Snowflakes fell all over the sky, like goose feathers, one after another. Gently and gently on the roof, on the ground, on the rockery. In a moment, the earth was snow-white, as if the whole world was silvery white and sparkling. Time flies, and Feng Ling ushered in the first snow of the year.

After Feng Wanwan conveyed the farewell words of forgetting her worries that day, she never saw Feng Zihuan enter the palace again. I went to ask for it several times with the name of my father Junyu and the concubine, and what came back was a sentence "The county lord of Zihuan is busy with affairs, and it is inconvenient to enter the palace, so I hope that the concubine will be compassionate." ”

"Hey, I don't know what happened to Sister Zihuan, and my father didn't allow me to go out of the palace to visit." Feng Wanwan sat on the porch outside Yuheng Palace, watching the snowflakes fall one by one. Reach out and hold a snowflake, gentle on the thin frost. Slowly, it melted and turned into water flowing through the cracks in the palm.

"Time flies, and the little leather monkey is also old enough to marry a husband. A few days ago, I heard from His Majesty that Nanchuan had sent an envoy to see off his relatives. Chu Yu, who was sitting in the hall, looked at his daughter under the porch and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sending relatives? She's going to get married? ”

The pianist who was sitting in front of the tea table making tea shook it, and the hot tea spilled on his sleeve. Dressed in a plain and snow-white heavy brocade dress, covered with cloud veil, the dark silver brocade faintly reveals a bit of luxury. The snow-white sleeves were stained with tea, and they were fainted into clouds of sunset and dusk colors.

"Si Qin, so many years have also delayed you and Feng Mian. This palace promises you that after the marriage of Prince Nanchuan and Xiao Jiuda, he will personally hold a side concubine ceremony for you and Fengmian. ”

After Si Qin messed with the tea for a while, he wiped the traces with a silk cloth in time. Just a momentary change in his expression still allowed Chu Yu on the main seat to catch it. If it weren't for the marriage contract set by the empress, if it wasn't for the covenant between the two countries, why would these two teenagers be ruined. In Fengling, men like them who are in their teens have already given birth to children.

"Siqin, thank you for your grace."

Hearing Chu Yu's words, Si Qin immediately knelt on the ground and thanked for his grace. He and Feng Mian were just sent to the palace to serve the nine princesses, and it was a supreme honor to be favored by the nine princesses. Now that she can marry the ninth princess as a side concubine, how much luck and blessing does it take.

"Hurry up, you kid, you should be distressed when you see it in a while." Chu Yu raised his hand to let Si Qin get up, the man in front of him, his own daughter is very precious.

Feng Wanwan under the porch was still thinking about the reason why Feng Zihuan was reluctant to enter the palace, and she didn't notice what was happening behind her. Under the tightly wrapped satin of the fluttering skirt, there is a delicate figure that has grown out. A few colorful butterflies are embroidered on the dress, vividly. The blue stripes around the perimeter are glowing with blue light when you look closely. Crystal clear inverted drop earrings hang down and sway. Abandoned the bead flower tassel, the three thousand green silk was only pulled up with a hairpin of blood red bellflower flowers. A light touch of plum blossom makeup on the forehead makes it more charming and moving.

"Xiao Jiu, don't sit at the door for a long time, be careful of the wind and cold." Chu Yu was worried that Feng Wanwan would catch a cold, and wanted to summon Feng Wanwan in, and the charcoal stove lit by the palace attendants in the palace was burning brightly.

"Got it, father, I'm not cold." Feng Wanwan responded outside the door.

"Si Qin, you go to my palace and take the new folded peony cloak from the Si Fang and put it on Xiao Jiu, so as not to catch a cold for a while."

"Yes"

Si Qin was ordered to take the cloak and drape it on Feng Wanwan's body, the bright red cloak was embroidered with blooming peonies, and the neckline was decorated with a circle of snow-white rabbit hair. Wrapped in a rabbit fur collar, the small face looks more agile. After putting on the cloak, Si Qin was about to leave, but Feng Wanwan grabbed her hand and asked him to sit down and watch the snow with her.

"Siqin, did you say that Sister Zihuan was angry with me?" Si Qin sat next to Feng Wanwan, Feng Wanwan leaned on Si Qin's shoulder, and under the snow scene, one red and one white, very harmonious.

"How come, the princess loves the princess the most, and no one will annoy the princess if he is annoyed" Si Qin looked at Feng Wanwan dotingly.

"Then you say, why didn't Sister Zihuan come to see me for so long?"

"Princess, don't think about it, Lord Zihuan may really have something to do."

"I hope so"

Feng Wanwan moved the cloak and wrapped Si Qin in the cloak as well. Leaning on Siqin's shoulder, the two of them quietly watched the snowflakes fall in the sky, looking at the first snow flying in the sky under this heavy and deep sky, gentle and quiet, thoughtful, and enlightened. Just like that, I accidentally fell asleep in Si Qin's arms.

A few more days later, the first snow was slowly melting.

"Slave see Concubine Yu, the ninth princess. His Majesty Emperor Feng ordered the villain to pass the word, and the Nanchuan envoy entered the city, and ordered the ninth princess to personally pick up the prince of Nanchuan into the palace. Feng Wanwan was having breakfast with Chu Yu, and a small attendant from the Fengwu Palace entered the Yuheng Palace to spread the word.

"The courtier's command." Chu Yu's attendant stepped forward to help the messenger, and secretly stuffed him with a silver ticket when he was sent out of the palace, saying that Concubine Yu rewarded him with wine to drink.

"Father, the mother really gave face to this Nanchuan prince, and asked me to pick it up in person." Feng Wanwan pursed her lips, she didn't like this inexplicable marriage contract, but now, she felt that this prince was an arrogant and domineering person.

"Okay, Xiao Jiu. Your Majesty has sent someone to deliver the message, so you can go and pick it up. In addition to being your unmarried husband, you are also the prince of a country, so you must not lose your demeanor. Chu Yu wiped the porridge stains from Feng Wanwan's mouth with a handkerchief, and comforted gently.

"Well, my father is right. Xiao Jiu went first, and his father used it slowly. ”

Feng Wanwan tidied up her clothes, and after giving Chu Yu a salute, she flew away, her bright red printed brocade skirt was like a morning glow on the horizon.

In the east of the city, a team of men and horses has just entered the city. On the steed horse at the head, a man in black sat upright, looking at it, he was more than thirty years old, with angular lines and sharp and deep eyes, and he couldn't help but feel that he gave people a sense of oppression. There was no other decoration on the black robe, and the only ornament was a golden "shadow" on the heart. Behind him was a splendid carriage pulled by four horses, with a bright red roof and a flamboyant roof, and the windows on both sides covered with golden cloth, the doors were closed, and a man in black with a round face and a grinning face sat in front of the door to drive the carriage forward. On each side were four men in black clothes, and the unified golden word "shadow" was in the heart.

"You are the Nanchuan Sending Mission? Just a few people, and let this princess pick it up? Feng Wanwan floated down from the roof to the front of the team, looking back and forth at the strange team of ten people and a car.

"Is it Princess Changle? Why not get in the car? A man's voice came from inside the carriage, a little low, but with an indescribable charm.

The round-faced man in black who was driving the carriage stopped the carriage, and the door opened a crack, and a white hand like a jade carving stretched out from the crack in the door, as if to invite. Feng Wanwan was about to get on the car to find out, but as soon as she held her hand, she was dragged into the carriage and planted in the arms of a man in red. This action seemed to please the man, and the sound of chuckling came from above Feng Wanwan's head.

"Little one, are you in such a hurry to throw yourself into your arms?" After a chuckle, the seductive voice sounded again.

"What's the matter, it's obvious that you dragged me in, so it's not uncommon for this princess to throw herself into her arms."

Feng Wanwan struggled to get up from the man's arms, and when she raised her eyes, she had a bewitching face. It seems to be bohemian, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it. A black and dense hair is pulled up high by a golden crown, but under a pair of sword eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, and the dark red pupils are full of affection, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and the moderately thick red lips have a dizzying smile at this time.

"Little one, are you satisfied with my face? Well? ”

The man in red propped up one hand on his chin, and was particularly satisfied with Feng Wanwan's stunned performance. It turns out that his face has such a great magic power that can make small things so fascinating.

"No, it's not pretty. Demons. ”

"Hehe, your, I like it. Little one, I'll be your own demon, how about it? ”

The man in red suddenly leaned close to Feng Wanwan, and his handsome face was enlarged in front of Feng Wanwan's eyes. Feng Wanwan wanted to hide, but there was such a big place in the carriage, and her back was already against the door, so she couldn't avoid it. Quickly and quickly, the man in red pecked at Feng Wanwan's lips like a dragonfly, and then quickly pulled away. Feng Wanwan was surrounded by Chu Yu Siqin, who was as gentle and obedient as Chu Yu, where had he ever seen such a presumptuous man, when he opened the car door, he flew away, and fled.

"Little one, if you get the stamp, you won't be able to run away. Destined, you are mine. The man was in the carriage, his fingers on his lips, and whispered, as if he were a promise, as if he was laughing.

Yuheng Palace.

Feng Zihuan left on the street, flew back to his bedroom in Yuheng Palace, and waved everyone away, including Si Qin. The doors of the temple were shut, and he shut himself up inside. Such a bold man, Feng Wanwan met for the first time in this era, and boldly asked for a kiss as soon as they met, even if it was in Huaxia where the ghost phoenix was located in the previous life, there were very few.

"This damn prince of Rausch dares to tease me"

"I'm a bully, isn't it? Princess Ben is not easy to bully."

"Don't think that if you have a demonic face, you can do whatever you want, damn it, damn it"

"Those red eyes, where do you always feel like you've seen them? Oops, can't remember."

Feng Wanwan was alone in the hall, irritable, shy, speechless, disgusting and other emotions because of Nangong Liuyun's sudden kiss, like a coke bubble after shaking violently, constantly surging and exploding. The good-looking eyebrows are twisted together, and the more I don't want to think about it, the more those dark red eyes appear in my mind, lingering. Feng Wanwan threw herself on the quilt irritably, covering herself with a pillow, as if she felt that she wouldn't think about it anymore if she covered it.

Just when Feng Wanwan was bored, Nangong Liuyue in the east of the city seemed to be in a very good mood. It's been so long since I've seen this little guy and it's still so funny, no, it seems to be even more interesting. Now that the people who should have come have left, there is no need to stay in the middle of the city.

"Let's go, go back to the garden."

The man's bewitching voice came from inside the carriage, and the shadow at the head responded. With this small team of people called sending relatives, they drove to the Yunqi Villa in the west of the city. This is the courtyard under Nangong Liuyun's advance transmission of the book Shadow without a disk, after all, it was Nangong Liuyun who returned to Fengling this time, not Gongzi Huruo. This peace is about the two countries, and I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it secretly, and it is inconvenient for Gongzi Huruo's identity to be exposed for the time being.