Lu Yixuan understood as soon as she heard that Feng Mingxie was talking about Ren An's birthday, indeed, she racked her brains to get two truths from Mrs. Ying's mouth, but if it weren't for Feng Mingxi's presence and a few words, the spearhead that night would not be on anyone, and where would it be the turn of the old man Ren to take care of himself and speak ill of each other.

And the silver sent by the Marquis of Xin'an, in the final analysis, was Feng Mingxie who was fueling the trouble, knowing that Lu Yixuan was unwilling to accept anyone's gifts, so he simply borrowed Ren An and Mrs. Ying's mouth to send a righteous light.

Feng Xiaowang has always done things without leakage, making people unpredictable, you think you know everything, no, you only see through his flesh and skin, not his blood and bones.

Lu Yixin was confused by exactly this.

A person you can't figure out, pretending step by step, clever words step by step, you have to guard against it, you have to retreat, especially, it is still a high-ranking and powerful guy who can't be provoked.

One day, Xingxu Lu Yixuan's head fell off, and she went to thank Feng Xiaowang in the dark.

Heh - terrible, terrible, even more angry, annoying.

However, in this matter, Lu Yixuan was indeed at a loss, she took a deep breath, as if she wanted to be generous and righteous, she stood up to Feng Mingxie, and leaned over to thank her: "Since you have spoken, little prince, courtier-" But she hadn't finished saying this, and her arm had already asked Feng Mingxie to hold her.

"Reluctantly grateful, this king is very disgusted," the man intercepted the mouth, "I received the silver from the Xin'an Hou Mansion, but I also have to be worthy of Lord Ren's heart, how can I not see the Wei State Mansion to buy family business and place house slaves." "The whole garden is still deserted.

"My mother is sick in bed and doesn't like to be noisy." That's a really good excuse.

Feng Mingxie pretended to be true, and there was always a needle hidden in his words: "Who doesn't have a hundred or ten envoys in the courtyard of the rich and noble families in Shengjing City, too, there are many people, and it is inevitable to be negligent." "It has become the eyes and ears of others - even if it is the mansion of a first-class master, do you dare to say that it is clean?

Lu Yixin didn't reply, she has always been cautious and cautious.

Feng Mingxie leaned lazily on the bench, he liked to sit like this, casually, the feathers of the robe rippled gently along the breeze, and the sunlight fell and refracted the shallow shadows, a little mottled and bright: "This king thinks that you are confident and complacent, not afraid of the nobles of Shengjing, not afraid of the important ministers of the court with ghosts, but he didn't think about it, because he was afraid that the people in the house who were kept in the dark would know this thought——"

——The sea is wide and the sky is high.

"Little Prince!"

Feng Mingxie's words were not finished, but she was interrupted by Lu Yixuan's bright voice, and she almost jumped up in shock and reached out to cover the man's lips.

This answer is about to come out, because the little girl is looking left and right with palpitations, for fear that Lu Wanyu will hear a few words.

The more frightened you are, the more flamboyant he becomes.

Lu Yixuan is full of ambition and menacing, and the collision with the adults is that sparks are frequent, but it is just - in the Wei Mansion to be a little sister of the Lu family with peace of mind, I don't want Lu Wanyu and Zhang Lian and others to spy on her secret and worried, about the Wei Mansion ten years ago to collaborate with the enemy and betray the country, about the joint framing of the twelve people in the imperial court, the death of 80,000 people in Wuhuaimen, Lu Yixuan wants to pick up the flesh and blood, dig out the bone marrow, and take a look, who are the demons and monsters in this world.

The little girl was stunned and saw that the man's eyebrows and eyes were full of teasing expression, and the corner of his lips in the palm of his hand seemed to suddenly burn Lu Yixuan's blood and bones, and before she could withdraw her hand, the wrist knuckle was gently buckled, and the smile under her eyes turned into a white sky and green shade, and she fell into the bench unexpectedly.

She is already petite and barely occupies an area, no, it is not so much that Lu Yixin fell on the chair, but that she was lying in the arms of a man.

Chu waist in the palm, Ying Ying is boneless.

The streamer of butterfly wings trampled all minds.

Lu Yixuan didn't know whether to be ashamed or angry, Feng Mingxie was an unruly and frivolous Wangsun Guixuan, and she never had a little shame in her hands, she couldn't break free in a hurry, but her face was flushed.

"Except for the old slaves who have served in the old mansion for more than seventeen or eighteen years, you have dismissed the rest of the people, and you have only accepted the flower slaves to bring them to Shengjing, so you are cautious and walking on thin ice." Feng Mingxie turned a blind eye to Lu Yixuan's impatience, his words were lazy, and he tore apart your hiding little by little.

"Y-You're spying on me?!" Lu Yixuan's eyes widened.

"What you learn from you, you will be treated in the way of others." Feng Ming is extremely innocent.

Lu Yixuan really felt speechless for a moment, and even had no way to take Feng Mingxie, his sarcastic smile in the Ming Dynasty was deliberately teasing, but the anger in his heart slowly turned into a helpless decadence, and the girl of the Lu family somewhat understood why those old foxes in the court were eager to "eat their flesh and eat their blood".

Lu Yixuan had to snuggle at him viciously to vent his dissatisfaction and disgust, Feng Mingxian had to admit that he just liked to see this bright-eyed girl anxious and annoyed, compared to the indifferent and indifferent little tiger with teeth and claws behind his back, it was easier to make people addicted.

Meow Woo –

The soft shouts of the six men suddenly came from under the chair, and the black cat probed his brain and jumped on Feng Mingxie's shoulder, which shocked Lu Yixuan to come back to his senses at once, and subconsciously raised his legs and kicked towards the man, and jumped up with his elbow on the bench.

Feng Ming sighed with emotion, if he hadn't let go and dodged quickly, this kick would have been really shameless.

The sixth man was quite good at finding the right time, and hurriedly ran into the man's arms and purred and begged for comfort, as if his own master was holding another girl and calling it very uncomfortable.

Lu Yixuan squinted, he was a "heinous" bastard, no matter what he did that made others difficult to let go, it was careless to him.

"It seems that the little prince is in a good mood today." As he once said, it is much more interesting to tease people than to tease cats, and now Feng Mingxie can be said to be practical.

"When this king sees you, he is naturally in a good mood."

The man didn't look at Lu Yixuan at all, but teased the cat in his arms, as if he was only saying to Liuyi.

Shameless.

Lu Yixuan retreated three feet and sneered: "Isn't Miss Yuechi sad?" "Feng Xiaowang didn't go to Yue Huazhai when he got a vacancy, but came to her Wei Mansion to make trouble, so he wasn't afraid that those beauties who got his hands would be heartbroken?

Feng Mingxie said "hey", and the long sleeves of the finch feather trembled, and it really looked like a peacock that only swaggered through the market: "Ah, don't be jealous." ”

Phew, Lu Yixuan sighed in his heart.

She was jealous, she wished to send this great god far away, listen to the rumors and rumors spread by the little eunuchs and maidservants in the palace in recent days, not only did Ren An not chew the tongue of the prime minister and the Hou Mansion of Xin'an, but there were more and more rumors about her Lu Yixing's "turning evil into good fortune", but it was not just climbing on what crested hairpin, and now this man is becoming more and more bold.

The more she stayed away, the more he had to stalk.

Lu Yixuan can see it.

The flower slave who was passing by the corridor suddenly giggled, Feng Mingxie's eyes were sharp, and he simply beckoned the little maid hidden in the flowers.

"Back to the prince, Hua Nu is not laughing at you," the maid was busy choking a serious voice, facing the royal relatives, Hua Nu knew not to talk nonsense, only dared to kneel honestly, his eyes stared at the colorful embroidery that fell to the ground and did not move, "but laughing Miss ......"

But no, Lu Yixuan is warm to his friends and cold-faced and distant from officials in the same dynasty, but today, this seems to be the evasion and snarkyness that emerged from the tip of the careful eye, which makes Hua Nu feel that it is ridiculous and funny.

Lu Yixing's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was about to raise his hand to fight the little flower slave who demolished the stage, Feng Mingxie turned his head with an appropriate "oh" sound, Lu Yixuan hurriedly retracted his hand and looked left and right, and finally simply looked up at the clouds.

The little flower slave covered her mouth and smiled.

It's just that the time of this half of the tea has passed, and the man whispered softly to coax the flower slave to be happy, Feng Mingxie only smiled slightly, and the little maid nodded happily at the corner of her mouth, innocent and simple and full of enthusiasm, and her face was flushed as if she had met a guy who liked it, no, the little maid didn't know what to make her legs run away.

"You're a funny little flower slave." Feng Mingxi's eyes didn't come back.

Lu Yixuan's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he stood in front of the man and blocked his sight: "My maid can't learn to climb dragons and phoenixes." ”

Especially with sweet words like the little prince, a few women can stop the lively and fragrant and suave, but don't think about a simple-minded and easily deceived girl like Xiao Xianghuanu.

She was really a little inexplicably annoyed, but she didn't know for a moment whether to be annoyed by his unrelenting smile or annoyed by the joy of the flower slave.

Feng Mingxie was stunned, and suddenly smiled, but did not explain.

The footsteps "stepped on" rushed in, the flower slave held a small plate in his hand, and even the air was filled with a fragrance, and the grains were mixed with peach blossoms.

It is the cloud piece peach blossom cake.

Peach Blossom Cake?!

Before Lu Yixin could stop the little maid, the flower slave had already handed the pastry to Feng Mingxie as if he had offered a treasure.

The girl of the Lu family was so anxious that she jumped to her feet: "This is the cloud cake I made for the third sister." "Why should you give it to this shameless man?

"The third lady said that there are distinguished guests visiting, so naturally we can't slack off." The flower slave snickered and secretly dropped his finger and pointed to the depths of the flower gallery.

Lu Yiyu turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw Lu Wanyu holding the decoction that she was going to serve her mother, hiding behind the corridor and snickering.

Miss Lu slapped her head, and suddenly felt that the whole family was trying to curry favor with Feng Mingxie, no, she was trying to go against herself.

But no, what is the status of Feng Xiao Wangye, he suddenly came to the Duke of Wei's mansion, and it must not make people honestly afraid, if it weren't for Zhang Lian's illness on the couch, even the Duchess of Wei would have to be respectfully welcomed out of the mansion, ordinary people can't ask for everything to tie up those court powers, kings and grandchildren, if Lu Zhongsi is at home, at this time, Bacheng will be like a pug before and after the saddle and the horse.

Lu Yixuan doesn't like to grovel, nor does he like to show off his might.