63. The Past. Feng Li (3)

What happened next seemed to be predictable.

That night, someone respectfully invited Miss Tangtang to get together in the Xiangye's room.

When you get together, you get together, why do you say in the room? Some things can be tacitly stated, but it is not like words to say them. Tang Tang went with mixed feelings, taking away everyone's envious gaze.

Surprisingly, however, they were really just getting together in the room—

As soon as Tang Tang entered the door, he saw a heavy blue yarn hanging down from the beam, and walking into it was like being in a thousand mountains, and it was like stepping into the green smoke or green algae, and there was a sense of loss and unknown crisis.

She was inevitably a little panicked, and after a few circles, she didn't know the direction. Suddenly, the heavy curtains were opened together, revealing the original appearance of the room, like seeing the sun through the clouds, and the rain passed the sky.

Feng Qiwu leaned back on the chair, exuding the moist aroma of the bath all over his body, although he was neatly dressed, he was no longer as dignified and awe-inspiring as he saw in the daytime.

He threw a light yellow flower in his hand to He Tangtang, and said: "Tangtang has been thanked, I can't find the real one for you, send the branch to fake and real, it's better than nothing." ”

Tang Tang thought it was true, but after a closer look, he knew that the flower branches were carved from sandalwood, and the flowers and buds were carved with beautiful jade, and the whole body was made into the appearance of a hairpin, which was exquisite and chic.

"Prime Minister Xie, I can't ask for it if it's useless." She thought it was precious and she couldn't take it.

"This is a meeting gift, I was in a hurry during the day, I didn't prepare it, and I made up for it in the evening, but I took Qiao?" Feng Qiwu's words were quite reproachful, if it weren't for his gentle expression, Tang Tang would definitely kneel down and confess.

Except for the hurried side of the day, she and him were the first time they met, and they really didn't know what to say or do, so they could only be cold, or Feng Qiwu found words and asked him: "What do you think of this house?" ”

Tang Tang looked around, not knowing how to answer, she felt that this house was beautiful and beautiful, it really didn't look like a man's living room, but she couldn't say this, she only compromised: "It's beautiful, but it's not like an adult's room." ”

"How doesn't it look like it?" Feng Qiwu said: "Strictly speaking, every grass and tree in the Prime Minister's Mansion is mine. ”

Tang Tang hung his head.

Feng Qiwu smiled, no longer embarrassed her, touched the curtain beside her and said: "This is indeed not my bedroom, you women like this kind of light and fluttering things, since I took the initiative to invite, naturally you are the most important, I don't like it very much." ”

Tang Tang smiled lightly: "I don't like it either." ”

"Huh?" Feng Qiwu was slightly puzzled: "I remember you, the one who wore white yarn on my birthday, don't you like it?" ”

"......" Tang Tang reminded him: "My lord, it was arranged." ”

This time it was Feng Qiwu's turn to be silent.

If it were another woman, she would have followed him and said that she liked it, this would be very different.

"You're pretty honest." He looked at the plain and sad woman again, and found gossip again: "Why do you always wear white clothes?" He figured it was because he liked it—he had a friend who also liked to wear white, spotless, shiny white.

Tang Tang said amazingly: "Dai filial piety for her husband." ”

"Your husband is dead?"

This sentence knowingly asks is suspected of revealing people's scars. "Your husband is dead" and "You have a husband" are very different emotions, as the current owner of this woman, he obviously doesn't care whether people are "through the hand", which is really strange in Tianye, who has strict requirements for women.

"On the day of marriage, as soon as he got off the sedan chair, he died."

"And then?"

"Then ......" Tang Tang was silent and said indifferently: "They said that my life was too hard, and they killed him." ”

The great sorrow of life is nothing more than a happy hall as a mourning hall, and a wedding dress becomes a mourning dress. This was the most painful thing in her life, but now she only has a trace of sadness.

After all, two years have passed.

Thinking about that time, it was really desperate and painful to fall from the clouds to hell all of a sudden, the new husband died suddenly, and the villagers had no mercy, but said that she was a broom star, and the husband's family hated her to the bones, and she was not allowed to help her deceased husband not to say anything, and she was directly sent to the government to treat her for the crime of Kefu.

Now, it doesn't seem so sad - it should still be sad, but it doesn't hurt anymore, time is good medicine, it can heal all wounds.

"It's fun to die as soon as you get off the sedan chair. Have you seen him before? ”

How could a matchmaker have seen it! Tang Tang was a little angry, some wanted to cry, but he only lowered his eyes and shook his head indifferently. She had dreamed of him, a thin figure, wearing a red patch for a while, and lying in a coffin for a while, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

Now that he has turned to ashes, with her love for the first time, with a century-old reunion that they have no chance to part. I really want to ask him, if you live, will you really hurt me and pity me for the rest of my life? However, whether in reality or in dreams, he will never be able to get his answer.

"It's good to be dead, you're lucky." Feng Qiwu nodded and smiled.

Tang Tang twisted her eyebrows violently, and the anger she tried to suppress finally appeared on her soft face - she didn't allow it! She doesn't allow anyone to be so disrespectful, even if he is the prime minister!

"What do you want to do?" Feng Qiwu sneered: "Am I not right? There are so many women in this world who have to marry a man they have never met, covered with a red hijab, and I don't know what it is, 'marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog', even if the beast worships heaven and earth, it can only accept fate. You can escape this fate, how lucky are you to those women who marry beasts and have nowhere to reason. After Fang finished speaking, a hand knife slashed in front of him, and Feng Qiwu pressed and buckled, locking the woman's vein. Tang Tang was not afraid, and with his other hand, he instantly turned the hairpin of Tang Tang, and used the hairpin as a sword to stab the past.

The corners of Feng Qiwu's mouth hooked, almost at the same time, holding her locked hand and hitting her left wrist bone, only to hear a "click", like the sound of a bamboo joint. Tang Tang was in pain, the hairpin was taken off, Feng Qiwu caught the hairpin while taking her around in a circle, and tied it with one hand from behind. Walk the clouds and water, and defeat the enemy with one move.

"What is there to be angry about." He said, "Let's just assume that short-lived ghost is alive!" You may be in deep love, or you may be detached, but you will not talk about it, but what if you are unfortunate enough to be detached? What if a husband and wife become enemies? However, if he dies, you may have no better life and be lonely for the rest of your life, or you may have a chance to meet, and there will be no cave, who knows? Could it be that if you really meet a good fate in the future, you will also hold on to the dead ghosts and ignore the living? That's why I said, It makes no difference to you whether he lives or dies, and you don't need to be so angry. ”

"And," Tang Tang felt the voice in his ears become dangerous and full of sarcasm: "I can restrain you with only one hand, what can you do?" Don't make me angry, I like you now, so I don't care; If I get annoyed and don't like you, you won't be able to live. He gently pushed the hairpin into her bun. Tang Tang frowned at first, but at this time he knew that he could not resist, so he opened his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and looked like he was resigned to his fate. Unexpectedly, Feng Qiwu let go of her and shouted outside the door: "Come on, send Miss He back!" ”

Tang Tang thought that he definitely didn't want to see her again, but he was called the next night, and it was still that room, only the curtain was removed, and he was still chatting, but he never mentioned her husband, only asked her about learning kung fu, and asked her to send her back to the Jade Building.

By the third night, the two of them really couldn't find anything to say, and the atmosphere was dull and sleepy. Feng Qiwu found a book to read alone, Tang Tang stood below with her head bowed in a regular manner, time slipped away little by little, and the time had passed, and when it was about to come, she finally couldn't help yawning.

"Sleepy?" Feng Qiwu raised his face and asked seriously, "Do you want to go?" ”

Tang Tang didn't reply, it wasn't that he didn't want to leave, he was just thinking about how to say it decently, and after hesitating, Feng Qiwu had already walked in front of her with the candlestick and stood still.

"It's up to you to leave or stay, I generally don't force women. It's just that it's only three things, and if you leave tonight, you and I will be doomed. ”

When Tang Tang heard the word "fate", his mind was as turbulent as the candle flame in Feng Qiwu's hand, and he couldn't stop when he swayed violently.

"Adults are serious...... I have no fate with adults, where did I come from, where did I end? There was a tremor in her voice.

"Fate or non-fate is determined by people, just tonight, you go, I have the right to never see you, this is no fate, you stay, and you will follow me from now on, this is fate." Feng Qiwu slowly moved the candlestick to his face and said softly, "You haven't seen your husband once?" ”

I know why I ask again? Tang Tang thought like this, raised his head suspiciously, and saw Feng Qiwu's scorching and affectionate handsome face, which became more and more clear and dazzling under the reflection of the candle flame, and added a little ambiguous and confusing color.

First there was amazement, then there was confusion. Feng Qiwu saw the woman's embarrassment, the corners of her mouth were hooked, and she blew out the candle with a "whew", and the surroundings fell into darkness......

The black light is blind, it is advisable to steal incense and jade.