"Who let me have such a stubborn fiancée, love the house and Wu, but this time, only this time, the next time you beg me, I will not care about Chu Fengqi's affairs anymore." Jingwu glanced at her coldly.

Knowing her stubbornness, caring is chaotic, I don't know if something happens to him in the future, will this dead girl be so worried about him, he is a little jealous of Chu Fengqi.

Palace.

Under the red leaf tree, Chu Fengqi's fingers on the wheelchair gently stroked the flute, how long had he not played this flute, he stared slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked a touch, and the small figure of the year appeared in his mind.

"Lord Wang, do you really want to follow the eldest lady of the Jin family?" Tianbao walked over with pen and ink and placed it on the case not far from the wheelchair.

Chu Fengqi raised his head, nodded with a smile on his face.

Tianbao waved his fingers with pen and ink, and raised his head a little incredulously: "Lord Wang, have you thought about it?" ”

"Hmm." The monotonous tailnote, from the time he saw her again, he knew very well what he wanted in his heart.

The cowardice of the year made him lose everything, and this time, he will not watch the people he cherishes in his heart disappear again.

"As long as the prince thinks clearly, no matter what, Tianbao will follow the prince for the rest of his life." Tianbao's eyes were full of seriousness.

"It won't be like that when you meet the right person in the future." Chu Fengqi smiled lightly, his fingers fluctuating and moving forward.

The right person?

Tianbao was very puzzled, and asked outside: "Is the eldest lady of the golden business the right person?" ”

Chu Fengqi just smiled lightly, but was silent, his slender fingers picked up the brush, stained it with ink, and wrote a few words on the white rice paper......

Tianbao stood aside and watched, the prince seemed to have not been like this for a long, long time, although the prince was like this every day, but today the prince seemed to be in a good mood, and even the flute that had been sleeping in the box for seven years was taken out.

Although he didn't know why the prince would choose the eldest lady of the golden business, he was also happy to see the prince like this.

In the past seven years, the prince has been too depressed, he doesn't say anything, and he doesn't want to show any feelings, which makes it even more sad......

"Third brother, it's really good Yaxing." Chu Yi came in from the gate and was a little surprised to see Chu Fengqi practicing calligraphy.

Chu Fengqi raised his eyes slightly, put down the brush and said, "I haven't practiced calligraphy for too long, and it seems to be a little rusty." ”

Chu Yi walked to the case and looked at the font below: "Even if the third brother is unfamiliar, it is stronger than the words of our people." ”

If you know each other? If you cherish each other? What does he mean by that?

"Yi'er seems to have not been here for a long time." Chu Fengqi stretched out his hand, folded the rice paper, and said lightly.

"It's been a long time, and if you have to do the math, it seems like it's been more than three years." Chu Yi twisted his eyebrows as if he was counting the time, and he didn't know when he started, and he became more and more estranged from the third brother.

In the end, he didn't even want to come to this yard again.

"More than three years, it turned out to be more than three years." Chu Fengqi muttered softly.

Chu Yi wrinkled his brows and looked at that pale face, perhaps because of the face that had not changed for a thousand years, he didn't want to get close to him more and more.

"Third brother, do you really have an edict in your hand?" After staring at him for a while, he hesitated to ask.

The year of the emperor's grandfather's death, he was only a few months old at that time, and he heard a few words about the edict later, and the time was too long, and this matter has almost been forgotten by everyone, and what does he want to do when he mentions the edict now?

"Edict?" Chu Fengqi looked at him lightly, then retracted his gaze and leaned back slightly: "If it's okay, go back." ”

"Aren't you going to make it clear, although I was still young back then, I have heard some rumors that many people died in this turmoil back then." Chu Yi was a little annoyed in his heart, isn't it good now.

There is no one to disturb him in this courtyard, he can do whatever he wants, whether it is out of the palace or anything else, no one will stop him, is this not enough?

What else does he want to cause some more trouble?

"Let's go back." Chu Fengqi closed his eyes.

"You ......"

"Prince, my prince is tired, please go back." Tianbao stepped forward and blocked Chu Yi's sight.

Chu Yi glared at Tianbao, gritted his teeth fiercely, and left with his sleeves in his mouth

Tianbao also held his breath in his heart, glared at Chu Yi's north wing a few times, and turned to look at Chu Fengqi: "Lord Wang? ”

"Withdraw." Said lightly.

"Yes." Tianbao responded, cleaning up the pen and ink rice paper on the table.

The prince finally held a pen again, the prince is really good at picking the time, he has not been to this courtyard for so many years, and now it is like eating gunpowder.

Tianbao returned to the house, Chu Fengqi's closed eyes slowly opened, it was true that many people died back then, but those who died were all his maternal Lan family......

The red leaves above the eyes are full of red, and the memories of the wind and dust come slowly like a flood.

Fengqi ...... Don't hold grudges about anything, resentment will make you live a very tired and tiring life......

The soft words came to mind in my ears, and the moment my faint eyes closed, my mind became pitch black.

The autumn wind rises and the leaves fall.

Under the plane tree, an old man and a young man sat cross-legged, and the wind blew the leaves around them.

'Ahh

The villain reached out and rubbed his nose, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him who had opened his eyes and smiled, and called: "Grandpa Huang." ”

"It's autumn now, Qi'er, your little clothes are too thin." Chu Zhentian took off his robe and covered the little man.

"Grandpa Huang, can you really calm down by meditating every day?" The little Chu Feng gathered the clothes on his body and tilted his head to ask.

"As long as there are no distractions, you can naturally be calm, if Qi'er encounters something troublesome in the future, this trick is very effective, follow the imperial grandfather to continue to do it." Chu Zhentian reached out and patted his head.

Xiao Fengqi's eyebrows were puzzled: "But, Fengqi has done it so many times, it's still the same, Grandpa Huang, you shouldn't be lying to Fengqi." ”

"Haha, when did the imperial grandfather deceive Qi'er, now that you are too young, you will understand, if you don't like to meditate, how about tomorrow the imperial grandfather will take you to learn to practice calligraphy tomorrow?" Chu Zhentian said with a laugh.

"Practicing calligraphy? Don't, Feng Qi is still learning to meditate with the emperor's grandfather, Feng Qi has had a lot of troubles recently. The little man said as he gathered his clothes, sat cross-legged, put his hands between his legs and closed his eyes.

Chu Zhentian's eyes were full of smiles when he heard this, and the thug touched his little head: "Qi'er, if you have anything to worry about, tell the imperial grandfather, although meditation can calm the mind, meditating when you are worried, not being quiet will only make you more irritable." ”