On March 24, it was a sunny day and cloudless.

Today, it is the day when the god of war of Fengyun Kingdom returned to the city for the first time in seven years from Beijing.

On the big Puyang Avenue from the south gate of the capital to the Imperial Palace, it was full of people, all of them standing on tiptoe with excitement on their faces, and in such an exciting day, they looked at each other in the same direction in an orderly manner.

In the tens of millions of people, the image of its heroes is like a god, just like the image of the wind and cold, love money and beauty, and the image of waste materials to the indescribable, so profound, deep into the bone marrow!

Of course, such a man with a noble status and widely praised by the people can be worshiped by so many tens of thousands of hot-blooded men, so according to the theory of repelling the same surname and attracting opposites, his lethality among women is naturally not to be underestimated!

"Miss, your tea!" Although the demeanor of the shopkeeper was extremely respectful, the extremely subtle meaning in his words was also quite obvious.

No way, who let Quanfu Tea House be built on the edge of Puyang Road, who called today's special situation, who called the people who came to this store today are all some women who are known to be beautiful and beautiful in the pavilion, who usually pretend to be reserved to the door and do not go out of the small door, who called them all chose the position by the window, who called her Zhao Feixue came the earliest, sat the longest, and drank the most tea?

Men are born to worship the strong, women are born to love heroes! However, men can be so crazy about their heroes that they can even abandon their families, but women can't pursue what they love so openly! The so-called female virtue, the so-called reserve!

The so-called folk customs are open to the modern age where you can go out with only one inner library; The so-called feudal antiquity where even if you only see one toe, you have to be responsible for it to the end!

Although this difference is quite understandable, the extremely tonal yin and yang weirdness that the shopkeeper expressed made Feixue unhappy.

Glancing fiercely at the shopkeeper who turned around and went downstairs, with the principle of taking a step back and opening up the sky, Feixue held back his fiery temper.

took a shallow sip of tea, and set his eyes on the increasingly hot street, if not, that time in the palace intentionally mentioned, if it wasn't for Feng Qinghan's extremely deliberate attitude of ignoring this person. How could she be so star-chasing in this teahouse?

She was just curious, but she cared, the wind was cold and cold, and she wanted to know everyone who was related to him, and the truth that he had never pretended...

A qiē and a qiē made her unstoppable care, and she couldn't stop wanting to intervene!

Stunned by the teacup in her hand, Feixue glanced at the sun that was sinking more and more westward, and her thoughts suddenly ethereal!

"Four princes, four princes!

"God of War, our God of War is back!

The thunderous exclamation on the street interrupted Feixue's contemplation in an instant, and reflexively cast his eyes on the pure white figure!

From this point of view, although the breezy face is not very clear, Bao Dan, as far as the warm jade-like and extraordinary aura exuded from his body, even if it is so far away, it still makes people feel clear!

Why is the fourth prince pants so magical by the people, and now Feixue can understand a little bit.

Bloody wind and blood rain for many years, but can still have such a clean grace, this person is not born with fairy bones, or with the wind and cold to build like that, scheming, good at hiding!

Glancing at the backs of the pedestrian in a high-profile distance, Feixue sighed and got up to leave.

Sure enough, there is no simple role in the royal family, the god of war, the messenger of the moon, the wind is cold, when will you show your edge......"