He finally got angry, walked up to her in twos and threes, and reached out to pout her face fiercely, as if to take off that breathtaking face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that his breath became faster and messier, and his strength was heavier, it hurt her very much, and the tight muscle lines faintly outlined in the sleeves proved that Feng Qiancheng was not only a politician who was good at conspiracy, but also a ruthless hand who did what he said, but she couldn't bow her head and couldn't let him succeed!

"Look, Feng Gongzi, you are really scared, in front of the Third Buddha, can you really do it?"

On weekdays, Feng Qiancheng didn't pay attention to those gods and ghosts at all, but at this moment, looking at those autumn eyes, it seemed like a thousand-year-old deep pool, pulling him down rapidly.

His heart sank suddenly, and he couldn't help but glance at the statue of the Buddha of the Third World placed in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and for the first time felt an inexplicable panic.

His hand was released, and his chilling gloomy eyebrows stared at Jing Yan's beautiful and colorful face, at this moment, he actually felt that the woman in front of him was not just beautiful, she had some similarity with himself, and this similarity made his heart beat faster suddenly.

At this moment, a purple shadow flashed into the window, and before he could see whether the shadow was a human or a ghost, he was already kneeling at Feng Qiancheng's feet.

Feng Qiancheng raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "I know." ”

With a wave of his hand, the man disappeared without a trace. Back and forth, but in the blink of an eye.

Although Jing Yan's face was expressionless, his heart was really shaken. The big families in Pingjing all have secret guards, but they can do it so fast that they don't even notice it, and the only one who can match it is the Black Feather Party.

The Feng family is really not a good stubble, but I am afraid that it is only a matter of time before the country changes hands.

After that person came, Feng Qiancheng's face changed slightly, he lowered his eyes, and he no longer wanted to get something from Jing Yan.

She knew that the danger was over.

Feng Qiancheng turned his back and walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, but he paused at the door, and Sen Leng's voice came from the corridor, like an echo of hell: "You can't hide, we are essentially the same kind of people." ”

Looking at his departing back, Jing Yan only felt that all the strength in his body had been exhausted, and his body trembled uncontrollably. She may not even realize how scared she is in the face of this uncertain man.

But this fear is nothing, when she crawled out of the pile of dead people, she had already looked down on everything, as long as she took revenge, as long as she found out the person behind her, she would not take anything else to heart.

When she walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, she happened to see Chu Qing trotting over, she gasped slightly, and her face was a red tide left after a hurry.

As soon as she saw Jing Yan, she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Second Miss, the eldest young master asked the slave maid to come here to look for you, but the door was full of guards, and the slave maid was not allowed to enter, and I thought something was wrong!" Are you alright? ”

After that, Chu Qing looked up and down, left and right, for fear that any small damage would not be discovered.

Jing Yan smiled, straightened her dress, and showed her white teeth: "Silly girl, I'm not good, let's go." ”

Later, Feng's father-in-law came, saying that he was ordered by Concubine Lan's mother, and repeatedly invited Wang Song and Jing Yan to dine together in the temple, but Wang Song didn't want to see that woman again, and Jing Yan didn't say much, so he took the people back to the house.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, he heard a scolding voice from the hall, it was no one else, but Wang Guanghe, who was not very present in the palace.

Jing Yan has always cared about such a thing, but who let the porter go in one step in advance to report, so he couldn't sit idly by, so he had to push Wang Song towards the direction of the hall.

Now that the Ji family is still grounded, Jing Yan is in charge of everything in the house, since she established her authority in the Hanging Flower Gate, the ordinary girl and woman easily dare not trouble her, and the Ji family's people are also lurking, and everything seems to be very orderly.

But after going out for a while, something happened.

Before he entered the main hall, he saw a person kneeling in front of the hall door. This person has a long and jade body, wearing a dark green robe, his complexion is very white, and his face is as handsome as Wang Song, but there is more grace in his eyebrows and eyes, but at this moment, his face is anxious, his lips are tightly pursed, and he looks very determined.

Just looking at the way his legs trembled slightly, he knew that he had been kneeling here for a while.

"Second brother, what are you doing here?" Wang Song hurriedly walked up to Wang Luan and asked with great concern.

Wang Luan just didn't speak, and lowered his head.

"Let him kneel, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, do you think the battlefield is a place for Brother Gongzi to play!"

Wang Guanghe's angry rebuke came from the hall, but Jing Yan could hear that this matter didn't seem to be because he had done something wrong, but because Wang Luan seemed to be asking for something, and this matter was also related to the battlefield.

Jing Yan smiled and pushed Wang Song into the hall and respectfully saluted Wang Guanghe. Wang Guanghe waved his hand, and a girl invited them to sit down.

"Why is my father so angry, the sun is good today, and the second brother will suffer from heat stroke when he kneels in the hall!"

Wang Guanghe's nose exhaled a hot breath, his face was still very dissatisfied, and his thick eyebrows seemed to be ink: "Heat stroke? People who will be afraid of this kind of thing, how can they go to the battlefield! ”

Jing Yan's heart moved, and then he glanced at Wang Song. Wang Luan is a typical gentleman, walking dogs, teasing birds, prostitutes, and prostitutes, but after Wang Song was paralyzed, Ji's family tolerated him in every way, and Wang Guanghe didn't care much about the affairs of the house, but he no longer wanted his son to have a physical illness.

After all, the future palace will be inherited by someone, and Wang Song is the eldest son, although so, he is a cripple. The king of the future

The mansion will definitely not be as simple as a hussar general's mansion, such glory and wealth will be handed over to a cripple who cannot have an heir, Wang Guanghe must be unwilling in his heart.

But it's useless if he doesn't want to, after all, Wang Song has fought with him for many years, and he has made military achievements, and the soldiers respect him very much, he is wise and strategic, even if he doesn't kill the enemy, he can retreat from many enemies, and he is a rare military genius.

The best way is for Wang Song to hand over all this to Wang Luan himself, but will he agree? Wang Guanghe was worried in his heart.

Wang Song sat down at the bottom, and immediately a girl offered tea, he took a sip, and then said slowly: "Does the second brother want to go to the battlefield?" ”

At this time, Wang Luan, who had been kneeling silently on the ground, suddenly raised his head, his face was somewhat similar to Wang Song, but there was a lot more worldly and cynicism, but at this moment, these emotions all turned into perseverance, Jing Yan never thought that Wang Luan, who had always only known how to play with women, could show such an expression.

Presumably, the woman who was grounded in Chonghuayuan, although she didn't go out of the door, still held everything in her hands and was carefully mentioned.

"Big brother! I know that you and your father have fought countless battles, and have a lot of experience and strategies for using soldiers, but I have been growing up in Pingjing, and I can only talk about it on paper. But we have always been the family of tiger generals, and I don't want to embarrass my eldest brother and father! ”

Don't want to lose face? As far as Wang Luan's ability is concerned, he must have to flee when he arrives on the battlefield, and he can't let a group of generals protect him, who will fight?

Jing Yan sneered a few times in his heart, but after all, this was a topic for men, and it was inconvenient for him to interject, so he simply sat aside and listened to them.

"Look at it, it's so stubborn! What a vicious place the battlefield is, why don't you think about it! I'll send you to read with the prince and them, have you read all these books in the dog's belly! ”

"It's because I've read the book that I know that a husband is great when he makes contributions, and I don't want to be a turtle with a shrunken head!" Wang Luan had the courage to fight against Wang Guanghe for the first time, as long as Wang Guanghe stared at him on weekdays, he would definitely be angry, and this time he was afraid that someone would support him before he dared to do so.

Wang Song smiled gently: "Father, the second brother wants to make a contribution, which is a good thing." ”

"The battlefield is full of enemies who kill people without blinking, he goes over like this, what can he do if he has three long and two short!" After saying this, Wang Guanghe subconsciously glanced at Wang Song's legs, but didn't say anything more.

As if he hadn't seen it, Wang Song lowered his head and thought about it, and said: "Father, it's better to be like this, let the second brother follow me to the barracks first, it's always good to learn more......"

Before the words fell, Wang Luan, who was kneeling, was already overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted to Wang Song: "Thank you, big brother!" Thank you, big brother! I will study hard and live up to the hopes of my father and eldest brother! ”

Wang Guanghe snorted coldly: "Did I agree!" ”

"Father!" Wang Luan walked to Wang Guanghe's feet on his knees, and burst into tears, "Just promise me!" ”

"Father, you can promise the second brother's sincere heart."

Wang Guanghe twisted his eyebrows, looking extremely reluctant. He looked at Wang Song and saw that the other party was telling the truth, so he spoke: "Since Song'er agrees, you can follow him and learn the ability to lead troops and send generals!" ”

Wang Luan finally breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned red, as if he had received incomparable favors, and solemnly kowtowed to Wang Guanghe: "The child understands!" ”

Back at Shubun Temple, Hatsuharu and Shirari had already prepared lunch in the kitchenette. It is rare that Wang Song is at home today, and Jing Yan also eats with him.

"When did the second brother become interested in leading troops to fight?" Jing Yan said quietly.

Wang Songwan smiled: "The second brother is very smart when he is young, and when he goes to the barracks, he can also make friends with people." ”

Jing Yan's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said that he was making friends with people, but not making contributions: "I'm afraid what he wants is not just to make friends with people." ”

After hearing this, Wang Song suddenly put down his chopsticks. Bai Li on the side was shocked, after all, the eldest young master and the second young master grew up together, Miss said this, did she want them to turn their faces?

"Yan'er, I really can't hide anything from you." Wang Song lowered his head and looked somewhere, his fingers rubbing the tablecloth made of brocade, and his eyes flashed with a very different light from usual, "You can also see it, someone asked the second brother to go to the barracks through my mouth, you and I can see this matter, can my father not see it?" ”

Wang Song knew it a long time ago, and Wang Guanghe also knew, Jing Yan suddenly understood why Wang Song was so cold to Concubine Lan, because when the people closest to him gradually began to betray you and suspect you, they were no longer relatives.

"Father's love for me is just the past, and I am destined not to bring him more face, but in this case, he can obviously talk to me directly, but he has to go around the bend, he and Ji's are essentially the same."

In this way, they have been unabashedly spoken to Jing Yan, so that their front is completely consistent.

"But those generals still revere you, don't you?" Jing Yan smiled lightly, put the hibiscus lily meat in the spoon into his mouth, and took a sip of it, fragrant.

"I know what to do, he is still my second brother after all," Wang Song picked up the chopsticks again and skimmed the topic away, "How about this hibiscus lily meat?" ”

Sure enough, I'm still soft-hearted. Jing Yan shook his head in his heart, and he still smiled quietly: "It's good, it's still the old chef who burns it to taste." ”

Since Wang Luan asked to follow Wang Song to the barracks that day, he changed his previous oily noodles and reported on time every day, which surprised the sergeants who followed Wang Song. However, Wang Song's prestige is there after all, and it is almost impossible to replace him for a while.

Seeing the days passing, the news of the royal hunt finally came. At this moment, it has passed the hottest July, and the ladies and ladies who are in a hurry to make clothes in the spring are repentant, but there is no way but to grit their teeth and continue to break the cost to make a few more sets of autumn.

Ma Xiangyun Wang Jing is the most energetic, seeing that now Jingyan housekeeper, the monthly money is limited, and the last time the clothes have been used up, he wants to advance the next month in advance. I thought she would stop it, but after taking it a few times, there was no movement, so she became even more unscrupulous.

Bai Li couldn't look at it, and was indignant: "Miss, the second young lady has already advanced the money for next month, do you want to talk to them?" ”

"What is there to say, they won't stop, and they're just testing me. Let's put my money in first. ”

Bai Li was a little embarrassed: "But Miss, you haven't made clothes yet......"

"Bai Li, when you follow me these times, you should also understand my preferences, the fancy clothes are fresh for a while, and what you should really pay attention to is something else."

Bai Li nodded, as if she understood or not, as if Miss was thinking about more things than ordinary people.

But it didn't take long for him to suddenly see a few mothers in front of the Xiuwen Academy carrying a box over, and said to Chu Qing with a smile on her face: "Miss Chu Qing, the Feng Mansion has sent some gifts to the master, one of which is for the eldest young master, and the slave maid has moved it for you." ”

Chu Qing looked at the huge carved red sandalwood box, the box itself alone was expensive, she didn't dare to decide rashly.

"For the eldest young master?" Jing Yan lowered her eyes, she subconsciously felt that the things inside should not be for Wang Song, but for herself under the pretense of Wang Song's mouth.

Who this person is, you must be able to guess with your toes.

How bold he is!