But Feng Mingxiang is different, if it comes to blood, Feng Mingwu is his dearest sister, but he treats Feng Zhige better than Feng Mingwu.

Of course, there are also reasons why Feng Mingwu did it herself.

But no matter what, Feng Mingxiang's treatment of Feng Zhige is indeed closer than his sister.

Even if it is the entire Dawu Dynasty several times, there is absolutely no other case of harmony between the brothers and sisters or the brothers and sisters of the Gaomen family, as harmonious as between Feng Mingxiang and Feng Zhige.

In this era when the difference between the concubines and the concubines is like a moat, the children of the concubines and the children of the concubines will become natural enemies, that is, there are very few who can turn a blind eye to each other and not interfere with each other, let alone be really close to each other like brothers and sisters.

For Feng Zhige, Feng Mingxiang's friendliness without any purpose is precious.

Even if the warmth she is willing to give to others is limited, in the face of Feng Mingxiang, she is always willing to show her warmest side.

"Why did my brother come back so early today?" Feng Zhige raised a smile and naturally greeted Feng Mingxiang, but then his eyes fell on Feng Mingxiang's hand pressed on his chest, and his face became a little suspicious, "Brother, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?" ”

Feng Mingxiang then put his hand down, but he put it behind him, and in a place where Feng Zhige couldn't see, his hand was clenched tightly as if he was holding something most important, and the few green tendons on the back of his hand looked more and more hideous.

It was almost with all his strength that Feng Mingxiang temporarily suppressed the strange feelings in his heart, and then showed a peaceful smile to Feng Zhige as usual: "No, it's just that I'm a little happy to see my sister." Then he turned his gaze to Xiao Jingbei and Han Jiqi, "Who are these two?" ”

Feng Zhige pointed to the two of them and introduced Feng Mingxiang: "This is the prince of An Guogong, today I was out shopping with my cousin or Xiao Shizi kindly sent me home." This is Han Jiji, my brother's son, who my brother should have seen in the Han family's garden last time. ”

Feng Mingxiang had indeed seen Han Jiqi and had an impression of him, he just asked about the identities of Han Jiqi and Xiao Jingbei, but he didn't want Feng Zhige to see that there was something wrong with him, so he deliberately asked.

I feel that I have been able to control my feelings perfectly. Feng Mingxiang turned over and dismounted, and nodded to Xiao Jingbei and Han Jiji.

Xiao Jingbei and Han Jiqi are not people who don't know how to look at each other at all, and the two of them can also see that Feng Mingxiang's love is a little wrong at this time, originally they should say goodbye to Feng Mingxiang and Feng Zhige at this time. just looked at each other, but the two of them pursed their lips in unison, as if they were angry, and neither of them spoke.

It's just that these several people can't be pestle at the gate like pillars, and Feng Zhige estimated that it was almost past meal time at this time. Then he turned to Feng Mingxiang and said: "Brother, Xiao Shizi is also a good intention, Ji Ji is the first time to come to our house as a guest, and now it is meal time, why don't you come to the banquet on your behalf, brother?" ”

In this era, even the brothers and sisters in the family have the rule of not having a seven-year-old banquet, Feng Zhige, a girl in the boudoir, how can she eat at the same table with two adult men, even if she doesn't care about these rules, she always has to think about whether Mu Qingwan can accept it.

Feng Mingxiang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Nodding and smiling: "Sister, don't worry, since you are your guest, you will definitely take care of Xiao Shizi and Third Young Master Han for your brother." ”

Han Jiqi would call Feng Zhige "aunt", that was because the old man Han recognized Feng Zhige as his daughter, and Feng Mingxiang never thought that he could be the elder of Han Jige by virtue of Feng Zhige's brother, so he used "Han Third Young Master" when calling Han Jige.

Inexplicably, Han Jiji's face became a little softer when he heard him call him like this.

Now that the people have been handed over to Feng Mingxiang, I believe that Feng Mingxiang will definitely greet them well, Feng Zhige nodded to Xiao Jingbei and Han Jiji, and then ignored the matter. took Lin Niangzi's mother and son and the maids around her into the house.

Just when Feng Zhige and his party entered the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, Liang Youcai, who had fled from the wolf before, entered a mansion a little sneakily, and not long after he entered. A seemingly ordinary, unmarked carriage also drove to the secluded back door outside the house.

Sitting outside the carriage was an old coachman who looked old, it was not easy to be a coachman, his face was full of wrinkles after years of wind and rain, and his hands were so rough that they could almost draw the fabric of his clothes.

The carriage came to a slow stop outside the house. The driver turned around, as if trying to say something to the people sitting in the carriage, but received only a few muffled "ahh

Looking in through the open mouth of the coachman, there was a black hole and a hole in the mouth, which was particularly terrifying.

The coachman is dumb!

And it is clear that he was not born dumb, but was the result of having his tongue cut.

In the middle of the night, the curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old maid dressed not unusually dressed got out of the carriage first, and when she looked around and found that no one was paying attention to it, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and stretched out her hand into the carriage.

Then, a snow-white wrist put on the maid's arm, and then a woman with a light veil was helped out of the carriage by the maid.

A few people obviously did not want to attract the attention of others, and the coachman drove the carriage to the mouth of the alley very skillfully, and the master and servant who got out of the carriage quickly pushed open the hidden wooden door and flashed into the house.

Entering the house, this master and servant were obviously much more relaxed than before.

This is a three-entry house, the area in the capital is not small, the two of them are familiar with the road through the house, and after a while they came to the main courtyard, the masked woman pushed the door by herself, but the maid was left outside the courtyard gate.

It's just that when the courtyard door was tightly closed, the maid glared at the courtyard with disgruntle.

In the courtyard, it was already spring at this time.

As soon as the masked woman stepped into the courtyard, a pair of hands reached out from behind the door, tore off the light veil from her face, and placed it on an osmanthus tree beside her.

The veil was removed, revealing a beautiful and mature face.

"Baby, you miss me." The hands tightly wrapped around the woman's plump body, first leaned up and kissed a few times, and then unceremoniously groped on the woman's body, while groping, and softly, gasping and said, "It is said that 'I don't see you for a day, such as every other autumn', counting, we haven't seen each other for many years." ”

The woman wanted to refuse. It's just that the man kissed and touched him, and his whole body was hot, so he half-pushed and half-refused, but she thought of the maid guarding outside the hospital, and she looked back with some anxiety. When he found that the color of the maid's clothes could be faintly seen through the crack in the door, he reached out and pushed the man who hugged her tightly, "Death, what is the monkey anxious about, the hooves are still outside the door." ”

The man also glanced out the door. I don't know what I thought, there was more heat in his eyes, and then he pouted nonchalantly, "Isn't that the girl next to you, does she dare to say something outside." ”

Having said that, he also walked in with the woman in his arms.

The trees planted in the courtyard blocked the biggest day of the day, leaving mottled spots of light on the man's face, but it was Liang Youcai, who was grabbed by Lin Niangzi outside the teahouse.

Unlike the teahouse, which was full of wolves, Liang Youcai not only changed his clothes at this time, but also took care of his face much brighter than before.

Push open the bedroom door. Throwing it back at will, Liang Youcai half-hugged the woman and fell down on the carved bed, he kneaded and pinched the sensitive parts of the woman's body more or less lightly or heavily, listening to the ambiguous moaning and moaning that came from the woman's mouth, and laughed in a low voice: "Baby, you haven't come to me for so many days, do you miss me?" ”

The woman was already a little immersed in desire and hope, but when she heard Liang Youcai say this, she suddenly sobered up a little, and she pushed away Liang Youcai's hand that was making a mistake on her. Then sat up, glanced at Liang Youcai with a slanted glance, and said with a little sourness: "Do you still need me to think about it, it's only been a few days." The lady in the family has already come to the door with the child, don't you coax the lady at this time, what are you doing to me? ”

Although it has already entered autumn, the summer heat has not completely receded at this time, and the clothes on the woman's body are already thin, and there is a previous intimacy with Liang Youcai. Now it can be said that it is disheveled, especially when both sides of the placket have been pulled apart by Liang Youcai, revealing a large area of white and attractive skin on the chest.

The woman obviously knew what she was like at this time, although she seemed to be angry and pushed Liang Youcai away, but she didn't have the slightest day to tidy up her clothes.

It's not so much that she is angry with Liang Youcai, but that she is hanging Liang Youcai's appetite.

Liang Youcai already had a desire in his heart, and at this time, seeing the woman's half-covered and half-revealing appearance of refusing to welcome back, he felt more and more excited, and he couldn't care about anything else, and pushed the woman down on the soft brocade quilt again, and while impatiently reaching out to untie the woman's clothes, he said nonchalantly: "My baby, don't you still understand my heart after all these years, in order to stay by your side, I let people tell the yellow-faced woman that I am dead, I cursed myself like this, and you still don't want to believe that I am single-minded to you?" ”

After saying this, he eagerly leaned over and nibbled lightly on the woman's chest.

Liang Youcai's action also successfully made the woman snort, she half turned her face, her eyes slightly closed, obviously enjoying Liang Youcai's waiting, but still a little dissatisfied: "Then how did she run to the capital to find you?" ”

Liang Youcai was burying his head in the woman's abundance at this time, and his words couldn't help but be a little vague, "Who knows what the leak is, it's been several years and let her find the capital." Baby, at this time, when it comes to the yellow-faced woman, isn't it a big scene, let's have fun is the right thing. ”

When the woman was emotional, she didn't say anything more, and after a while, the hanging silk tent shook for a while, leaving only the man's gasping and the woman's moaning and groaning echoing in the room.

After a long time, the movements on the bed gradually subsided, and Liang Youcai lay on the bed with a satisfied face, but he still held the woman in his arms, and from time to time gently rubbed his hand on the plump part of the woman's body.

The woman had just experienced an affair, and her cheeks were red at this time, and her original appearance was very gorgeous, which made her even more charming.

Thinking of the topic just now, the woman turned her head and said casually: "You and your lady have also respected each other for a few years, and now you really have no affection for your lady?" ”

Liang Youcai smiled low when he heard this, and pinched the red cherry on the woman's chest again, "Baby, are you still not satisfied...... That yellow-faced woman has no charm at all, less than one ten-thousandth of you, baby, if it wasn't for the poverty of the family, how would I marry her. ”

Saying this, Liang Youcai remembered the days when he and Lin Niangzi supported each other, especially that Lin Niangzi gave birth to a son.

The only son in his life......

Thinking like this, a little trance flashed in Liang Youcai's eyes.

The woman was a shrewd person, too. Seeing this, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and his voice was no longer soft before, and listening to Liang Youcai's ears brought him a chill.

"You don't care, the wife of the chaff, the son that woman bore to you. Can you also not care? The woman said this, staring at Liang Youcai's face with a pair of sharp eyes, not letting go of any change in Liang Youcai's expression, "You know, it is impossible for me to give birth to a child for you." If you don't want this son, you don't want someone to inherit the incense in your life......"

Later, the chill in the woman's voice was even worse.

The atmosphere of affection and sweetness in the room before quickly turned cold after the woman's words.

Although the woman didn't say anything threatening or anything like that, hearing it in Liang Youcai's ears made him really shudder.

He has been with the woman for several years, so he knows very well that the woman usually looks like he cares about him, but he is actually just a plaything in the woman's hand that she can play with, if he does something that the woman does not like. I'm afraid that the woman will turn her face without hesitation.

It is precisely because he knows this that Liang Youcai can still ruthlessly deny Lin Niangzi and Xiaobao even though he knows that he may only have one son in his life.

As it turned out, he was right in his decision.

If he had hesitated in front of Lin Niangzi at that time, I was afraid that he would have become a corpse that would never speak again.

Liang Youcai fully believed that a woman would have such a vicious method.

Even if he knew a lot about her, the woman wouldn't give him a chance to publicize their previous affairs.

Of course, Liang Youcai cherishes his little life, and the reason why he passed the news of his death to Lin Niangzi a few years ago was just to cut off contact with his family.

So realizing the coldness implied in the woman's words, Liang Youcai felt an agitation in his heart, and hurriedly raised a smile to flatteringly the woman. "Baby, what are you talking about, in order to be with you, I am already a dead person in the eyes of others. Compared to this, a son is nothing, baby, don't say such things in the future, I will be sad. ”

Hearing this, the woman looked at Liang Youcai inexplicably, and she didn't know if she believed Liang Youcai's words.

Liang Youcai's heart tightened again when he saw this, but there was nothing unusual on his face, and he even grabbed the woman's well-maintained hand and touched it to his chest. "I don't believe you're touching ......"

It's **, and this touch is naturally another charm.

……

Just when Liang Youcai was messing with the woman, Feng Mingxiang entertained Xiao Jingbei and Han Jiji, and sent them out of the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion, but then locked himself in the study and began to be in a daze.

Although an hour or two had passed, Feng Mingxiang's mind kept recalling the scene he had seen at the door of his house before.

It was already afternoon, the window of the study was wide open, and the autumn sun shone obliquely on Feng Mingxiang's body, dragging out a long oblique shadow.

As the sun set in the west, the shadows on the ground lengthened.

In Feng Mingxiang's contemplation, time passed little by little, the sun went down, and the study became dark.

There was no sound in the study, Feng Mingxiang sat motionless in silence for a few hours, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his face was sometimes happy and worried, sometimes angry and sometimes terrifying.

In the evening, when the birds were returning to their nests, there was a sudden sound of birds flapping their wings outside, which woke Feng Mingxiang up from deep thought.

As if he didn't know where he was, Feng Mingxiang looked around a little blankly at first, and then remembered the original situation.

Bitterness appeared in his eyes, Feng Mingxiang sighed heavily, and then stood up with both hands on the armrests of the chair, opening and closing the door of the study for the whole afternoon.

It's already past dinner time, and the little guy next to Feng Mingxiang outside the study is worried because Feng Mingxiang has locked himself in the study for a long time, but Feng Mingxiang has specially ordered him not to disturb him before, and when he saw Feng Mingxiang walking out by himself, he was relieved.

"Master Hou, are you okay, Mrs. Tai also sent someone to invite you to have dinner with you before, but the little one refused on the grounds that Master Hou had something important." The little guy in green clothes said in a low voice.

He knew that Hou Ye respected this lady very much, but he didn't dare to go in and disturb Hou Ye before, so he could only push it.

Feng Mingxiang nodded, originally wanted to go back to his courtyard, but when he raised his feet, he changed direction and walked towards Ning Xitang, where Mu Qingwan lived.

Although the sky has not completely darkened, a full moon has risen in the sky, and the faint moonlight is sprinkled on Feng Mingxiang's gentle face, and I don't know if the moonlight is too light, looking at the eyes of the little guy, I feel that the expression of my Hou Ye at this time seems to be extremely cold.

In Rongxi Hall, Mu Qingwan was about to walk around the courtyard after dinner in order to eat, when he heard Mama Lin tell Feng Mingxiang that he was coming.

"Mingxiang?" Mu Qingwan was a little puzzled.

Although Feng Mingxiang was born by Zhao Youjun, he has always respected her very much over the years, and Mu Qingwan knew that he was more or less in front of Feng Zhige, but this did not prevent Mu Qingwan from being grateful to Feng Mingxiang for his kindness to her.

It's just that although Feng Mingxiang respects her on weekdays, he has never come to Rongxi Hall at night.

So what is it for this time? (To be continued.) )

PS: Why don't I want to pinch every time my husband is resting? That's a problem.