Dressed in a white long skirt, a snow-white white sable fur was draped over her shoulders, and her long black hair was draped around her waist, and only half of her long hair was pulled up and simply fixed with a hosta. The sun shines on the body as if a layer of gold, and the whole person looks radiant. The little face is slightly red from the sun, like a peach, so it is not attractive. The clear eyes are as clean as spring water, the corners of the mouth are slightly upward, and the smile is like a spring breeze. She only said yesterday that she was going to change into Qin Fengwu, who was dressed in red. The red clothes seem to be flamboyant, and the white clothes add a bit of quiet temperament, and the whole person cannot be blasphemed.

"Dance, are you ready? It's time to go! ”

Just after standing in the courtyard for a while, Feng Qinglan came in to urge. Today is the day to go to Fahua Temple for incense. In this early winter, it was really a chore for her to get up so early, and Su Lan urged her five times in the morning to get up, and she almost didn't get Su Lan over.

"It's coming!" Qin Fengwu replied as she walked out, "Mother, let's go!" ”

I thought it was a simple incense, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome. As soon as he stepped out of the house, he didn't see his carriage outside. There are two magnificent carriages parked in the street.

On the carriage in front of her jumped a girl in a dark blue dress wrapped in brown mink fur, and when she looked up, she realized that it was Jimo Nuoyu.

"Seventh sister-in-law, you are in good health, I will accompany you to the incense today." Ji Mo Nuoyu said happily.

Qin Fengwu hadn't seen her for a few days, and she was happy to arrive, so she nodded hurriedly and wanted to answer, but heard a magnetic voice sound, "This king will go too." ”

This voice is very familiar, who else can there be except Jimo Zhantian. Qin Fengwu pursed her lips and looked up, she didn't know if she didn't see it, she really wanted to faint when she saw it.

He was dressed in a white robe, also wrapped in a white mink fur, and his hair was half raised high and tied in a simple bun. Coupled with his peerless appearance, this outfit looks like a person outside the world. Standing on top of the carriage with his hands in his hands, the sun hit his face right on, and he was a little dazed.

The corners of Qin Fengwu's mouth twitched. This belly black goods, under the guise of protecting me, dares to spy on what I wear every day.

Before she could speak. Jimo Nuoyu on the side shouted: "Today's seventh brother and seventh sister-in-law really have such a tacit understanding, and they are wearing the same color clothes." You're a natural pair. ”

Obviously, Jimo Zhantian was very satisfied with Jimo Nuoyu's performance, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously outlined.

Qin Fengwu looked at the simple and harmless Jimo Nuoyu was speechless to the extreme, turned his head to Feng Qinglan and said weakly: "Mother, the hour is not early, let's set off early!" ”

Feng Qinglan was also a little baffled, and nodded in response: "Okay!" ”

But after looking for a long time, I didn't see my own carriage, and I counted the two carriages in front of me. Qin Fengwu's hand under the sleeve of his shirt clenched unconsciously, and he glared at Jimo Zhantian fiercely. Don't think about it, it must be this guy's doing.

Sure enough, I saw him say slowly: "Mrs. Qin, let's take the carriage of the eighth princess and this king today!" After speaking, he couldn't help but fly off the carriage, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Qin Fengwu's thin waist, took it into his arms, and quickly swept into the carriage.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment. Jimo Nuoyu smiled and said to Feng Qinglan, who was a little angry: "Mrs. Qin, don't be angry, come up and sit on me." While eagerly helping people into the carriage like a little maid, he muttered in his heart that his seventh brother would find trouble for himself. I still have to please people.

You must know that Feng Qinglan is young and a resolute female general, so you really have to be tempered to make it matter if you are a prince or not!

Inside the carriage, Qin Fengwu stared, and Jimo Zhantian looked at it gently and dotingly. The atmosphere is not up or down.

Qin Fengwu raised his head, snorted, and didn't look at him. Jimo Zhantian didn't care, but smiled even more, and said with a little doting: "You two are on the road, this king is not at ease." ”

"Excuses!"

"Hmmm! It's an excuse that the king wants to stay with you. Always. ”

Such flamboyant words caused Qin Feng to have goosebumps all over his body, and he shivered all over his body. Looking him up and down with strange eyes, I have to say that Jimo Zhan is innocent and has a good skin, and the gentleness exuded by his deep eyes is enough to make people fall deep and unable to extricate themselves. Remembering that he looked cold at the beginning, he was just like two people now, and I didn't know that I thought he had a twin brother.

"Ahem!" Qin Fengwu pretended to cough lightly, and squinted at him: "How can a dignified and decisive and arrogant god of war prince now become a ruffian who molests women from good families." "And this ruffian is still a complete demon.

Jimo Zhantian chuckled, leaned close to Qin Fengwu, and said: "If this king is not dead and rotten, how can this king marry the princess, in order to ask for your forgiveness, this king is willing to let go of all the self-esteem and pride that belong to the prince, just to stay by your side." ”

The warm breath tickled past the ears, making people feel numb. It was not a love word, and the love words kept echoing in my ears. Qin Fengwu's heart was restless, his heart was beating wildly, and his breathing became short. Lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to look directly into his burning gaze, for fear that he would melt into it.

Min pursed his lips, swallowed nervously, put his hands on his broad chest, and pushed it away slightly. silently thought in my heart, this guy is really a demon, no, Miss Ben can't stand the temptation of a beautiful man the most.

For Qin Fengwu's performance, Jimo Zhantian is very satisfied, it seems that his beautiful male plan is very effective, I believe that it will not be long before he can completely enter her heart.

"Don't come here! Keep your distance, or you will lose points. Qin Fengwu said threateningly.

Jimo fought on the sky. Okay, bear with it, it angers this little girl, and it won't be easy to do it then. Shifted slightly, and sat to the side. Leave enough space for Qin Fengwu. Pointing to the blanket spread in the carriage, he said, "It's a long way to Fahua Temple, so lie down and rest." ”

After finishing speaking, he also lay down on the side of the carriage, supporting his head with one hand, and staring at Qin Fengwu in a reclining position. Only then did Qin Fengwu realize that the inside of the carriage was so soft that it was originally covered with a blanket made of white tiger skin, which was extremely soft and soft. Sneaking a glance at him, this guy is quite careful. I wonder where this guy learned this. She didn't know that there was a military advisor behind her, a crappy military advisor, and it was enough if it wasn't enough.

Some enjoyment is a good thing, and there are good things Qin Fengwu has always refused to come, so he lay down unceremoniously and fell asleep after a while. It didn't take long for Jimo Zhantian to hear the sound of even and long breathing. Getting up, he took the thin blanket that hung on the carriage and gently covered her. The long, curled eyelashes flickered. Gently covering her delicate and fair face, it feels like a warm jade, which makes people love it.

"The little girl will sleep." whispered something in her ear, which made Qin Fengwu feel a little itchy, and she turned around in the future.

She didn't wake up. It's a good sign, she's getting less and less wary of herself. Jimo Zhantian thought happily.

"Sleep well! This king is watching over you. ”

After nearly two hours of turbulence, the group finally came to the gate of Fahua Temple. The mountain gate surrounded by clouds and mist makes the whole temple feel like it is immersed in a fairyland.

Jimo Zhantian gently woke up Qin Fengwu. Qin Fengwu slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was that handsome face, which was very pleasing to the eye. Every day, a beautiful man wakes himself up, which seems to be a good feeling! Suddenly, his face changed, and he thought about it, he couldn't just compromise like this, who could guarantee that he could do it all his life only for himself, so let's wait.

Seeing that her originally happy smile suddenly became deep, Jimo Zhantian asked worriedly, "Wu'er, what's wrong?" ”

Qin Fengwu shook his head: "It's okay, let's go." ”

Answering like this, Jimo Zhantian didn't ask too many in-depth questions, got up slowly, opened the curtain of the car, and walked out first. When he went out, he caused an uproar among the people outside.

Although today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, the Fahua Temple is full of pilgrims all year round, and many women and girls have gathered in the morning, and even some dignitaries and nobles.

"It's the Lord of War!"

"yes!"

"It's really him, I'm really ......"

Jimo Zhan Tianjun's eyebrows twisted slightly, and the cold air gradually overflowed, and the originally gentle eyes were suddenly extremely cold, like ice knives sweeping everyone, and the people who were low at the moment gasped and didn't dare to speak.

Qin Fengwu, who was still in the carriage, naturally heard the commotion outside, and was dissatisfied in his heart, he was really a demon who harmed all beings, seducing women from good families everywhere. Qin Fengwu didn't realize it at the moment, she had a trace of vinegar. If Jimo Zhantian knew about it, he would not be happy to fly into the sky.

Feng Qinglan and Jimo Nuoyu got out of the carriage early and waited outside, while Jimo Zhantian stood coldly outside the carriage and waited for Qin Fengwu to get out of the carriage. But I didn't see her move for a long time.

Looking back at the motionless car curtain suspiciously, he didn't know that Qin Fengwu was sulking in the carriage at this moment.

"Lord Wang, why doesn't Wu'er get out of the car?" Feng Qinglan thought that his daughter was carrying Jimo Zhantian again, so he didn't get out of the car, and looked at Jimo Zhantian with some dissatisfaction.

"I don't know." It's not that Jimo Zhantian doesn't dare to lose his temper with Feng Qinglan, but he knows that her parents are the people she values the most, so he is willing to tolerate it.

"Wu'er, it's not early, get out of the car quickly." Feng Qinglan urged at the carriage.

"Yes, I'll come down now." Qin Fengwu shouted very loudly, and I don't know if it was intentional. That's what she did unconsciously, and the tone seemed to be swearing sovereignty.