Duanmu's face sank, and he walked in front of Feng Dujin, stretched out his hand to prop himself on the corner of the table, leaned over and approached Feng Dujin, his deep eagle eyes looked directly at Feng Duijin who was sitting lazily on the soft chair, pursed his thin and sexy lips, forcing Feng Dujin to raise his eyes to look at him......

Similarly, Feng Dujin's cold eyes also give people a sense of oppression, she just squinted at Duanmu Ji coldly, her expressionless face was ruthless, even if the distance between the two was only one centimeter, they could look at each other calmly, the battle between the strong and the strong was just like Feng Duanjin and Duanmu Ji, whether it was friend or foe only depends on the attitude of this person......

"Feng Dujin, you are proud enough......" Duanmu said in a deep voice, he felt more and more that Feng Dujin was a mysterious, misty woman......

"...... each other" Feng Duanjin pushed away Duanmu Ji, who was blocking her vision, got up and walked towards the temple gate. She's feeling a little tired! Tired and want to find a place to be quiet, quiet......

"Xiao Jin......" Su Ci, who was standing outside the hall gate at this time, couldn't help but call out. He was at a loss, and only after packing up his feelings did he dare to leave the inner hall, and the moment he saw Feng Dujin, he found powerlessly that all the reasons he had woven were very pale.

Feng Dujin took a stride, met Su Ci's charming eyes, and immediately turned her eyes to look ahead. Cross over from Su Ci's left and walk out of Shuning Palace......

Su Ci looked at Feng Dujin who was getting farther and farther away in a daze, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, saddened......

There are too many unavoidables in this world, too many surprises, and before you can react, the abrupt and dramatic presentation is presented in front of you, which is not only unprepared, but also a little difficult to accept.

Su Ci was the fact that was unprepared and difficult to accept for Feng Dujin. At this moment, Feng Dujin shook her head and smiled, the only person who could bring her warmth in the vast sea of people was probably Feng Xuan Yiyuan! Her husband is the best person in the world who treats her and the purest person she has ever met......

Ah Yuan, do you know! I miss you a little......

Ah Yuan, where are you! You're doing well......

Feng Dujin took the exit token and walked out of the palace again, she wanted to find a secluded place to calm down. By this time the lights were already bright, and the vendors on the side of the street were still doing their own business, shouting in all directions.

Feng Dujin walked quietly on the side of the street, with a melancholy feeling spreading in her heart, sullen in her heart, she didn't like to be lively, but today she walked on the side of the lively street, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

"Assassination, let's go! Otherwise, if someone finds out that we have fled, we will die a miserable death......"

Feng Dujin looked back at the twilight, this voice is so familiar! Is it Ah Yuan? Feng Dujin looked around, patrolling the familiar figure, but there was no figure of that person in the crowd.

"Assassination, you are so slow! I've been caught, I'm going to leave you alone......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan held a theatrical mask handmade by a vendor, and had a lot of fun.

The "......" assassination had a calm pig liver face, and the mood was extremely melancholy. Who is it who refuses to leave? Who is chirping endlessly? Who, who, who? In his heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses ran back and forth several times, and finally fell silent, silent, silent......

"Huh...... Is it constipation to assassinate you? Feng Xuan Yuanyuan saw that the assassination was silent, turned his head to look behind him, and saw the black-clothed guard with a gloomy face, and asked very kindly.

Assassinate a stumbling and almost fell a dog and ate. He is very helpless to the unusually lively and ignorant young master, obviously the data shows that he is a decent, quiet beautiful man? How did he become such a speechless man after losing his memory!

"Oops, assassination for money! There are delicious osmanthus cakes there! Feng Xuan Yiyuan's eyes were bright and he looked at the pastries in a certain shop, and smiled brightly. In fact, he didn't like to eat sweet osmanthus cake very much, but a voice in the back of his mind told him that there was a little thing that he liked to eat very much. He couldn't remember what it was or what it looked like, but he knew it really existed.

If Bai Xue knew that the male master was so worried about it, would he shed three thousand feet of tears! Of course, Bai Xue, who was still enjoying the grace of beauty at this time, had already forgotten the male protagonist who was once intimate and committed adultery with wolves......

The "......" assassination was speechless again, looking up at the sky. Eat! Eat! You know the pure white young master who eats, God! Send someone to take this away......

Feng Dujin heard the voice again, and hurried to the source of the sound, reaching out to pick up the passers-by who were blocking the way one by one, she was sure that the voice was Feng Xuan Yiyuan, but the more eager she was, the more she couldn't find the familiar figure.

Feng Dujin bowed her head in frustration, turned around and walked towards the lively place again. Is it really an auditory hallucination? Or is it longing for lovesickness, and it is long time impossible to distinguish between yes and no?

At this time......, next to the pergola by the shore of a dark lake, an old man over half a hundred years old shook the sign jar in his hand and shouted loudly.

Feng Dujin walked to the table alone, sat down a little lonely, silent, and looked a little dazed.

"This young lady is tested? Let's pick one......" The old man smiled and handed the jar to Feng Dujin, motioning for Feng Dujin to pick one.

Feng Dujin raised her eyes and glanced at it, reached out and picked one of them and gave it to the old man, and asked sullenly, "Do you know where he is?" ”

When the old man saw this sign, he was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Girl, is it a test of marriage?" The old man can only shake his head, if you test the marriage relationship, the old man will recite a poem for the girl, and he will understand. ”

"He Shi?" Feng Dujin frowned, is this old man a god stick? Fool people! Alas, forget it! It doesn't matter if you're a liar or not......

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was there, and the lights were dim!" The old man shook his head and said, then squinted at the woman in front of him with a cold temperament.

"Really?" Feng Dujin couldn't help but shake her head, there was no Ah Yuan in the light! A little melancholy, he put a silver ingot on the table, and turned around and walked towards the bridge in a slightly frustrated manner.

"Girl, the old man guesses that after crossing this bridge, he will be able to see your marriage......" The old man got up and unceremoniously hid the silver in his sleeve, and shouted loudly to the cold and arrogant back.

Seeing Feng Dujin walking away, the old man who had signed scratched his head and muttered puzzledly: "Strange thing, there is no signature!" ”

At this time, the proprietress who was doing business in the pergola put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and said to the old man on the side: "Old man, you are screaming again!" What a light, every time you test the lot, you say that! ”

"Uh-huh...... Eat for food! Let's go, let's go, let's go......, "The old man who tested the sign went home, and secretly thought that this girl should not be really stupid, what kind of lights to go to wait for someone who is destined!"

Feng Dujin crossed the bridge, or walked to the lively place, she naturally didn't believe the old man's words, she was just confused for a while, she wanted to find a support point, to support herself to go forward, she would not give up Ah Yuan, the first time she saw him, she knew that he was the person she wanted to protect with all her heart.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!" Feng Xuan Yiyuan nibbled on the big bun he had just bought, and said inarticulately. Behind him was followed by a speechless assassination, holding a saber and a stinky expression on his face.

"Young Master, it's time to go back......" The assassin still couldn't help but remind, it was getting late and he didn't go back to Qianji Pavilion, the old sect leader and the old woman should be in a hurry.

"Wait, look! You see! What is that? Windmills? Feng Xuan Yiyuan saw something strange again, walked to the vendor happily, stretched out his hand to turn the edge of the windmill, and smiled very brightly.

"A-Yuan......" Feng Dujin looked at him under the oil lamp in a daze, the man in a fish-white robe, his smile was so fresh and pure, his green silk was spread out over his shoulders, he was tied with a small bag of grain and fixed with a white ribbon, and the ribbon left by his tail was floating in the wind. He turned the edge of the windmill with his left hand, held the bun in his right hand, ignored the crowd on the street, and took a big bite without any scruples, eating with relish, and the satisfied expression on his face made Feng Dujin a little distracted......

Maybe Feng Dujin's eyes were too hot, which made Feng Xuan Yiyuan turn his head to look, and when he glanced at the woman standing in the dark, he couldn't take his eyes off it for a while. It's not that the woman looks amazing, but the coldness of her isolation from the world, which makes him can't help but stare at her. It was so familiar and strange, and the smell seemed familiar to him, but he still couldn't remember where he had felt it...... They looked at each other in pairs and didn't look away for a long time.

"Young Master, it's time to go......" The assassination didn't notice Feng Dujin in the shadows, and urged with a straight face.

"Huh? Okay, okay......" Feng Xuan Yiyuan turned around and responded, skimmed over and took a small bite of the bun again, and walked forward with a smile heartlessly, without looking at Feng Dujin again.

Feng Dujin was in a hurry, and quickly ran to Feng Xuan Yiyuan, pulled his arm, and called happily: "Ah Yuan......"

Feng Xuan Yiyuan was pulled by Feng Dujin, the meat bun in his hand fell to the ground, he looked at the enlarged face in front of him with some puzzlement, leaned back, and asked weakly: "This young lady, do you have anything to ......do?"

"......" Feng Dujin frowned, what miss? I haven't seen him for three months, so I don't know his wife? So the face that was a little happy suddenly turned into a paralyzed face, a gloomy face.

"Girl, men and women don't kiss each other...... Feng Xuan Yiyuan struggled to break with the hand that was vigorously held by Feng Dujin's arm, but he couldn't break free because he didn't have enough strength! Pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.

"......" Do men and women kiss each other? Feng Dujin frowned, her face was calm, and she pursed her lips, very unhappy that Feng Xuan Yiyuan pretended not to know her.

"Girl, this kind of behavior is very rude, and the impact is not ......" Okay! Feng Xuan Yiyuan didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted by Feng Dujin, only to see the cold-faced woman in front of him, the corners of her mouth hooked, looking at him with a smile, once again pulled him to her chest, and then stretched out her hand to circle him, and said in a cold voice: "Ah Yuan, I haven't seen you for a few months, don't you know your wife?" ”

Feng Xuan was stunned, very puzzled by Feng Dujin's words. But for the behavior of the woman in front of him who disrespected him, he was a little annoyed and displeased: "In front of the public, what is the meaning of the girl being so immoral and taking advantage of this young master?" ”