum for a while, as if there was a completely irrelevant person lying inside.

Qingfeng's death made Feng Lan think that the only person in the world who made him lose control no longer existed.

But at this time, Dizun appeared again.

This Feng Lan didn't even look at a woman carefully, the first time she appeared, it made Feng Lan mess up, this feeling Feng Lan didn't like it very much.

Feng Lan knew that he had to stay away from her, but, again and again, he failed.

He became more and more attracted to her, like a drug addict.

Feng Lan was entangled like that, and the hand he held the fox fur was half held stiffly and hung on the shoulder of the Earth Zun.

Until Dizun let out a slight cough, he couldn't help but drape the fox fur on her shoulder.

But he soon regretted it, because of Dizun's sentence, senior brother.

Damn senior brother, this word made Feng Lan's teeth sore.

He glared at Dizun viciously, as if he was about to cut a hole in the gauze on her face.

"Why are you?" Dizun's face flashed with surprise, and he immediately regained his calm, "Didn't you promise your female emperor to return to Beiqing immediately, I thought that you couldn't wait and wanted to rush back overnight." ”