Lu Yixuan's fingertips stirred the water, the ripples shattered the contemplative face, and the wound on the elbow of the arm was vividly visible, if she hadn't rushed to the forefront of everything, such a fair coagulated fat would not have increased the scar.

The little girl sighed, the water temperature is not hot, but the cold kneecap seems to be able to penetrate the skin into the bone marrow, warmly melt away those faint stings, neither sluggish nor sour, Lu Yixuan lay on the edge of the wood, the soft yarn brushed the landscape screen, she rarely wanted to rest for a while.

The incense of the small stove seems to be able to calm the nerves, and the raindrops falling on the eaves also fall on the ears, gradually becoming a chaotic rhythm, and Lu Yixuan, who is relaxed, squints and sleeps.

Half-asleep and half-awake, she seemed to feel that a hairy claw was on her slightly cool arm out of the water, she muttered and wanted to brush it off, her body suddenly sank in the water, and the frightened Lu Yixuan's legs and feet woke up softly.

It's six.

The black cat was frightened by her spirit, staring at the orange eyes and jumping away, Lu Yixin breathed a sigh of relief, she accidentally fell asleep, maybe she squinted for a while, the water temperature was still warm and even hotter than Fang Cai, Lu Yixuan was a little in a trance, the red candle on the desk burned half of the candle tears, she seemed to realize something, the ends of her hair had been gently picked up and combed carefully.

The girl of the Lu family gasped and was shocked, and half of her head sank into the water.

"Don't move, the moon has already been watered." The lazy voice and the faint fragrance of flowers had already foreshadowed the coming, Feng Mingxie didn't know when to sit behind her, Lu Yixing's long hairpin was pulled away, and the messy black hair wet by the rain was now asking the man to comb it with a rhinoceros comb.

Lu Yixuan stiffened his body and looked embarrassed, how dare he move, bastard!

She was red-faced, red-eared, and gnashing her teeth.

"Tsk, this king hears me." The man raised an eyebrow, using his knees to know what could come out of her mouth.

"Grunt", Lu Yixuan didn't speak, he exhaled vigorously in his mouth, and the water surface was full of bubbles, and he must be complaining.

Some stupid and quite coquettish and dare not speak out of the way Feng Mingxie is broken, the crow-colored green silk is smooth as if the silk brocade wrapped around the fingertips is lovely, the little prince is like a royal relative who has probably never "served" anyone in his life, but he is very gentle under his hands, as if he is treating some careful treasures.

"Drowning yourself in such a hurry?" The man held her forehead, and the girl hated to bury her head in the water.

Lu Yixuan moved up two inches slightly, and the water droplets and plum blossoms slid down his thin and white shoulders, and they were also soaked in scars that would never fade.

An eyesore.

Feng Mingxie saw it, swept his eyes, and gently wiped the clean brocade over her long hair and pulled it up for her with a jasper hairpin, meticulously.

"The water is blessed with a blessing and a turtle, which is very effective for your knee injury, and the incense burner is filled with a tranquility grass, otherwise it will be more difficult for you to stay quietly for three teas than to ascend to the sky," the man seemed to be still regretting that this girl was sleeping lightly and guarded, and she woke up too lightly, "Mianyue, wait." ”

The little maid responded, and the man's footsteps had gone out of the hall.

Lu Yixin was still stunned, Mianyue had already dumped the new hot water bucket and asked Miss Lu if she still felt comfortable?

But seeing that she turned a deaf ear and muttered, Mianyue smiled and groaned: "The prince is used to being casual, rarely stays in the inner garden, and no one comes here on weekdays, if the slave maid is not well taken care of, please take care of Miss Lu more." ”

This is interesting, what the little prince does is reasonable, this dormitory doesn't even like the male host on weekdays, but you Lu Yixin is the first one he is willing to take back to the "home" and tells him to take care of it, no, it is the girl who came to wait in person.

It can be seen that this favor and favor is unmatched.

Lu Yixin is noncommittal, if you say that this guy is a righteous gentleman, he prefers to ridicule and provoke a romantic peach blossom debt, but if you say that he is an amorous prodigal son, he can not touch any eroticism and attempts when he is warm and affectionate to the mountains and seas, and the positive style is surprising, look, he even explained all the reasons before Lu Yixuan asked, as if he had prepared a "please enter the urn" tonight, remembering that he had quietly arranged the green kite as a companion when he left Surabaya, Lu Yixuan was happy and angry, but he was reluctant to really annoy him - this guy is as careful as dust, so there is no reason to blame and resent, so you have to put him on the tip of your heart.

A bastard indeed.

Lu Yixuan picked up a handful of water and wet his face.

When Feng Mingxie stepped into the main hall, the wind swept the colorful feathers with his robe, as if there was still the lingering fragrance of long crow-colored hair at hand, the man couldn't help but smile in his heart, and the six men jumped on the table and formed a circle, and a small copper ring fell in the palm of Feng Xiaowangye, and he played with it casually, and his eyes were not raised: "But Yue Chi has news?" ”

He seemed to be asking a question in front of the empty hall, and as soon as his voice fell, a figure had flashed outside the door, it was Dongting who sent the little princess back to Mingxi, who was also drenched, he didn't dare to retreat first, and handed over the letter hidden in his arms to Feng Mingxi.

The man did not say anything.

Dongting stood up straight, the water droplets on his robe were dripping with a puddle of water stains, he quietly raised his eyes and saw the copper ring in the hand of the little prince, his body stiffened slightly, and he wanted to open his mouth but immediately stopped again.

Feng Mingxie didn't notice his abnormality, and when he turned around, two white plums fell on his ears, which were the flower branches that Lu Yixuan held for him: "Go change your clothes, don't get sick." ”

Dongting hugged his fists and retreated, and when he went out, he couldn't help but glance back at the man who was high above, only to see that he threw the letterhead into the charcoal basin, and the fire destroyed the black and white words in an instant.

The guard's expression was gloomy, and he turned his head and almost bumped into the oncoming Lu Yixuan.

"Ting-sama." The girl was the first to say hello.

Dongting seemed to be frightened, and hurriedly leaned over and lowered his head to pass by.

"Hell-like ......" Lu Yixuan muttered into the house only to find that the vial on the jade case in the east window was not a flower branch, but the little sugar man he bought from the night market and gave it to Feng Mingxi.

This guy has been properly stored for so long?

"Want to try it?" The man heard the footsteps and saw her gaze, raised his eyes and was stunned, it was rare that this girl was not the appearance of a big hairpin cloth skirt, and the woven gold soft shirt in the palace seemed to have a fancy lining of her non-powdered face and delicate waist, as if all the rings were full of sounds, which really made people unable to take their eyes off.

"A gentleman doesn't take the favor of others," Lu Yixuan pointed meaningfully, "The courtiers just saw Lord Ting, I don't know where Miss Yuechi is now?" ”

"She's returning from Fuling, and she'll be there in a few days."

"I haven't seen you for a few months, I have a thought," Lu Yixuan took a deep breath, Yue Chi's delicate and light charm was engraved on his face, thinking that she was also "painstaking" for this little couple, but unfortunately such a good girl has a tendon, which is really nerve-wracking, she sighed, and fell to the throne bench with a big grin, "The courtiers of the Ming Dynasty will find out the sons of the entire Shengjing City and the scholarly young masters, and they are not afraid that they will not be able to find the ones who are compatible with her." ”

It's not wood, it's stone.

"You're messing around with mandarin ducks." It doesn't matter if others like it or not, they just buy and sell.

Lu Yixuan's eyes rolled and joked: "Little prince, you have a word, is there a strong melon in this world?" "What is called the marriage of the emperor's relatives and relatives, the prince of Fengyang has a word, whatever he is not happy will be happy.

Feng Ming's evil jaw was clear: "What, now you are learning to be a fox and a tiger, and you are bullying?" Using his phoenix power to increase her power, the man was very happy, wishing that this girl would rely on a little more, "But your brain should be stopped." ”

Lu Yixuan plucked his ears: "Yo, the prince is starting to dislike his courtiers." ”

Feng Ming was wronged: "Never." ”

Lu Yixuan pursed her lips and smiled, always feeling that flirting with men was about to become commonplace, she patted the bench next to her and moved out of her seat: "What are you thinking about?" When she entered, she saw that half of the letterhead had been destroyed in the charcoal stove.

Feng Mingxie brushed his sleeves and sat down, stretched out his hand to support the side and trapped the girl between himself and the couch without a trace, and the white plum who sneaked in outside the window and the elegance after her bath was a little unexpected: "Jingliang camp, General Ruan Fangxiao was transferred to Gongfan to take charge of the camp, and the 60,000 people who went out were scattered and transferred to the three major battalions of Shenji, Yingwu, and Huairong according to their merits. ”

The Jingliang camp just vanished.

Lu Yixuan lowered her eyebrows, this result was what she expected early on, the seemingly indifferent military power in Feng Mingxie's hands was the thorn in the heart of the Son of Heaven would be uprooted sooner or later, she turned to smile and stretched out her hand The sparse little white plum in the man's ear was folded down.

Wind and frost turn into sweetness.

"The courtiers are not worried at all." The little girl has no heart and no lungs.

What kind of character is Feng Mingxie, who has dominated Fengyang and Shengjing for more than ten years, unscrupulous but helpless, if it weren't for how he could get to this point if he didn't strategize, Lu Yixuan was very relieved of his man.

Feng Mingxie watched the girl take the plum blossom into her mouth and float the dark fragrance, and his heart jumped: "This king does have a plan. The man suddenly grabbed Lu Yixuan's thin waist, leaned over and the two rolled together on the bench, his dexterous fingertips touched the sensitive skin of Lu Yixuan's waist through the layered Luo clothes, and gently scraped and grinded.

The hot gas "poo" rushed to land to get rid of the brain.

Whoosh, the candle flame went out, the plum blossoms fell to the ground, and the room fell into a drowsy state.

"Feng Ming Evil!" This bastard is still up and down?!

The man was quite beaten "Huh", and seemed to laugh slowly in the dark: "If this king wants to misbehave, you can still let you run?" "Well, Lu Yixuan didn't bathe and sleep lightly, he didn't do anything in such a good spring and opportunity, but now he is worried.

Lu Yixuan wanted to kick him when he heard this, but before he bent his knee, he asked Feng Ming's evil prophet to press him down.