Chapter 4: The Drama Takes the Stage
The sky is getting dark, Qionghua is flying in the snow, there are often happy eyes bent, like a pool of shattered autumn waves, suddenly fell into a package of stars, the frozen red fluttering smiling face instantly became smart, a little cunning, a little perverse, a little gentle...... There is also a bit of maturity and composure that does not belong to her age.
The smile was so unbelievable that Feng Qizhen was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled, and there was no shadow of half a person outside the window.
He narrowed his long eyes, quietly looking out the window at the snow, his eyelashes were like butterfly wings, and a pale cyan halo drooped from his eyes, and the candles danced, making it more and more obscure that he could not see.
Is the third lady of the Prime Minister's house? It's kind of interesting. Today's play is getting more and more exciting.
Feng Qizhen's delicate face gradually climbed into a playful smile, like the Bodhi overlooking all living beings in the forgotten deserted temple, dignified and gloomy.
"Little prince, you ...... How do you ...... Are you sitting here by yourself? A woman gently moved the lotus step, and the blue air was filled with fragrant dew, and she softly pounced on Feng Qizhen's ears.
The woman in front of her is wearing a lilac floor-to-ceiling dress, the fine stitches of a hundred flowers and butterflies stretch around the skirt, and the beaded shoulders covered with red fox fur are fluttering, and the rings are jingling, and the body is full of grace. The eyebrows are like a distant description, and the eyes are dyed like a galaxy, and she is a stunning beauty who captivates the country and the city. At this time, he was slightly tilting his head, twisting the silk handkerchief with his bare hands, his cheeks were lightly pink, and two pear vortices were looming, and his daughter's family was shy and uneasy.
This beauty is the proudest Chang Qin in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.
Feng Qizhen came back to her senses in a trance, and couldn't help laughing, only to realize that she had been trapped by a tattered yellow-haired girl for so long.
Chang Qin saw that Feng Qizhen didn't pay attention to himself at all, and actually laughed to himself, his heart was frustrated, but he still smiled gently and movingly, and asked softly: "What's wrong with the prince?" ”
Feng Qizhen noticed that the eldest lady who was standing in front of her like a peony flower, her ink eyes passed, and she only swept Chang Qin painlessly, without even looking at it for half a day, and said lightly: "It's okay, I just saw a little wild cat outside the window." ”
When Chang Qin walked towards this frail and sick little prince, it had aroused the envy and jealousy of most of the young talents on the table, and now the beauty took the initiative to talk, how could this little prince still look like a salty and incomprehensible amorous look, and the malice in the eyes of all the sons and brothers looking at Feng Qizhen was even more crazy, and even some pretentious sons came out one after another in order to win hearts and resolve embarrassment, and invited Chang Qin to sing poems and paint, enjoy flowers and cook wine.
Chang Qin was blocked by the water, his face was a little reddish and embarrassed, he still smiled decently, comforting everyone with a warm voice, and at the same time through the gap in the shadow, he couldn't help but cast a grateful gaze at Feng Qizhen to rescue and relieve the siege.
How could the beauty be so anxious that there were half tears in her eyes, Feng Qizhen still held the cup of tea in her hand that had already been cooled, and looked slightly sideways at the silver white outside the window, but her eyes were empty.
Chang Yuandao, who was shuttling through the flow of people, happened to see the scene of his most precious daughter being scrambled for an invitation by a group of gentlemen like buying vegetables, and his heart turned over, and half of his face turned blue. However, the nobility of the phase could not tolerate his shameless scolding, Chang Yuan Daosheng suppressed the fire in his heart, and walked back to the white jade platform quietly, "The snow outside the courtyard is fluttering, and the plum blossoms are fragrant, it is a good time to enjoy the plum blossoms and snow, please move to the plum courtyard, where the incense for prayer has already been prepared." ”
He raised his hand with a smile on his face and made a gesture to His Highness.
Everyone didn't dare to disobey Xiangye's intentions, so they had to flatter a few words, and then rushed out of the door.
Chang Yuandao smiled lovingly at the pearl in the palm in the distance, Chang Qin patted his heart in shock, only to realize that it was his father's astuteness, so he quietly relieved himself, and smiled back.
This outstanding eldest daughter is the biggest bargaining chip to lay the century-old foundation of Changfu, and as a father, he is naturally reluctant to let those mortal worlds pollute her bright and moving eyes.
Chang Qin glanced at Feng Qizhen dejectedly, and saw that he was still looking out the window with a faint face, as if he was not interested in his existence. She sneaked past his line of sight, only to find that there was nothing but the silent falling snowflakes. She sighed softly, her bright face seemed to be covered with a layer of melancholy gloom, and she was helped out of the door by the maid
At this time, a Tsing Yi guard walked to Feng Qizhen from an inconspicuous position, raised his sword and bowed, and said in a straight voice: "Master, the snow is heavy at night, and the carriage has been prepared outside the house, please go back to the palace quickly." ”
Feng Qizhen didn't seem to hear his words, only slightly withdrew his gaze that was parked in the wind and snow, raised his hand lightly, and slowly shook the tea cup in his hand.
The mirror-like tea surface gradually shattered, creating a circle of ripples with dark green tea stains, and then quietly shattered. is also like the fleeting waves that poured out of Feng Qizhen's face.
"This king has decided not to leave for the time being, after all, the sea with wind and waves is much more interesting than the calm sea, although the wind and waves are not big."
Before he could finish speaking, there were several shrill female voices in the courtyard.
Feng Qizhen casually threw the teacup to the table on the side, the teacup rolled bonely, accompanied by the sound of tea overflowing, he jumped up excitedly, lifted the thick and thick big gun, pulled out his legs and rushed out of the palace gate, and plunged into the wind and snow.
The Tsing Yi guard's name is Qing Ye, he is a dead soldier who has followed Feng Qizhen since he was a child, and he has been for many years, and his own prince is extremely indifferent to everything, and even the emperor is looking for a nagging family is also a look of love to answer, Qing Ye looked at the entrance of the palace in a daze, and his mind still flashed with the interest of the little prince at that moment, and he was stunned for a long time before he knew to catch up.
A piece of jewels poured out from the hall, setting off the flawless snow scene outside the hall with a glow, which should have been a quiet and cold night snow and red plum, but because of the hustle and bustle, gold and silver were cheesy, and they were dyed with a bit of sadness and haze.
The officials went to the banquet with their families, and they were welcoming the snow in twos and threes to look for plums, and everyone was in high spirits, only to hear two frightened screams.
When everyone heard the sound, Chang Yuandao took the lead in the forefront, wanting to find out, thinking in his heart, for fear that something would go wrong and ruin Changfu's face and reputation.
I saw Miss Li of the Ministry of Rites and the waiter's family standing under the plum tree with a pale face, her eyes glaring like two copper bells in fright.
Chang Youxi has been standing in the snow for half an hour, his petite body is covered with falling snow, and at this time it is hidden behind a few plum branches, like a sapling crushed by snow, taking advantage of the night, no one knows that there will be a person here, and it is a woman who is about to set off a storm.
Feng Qizhen's front foot just landed, and Qing Ye fell to his back foot.
"Master, it's snowing heavily here, beware of catching a cold." Qingye was bold and whispered, and as he spoke, he stuffed a small satin hand stove into the little prince's arms.
Feng Qizhen covered a pair of cold hands, the tails of his eyes were slightly hooked, like a knife piercing through the crowd of snow, and at a glance he locked the thin shadow behind Mei Cong. He recognized those eyes, and when he saw them once, he remembered them profoundly.
Feng Qizhen rolled up his sleeves, and there was a rare look of flying on his always indifferent face, maybe even he didn't notice it.
Qingye looked at his master's appearance similar to his eyebrows flying and dancing, and rubbed his eyes a few times, thinking that he was looking at the flowers, and his heart was even more surprised, so he followed his sight and floated over.
The moment his eyes touched, Qing Ye frowned, and his hand unconsciously held on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his eyes from years of martial arts practice told him that there was a person hiding behind the plum tree.
Feng Qizhen sensed the tense and murderous aura of the person behind him, pursed his lips and smiled, flicked his jade fingers, and quite mischievously flicked a load of snow on his shoulder to Qingye's face.
"Don't be nervous, the show is on."
As soon as the words fell, only a few exclamations were heard, and the men and women exploded like jackdaws flying by
The officials and ladies of the various families were already frightened, and the warblers were crying, and even Chang Yuandao couldn't hold a face that was not shocked, and his face was a little alert, and he shouted at Merlin while raising his voice to a row of family soldiers: "Who are you?" Why are you pretending to be a ghost in my house! ”
Chang Youxi hooked his lips and smiled charmingly. It's not in vain that she has been waiting in the wind and snow for so long, and the show is finally about to start.