Chapter 42: Keep the Trial Knife

Fenghe Hall is one of the most magnificent palaces in the Donghuang Imperial Palace, with Zhu Zhu flying eaves, carved beams and painted buildings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info There is a corner gate on the east side of the Fenghe Palace, there is a quiet place outside the corner gate, surrounded by rockeries, green water into a pool, and there are a few weeping willows next to it, which is the emperor's occasional idle place.

Jiang Moyan happened to be standing in the direction of the corner gate, not far from her, and Mu Qing was standing.

Jiang Moyan was in a very sad mood at this time, because the sound of silk and bamboo wind music was coming from the Fenghe Hall at this time. Those who are seated have their own sweethearts and those who are coveting their sweethearts, but they can only stand outside and let things develop in a direction beyond their control.

Jiang Moyan's most unbearable thing is the feeling of losing control. Whatever is beyond her control, she becomes restless and can't help but want to intervene. She couldn't wait to rush into the hall now, pulling Feng Jiutian and shouting: Do you know who your lover is? It's me, it's me Jiang Moyan. And then give that Princess Tana a hard slap.

Thinking of this Tana, it was really beyond her expectations. In her original cognition, Tana, a Mongolian princess, must be a tall, muscular, brutal and willful woman. I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes, and I knew that poor mountains and bad waters can also raise delicate flowers.

Judging by her appearance alone, you would think that you had met a tall Jiangnan girl. In particular, her slim dress is a special case and unconventional in this feudal and conservative ancient times, which is difficult to ignore. From the eyes that almost stared out of those ministers, it can be seen how much they appreciate such a beauty growing and swaying in front of everyone's eyes.

Jiang Moyan was distracted when he heard a slightly hoarse male voice: "Are you in a daze?" ā€

The voice was hoarse, but it still carried the depth of her familiarity. She suddenly returned to her soul, turned around and saw the Nine Emperor Princes who had almost reached her, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, why did you come out?" ā€

Feng Jiutian rubbed his eyebrows, gently shook Fa Jiang's shoulders, and said tiredly: "Come out of this palace to breathe, you accompany me to the front for a walk." ā€

Feng Jiutian slowly walked towards the corner gate in front. Jiang Moyan didn't care about anything else, so he could only follow behind.

The garden is quiet, probably not many people. But the path is very clean, and it can be seen that it is often cleaned. The uncleared grass has been covered with thick fallen leaves, and from time to time yellowed leaves fall lightly from the trees. There was a hint of wind in the air, teasing the wicker that had fallen to the surface of the water and swaying gently.

Feng Jiutian walked to the water's edge, picked up a clean stone and sat down, then turned back to Jiang Moyan and said, "Sit with me for a while." He inadvertently omitted the self-title of "Hongu", and he didn't know if he had found out about it.

Jiang Moyan also wanted to sit with him from the bottom of his heart, so he was not polite. She found a flat stone next to him and sat down. He picked up a small stone and threw it to play. The stones grazed the surface of the water, and after a few ups and downs, they fell into the water and disappeared.

Feng Jiutian thought it was interesting, so he asked, "Your stone is still very beautiful, do you often play with it?" ā€

Jiang Moyan used to play a lot in her previous life, and she played with Ah Tian, but she didn't play as well as Ah Tian, and she played floating. At this time, seeing Feng Jiutian asking her, she had a hint of a good show mentality in her heart, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you want to try it?" She lowered her head and picked up another stone and handed it to Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian took it generously, thought about Jiang Moyan's movements, and threw the stone out hard. The stone flew far away, almost to the other side of the lake, but unfortunately as soon as the stone touched the water, it quickly sank.

Jiang Moyan smiled secretly in his heart, with a hint of revenge, Ah Tian, Ah Tian, you also have today?

Feng Jiutian was not embarrassed, he lowered his head and picked up a stone and threw it out for the second time. The stones were clinging to the surface of the water, rising and falling several times, and falling far into the water. Feng Jiutian turned around and saw Jiang Moyan's unbelievable stupid look, and there was a trace of annoyance in his eyes that he did not admit defeat.

Feng Jiutian was amused in his heart, and picked up the stone for her. Jiang Moyan took it, aimed at the angle, and threw it out fiercely. The pebbles floated in front of the water and sank in the middle of the lake.

Jiang Moyan was a little discouraged, could she not lose to this stinky boy in her past life and present life? He has only just learned, which is too against the sky!

Feng Jiutian no longer throws stones. He looked up at the blue sky in the distance and exhaled softly, as if he wanted to vomit out all the boredom in his heart.

Jiang Moyan looked at Feng Jiutian's increasingly solemn expression, knowing that he was unhappy in his heart, and could even understand his faint sadness. She didn't talk much, just silently accompanied him to watch the sky. The atmosphere seemed solemn, but it was not awkward.

Just when she thought that Feng Jiutian would not speak again, she heard him say softly: "What was your mood when you first saw that Cui Youdao?" ā€

Jiang Moyan didn't look back at him, still looking at the sky in the distance and said, "The first time I saw him, I just thought he was ugly." I think my grandfather must have been much better looking than he was. Jiang Moyan laughed, and then said: "Then I feel that he is a good match with the Yin family, the same disgusting, the same despicable." After that, he began to calculate how many days he had left to live. ā€

Feng Jiutian was also amused, looked back at Jiang Moyan's apple-like and ruddy face, and asked, "You haven't hesitated?" ā€

Jiang Moyan shook his head and asked rhetorically, "Why are you hesitating?" Such a wicked person, left until now is to test the knife for the master, he will die at the hands of the master sooner or later, of course, you must fully experience the pleasure before revenge! ā€

"Pleasure?" Feng Jiutian felt those two words, and couldn't help but smile, and the block in his heart was instantly removed. She is right, such a wicked person is reserved for himself to wipe the knife, and it seems that it is not bad to experience the pleasure before revenge. So, what are you struggling with?

Feng Jiutian turned his head again and stared at the person in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would be able to change his mind in just a few words. He was glad that he had transferred him to his side, maybe this child was really a gift from God!

In the distance, there were several fast-running footsteps, interrupting Feng Jiutian's train of thought. He turned around and saw an anxious Liu Gonggong with two little eunuchs looking all the way over. Seeing the Nine Emperors sitting by the water, he hurriedly came over to report: "Your Highness, you let the old slave find it." The woman ......" Gonggong Liu suddenly stopped his mouth when he said this, and changed his words: "The queen's mother, Princess Liutana, stayed in the palace temporarily, and gave her the Hongxi Palace behind the Zichen Palace. ā€

Feng Jiutian frowned slightly, and unfolded it randomly. He looked at Jiang Moyan and suddenly changed the topic: "How is your light practice?" ā€

Jiang Moyan was originally worried about the news brought by Gonggong Liu, and was inadvertently asked by Feng Jiutian. She was quick to react, shaking her head with a distressed look. When it comes to light work, Jiang Moyan has one head and two big. It stands to reason that she has a good foundation in martial arts and physical fitness, and any skill should be difficult for her. But it's just this light skill, but she can't practice it well. From her heart, she couldn't understand the appearance of this unnatural phenomenon, a person of more than a hundred pounds, instantly broke through gravity and left the ground, it was too unbelievable.

As soon as Feng Jiutian saw her bitter gourd face, he knew that this child had encountered a bottleneck. He looked up to find a position, reached out and grabbed Jiang Moyan's belt, and with a slight stroke, the two of them fell lightly on the branches of the tree like flying swallows.

Jiang Moyan exclaimed, and the octopus climbed onto Feng Jiutian's body. A faint sweet fragrance penetrated Feng Jiutian's snort, making him lose his mind for a moment. Fortunately, Jiang Moyan's exclamation drew his attention back, and he hugged her slender waist, and fell back to the ground in a spin.

Jiang Moyan saw that his body was no longer moving, so he tentatively opened his eyes, facing Feng Jiutian's mocking eyes, his face was red, and he hurriedly got off Feng Jiutian's body, and touched his head embarrassedly.

Gonggong Liu looked at Jiang Moyan's appearance and sighed in his heart, how can such a guard protect His Highness? I don't know what's wrong with His Highness, I have to find a child to come over, it's really a drag.

Feng Jiutian said to Jiang Moyan: "You are too nervous, your whole body is tense like a stone, how can you fly?" Take it easy and go back and try again. ā€

Jiang Moyan nodded blankly, her heart was still beating a little unsteadily, but this kind of high-and-high reality made her have to accept it, it seems that she has to work harder.

Feng Jiutian looked at her and smiled slightly, looked up at the sky again, and said to everyone: "Go back!" ā€