Feng Xiying slept so comfortably this night.

After waking up, she still rolled back and forth on the bed several times until Qinghe came in and called her.

"Miss, you're awake! Hurry up, Nangong Shizi has been waiting for you in the front hall for two hours! Qing He said while lifting Feng Xiying's quilt.

"Nangong Shizi? What is he here for? Feng Xiying asked, spread out on the bed.

"Who knows? Maybe I heard that you fell into the water and had a troubled conscience and came to visit the patient. "Qing He got started and went to pull Feng Xiying.

Feng Xiying was pulled up from the bed and said, "He shouldn't think that I committed suicide by throwing myself into the pond for him, right?" ”

Qing He slipped into her clothes and replied, "Isn't this the truth? ”

Feng Xiying thought about it, too. Let's go and meet this legendary son.

After a pillar of incense, Qing He had already cleaned up Feng Xiying.

Dressed in a smoke-blue wide-sleeved thin skirt, a green silk hair was pulled into a fallen horse-shaped bun, the small face was slightly puffed, and the red lips naturally showed a pink and tender fruit pink, and the whole person looked a lot brighter.

Feng Xiying sighed, sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and now I seem to understand the mood of Hanfu lovers.

After cleaning up, Feng Xiying strode to the front hall with Qing He.

Qing He reminded her in a low voice beside her: "Miss, pay attention to everyone's beautiful style." ”

After a few times, Feng Xiying slowed down her pace and slowly moved to the front hall.

When I arrived in the front hall, there was only a cup of tea on the guest seat in the hall, and there was no one in sight.

Feng Xiying turned her head and asked Qinghe, "What about the son?" ”

Qing He looked at the outer Nunu mouth, and Feng Xiying looked in the direction of her Nu mouth.

Wonderful!

Feng Xiying deeply understood the connotation of the poem Mo Shangren is like jade, and the prince is unparalleled in the world at this moment.

That Nangong Shizi stood under the blooming tree, slightly tilted his head and looked at the petals falling from the tree, a side face is not too beautiful!

After all, Feng Xiying is also a woman in the new era who has been accustomed to seeing all kinds of film and television stars and high-quality beautiful men since she was a child, if she is only outstanding in appearance, she will not be so amazed.

In addition to being handsome, this Nangong prince is mainly very good at temperament!

It's really pleasing to the eye.

If it weren't for Qinghe pulling it, Feng Xiying couldn't help but raise her hand to cheer for him.

Nangong Shizi noticed that someone was looking at him, and turned his head to look this way.

Tsk, there is melancholy between the eyebrows and eyes, and I want to put it on hold in the modern era, and I don't know how many innocent girls I have to die when I debut with the character of a melancholy prince.

Nangong Shizi walked towards Feng Xiying, it was not dark or blowing, it really had its own blower effect.

Feng Xiying retracted her previous words, this Xiangfu concubine's vision is very good!

Nangong Shizi walked up to her and said, "I saw the girl in Xia Nangong Jun." ”

Feng Xiying was a person who had seen the world in the end, and soon killed the deer in his heart.

Put his hand at his side, bend his knees slightly, and return the salute calmly: "Feng Xiying of the slave family has seen the prince of Nangong. ”

After finishing speaking, he saw Nangong Jun looking up at her with a surprised face.

How? Did you say the wrong thing?

Feng Xiying glanced at Qing He, but Qing He looked down at her toes.

Feng Xiying thought that it might be the wrong posture, and also learned from Nangong Jun to fold her hands and salute forward, and said again: "The little woman Feng Xiying has seen Nangong Shizi. ”

Still no response.

What's wrong with this Nangong Shizi? Is it so rude?

Feng Xiying looked up and glanced at him quietly, and found that his face was very exciting. There are shocks, there are doubts, and there is a little more... I can't tell what kind of emotion it is.

Half a day. Nangong Jun asked in a trembling voice, "Are you?" Brother Feng? ”

Brother Feng? Where did you come from??

Then Feng Xiying remembered that Qing He said that she seemed to be a man dressed as a woman to read a book. So, this Nangong Jun doesn't know that she is a woman?

Because of blowing Sting! No wonder so shocked.

Feng Xiying simply straightened up and generously admitted: "It's down there, Brother Nangong." ”

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.

I don't know what Nangong Jun thought, her face suddenly turned red, and then she bowed ninety degrees to Feng Xiying.

Feng Xiying jumped to the side in fright, and then heard Nangong Jun say, "Brother Feng... No... Miss Feng, I didn't know the girl's true identity before, so I was offended by the words, please don't be surprised! ”

It turned out to be an apology because of the previous righteous words that rejected Feng Xiying.

Feng Xiying hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up, and said, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you, those who don't know are not guilty, I can understand you very well." ”

Nangong Jun straightened up and replied with a face full of gratitude: "Feng Lao... The girl should be really broad-minded and ashamed. ”

If you apologize, you apologize, why do you still curse? Who's the old girl?

Miss Ben is less than sixteen years old!

Feng Xiying was dissatisfied, and replied: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Nangong old son." ”

Nangong Jun was stunned for a moment when she heard her words, and then burst out laughing.

Mom, it looks better when you laugh.

Nangong Jun said with a smile: "I haven't seen her for a day, but Miss Feng has become interesting." ”

Is this saying that Feng Xiying was boring before? Man... Gee.

But Feng Xiying still replied to him with a smirk: "Each other." ”

"I heard that the girl fell into the water, and I came to visit the patient, and now I see the girl like this, but it's okay?" Nangong Jun asked.

Feng Xiying waved her hand and replied: "It's not a big problem, I slept much better." ”

"Then I'll be relieved." Nangong Jun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Xie Nangong Shizi is kind, since I've seen it all, if there's nothing to do, I'll go first." After Feng Xiying finished speaking, she was ready to slip away.

After all, there is no memory of the concubine of the Prime Minister's house, and it will not be good if there is more communication.

"Von... Shadows? Can I call you that from now on? Nangong Jun asked cautiously.

Feng Xiying vomited cat-like vomiting in her heart, which was also numb.

Nangong Jun saw that she didn't reply, thinking that she was abrupt, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't know your true identity before, but now that I know, I can't call you Brother Feng anymore." ”

"Don't be it, it's too intimate. That's what my family calls me. Feng Xiying refused.

"And what shall I call you in the future?" Nangong Jun asked disappointedly.

"Whatever you want. Miss Feng, Miss Feng, Feng Xiying, all of them. Feng Xiying replied.

Nangong Jun felt a little guilty on his face, and said sullenly: "You are still blaming me before..."

"No, you think too much, let the past pass, I'm not the kind of person who can't afford to let go, or I'm not used to outsiders calling me so intimate." Feng Xiying replied simply.

"I understand, then I'll call you Xiaoying from now on." Nangong Jun seemed to be intermittently deaf, and he didn't listen to Feng Xiying's words just now.

Feng Xiying didn't want to talk to him about a title, so she said, "It's good if you're happy." ”

Nangong Jun smiled again when he heard this: "That's great." ”

Call it whatever you like, anyway, I guess I won't see it in the future, so I'll let you cool down. Feng Xiying thought to herself.

Feng Xiying bowed slightly, "I'm a little dizzy, if there is nothing else, I will leave first." ”

Nangong Jun didn't dwell too much, and replied: "Xiaoying, then you have a good rest, I have time to come to see you again." ”

After listening to this, Feng Xiying ran with oil on the soles of her feet. In the blink of an eye, there was no one in sight.

Nangong Jun looked at Feng Xiying's departing back, and only felt that she was still sad, deliberately pretending to be strong in front of her, so she didn't want to stay with her for more.

Fortunately, Feng Xiying didn't know what he thought, otherwise he could jump up and scold him for narcissism!