Chapter 62: I'm already old, and I'm still wrinkled.
"No ......" Uncle Mo Ze shook his head desperately, then tilted his head and looked at the osmanthus tree above his head, and after a while, he looked down at Feng Yan, "Do you know who organizes the annual Qixi banquet?" ”
"Queen." Sealed Road.
"So why?" Uncle Mo Ze asked.
"For the younger generations of the royal family and ministers, who have passed the crown ceremony, but are unmarried......" Saying this, Feng Yu suddenly paused.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Feng Yan didn't speak, Uncle Mo Zejun raised his eyebrows slightly, squinted and asked.
"You mean, Uncle Yiheng wants to act again at the Qixi banquet?!" At this point, she can be considered to understand what Uncle Mo Ze means!
"Tsk, it's not too stupid!" Uncle Mo Ze sighed sincerely, "Uncle Yiheng was rejected by his father, and he was going to ask his queen mother for help." ”
"You mean...... Uncle Yiheng's gift-giving is the queen's intention? Feng Yanliu frowned.
"Don't frown." Uncle Mo Ze leaned up on the fan and nodded Feng Yan's brows, "I'm already old, and I'm still wrinkled." ”
"Phew!" As soon as a man's words fell, Feng Yu immediately replied: "Ben Jiang is only twenty-two this year, where is he old?!" ”
"Hey, the twenty-two girls in other families have several babies." Uncle Mo Ze said with a smile.
"A few babies are a few babies." Feng Yan was unmoved, "You said that it was a woman from another family, and it would have been different from them!" ”
She's a general!
She is General Fenglin who guards the stability of Xuantian and the safety of her family and country!
Now the two states are in turmoil, and the war between the four countries has been raging for many years.....
Where does she have time, where she has kung fu, where is qualified to talk about others!
Not to mention......
Once again, there is one more revenge event in her life!
If Uncle Yiheng doesn't die, her heart will always be hanging!
In this way, how can she be the same as an ordinary woman!
"Yes, yes, yes......" The current situation, Uncle Mo Ze is also clear. He still understands some of Feng Yan's thoughts. But..... Uncle Mo Ze raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yan, "You can't go on like this forever." ”
"If this king is not mistaken, Mrs. Feng intended to help you find Ichirojun at the Qixi banquet last year, right?"
"Ahem....." After Uncle Mo Ze said this, Feng Yan suddenly remembered the thirty-five years of Mingde in his mind.
At last year's Qixi banquet, my mother was so angry that she almost didn't make a fool for her because of her reluctance to marry!
Forehead......
It's creepy to think about!
"Xiang'er thinks that this year's Qixi banquet ......" Seeing Feng Xiang's fearful face, Uncle Mo Ze smiled at the bottom of his eyes and asked lightly: "Will Mrs. Feng still ......?"
"Go aside!" Without waiting for Uncle Mo Ze to finish speaking, Feng Xiang grabbed the fan in Uncle Mo Ze's hand and smashed it at him, "Can you still talk about business!" ”
Damn man!
It's really a pot that can't be opened, which pot is mentioned!
"Okay......" Uncle Mo Ze raised his hand to catch the fan, slowly unfolded it, leaned against the edge of the table, and continued to sway without a match, "Anyway, this Qixi banquet is coming soon, and Yu'er is now running away from ......"
"Tai, uncle, Mo, Ze!" Listening to the man on the other side still continuing the topic just now, Feng Yan was really angry and grinding his back molars!
"Ahem, cough, yes......" Seeing that the woman in front of him was eager to eat him, Uncle Mo Ze hurriedly put on a straight posture and said seriously: "Uncle Yiheng came to give gifts, which is what the queen meant." ”
"How do you know?" Feng Xiang asked coldly.
"The people who the king sent to the queen's side said it." Uncle Mo Ze spoke leisurely.