is still willing to offer Fu Mingxia, a bodhisattva, what else is wrong with Feng Wanying?

"The gold-inlaid jade step shake on your head is worth a lot of money, this jade is in good condition, and the craftsmanship is not bad, obviously from everyone's hands. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Fu Minghua reached out to touch the fox fur on Fu Mingxia's body again," This fur is gorgeous in color, and it is not something that ordinary people can get. Some people have 10,000 dollars, but they don't give a dime to their wives, and Lord Feng is willing to give it up. "Especially in this situation.

Fu Mingxia's face was pale and pale, and she refused to speak.

Today she is going to the Qin Palace, if Feng Wanying is an opportunistic person, she should come with her, Yan Chai will see him no matter what.

But Feng Wanying refused to use such an opportunity. He is not a stunned boy, and he can't think about it well.

has lived to this age, and has been in officialdom for many years, how can he not even have this eyesight.

He didn't come over, I'm afraid he just wouldn't take advantage of Fu Mingxia.

Such a kind person, his character is not bad, but Fu Mingxia still sees others marrying better than her.

Fu Mingxia showed a stubborn look on her face, and Fu Minghua didn't want to talk about her.

She didn't stay for dinner and hurried back.

Mama Jiang took the gift slip out and said, "This Master Feng's family background is really good. ”

Let's not talk about the two pairs of gold bracelets, all kinds of silk silk have 20 horses, in addition to fox skin, mink skin, etc. are also 50 pieces each, as well as a few pearls and a few pairs of calligraphy and paintings, Jiangxi Imperial Cellar ornaments and colorful ceramics.

Fu Minghua thought of Fu Mingxia's arrogant self-esteem that was unusually high, and he was afraid that Feng Wanying would also see it, and he didn't want her to be embarrassed when he gave a heavy gift.

Thinking of what she said before, 'a little heart', and asking her not to dislike it, Fu Minghua smiled again.

In the evening, Yan Chai finished washing up and reading a book, and just went back to the inner courtyard before going to sleep.

At this point in time, Fu Minghua thought that he would not come back, but he didn't expect him to come back despite the wind and snow.

She sat up and was about to lift the quilt to the ground, but Yan Chai stretched out his hand to stop her: "Don't get up." ”

The wind and cold outside were heavy, and she took off her clothes again before lying down, one hot and one cold were the most susceptible to cold.

Some of the snow floating above his head had not yet melted, so he took a sip of the ginger tea handed by Mama Jiang and drank it, but he refused to drink it anymore in disgust.

The people waiting in the room got up again to prepare water, although he said not to get up, Fu Minghua still sat up with the quilt, and hooked the thick robe hanging at the end of the bed with his toes, and the exposed toes were delicate and white, like congealed fat, and he rolled his toes coldly, but he still did not retract.

Yan chased a look, put down the cup in his hand, took the clothes for her, and after seeing her quickly put it on, he shivered, and his brows wrinkled:

"I just won't listen."

Having said that, he warmed his hands and took her into his arms, along with her clothes.

The subordinate came in and lit the lamp, the room lit up, and Fu Minghua trembled: "Why did you come back at this time?" ”

He has been busy with official business recently, and as soon as Emperor Jia'an left, excerpts from all over the Tang Dynasty were sent to Fuzhong, and he was just a newcomer, and he was not familiar with it.

"If I don't come back, I'm afraid my Yuan Niang won't know what I look like." He smiled slightly, jokingly.

Yan Chai hadn't been back to the inner courtyard for several days, he finished bathing, put his hair wet out, leaned crookedly on the couch, and Fu Minghua took a handkerchief and wrestled his head for him.

His long hair was excellently long, thick and dense, and unusually smooth.

She saw the bloodshot in his eyes and pressed her hand lightly on his head.

Yan Chai narrowed his eyes, and simply leaned his head on her lap relaxedly: "Recently, princes from all over the country are going to enter Luoyang, so there are a lot of things." He explained, closed his eyes, and could feel her delicate fingertips pressing on his forehead and face, and smelling the faint fragrance on her body at the end of his nose, Yan Chai turned his head, buried his head in her lap, and said vaguely: "Yuan Niang, I miss you." ”

He closed his eyes and touched her legs with both hands, and her heart softened a little for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, she bent down and reached out to hug his head, and Yan Chai's hand stretched out, hugged her waist, and tightened it.

In fact, she once felt that the two might not be so suitable.

What Fu Minghua wanted at the beginning was actually not a husband like Yan Chai at all.

She is introverted, while he is flamboyant.

She has an embarrassing position in the Fu family, just looking for a good person to marry, and her wishes are so low that she just doesn't want to end up like the fate of 'Fu Minghua' after marrying Lu Changyuan in her dream.

And he is the son of the emperor, high above.

She is calm and indifferent, while he is enthusiastic.

She is like water, but he is like a mountain.

Both of them have different personalities, she always thought that the two were not very suitable, her personality was not pleasant, in fact, she was a little worried about how to get along with him.

But at this time, I felt that when I stretched out my arms and held him in my arms, instead of wrapping my hands around my chest to protect myself, I was not so afraid of injury.

Yan chased her hand, kissed her fingertips, and kneaded her palms for her, afraid that her hands would be sore if she had just pressed the acupuncture points for him.

At this moment, he is not the ambitious King of Qin, nor is he the general who once commanded soldiers and horses, swept away foreign tribes, and pacified civil strife.

Fu Minghua moved his legs, Yan Chai felt it, and sat up immediately, he was still rubbing, Fu Minghua said:

"Where is it so squeamish, rubbing it and getting tired?"

"It's a little red, and I'm distressed." His eyes were gentle, and he smiled and talked to her, but his hands kept moving.

"What did the guests say today?"

She is so cute today, but Yan Chai didn't know the reason, and for a while she felt a little regretful and regretful, so she asked her what she said to Fu Mingxia.

Fu Minghua said what he said to Fu Mingxia today, but skipped the fact that the two of them may not have a round house.

Although she didn't praise Feng Wanying, Yan Chai heard the appreciation in her words, and she was a little unpleasant, and she saw that his eyes became a little dangerous after she finished speaking.

I regretted it a little, but it was difficult to take back the words I said, so I had an idea and stammered:

"I feel that Master Feng has an excellent character, but I think that San Lang is even better for me."

His face was gloomy, and he didn't believe her, and he stood up with her in his arms.

Fu Minghua hooked his neck tightly and said desperately: "It's true, it's true." ”

As soon as Yan chased her hand, she was afraid of falling down, and let out a small gasp, a pair of long legs were firmly hooked on his waist:

"It's true, I miss you. If you don't come back today, I'd like to bring you soup tomorrow. ”

After she finished speaking, she leaned up and kissed him on the chin.

Yan Chai was satisfied, and then sat down again, Fu Minghua breathed a sigh of relief, buried his face in his chest and ignored him.

"Yao Shi is not by my side, so there will be few people to deal with everything for me, and when I summon him back to Beijing after the year, my time will be much more relaxed." (To be continued.) )