Jing Diyi held a rabbit in her arms, lying quietly on the beauty couch, looking at the stars in the sky outside the boxy window frame. This beauty couch was originally placed in Feng Michu's study, for him to rest when he was tired of reading and reading, but after Jing Diyi moved in, he saw that he had occupied it, so Feng Michu asked people to move it to the south small building where she lived, and placed it by the window.

Feng Michu finished handling business and came to see her. The Queen Mother passed away, and she has been exceptionally quiet these days. Feng Michu picked up the cloak that she casually threw aside and covered her, she leaned against the window, the cold wind was biting, "Still sad?"

Jing Diyi sat up next to the soft pillow, put the rabbits back in the cage, and grabbed a handful of grass to feed them, "What's sad, she thinks that the palace is difficult, only one death can be freed, and now that she is dead, it is also her own fulfillment, but she should be happy for her, right?" I just haven't had a good rest these days, so let's get in bed. ”

Feng Mi first knew that she was wrong, "I asked someone to inform Mu Sheng, and said that the Queen Mother had passed away, Pingle was overly sad, fainted several times, and he had returned to the palace." ”

"Brother Feng is driving me back to the palace?"

"Miss will live with me for the rest of her life. ”

Jing Diyi held his face, his face was cold and cold, he was already cold, and he didn't know how to add an extra piece of clothing when he came at night. In the past few days, in addition to dealing with official business, the rest of the time has been spent with her, rubbing his face and pinching his earlobe, "Is it warm?"

Feng Michu smiled, "Warm." "It's a long winter, but it's just a little warm.

"My mother also likes to rub my father's face like that. However, her mother is more "cruel", especially likes to rub her father's face into strange shapes and call her to see it, and then ask if you look at your father's face is funny.

Jing Diyi thought about it and laughed out loud, pinching Feng Michu's face, thinking if she could pinch out a square face.

Feng Michu asked, "Homesick?"

"Hmm. "She's been out for so long, and she's really homesick.

"You adopted Mu Sheng as your adopted son, did you take him back to your Nanban home?"

"Nope. "If Mu Sheng knows about her family's affairs, it may not be a good thing for him.

Feng Michu grabbed her hand, except that she knew that she was the descendant of King Zhan, the rest knew nothing, her background in Nanban, where her home was lost, if she was tired of staying here one day and left, I am afraid that no one would know her whereabouts, just like King Zhan and his wife.

There was a wound on his index finger, and when he unconsciously exerted force, blood oozed out.

Jing Diyi looked down, "What's wrong?"

Feng Michu smiled, "I want to learn to make beef meatballs, but the knife doesn't obey." ”

She remembered her whim to let him learn to cook, his hands are holding pens, which is used to holding knives, after entering the court as an official, three meals are served and taken care of, let alone touching those knives in the kitchen, naturally clumsy, she joked for a while, he fell in love.

Jing Diyi called Cao Luo to get the medicine, and she made the people who aroused Fengfu more and more handy, and there was no distinction between the host and the guest, but ...... Cao Luo looked at Feng Michu, resigned to his fate, and after taking the medicine, he went out to guard the door.

Jing Diyi helped Feng Mi take medicine for the first time.

He said softly, "When I was in the cottage, the young lady also bandaged me." ”

"I'm the only one in the cottage who knows how to heal. "If she doesn't heal, no one knows how to heal him. At that time, Brother Feng's swollen eyes and nose seemed to be crowded into a pile, which was particularly ugly, but I didn't expect that after the injury was healed, it became better-looking, which caused the girls in the village to be full of spring. ”

"When I was in the cottage, I didn't escape the eyes of the young lady. ”

"Which one do you refer to, the one you want to use your beauty to seduce the maid next to me to steal the key?" she thought at that time that the maid really couldn't stand the temptation and agreed, how could she lead them to betray each other. It's just that the maid was too timid, and she finally decided to let him go, "It's okay to use some means to achieve the goal, but since Brother Feng said that he likes me, when he makes beautiful men in the future, he should pay attention to who he uses and how good he is." ”

The unbearable hidden under the skin, why did she say it and become something else. He once wanted to betray himself for revenge. Feng Michu chuckled, he only cared about her opinion, his anxiety was superfluous, it was because he forgot for a moment that his young lady's thoughts were never in the right way.

Why did he think that she was infected with the habit of inseparable from him, but he was enchanted, "What kind of evil art did Miss use on me?"

She blinked, "That magic is so vicious, I'm afraid it will scare you if you say it." ”

Feng Michu hugged Jing Diyi and absorbed the warmth on her body. His temperament was distorted when the Feng family was full of people, and he still followed the selfishness he was when he was in the cottage, but he hid it deeper than before.

"When I was younger, I had a lot and I lost a lot, and it took me seven years to go from nothing to where I am today. ”

Jing Diyi patted him lightly on the back, "It's difficult, Brother Feng has come to this day." Mu Sheng said that he admires you very much. ”

What is there to admire, he just wants to see the fate of those enemies worse than him, "I can't get back what I want most." His tone changed to mildness, with a slight coolness, which was true.

Even though Chen Musheng has the same blood feud as him, his hands are cleaner than him, and he has not yet destroyed his pure goodness.

He was silent for a long time.

Jing Diyi couldn't see his expression, and let him hug him tighter and tighter, "What does Brother Feng think?"

"How can I get the young lady tied up too?"

Jing Diyi asked, "If I didn't agree to marry you when I was eighteen years old, would Brother Feng really be able to let go?"

He knew that Jing Diyi could distinguish between truth and falsehood, and in order to get it, he could make up countless lies, just like he had spent a long time close to frustration to win his trust.

Will he be able to let go?

He couldn't let go, what he really longed for, in fact, there were very few, except that she was still real in his arms, and the others couldn't be recovered, and he couldn't ask for it.

It's just her, how can he let go.

He kissed her hair, and a soft kiss fell to her ear and cheek, and whispered emotionally, "Mademoiselle can't like me more." ”

"Is this a trick on me?"

Like a basin of cold water poured down, Feng Mi suddenly woke up, he took a deep breath, his rough palm, criss-crossing scars rubbed her hair, as if nothing had happened, he said softly, "It's late at night, Miss rest." ”

Jing Diyi grabbed him, "Why did you suddenly suffer from gains and losses like this, who did you meet?"

He asked her seriously, "Mu Sheng's roots are in the imperial capital, where are Miss's roots?"

Jing Diyi smiled, "When did your relationship become so good, and you didn't have anything to talk about?" ”

Just casually, he knew her as well as she knew him. Forget it, it's him who messed up, she is like the wind and unrestrained, he wants to stay, he can't be in a hurry, "Miss, rest." ”

Jing Diyi dragged hard and brought Feng Michu to the couch.

She turned over and pressed his body, looking at each other, "Brother Feng, if you have something to say, you should say it at the moment, if you can say it clearly in a few words, if you put it in your heart for a long time, it will become more complicated the more you let go, and when you want to say it, you don't know where to start." She smiled and said, "Do you want to stay tonight?" ”

The soft body was tightly cling, Feng Michu hugged her slender waist, and turned around on the narrow couch with all her strength, and the position of the two was reversed.

He doesn't know martial arts, and if she is reluctant, he can't be strong. But she just hugged his neck and laughed. He is used to her obeying her in everything, but he eats the consequences of his own evil, and he is used to her heartlessness.

He restrained, "Does Miss know what you're talking about?"

Feng Mi couldn't tell if she was serious, or if she was playing again and teasing, just like at that time in the cottage, she opened his shackles with her own hands and said that she was going to release him, and he couldn't tell whether she was sincere or fake.

She said, "Seeing that the women in the palace are living like that, it is really the most enjoyable way to live in time." The southern barbarians are civilized, as long as Lang has a lover and his wife is interested, what can't you do if you love me, Brother Feng......"

Feng Michu kissed her lips, his breathing was chaotic, he threw his reason into the sky, gnawing on every inch of her skin, only the thought of occupying it.

……

Jing Diyi scraped the scars on Feng Michu's body with her fingertips, he was awakened by itching, and when she saw him open her eyes, she wrote on him one by one, letting him guess like he was a child, "Do you know what I'm writing?" said that he was letting him guess, but after asking himself, he answered by himself, "I'm writing that Brother Feng is a fool." ”

Feng Michu smiled, and the tip of his nose rubbed against her cheek, "Don't you feel ugly about these scars?"

Jing Diyi counted the hideous scars on his body, and saw how many there were, "It's not the first time I've seen it." ”

Her body was bruised and purple, and because her skin was snow-white, the dense bruises were even more shocking, as if she had been ravaged, and no one was spared.

"It's me who is out of control. His expression and tone were very sincere, but his behavior was to lean over and gently bite her neck, this narrow beauty collapsed, she was sandwiched between him and the wall, so narrow confinement, he trapped her at ease and stability.

Jing Diyi touched his face, it was hot, "Brother Feng can't be shy." ”

She's used to his sanctimoniousness, but don't answer yes.

She took off the fire amber ring around her neck, put it on Feng Michu's hand, and removed the amber from the ring, so that he could see the hidden mystery of the ring, "The things of the ancestors." She shook the bracelet in her hand, which was in exchange, "Don't take it off." ”

Cao Luo stood outside the door and snorted, afraid that the people inside would not be able to hear it, so he coughed two more times, not like in the past morning, he went in with warm water for washing, "My lord, it's time to prepare for the court." ”

Jing Diyi sat up, grabbed Feng Michu's hand and put it on her heart, "I'm uncomfortable, I wanted to ask Brother Feng to help me rub it, but forget it......" Moved his hand away, and said with pity, "Brother Feng has to go to court, and state affairs are important." ”

She grabbed her clothes to stay, Feng Michu reached out and hugged her back, and whispered in her ear, "Fairy." ”

Jing Diyi smiled, "Then Brother Feng is going to the court or accompany me, the goblin?"

On that day, Feng Mi took leave at the beginning.

Jing Diyi asked someone to take a change of winter clothes and jewelry from King Zhan's Mansion, as if they wanted to stay for a long time, Bai Xue and Yangchun also followed to Fengfu to serve, Jing Diyi asked about the situation in the house, Bai Xue said safely, "Yinying is more calm, I have already explained, those miscellaneous things in the house, she has full authority to deal with the slight, if it is an important matter, she will go to the Fengfu to report to the young lady and then decide." During the young lady's absence, the ladies of the house had to practice martial arts in the morning as usual. ”