Amber didn't know how many times he had seen Long Xingche like this, he choked up in distress and said, "Your Majesty...... You have to think about it more! ”

"I don't need to worry about Jing'er's affairs, go out!" After careful study, Long Xingche learned Fu Wenjing's method of folding love. He folded Fu Wenjing's very complicated love heart, and he was already very skillful!

Amber saw the love that had already been set up, and said in a snort: "Your Majesty, the slave doesn't know whether to say a word or not. ”

"That's it, leave quickly, don't bother me here!" Long Xingche said impatiently to Amber.

"Your Majesty, the paper you fold this love now is white, a bit like folding something for the dead. The emperor might as well find some colored paper and fold it more beautifully, isn't it? ”

After Amber finished speaking, he found that Long Xingche was stunned and did not move, so he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, because Long Xingche's appearance was also a sign that he was about to get angry.

"Why did you go earlier? Why didn't you mention it earlier, let me waste so much effort! Long Xingche finally said those words that surprised Amber, and pushed those broken hearts off the bed!

"Your Majesty, don't you want to scrap these folds for so long?" Amber could see that Long Xingche should have worked hard to break those hearts!

Long Xingche glanced at the pile of hearts on the ground indifferently: "Those should be practiced, and I still have an idea, I want to write what I want to say to Jing'er in every heart!" As for the colored paper, you should go find someone to arrange it first! ”

So, for the next period of time, whenever Long Xingche wanted to say something when he missed Fu Wenjing, he would quietly write it on the paper, and then fold the paper into a heart and put it away. When he imagined that one day Fu Wenjing could return to him, he opened it and read it to Fu Wenjing in person.

Since Qin Tianjian told Long Xingche that the child born to Fuwenjing was in the northeast of the Chen Kingdom, Long Xingche tried his best to send people out to find it, but it was still unsuccessful.

He also sent people to closely monitor Fuyuan Qianzhuang, but as a result, there has been no movement in Fuyuan Qianzhuang during this time, so he also felt that Li Xiuwen might not know Fuwenjing's whereabouts. Later, he also relaxed his vigilance against Fuyuan Qianzhuang.

A few months later, in the depths of winter, there was a lot of heavy snow in the capital, one after another, Long Xingche sent to keep an eye on the secret guards of Fuyuan Qianzhuang, although the figure can be concealed better, but it will always leave footprints because of the snow, Long Xingchao was worried that after Li Xiuwen found out, he looked down on him, so he directly withdrew the secret guards who were monitoring in Fuyuan Qianzhuang......

Celeng Prefecture Flying Snow Villa

"The next game must be stable, and the sword must be strong, yes, that's ......"

Ling Yanbing stood in the snow, guiding Fu Wenjing to learn the swordsmanship of the Flying Snow Sect.

Fu Wenjing once learned martial arts with Qingxuan Dao Chang, and has a certain foundation for learning internal martial arts and martial arts.

Moreover, after several months of study, and Ling Yanbing's diligent teaching. Fu Wenjing has memorized the internal skills of "Frost Perfection" by heart, and can use it flexibly.

Although it snowed a lot, Fu Wenjing did not slack off at all, and still insisted on practicing martial arts every day. The so-called fist does not leave the hand, the song does not leave the mouth, like her, who has lost her martial arts and has experienced a long pregnancy, she wants to practice diligently, hoping that one day, she can return to the state of life with superior martial arts!

Ling Yanbing looked at Fu Wenjing's face still sweating profusely in this snowy cold winter because of her hard study of martial arts, and said distressedly: "Okay, let's do it today, your current body is about to be overloaded." Martial arts can't be practiced in a day or two, and you should be able to understand the so-called "if you want to be fast, you can't reach it", right? ”

Fu Wenjing put away her sword, and then spit out her breath: "Yan Bing, thank you for teaching me all this time, I feel that my current physique is much better than before!" ”

"I'm glad to see that your face is much better than before! Look at the sweat on your head, I'll wipe it for you! Ling Yanbing took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and helped Fu Wenjing wipe her sweat!

"Thanks, I'll do it myself!" Fu Wenjing took Ling Yanbing's handkerchief and wiped it up.

Ling Yanbing said very disappointedly: "I'm just helping you wipe your sweat, you still mind me so much!" ”

"Don't get me wrong, it's just that I like to do my own things, and I have to let others do things like wiping sweat for me, and I feel like I'm hypocritical. Hehe! Fu Wenjing said with a smile!

Ling Yanbing smiled noncommittally, and then saw Yan Qi running over from a distance.

When Yan Qi walked to Fu Wenjing and Ling Yanbing's side, he glanced at Fu Wenjing meaningfully, and then said to Ling Yanbing: "Head Qiqi, a distinguished guest came from the capital, saying that he wanted to see Miss Ren!" ”

"Who will be the distinguished guest from the capital?" When Fu Wenjing heard that someone from the capital was coming, she immediately became alert.

Ling Yanbing saw Fu Wenjing's scared and nervous expression, and guessed that Fu Wenjing must be afraid that Long Xingche would come to her. He was relieved: "You don't need to worry, no one knows about your affairs in Feixue Mountain Villa, and he won't know!" ”

Fu Wenjing muttered thoughtfully: "But just now Yan Qi said that someone from the capital is coming, is it a senior brother?" ”

Yan Qi heard Fu Wenjing's words to herself, and then said: "The person who came just now claimed to be Miss Ren's senior brother, but Miss Ren obviously came out of the palace, how could there be a senior brother who opened a bank?" ”

"It's a long story, I'll explain it to you slowly later, take it!"

After Fu Wenjing heard Yan Qi say that the person who came was the one who opened the bank, she knew that it was indeed Li Xiuwen who came. Excitedly, he threw the sword in his hand into Yan Qi's arms, and quickly ran to the front of Feixue Mountain Villa!

Ling Yanbing looked at Fu Wenjing's figure running forward in a hurry, and thoughtfully followed forward.

"Senior brother!"

When Fu Wenjing came to the living room of Feixue Mountain Villa, she saw a familiar figure standing in an aqua blue robe, and shouted excitedly.

Li Xiuwen heard Fu Wenjing shouting at him, reflexively turned around, and after seeing Fu Wenjing, he shouted in surprise: "Jing'er! ”

"Senior brother—"

Fu Wenjing ran in three steps and two parts, ran to Li Xiuwen's side, and hugged Li Xiuwen tightly!

"Jing'er, how are you doing? Although I know that you should be safe here in Master Ling, I am still very worried about you! Li Xiuwen also hugged Fu Wenjing tightly, and his voice was a little choked up because he was too excited at this time.

Li Xiuwen always wanted to come to see Fuwenjing, but because the secret guard sent by Long Xingche to Fuyuan Qianzhuang kept staring at Fuyuan Qianzhuang, he couldn't get out.

Recently, after he found out that Long Xingche had withdrawn the secret guards who were monitoring him, he couldn't wait to rush from the capital to Celang Prefecture to see Fu Wenjing regardless of the snowstorm and the long distance!