Ten days after waking up from her slumber, Feng Zhige saw her current father, Feng Lin, at nightfall.

can get Zhao Youjun's favor, Fenglin's charm is undoubted, he is Chinese New Year's Eve a year old today, and he is in the most mature golden age of a man. As a descendant of the military general family, Feng Lin has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, but he has some unique elegance of literati, and he has a unique charm that belongs to him when mixed together.

It's no wonder that Zhao Youjun, who has always been above the top, can be so desperate for him. Feng Zhige thought.

Feng Lin is unfamiliar with this daughter who has been asleep since birth, and in the past eight years, due to some reasons, he has not come to see this daughter once. He has not been good at words for more than ten years, so naturally it is impossible for him to become talkative overnight, so he didn't say much to Feng Zhige, just took a look and went outside.

In order to take care of Feng Zhige, Mu Qingwan rested in Feng Zhige's room for the past two days. At this time, Mu Qingwan was sitting on the soft couch by the window and doing some needlework for Feng Zhige by the flickering candlelight.

Over the years, Luo Shuixuan has only been unable to speak and move Feng Zhige except for her, if she hadn't found something to do for herself, I'm afraid she would have collapsed in this long lonely years, so even if the sewing room has not forgotten Luo Shuixuan, she and her daughter's clothes have been made by herself all these years.

"Sanniang......" Feng Lin's expression was obscure, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, "Just leave these things to the needle and thread." ”

Mu Qingwan traveled three times at her mother's house, and everyone in the family called her Sanniang.

After a pause in his hand, Mo Qingwan bit off the thread and did not look up, "After so many years, I have long been used to it." The candlelight was light, and the light and shadow shone on her face, printing a different kind of softness and satisfaction.

Feng Lin was silent.

Once upon a time, they were also a young couple, with a deep and meaningful relationship, and I don't know how many people they envied.

Until now, there is nothing to say when we meet.

But this qiē, besides blaming him, who can blame? Feng Lin's face was full of bitterness.

"Sanniang, do you blame me?" The ghost sent the gods, and it was more than ten years late, Feng Lin asked this question.

Resentment? How can you not complain?

Mu Qingwan put down the needle and thread in his hand, thought about it carefully, and then looked up into Feng Lin's eyes for the first time.

"Once upon a time, complain," although he said grievances, Mu Qingwan had a smile on his face, "But now I am very satisfied, although you almost ruined my life, but you gave me a stop song, and this is nothing in exchange." ”

"Stop singing......" Hearing Mu Qingwan say that he was satisfied, Feng Lin was not as relaxed as he imagined, and the lingering bitterness seeped into his heart even more.

Speaking of her daughter, Mu Qingwan's eyebrows softened, "Zhige, it's our daughter, this is the name she chose for herself." ”

Feng Lin couldn't suppress the sudden weirdness in his heart.

For this unexpected daughter, although he has seen it from the future, he is not unconcerned. But now that his daughter has woken up from her slumber, the shock in his heart is far greater than joy.

In the hearts of the people up and down the Marquis of Weiyuan, and even in the hearts of Mu Qingwan, they once thought that Feng Zhige would sleep forever, and he would not even have the opportunity to open his eyes and take a look at the prosperity of this world.

But now, the sleeping big girl woke up overnight, and that's it, but shouldn't a person who has never been awake be as ignorant and dazed as a baby? Why is this eldest girl of the Feng family completely like a normal person, not only can she write well, but she can even choose her own name.

Weiyuan Marquis Mansion is now rumored that the eldest girl is either blessed by gods and Buddhas, or she is haunted by ghosts!

In this regard, Feng Lin naturally has doubts.

However, after seeing the happiness and satisfaction on Mu Qingwan's face, he unconsciously favored himself and Ah Wan's daughter to be blessed by gods and Buddhas.

No matter what, it was his daughter with Ah Wan, as long as Ah Wan was happy, it was enough.

Thinking of this, Feng Lin remembered another thing he had done when he came to Luoshuixuan.

"Since the daughter ...... Stop singing," paused, whether it was in accordance with the rules or not, Feng Lin also accepted his daughter's self-chosen name, "She has woken up, and she is eight years old this year, so she must be on the family tree." ”

The genealogy is naturally to be up, but how to get it up, this is the problem.

Mu Qingwan thought of this question almost instantly.

The soft eyebrows and eyes gradually condensed, thinking of Feng Lin's intention, Mu Qingwan's eyes seemed to condense into ice. Since the quarrel more than ten years ago, she once again looked at Feng Lin coldly.

"Zhige naturally has to be on the family tree, and she must be the eldest daughter of the Feng family." Mu Qingwan said word by word.

Feng Lin's face froze, followed by disappointment and embarrassment in his heart.

He knew what Mu Qingwan meant, Zhao Youjun did mention that even if Feng Zhige was on the genealogy, he could only be used as a concubine, but he sternly refused, how could he and Ah Wan's daughter be remembered as a concubine? Even if Zhao Youjun is ...... Not at all!

What disappointed him was Mu Qingwan's attitude.

Ah Wan, sure enough, he doesn't trust him anymore. The precaution and vigilance in her eyes were so obvious that she couldn't even ignore them.

But who can be blamed for this? If it weren't for his weakness back then, how could he and Ah Wan have come to this point?

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Lin immediately deflated.

Taking a breath, he said, "Don't worry, Zhige was originally the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Weiyuan, and no one can change this." ”

Mu Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

In the eyes of anyone who is familiar with Mu Qingwan, Mu Qingwan is gentle and submissive, she grew up with Feng Lin since she was a child, and her childhood sweetheart has never blushed with Feng Lin for anything for so many years. Even when he had to back down more than ten years ago, he didn't argue with Feng Lin like he did today when he was so sad.

If it was just for herself, she could back down, but now she had to fight for Feng Zhige.

This may be the mother's rule.

……

When Feng Lin and Mu Qingwan were silent, Feng Zhige retreated lightly to the bedroom.

Since she woke up, she found that her identity in the Feng family was a little special. Zhao Youjun was born noble, and the servants and maids of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion called her Mrs., and Zhao Youjun said that Feng Zhige was a "big girl". Feng Zhige thought that Mu Qingwan was just Feng Lin's concubine, and she herself was Feng Lin's concubine, in order to confirm this speculation, she would come over to eavesdrop on the conversation between Feng Lin and Mu Qingwan, but she didn't expect to hear such a lot of news.

If she is the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Weiyuan, then Mu Qingwan is the wife of the Marquis of Weiyuan, so Zhao Youjun? But with Zhao Youjun's identity, it is absolutely impossible to be a concubine, and everyone in the house calls him "Mrs.", and Feng Mingxiang is the eldest son of the house.

There will be no equal wife in the family, nor will there be two main wives at the same time.

So......

The people and things of this Weiyuan Marquis Mansion are really complicated.

Feng Zhige shook his head gently, no longer bothering about whether his identity was a concubine or a concubine, and there would be a clear day after all.