"But what if you choose the wrong one?" Zilan frowned.

Although she is like a lady, she hopes that the young lady can find a satisfactory person as soon as possible.

But after all, she still hopes that the person who is happy with Miss is the person who can share her heart and protect her for the rest of her life.

"Wrong?" She really hadn't thought about it. Now that Zilan said this, Feng Yan thought about it, and then suddenly chuckled: "It's wrong, it's wrong." ”

Even if it's wrong......

She has no regrets.

Who said that this was what she owed to her uncle Mo Ze.

In the last life, this man paid too much for her.

Life...... She may have spent her whole life and will not be able to pay it off.

"Miss!" Zi Lan didn't know what Feng Yan was thinking, and when she heard this, an anger suddenly rose in her heart, "If that's the case, Lan'er would rather Miss be alone for the rest of her life and not be hurt by others!" ”

"Wouldn't that be lonely and old?" Feng Yan looked back at the girl beside him and said with a smile.

"With Lan'er with you!" Zi Lan said with a serious expression: "Lan'er won't let Miss be lonely!" ”

"Hey, silly girl." Seeing this, Feng Yan smiled, raised his hand and pinched Zilan's pretty face, "I don't dare to delay you." ”

"Lan'er is serious!" Zilan puffed up the hand under the board.

"Miss Ben is also talking seriously." Feng Yan put his hands behind his back, "Besides, whether it is wrong or right can only be known if you have experienced it yourself, right?" ”

"Miss really wants to marry King Ze?" Hearing this, Zilan lowered her eyes and asked.

"It's just my thoughts." Feng Yan turned around and returned to the stone table and sat down leisurely, "Whether you can marry or not depends on what other people mean." ”

Uncle Mo Ze, both parents, Emperor Mingde.......

These people will be the deciders of this marriage.

But......

For her now, their decision is not important.

Say no or agree.

As long as she can get rid of Uncle Yiheng.

"That ......" and this, Zilan was about to say something.

How.....

She just started to ......

"Hey, okay, let's stop talking about that." Feng Yan smiled in vain and said, "Come and tell me some interesting stories." ”

"Okay." Seeing that the young lady was reluctant to speak, Zilan had to suppress all the thoughts in her heart. Then, the voice softly began to tell Feng Yu all kinds of small stories in the alley.

--

Here, Uncle Mo Ze had just walked out of the Yanqi Garden, and was stopped by the master of the General's Mansion.

"King Ze." Feng Hengzhong jumped out of nowhere and blocked in front of Uncle Mo Ze.

"Old General Feng." Uncle Mo Ze replied politely.

"Lao Chen, there is a little matter here that I want to talk to the prince...... Feng Hengzhong bowed his head, "I don't know if the prince can appreciate his face." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Uncle Mo Ze's expression was calm, not only did he not feel any surprise at Feng Hengzhong's appearance, but he also did not show any surprise at his desire to talk to him.

All this .....

It seemed to be exactly what he expected.

"King Ze, please." It was getting late now, and he couldn't afford to delay any longer. Seeing that Uncle Mo Ze agreed, Feng Hengzhong stretched out his hand to lead the way for Uncle Mo Ze.

...

Walk through the promenade path, bypass the pavilions and pavilions, and come to the front of the Thousand Lakes Garden.

Uncle Mo Ze looked up at the inscription above the garden gate, his thin lips opened lightly, and he smiled lightly.

Just this iron painting silver hook, clear and transparent, the chic glyph of the wind god, and the transparent and clear state of mind of Yan'er, can be written.

"King Ze, please." Feng Hengzhong stood on the left side of the entrance, facing the garden, and waved to Uncle Mo Ze.