Forty-five: You're a slut

"I'm sorry, flowers..."Feng Luotian lowered his head a little guiltily.

"I thought you'd never forgive me again."

"Silly girl, what do you think?" Su Qi walked in front of Feng Luotian in three steps, crossed his hands on his hips, leaned down slightly, and smiled on his face.

"The reason why I didn't say goodbye was because I was kidnapped back by my father, and I begged for a long time to write that note."

"You don't blame me? That's the only thing your mother left you. Feng Luo tilted his head and looked at the man intently.

"When my mother gave it to me, it was originally a seed, but she blossomed later." Su Qi said it lightly.

"And there is a flower seed, you really have to be glad that there is a flower seed, otherwise I may not really forgive you."

"How's it going, did it bloom?" Su Qi began to care about the flowers.

"This..."Feng Luo pouted her teeth, a little embarrassed, she once suspected that it would not bloom at all, this colorless flower was really delicate, she really took care of it, and even worried about the fine lines for it, but it only sprouted and did not bloom.

As if seeing the woman's helplessness, Su Qi raised his hand and patted Feng Luotian on the shoulder as if encouraging.

"It's okay, come on, I didn't have to toss when I planted it."

"Uh-huh." Feng Luo leaned towards Su Qi and nodded.

"Ah Tilt, how are you doing all these years?" Su Qi suddenly began to be affectionate, looking at the woman's eyes seriously.

"It's alright, what about you?" Feng Luo smiled, hiding the bitterness in her heart, how could she tell him that she had already died once.

"I'm not having a good time at all." Su Qi frowned and held back his mouth.

"Huh?" Feng Luo was strange.

"Because I think about you every day, thinking about when I'll see you again." Su Qi raised his hand and grabbed Feng Luotian's arm, looking at the woman's eyes sincerely.

Suddenly, as soon as the man exerted force, he took the woman into his arms.

Feng Luo was surprised...

"I've been waiting for this long-lost hug for many years, Ah Tilt, I'm very happy to see you."

"Su Yi'er?" Feng Luo whispered to the man.

What's wrong with him?

"It's okay, we're still here." Su Qi tightened the hug.

Feng Luotian didn't know what had happened to him, but she knew that the battle for the throne of Puliang was sinister, and it would be a lot of hard work for him to become the crown prince.

Thinking of this, Feng Luo leaned over his hand and wrapped his arms around the man's waist.

Comforted: "It's all over." ”

Mo Beiqi at the door saw such an ambiguous picture as soon as he came back, his phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and without saying a word, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull the woman to him.

Feng Luotian didn't expect Mo Beiqi to appear at this time, and made such a move, due to the unstable center of gravity, Feng Luotian fell into the man's arms. Looking up at the man, Mo Beiqi also looked at the woman with cold eyes, and Feng Luotian could clearly see the anger in the man's eyes.

What did he do when he was angry?

Feng Luotian felt a little inexplicable.

Su Qi looked at Mo Beiqi's movements, and also frowned slightly.

The woman hurriedly withdrew and kept a distance from the man, but before Feng Luo could take a step, Mo Beiqi's big palm had already stretched out domineeringly and imprisoned the woman's hand tightly in his palm.

Feng Luo was puzzled, what was wrong with him?

Mo Beiqi ignored the strange look cast by the woman, but stared at Su Qi with a calm expression.

"It seems that the concubine is really as affectionate as the rumors are for Princess Muyu." Su Qi praised on his lips, but his face was silently mocking.

"The prince is tired of traveling, so let's rest early." Mo Beiqi opened his mouth coldly.

"Oh, I just don't know if the princess likes a colt?" Su Qi didn't listen to Mo Beiqi's words, but took what he just said.

"My relationship with the princess doesn't need to be judged by others, we just need to know it ourselves."

"But I still want to remind the prince, isn't it that Your Excellency has been the prince for a long time, and forgot that this is in Beiyuan, and this is the princess's mansion."

"Oh, yes?"

"But this prince also wants to tell the concubine that this is not Zhongzhou, not the Concubine's Mansion, this is Beiyuan, and it is the Princess's Mansion."

"Huh."

Mo Beiqi's phoenix eyes deepened, and neither of the two men refused to bow their heads.

Su Qi smiled evilly, and finally saw the embarrassment in Feng Luo's eyes, withdrew his hand, ignored the two, and turned around and entered the courtyard.

After Su Qi left, Feng Luo broke free from Mo Beiqi's confinement with all his might.

"Mo Beiqi, why are you crazy again?" Feng Luotian looked at the man with some annoyance.

"Am I crazy?"

"Huh." Mo Beiqi scoffed.

"He called you Ah Tilt. It's really affectionate, huh? ”

"Feng Luotian, do you want to seduce when you see a man? On the wedding night, I couldn't wait to untie my clothes in front of me, and now I let a strange man cuddle and hug me. Well? Mo Beiqi's tone was sarcastic, and his eyes were overflowing with disdain.

"It turns out that the fidelity in the cave is all pretended, and the real you are a swing..."

The word "woman" has not yet been uttered...

"Smack!" Feng Luotian still maintained the posture where his hand fell, looking at the man in front of him with painful eyes...

For the first time, Feng Luotian felt that Mo Beiqi was so unfamiliar.

The princess stretched out her hand to slap the horse, and everyone present looked at a man and a woman in front of her with wide round eyes, including Qiuli, who was still domineering just now, and Youhua, who was crying and crying with a face full of grievances, no one dared to make a sound...

Mo Beiqi's face was slightly stiff, and he raised his eyes to look at the woman with unknown meaning.

They were speechless, no one spoke, and finally when the tears were about to burst out of their eyes, Feng Luotian chose to turn around, closed his eyes heavily, and a cold tear crossed his face.

Lifting the step, the woman walked resolutely.

You can think of Nie Qiancheng in your heart, what kind of person are you, and what qualifications do you have to splash dirty water on me?

"Mo Beiqi, don't run out of my liking for you at will."

The man behind him was in a trance, and suddenly there was a sense of loss, and his heart seemed to be empty, he didn't know why he was so impulsive when he saw such intimate actions between the two, he was a person with excellent self-control, but he didn't even think about blurting out those words like this.

Looking at her eyes, this time, she was really hurt.

Mo Beiqi lowered his head, slowly bowed his head, and a delicate hosta appeared in the palm of his hand, this is a hosta that Feng Luotian likes very much, but it was broken when he met a corpse in the forest last time, and when he returned home today, he passed by the jewelry store, he inexplicably thought of this hosta, and then he walked into the store by ghost, wanting to find an identical one for her, but he looked for a long time and didn't see a similar one, so he asked the boss for some materials and made one himself.

Come to think of it, I can't send it out after all...

After that day, Feng Luotian and Mo Beiqi never spoke again, and Mo Beiqi still went to court every morning and came back in the evening. Su Qi came back every day to find Feng Luotian to take her out for a walk, and changed his way to make her happy.

"Princess, are you really not going to take care of the horses? Slave and maid see that you have not spoken all these days, and who is in the study at night, even the colt. ”

Feng Luo leaned his face and did not change his color, the jade hand picked up the fat powder, raised his hand and wiped it...

"Actually, the slave maid thinks that it is normal for there to be some small quarrels between husband and wife, after all, a husband and wife are a hundred days, and you and Prince Puliang will indeed be gossiped about if you are too close, and the horse..."

"Qiuli, bring my Moqing Hibiscus brocade, this palace is going to go to the lake with Su Yier today."

Qiu Li was speechless and glanced at the woman helplessly.

"Yes."

Putting the fat powder down, Feng Luo looked at the bronze mirror and barely squeezed out a smile.

"I don't care about him, doesn't he have no scruples?"

Scold.

There is nothing to do in spring than to take a boat on the blue lake and invite guests with wine.