Feng Yufei angrily threw the misty Ning Ge onto the bed, Ning Ge frowned in pain, Feng Yufei's eyes moved slightly, but finally resisted the urge to go forward to check her wounds, clenched his hands and walked out with a blue face.

She actually regarded him as Feng Yuyao!

This woman really has a phoenix in her heart! This realization made Feng Yufei very annoyed, he was really afraid that if he looked at that person more, he would not be able to control his feelings and tear her apart!

The pain in her back made Ning Ge's consciousness sober up a lot, and after looking at what came into her eyes, she suddenly understood that this was Feng Yufei's bedroom, and also, besides Feng Yufei, who could have the ability to take her out of the prison?

Ning Ge lay in Feng Yufei's bedroom in the shape of big characters for a few days, but she never saw that person again, every day there would be palace maids and eunuchs to serve her life, and the meals were all made according to her taste, but Ning Ge always had a knot in her heart!

The morning was as quiet as the night, but there was a little more moisture with dew, and the man in white seemed to be sitting in the pavilion all the time, never empty.

It's just that the lyre of the past has become a set of blue and white porcelain with gold edges, and the man's cuffs are rolled up, and his expression is indifferent, as if he has strayed into the world and is a fairy.

Those slender hands are really good-looking, and the action of making tea is also like playing the piano, and it is elegant everywhere.

Ning Ge, who was lying on the wall, pulled the corners of her mouth mockingly, at this time, she still had such a thought, was it really cold?

"Since you're here, you might as well drink a cup of tea I just brewed", Feng Yufei didn't turn around, but it was as if he saw that person.

Because Feng Yuyao is now banned by the emperor in this incense courtyard, without the emperor's will, those guards will not let her in, so Ning Ge directly found a shortcut.

Fortunately, the wall is not very high.

Ning Ge fell to the ground steadily, although he was careful, he still involved the wound on his back, and the clear pain made Ning Ge couldn't help frowning.

"You know I'm coming?" Ning Ge stared at the two tea bowls on the stone table and asked coldly.

Feng Yuyu didn't look at Ning Ge, just brought the tea bowl to the end of his nose, sniffed it lightly, and praised, "The special Jin Jun's eyebrows are really mellow." ”

Ning Ge stared coldly at Feng Yuyao's eyebrows, this man was still in the mood to drink tea here?

"Why?" Ning Ge asked coldly, her pale cheeks looked even haggard in the morning breeze, and a pair of bright big eyes looked much bigger on her thin face, much more stubborn than before.

Feng Yuyu chuckled, "It's really a pity that you don't eat such a good tea." ”

"Feng Yuyao, why!" Ning Ge repeated his question word by word, but his tone was a little more aggravated!

Today, she must figure it out.

Feng Yuyao's hand holding the tea bowl trembled slightly, but it was finally placed firmly on the stone table, and he refilled a cup for himself with a smile, and in the rising mist, the smile was a little unreal.

"I'm sorry", Feng Yuyao looked at the thin Ning Ge, and the two words slipped out of his lips and smashed on Ning Ge's heart.

Don't say I'm sorry, because if you say it, it means I'm hurt.

This is a sentence that Ning Ge saw in an article in modern times, and at that time he joked with Li Ping that he should never say sorry to himself.

She died at his gunpoint, and he didn't say sorry.

Ning Ge suddenly smiled, picked up the slightly cold tea, and said with a smile, "You expected that I would come to ask what happened, so the tea was specially brewed for me?" ”

Feng Yuyu nodded, "I understand your temperament. ”

"If you don't understand, how can you take advantage of it so handy?" Ning Ge stared at Feng Yuyao's eyes, not letting him have the slightest possibility of dodging, "Feng Yuyao, I want an explanation!" ”

The sun has not yet fully risen, and the incense temple seems to have not woken up, which makes people have a dreamlike illusion, and there are many crumbling dewdrops hanging on the tips of the bamboo leaves, which is very moving.

However, when the sun comes out, these beauties disappear without leaving a trace.

"Ning Ge, even if I can't stand you, why do you ask so clearly?"

"If I were a thoughtless sword, I wouldn't ask you who you stabbed me", Ning Ge smiled coldly, "It's a pity, I'm a flesh-and-blood person!" I'm curious to know how I ended up in the eyes of Prince Longyu. ”

I had never seen such a condensation, Feng Yuyu's face suddenly changed, and he no longer felt calm when he first cooked tea, he only felt that his heart was stuffy and panicked, and some kind of emotion seemed to run out uncontrollably, and he couldn't suppress it.

Ning Ge kept looking at Feng Yuyao with a smile, if it weren't for the coldness in her eyes, Feng Yuyu would definitely feel that she was still a woman who studied the lyre with her.

It's just that this look has separated the two of them from the distance between the mountains and rivers.

Feng Yu Yu turned his back to the atractylodes of the Xiangyuan Courtyard, and a bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'll give you an explanation." ”

Feng Yuyao's voice is very good, and when he talks about the past mixed with glory and blood, there is not the slightest wave in his tone, it feels as quiet and indifferent as stroking the piano in the wind, but the slightly straight spine shows a special sense of pride.

His pride is for his mother, Concubine Hua.

A woman who does not have the beauty of the country but spoils the harem.

Ning Ge stepped on the bluestone of Feng Yu's memory, and walked step by step to the woman who was smiling and speaking in a long skirt, looking at her ups and downs of life as a bystander.

The beauties in the palace are like flowers, competing for beauty, but there is a unique branch that is quietly open, not impatient, not fighting.

The woman full of youthful breath covered her eyes with one hand, looking at the warm sunshine, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her autumn-like eyes were full of radiant beauty, which shook the emperor's eyes for a while.

Walking in the palace with carved beams and paintings everywhere with a soft and boneless hand, how many people's eyes have been reddened and how many concubines' hearts have been burned.

She hesitated slightly, and she took a few steps behind, and intuitively felt that the man in bright yellow clothes was more difficult for her to take her eyes off than the warm sun.

He turned back, stared into her eyes, and whispered, "Can I promise you a long life?" ”

Where there are many women, there are many rights and wrongs, and there are the most women in the world, especially in the palace, and the rights and wrongs here are Jun'en.

There are flatterers, there are jealous, and there are framers.

She smiled faintly and calmly read a book or played chess in her palace.

That night, the lights burst out, she held on to a warm and warm white chess piece with her bare hands, frowned for a long time, but never fell, she thought it was the bleak autumn rain outside the window that disturbed her mind, sighed softly and shook her head slightly, her white fingertips picked up a strand of silk thread, but she couldn't hold the embroidery needle steadily.

He said that he came here tonight, and there was no one in sight at night, so it was no wonder that she was annoyed by the autumn rain.

"If you don't come halfway through the night, you will knock on the chess pieces and drop the lanterns", whose voice drifted into the ears with damp moisture.

The woman turned back in surprise, and the light between her eyebrows and eyes shook the emperor's eyes and messed up the emperor's heart.

is obviously not the appearance of the country and the city, but the gestures are amazing.

Hua Fei.

He broke the rules of his ancestors, and directly promoted her identity to a concubine, titled Concubine Hua, and the scenery was infinite for a while, even the queen of the middle palace could not be compared.

She was also worried that she would break off before she was old, but she didn't expect that person to really give her the emperor's favor for the rest of her life.

Although she is worthy of great affection, she has never been arrogant, like many good women, she has a shallow smile, and her daily hope is only a review of her beloved.

Du Yan Hua Concubine Palace is extremely extravagant, but in fact, it is simply like the furnishings of ordinary people's homes, she said that this way has the taste of home, rather than a cage piled up by cold treasures, she even opened up a vacant land in her palace and planted a lot of melons, fruits and vegetables.

The magnificent appearance of Concubine Hua's palace is idyllic inside, he likes to stay with her, just looking at her demure and elegant appearance, he will feel calm.

Listening to him say so, she always smiled lightly, on a sunny day, she would stroke the piano a song, not in a hurry or impatient music like this person who stroked the piano, faint, without quarrel with the world, the emperor's tiredness became dissipated in the sound of the piano, the tightly knit brow finally slowly stretched, and her lips overflowed with a satisfied smile.

Qu Ba opened his eyes, he looked at her warm eyebrows, and said softly, "It's good to have you!" ”

The smile in the woman's eyes went all the way to the bottom of her heart, and many colorful flowers were born, and each petal was a trembling of happiness.

She finally had his child, although she had experienced heart-rending pain, but looking at the eyebrows and eyes similar to him were still lying beside her, she felt that all the hard work had been compensated, and when she looked up and met the emperor's eyes, she actually shed tears.

He said softly, "Don't cry," and his soft voice carried infinite pampering and pity.

became a mother, her temperament became more and more gentle, and the emperor's staring at her for a long time sent the queen's son to her.

He was afraid that Yun'an's deceitful temperament would affect the child, so he asked her to take care of Yun'an's child to grow up.

Although she felt that it was inappropriate in her heart, she couldn't bear to see the pink and tender child after all, so although she had her own biological son, she became the adoptive mother of the queen's son.

Perhaps the seeds of hatred had been planted at that time, and it was only through the opportunity that they slowly began to grow.

When Feng Yuyu told these things, the corners of his mouth always had a faint smile, and when he said that he was emotional, there was still a little happy luster on his face.

That kind of phoenix is warm, and it seems to be wrapped in the sun, and it feels warm just by looking at it.

Ning Ge didn't interrupt or ask more about Concubine Hua, just a quiet listener.

Feng Yuyao said that this was his explanation to her, so why didn't she listen carefully?

Lyre, who plays it?

She is such a gentle and kind woman, and she takes good care of the queen's son, although it is to block the mouth of the palace, but the love and pity from the heart are inhumane.

She pities that Feng Yufei has not been able to take care of her biological mother since she was a child, so she always has to take care of everything in person to feel at ease.

She personally fed the queen's son, but her son was often envious on the sidelines, and her beautiful eyes were also distressed, but after all, she was reluctant to let go of the child in her arms.

Ning Ge's brows furrowed slightly, for this Concubine Hua, her doubts are getting more and more, is there really such a woman in the world?