Feng Xiaowang has patience and time, and he is not in a hurry at all.

"This king doesn't like to mess with the crying girl's house, the girl should laugh, and she is happy in her heart." Although Feng Mingxie loves to be frivolous, he has never made a woman sad.

He has a lot of shy and embarrassing ways to attract people, maybe he is excited, maybe he is impatient, but he has not provoked the girl to cry, Feng Xiaowang is very "self-aware".

Women, it's flowers, it's the moon, it's unobtainable, how can you let the delicate and gentle in this world suffer the suffering of the world, that's not what the husband did.

Lu Yixuan simply sneered coldly, yes, Feng Mingxi, this man is standing there without moving, and the smile of the spring breeze and the moon can coax the girl's family to be confused.

Feng Mingxie shook the placket of his clothes, and the colorful feathers seemed to have a scorching light flowing in the fire, which made people trance-conscious for a moment.

"Look, the little prince likes to be strong." Lu Yixin muttered.

Feng Ming smiled when he heard this: "This king prefers to be a duplicitous person. He didn't refute it, the girl of the Lu family was a duplicity girl, and she preferred to say the opposite words in her heart, and at the end she had to pretend to be mocking indifferently, tsk, "Today, didn't you meet Lord Qin in the division room." ”

It's not a question, it's a statement.

"How do you know?" Lu Yixuan's head hadn't flashed yet, and Feng Mingxie's eyes were all clear.

Feng Ming smiled evilly: "Then do you know why Lord Qin, who never went to the division room, appeared in the Shang Palace Bureau?" ”

Lu Yixuan shook his head, didn't Qin Zheng happen to pass by the Shanjin Bureau, so he sent a batch of new works instead of Liu Zhangshi.

"The king told you," Feng Mingxie supported his chin, looking careless, but in his eyes, it was difficult to resist this charming love, "He wants to give you a jade rabbit hairpin, you belong to the rabbit, and today, it is your birthday, he wants to win your favor and please you." ”

Lu Yixin was stunned when she heard this, her open mouth didn't close, Feng Ming heretically said that Qin Zheng specially went to give her a hosta, because he wanted to please her, etc., Lu Yixuan's mind suddenly became a mess, and her puzzled eyes fell on Feng Mingxie's face: "Today, is it...... What is my birthday? ”

She seemed to know the news inexplicably, and Lu Yixuan didn't care when she was born at all.

And Qin Zheng was clear, no, wait, why did the person in front of him understand better than her, Lu Yixuan was speechless for a while, she didn't know what to say or what to ask, the man leaned over, and his fingertips were already against the corners of her lips to stop her from the next "nonsense".

"The king does not like his courtesy, especially to you." The man rightfully raised his eyebrows and struck first.

Lu Yixuan's eyes flickered, and she saw a rightful snicker on Feng Mingxie's face: "You, did you tell the little princess Qin Zheng to be in the division room?" Lu Yixuan suddenly realized, look at this cautious man, he actually instigated Mingyue to be a troublemaker, which made Lord Qin almost angry.

yes, I really didn't please anything.

Speaking of shamelessness, this man can definitely score seven ** points.

The corners of Lu Yixuan's eyes twitched: "The little prince is really well-intentioned. She looked at the man nodding brightly, and hurriedly brushed her face, Lu Yixuan was not annoyed, and I don't know if this bonfire was too hot and hot, now he smiled and swaggered, as if he was holding a string, and the purpose of this little prince Feng was really like a child, angry and awkward, "I'm afraid that the courtiers don't make enough enemies in the palace." ”

Lu Yixuan hummed, look at today's posture, she just "encountered" Qin Zheng Mingyue and grabbed it, that delicate girl can't kill her quickly, and if she comes two more times, Lu Yixuan may not even be able to enter the door of the inner garden of the deep palace.

"Are you afraid?" Feng Mingxiao shrugged his shoulders, this little girl didn't stop after she came to Shengjing City, isn't she just a thorn in the head who stabs people everywhere, why bother with a few more women to be enemies, this should be called training.

Lu Yixuan actually felt speechless, not because she was afraid or not, but as if she had become the palm of her hand for some game and manipulation, and became the product of the calculation of the person in front of her.

But she didn't seem to be annoyed, not so much that Qin Zheng wanted to give her a hairpin in order to please her, it was better to say that this little prince Feng specially brought her to Yuzhang Mountain to fetch the fireflies, isn't it also to please her, his mind is blatant and undisguised, but it makes Lu Yixuan a little cautious and dare not explore.

"There are many rugged trails at the foot of Nanping Mountain, and this king heard that every autumn* you will go up the mountain to stay for a month." Feng Ming looked at the girl and glanced at himself secretly, he smiled and changed the topic for her, Lu Yixuan is not one of those famous ladies who are raised in the deep boudoir, she dares if others dare to do it, and she doesn't frown if others don't dare.

Different from the city, many things learned in the private school are useless in the barren mountains and mountains, and the grandchildren of the kings in Shengjing City are probably not as well-informed as a little girl in the Wei Mansion, this is the truth, the children of the rich family are asking for high-ranking officials and high grades, and they have a purpose in doing everything, so no matter the process.

Lu Yixuan didn't ask questions this time, who hid what the little prince wanted to know, but the doubts in his eyes had already betrayed him.

"Flower slave." Feng Mingxie, isn't this just going to answer your questions.

Lu Yixuan was really surprised at this time, when did this guy have a good relationship with Xiaohua Nu to know everything, as if she turned her back and blinked, everyone in the Wei Mansion was tacitly bought by this man.

It's like the day he stepped into the gate of the Guogong Mansion for the first time, as long as he smiled, the flower slaves jumped higher than the sky, and even his third sister, eldest brother and old mother suddenly praised this guy, and they all knew more thoroughly than Lu Yixuan-

This feeling is very strange, strange, his words, smiles, anger and anger seem to be sincere, and he can easily capture the trust of others.

Sooner or later, everything in the Wei Mansion will be able to make this man know everything.

Lu Yixuan pursed the corners of her lips, holding a wooden branch and gently stirring it in the bonfire, and the sparks flew in her eyelashes: "My master doesn't like to go down the mountain and doesn't like to be noisy, so he lives at the foot of the mountain all year round, and there are no people in the forest, and there are only birds and beasts in the forest," she said and grabbed the fallen leaves on the side, the night breeze was light, as long as she let go of her hand to find the track of the fallen leaves, she could easily capture the wind direction and speed and the movement in the forest, "Only the ears and eyes in the mountains are smart, listen to the wind and argue, and you can also watch the stars at night and the clouds during the day," Lu Yixuan stood up, and her long skirt dragged the sparks and flowers, Her expression froze slightly when she raised her head, "Is there still a hunter in Yuzhang Mountain?" ”

She suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

Feng Mingxie subconsciously followed her gaze, although the forest was full of branches and leaves, but under the starry sky, you could vaguely see that there was a spark flash in the foothills not far away, if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't easily find it.

Feng Mingxie narrowed his eyes: "Yuzhang Mountain has long been a royal hunting ground, and people are not allowed to stay in the mountain on weekdays, how can there be people." "Not to mention any Orion.

"Whew", the bonfire around the two suddenly dimmed, and Lu Yixuan kicked away the charcoal scorched branches, covering them with dirt and quickly extinguishing the fire.

Feng Mingxie obviously knew what the girl wanted to do, so he didn't stop it.

The three mountains of Yuzhang continue to the south, after the capital is set to draw the deer ming paddock, expand year by year, the foothills of a hundred miles, a thousand miles of pine forest, in autumn and winter, the Son of Heaven always loves to bring the ministers to the mountains to ride horses to relieve the lack of governance.

And spring and summer are more about maintenance and construction.

The moonlight sprinkled like water in the glade, the high slope exposed the jagged strange stones, the two or three tents were built crookedly beside the stones, the small pile of bonfires was blown by the night breeze and the sound of snorting and scattering, there were faint figures in the tents, and the ground was scattered with large and small stone boxes, ropes and charcoal.

Someone lifted the curtain and came out, the tiger's back looked very vicious, a pair of arms were knotted with muscles, he dragged out the wooden box with both hands with iron cables, the strong smell was suddenly blown away by the night wind, although there was a soybean-sized sweat on his forehead, but he could not hear the heavy breathing.

"Don't be lazy, be careful!" The man's voice was low and hoarse, he didn't shout angrily, and his eyes didn't stop wandering around, "If you have a business trip, don't talk about your head, we all have to be crushed." ”

A few people around didn't say much, and when they heard the words, they sighed, rubbing wood, stirring, tying ropes, and rubbing stones, but they were still in order.

"After this work, can we go back?" Someone muttered lowly.

"You didn't have a hard time cashiering." The man with the tiger's back seems to be the leader here, he punched the man in the back while helping while patrolling, this world collects money and money to eliminate disasters for others, no matter what emperor he is, right or wrong in the world, "Go, bury it first." He gestured to the small wooden box beside him.

The man was about to leave with the box on his shoulder, when suddenly two wisps of flowers fell from the night wind, jingling—

It's a brass ringtone.

The vicious man pricked up his ears in alarm.

Jingle bells.

Everyone held their breath.

The man carefully took the torch and looked in the direction where the sound fell, only to find that there was a small copper bell hanging on the treetops, which was jingling in the night wind, and the man was about to exhale and suddenly tensed up—

"Who!" He jumped away and drank hard, where did the bell come from in the middle of the night.

But there was silence beyond the campfire, and there was nothing but the sound of the wind, the sound of leaves, and the occasional whisper of birds under the moon.

Several men swallowed* the saliva in their throats.

"Could it be ......," someone sweated on his arm.

"I'm not afraid to accept the silver with dirty hands, and I'm afraid that the ghost won't make it!" The vicious man sneered.

Oh, there was a small sound behind him, like a ghost, the crisp fingertips buckled in the wooden box, everyone's hearts were busy turning around, the original fine sweat was blown into cold sweat by the night wind, and then I found that there was a little girl standing in the place where the bonfire was reflected.

She was not tall, she looked delicate, but there was no joy or sorrow on her face, and the firelight flickered and reflected on the bottom of her pupils, and her eyes did not look at these people, and her fingertips had already crossed the fine powder left on the wooden box.

Sniff it gently.