"You're ......"

The wind curtains moved, and on the wooden cloister stood a person dressed in pure white clothes with intricate layers, showing a strange solemnity and rigor, his hair neatly combed back and tied with a silver crown.

The eyebrows and eyes are calm, and the face is peaceful. The whole body exudes a kind of Zen of distant and tranquil.

Qi Ying touched the wound on her head and smiled embarrassedly.

Zhao Feng raised his eyes to look at him, and looked at him willingly.

"It turned out to be self-inflicted."

"You know again."

Qi Ying sat down cross-legged in front of the swing, and knocked on the table with a few pairs of Zhao Feng Xi. Laughing treacherously.

"Invite me?"

His face was still flat, as if he hadn't even moved an eyebrow, and the wood carvings were like stone carvings.

"Let you make tea."

Qi Ying grinned and barred her white teeth.

Zhao Feng raised his feet at night, and his feet were also covered with clogs, and his cotton-white socks stepped softly on the corridor, and his complicated long clothes were light with his movements, like floating clouds around his body.

"I said I don't have to wear this when you come, I'm not tired."

"Are you willing to do it? It's not that I don't have any free time, I came here after my morning class. You didn't get up early. ”

Zhao Feng sat across from him, his hand brushing the teacup cup gently and comfortably, and his movements were smooth.

Qi Ying smiled and watched him make tea.

"You didn't drink this tea for nothing."

He lifted his eyelids, disgusted.

"Didn't I be born and die for you, and you can't blame me if you can't find anyone."

"Looking for someone? I think you're taking the opportunity to go out and play. I actually brought back the one from Haliang Castle. Isn't it ......."

Zhao Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Want to get married?"

Qi Ying held her head with her hands crooked, and the corners of her mouth were curled.

"Probably. After all, I've grown up too. ”

Zhao Feng shook his hand wet and threw a finger at his face.

"Virtue. My brother has never been married, and I have never gotten you this little one. ”

Qi Ying wiped her face, surprised that he could throw him in the face so well.

"Oops! Come on! Waiting for you? You can stay up to the old man as a priest. Who would dare to marry the killing god in Xiluo, and he didn't want to marry him. Then I'm not going to fight the bachelors with you! ”

Zhao Feng pondered for a while.

"You talk about you, the bloodline that can be worthy of you is not noble enough for you, there was originally a sister, and now it is ......"

"Shut up."

Zhao Feng Breaker's tone was cold.

"Even if there was a precedent, I would not marry my own sister for the sake of pure blood. What's more, Ah Xiao is no longer there. ”

Qi Ying regretted that she had been out for a long time and did not choose her words and touched her nose. Flatteringly, he handed him a cotton cloth to wipe his hands.

"Brother, don't be angry."

Seeing that his expression slowed slightly, he said one more word.

"I'll get them back."

Zhao Feng wiped his hands stiffly, and was a little stunned.

Qi Ying waited for him to be silent for a long time, and then looked up. Zhao Feng was staring at a place behind him.

When he looked back, he saw Jasor standing on the path, also dumbfounded.

"Brother, this is Yasheng, the flower lord of Yuliang City."

Zhao Feng retracted his gaze and nodded slightly.

"Your sweetheart?"

Ren is Qiying's cheeky cheeks can't help but blush a little. Turning around and beckoning her to come over, Yasen walked very slowly, step by step.

Until the wind breaks through the night, the tea is boiled and soaked in the cup, and the tea fragrance is like mist.

She had just arrived, her pale eyes unabashedly looking at the dawn.

He didn't feel anything about this kind of vision, he was a priest of Changle Kingdom sitting high on the altar, and this kind of vision was much more affected.

"Yasheng, this is the high priest of Changle Country, and it is also the most honorable relic god clan Zhao Feng Xie."

Yasheng trembled his lips and stared intently at Zhaofeng Breaking Night, she didn't listen to what Qi Ying said, Qi Ying called her a few times, and she quickly lowered her head. In the face of the wind and the night, he made a standard Changle Country to express his respect for the elderly.

"I've seen the priest."

Zhao Feng Poxi agreed that she knew their Changle etiquette, and bowed slightly. Raising his finger and pointing to the side seat, it is extremely polite to save face.

AXOR sat cautiously on his left hand side, his heart pounding. There was also a light in his eyes, looking at the side face of Zhao Feng.

Qi Ying muttered unhappily.

"AXOR ......"

provoked Zhao Feng to curl the corners of his mouth.

AXOR watched his heart beat like a drum and shook his hand excitedly.

"Brother......

Zhao Feng broke the night and poured out the tea. His eyes drooped and he slowly let go of the handle of the pot and wiped the tea off his hand.

His expression was already displeased.

The atmosphere froze.

Qi Ying was afraid that he would be angry, so she quickly pulled Yasen away.

"She's calling me."

AXIN was stunned, so shameless.

Zhao Feng snorted coldly.

"She's calling me, you're too shameless."

Qi Ying saw that the situation was fine, and he could still laugh. But Zhao Feng stood up and glanced at Yasheng coldly, and left.

"Brother! Don't be angry! She was really calling me. ”

Zhao Feng left without stopping, and he walked faster and faster.

Qi Ying stretched out his hand to make a pompous look of remorse and pleading, but Yasheng was not happy. stunned to see where Zhao Feng was going.

"I said you can't call me brother in such a hurry, after all, we are not married yet."

Belch! Jason's eyes widened and he looked at Qiying in disbelief. looked at his frivolous and pretentious appearance, and suddenly covered his heart.

Was she blind in the first place? Do you think he's honest?

Trying to resist the urge to beat him, AXOR opened his mouth to question him.

"Why can't you call him that?"

Qi Ying picked up the half-emptied teapot and poured a cup for himself and Yasheng.

"Because of his sister...... I just don't like people calling him that. ”

AXOR touched the cup and muttered a little frustrated.

"I'm no one else."

Qi Ying smacked her tea in satisfaction.

"That's right, you're his brother and sister. Why are you about to become your own person? ”

"I was meant to be ...... Never mind! What to say to you scoundrel. ”

Ya angrily knotted and twisted away to ignore him. Holding the tea brewed by Zhaofeng in the fat paws, I felt very warm.

"I said you don't like my brother. He won't marry you. ”

AXOR rolled his eyes. Qi Ying thought she wouldn't listen.

"Really, he is of good blood, and he must marry a woman who is as pure as his blood. You don't make it. ”

"Do you have any other brothers?"

"Huh?"

Qi Ying sat up straight in fright.

"No, no!"

"Yes." AXOR is very affirmative.

Qi Ying was not happy.

"It's not an elder brother, I don't have any blood relationship with them, I just screamed when I was a child."

"There's one more!"

"Okay, okay, there's another one, Zhaofeng Xiluo, he's Poxi's younger brother. I'm also called brother, that's even worse! He's so grumpy, he's a killer. ”

Yasheng's eyes darkened, and he was a little unhappy when he touched the cup, and pursed his lips slightly.

The green leaves trembled slightly among the treetops in the courtyard, and the sun was getting thicker and more sunny. Occasionally, there are a few bird cries, but they are mourning in the cage.

Didn't like this place.