Chapter 38: Joys and sorrows

After that day, Dong Wentao has been silent, in the Danxiang Palace, Feng Yanhao was crowned king as the eldest prince, and now there are many former ministers of Danxiang in the court, such a thing is a humiliation in their eyes, but this matter is also something that Wu Zhuguo has to do.

In this way, the princes, courtiers, and soldiers from Wu Zhuguo have to comfort the courtiers of the old dynasty of Danxiang Kingdom, as Feng Yanhao's right-hand man, the general of Wu Zhuguo, Dong Wentao is the first to bear the brunt, so he naturally has to put more effort into it.

In his busy life, in addition to the affairs of the court, Dong Wentao only has one thing left to do to practice swords. But since talking to Feng Yanhao on the day of the fight, Dong Wentao suddenly felt that he seemed to have something better to do than practicing swords. When such a thought came to his mind, even he was frightened. It turned out that unconsciously, "Jingyi" had been hidden so deep in his heart.

Dong Wentao sighed, put away his sword, as if blaming, as if comforting himself, and said to himself: "Don't think about it anymore, she is Jian Che's fiancΓ©e, how can you do this?" ”

When such words come out, they have a rebellious effect in the heart. In the previous sentence, a friend's wife can't be bullied, and a voice immediately said in the back, but Jian Che doesn't like her, and the two look at each other, so it's better to solve this problem by yourself, Yunyun.

Coming and going, more and more people don't know what to do, Dong Wentao was angry, drew his sword and rose, and the sharp sword force the maids and servants waiting next to him to retreat again and again, avoiding a long distance.

In this way, Dong Wentao's intention was fulfilled, and he, who had always held his breath and danced the sword with his head in a sullen manner, now also roared, and even the wind whistle with the sword breaking through the air "swished" directly, which made people feel murderous from afar.

When Feng Yanhao came in, the servant next to him saw it and was about to salute and report, but he was silenced. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the peach trees in the courtyard through the hollow wall of the flower hall, the plain white figure danced again and again, causing the peach blossoms to fall one after another, and the sword at the end of the sword pierced the peach tree, and said coldly with imperceptible anger: "Who?" ”

"Haha......" Feng Yanhao clapped his palms and said with a smile: "I thought that Brother Wen Tao's sword had always been steady and calm, but today I inadvertently glanced at it, but it made me see the swift side of your sword." ”

Dong Wentao saw that it was Feng Yanhao, and he knew that he was rude, so he took off his sword and bowed respectfully and said: "Wen Tao is not only here Your Highness, it is rude, I hope Your Highness will not blame!" ”

Feng Yanhao was silent, walked over to himself, and reached out to pull out the sword that had pierced into the peach tree, but the sword did not move. He quipped: "I don't know who provoked our General Dong and made you so angry, even your favorite peach tree suffered such a thing!" ”

Feng Yanhao turned his head, looked at Dong Wentao, saw that he was silent, smiled lightly, and said, "Brother Wentao, didn't you complain about me because of Miss Begonia?" ”

"Minister, don't dare!" Dong Wentao clasped his hands into fists, bowed his head and saluted, and said in response.

"Hmph, I know you're uncomfortable, but ...... What to do? I also like the tightness she likes! Feng Yanhao ignored what he said and said to himself.

Seeing him like this, Dong Wentao just bowed his head and listened silently, but he didn't feel distracted in his heart, and his mind flew to "Jingyi", feeling sad about what he was going to do.

The chat with each heart did not last long, because the two of them were already living in the palace, Feng Yanhao invited Dong Wentao to have lunch at his place, saying that he went out to hunt a young deer yesterday, and it was cooked in the imperial dining room today, so he could go and taste it.

When he said this, Dong Wentao didn't dare not agree, but he was still wearing a dressing coat, so he said: "Please go to the outer hall to rest for a while, your own maid will serve tea for Your Highness, and the minister will come when he changes his clothes." ”

Feng Yanhao nodded, went out of the road to follow him, and asked Haitang to pack up and wait for him, and then turned back to the outer hall to wait for Dong Wentao.

When Dong Wentao came out with his clothes, he saw Feng Yanhao sitting so dryly, with no tea and fruit in front of him, so he had to blame the maid waiting next to him.

Feng Yanhao hurriedly stopped when he saw it: "It's none of her business, I told her not to bother, I have prepared a good orchid wine there, no matter how fragrant your tea is, it won't taste good at this time." ”

Dong Wentao said "yes", and went to him with Feng Yanhao for dinner.

When he was still a long way away from the palace of Feng Yanhao, Dong Wentao saw a bright red fire and hurriedly went to the front hall, who is it not Begonia? Dong Wentao suddenly felt very bored, but this time he had to retreat and discord, so he had to accompany Feng Yanhao in the end.

The side courtyard of the front hall was originally the bedroom of King Danxiang, divided into the inner dormitory, and the outer dormitory, and now Feng Yanhao lives here, and the outer dormitory has been transformed into a study and a place for private discussions.

When Dong Wentao followed him in, he saw that a variety of things had been placed in the open-air courtyard of the side courtyard, and the freshly cut venison on the grill was "squeaking" and bubbling with oil, bringing out a bloody smell, which made the begonias nauseous.

Feng Yanhao naturally saw this scene, but he ignored it, sat down, took a large piece of venison from the grill and handed it to Haitang, and said with a smile: "Such a delicacy must have never been eaten by Haitang girl, come, taste it, this is not what our Wu Zhuguo likes to do." As he spoke, he didn't ask what Begonia meant, and fed the piece of venison.

Where can Begonia carry such a bloody thing, it is already disgusting when it smells, how can it still be eaten? But in the face of King Danxiang, she couldn't shirk it, so she had to swallow the piece of meat with a stiff mouth.

When Feng Yanhao saw it, he applauded repeatedly, and handed over the full cup of orchid wine poured next to him, and said to Begonia: "Miss Begonia, try this orchid wine again, this is also a unique ...... of our Wuzhu Kingdom."

Haitang ate that piece of venison, and she was nauseous in her heart, but she couldn't vomit in front of King Danxiang, so she could only endure it. Seeing Feng Yanhao handing her the wine to drink, she only tasted it at first, but the fishy smell in her heart was really uncomfortable, and she had never drunk less wine in Changle Fang before, so she poured it down with Feng Yanhao's hand.

Begonia doesn't know the power of this orchid wine, how can Dong Wentao not know it? This wine is in Wuzhu Kingdom, even men don't dare to drink it like this, let alone a girl in Begonia! He really couldn't see it, so he opened his mouth to persuade: "Miss Begonia, it's better to drink this wine slowly, be careful to get drunk!" ”

In fact, at this time, where did Haitang still listen to his words, and where could she still care about whether she was drunk or not, she had already been sore from the venison and orchid wine, and now, she just wanted to spit them out. Seeing the pool next to him, Begonia really couldn't hold it, so he ran over and vomited, and vomited all the things he had just eaten, and then he felt better.

In this way, where are Feng Yanhao and Dong Wentao still in the mood to eat again? Feng Yanhao waved his hand and said, "That's it, this king is not in a good mood today, let's have dinner with General Dong another day!" After saying that, he went back to the dormitory.

Dong Wentao gave a salute, waited for Feng Yanhao to go in, saw the begonia that was vomiting in the dark, left her a handkerchief, and went back silently.