Wan Wan pinched the bag of dried meat into a sturdy ball. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then unfolded the ball little by little.

The paper bag can be reopened, but the dried meat inside has become a whole ball. Wan Wan tore off a piece from it and put it in her mouth, chewing while looking at Feng Qingcheng in front of her.

are all surnamed Feng, they are all drama spirits, Feng Qingcheng can infer from the fragrance of sycamore flowers that she has an extra emblem on her. Shouldn't these two goods be a family?

Which of the two drama spirits do you want to believe?

After eating a piece of dried meat, Wan Wan thought to herself: Just take a look, and there will be no loss of meat at a glance.

She set aside the basket on her knees, turned back and untied her clothes, and pulled her shirt off.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't hold back, and a smile appeared on his lips. Before he could take back the smile, Wan Wan turned back suddenly, and suddenly as if she had grasped some evidence, she reached over with lightning speed and pinched the corners of his slightly raised lips, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Feng Qingcheng took her hand and slowly moved it from his lips, "I always have to see it with my own eyes to be sure." Wanwan, don't you think I'm deliberately deceiving you......"

His gaze moved down from her face, and he coughed lightly and moved back, saying, "If you believe in me more than Feng Han, it means that I am not the most untrustworthy in your heart." I'm a little bit happy. ”

He leaned over slightly and said with a smile: "What can I do to you if I am injured like this?" I'm not hurt, and I'm no match for you. ”

Wan Wan nodded, "That makes sense." ”

She turned back and showed Feng Qingcheng the string of sycamore flowers on her back.

Feng Qingcheng brushed aside the blades of grass, and the light and the slightly damp aroma of spring grass poured in together. When he saw the pattern on Wan Wan's back, his expression became strange. He simply lifted a few blades of grass to make the light in the hollow of the tree more abundant.

Feng Qingcheng stretched out his hand and retracted it when he was about to touch Wan Wan's skin, and said, "Wan Wan, go to this side." ”

Wan Wan turned around cooperatively, and turned the position of the sycamore flower towards the light source. She turned her head to look at his expression, and couldn't help asking, "But it's different from what you thought in advance?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "It's not different.

The Feng family on Qiwu Island has a rule, and when a woman enters the house, she must tattoo such a string of sycamore flowers on the bride's body, and take the phoenix not the sycamore does not inhabit. The color used is very special, and it is fragrant when it comes to water, and it can not be peeled off. ”

If so, it is not a sign. But her marriage contract with Feng Han is just to help Feng Han hide her identity, and there is really no need to get this. Could someone have come out of their way to confirm that it can't be done? Even if someone will confirm it, then Feng Han can directly explain it to her, why hide and deceive her?

Wan Wan thought for a while and asked, "You just said, 'It's not different', then there is still something abnormal." ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "There are a few more words on the calyx. ”

Wan Wan frowned slightly, took out a small silver mirror about three fingers wide from her waist bag, stretched it behind her back and adjusted the angle, wanting to take a closer look at the sycamore flower.

Feng Qingcheng took the small silver mirror from her hand. It is easier for him to hold the mirror than for Wan Wan to hold it herself.

Although the weather outside had become overcast, the light was clearer than it could be seen in the inn when it was about to dawn. Wan Wan saw that there were some vague lines on the calyxes of several of them, but when she looked horizontally and vertically, they looked like a simple pattern.

This pattern is not abrupt on the string of sycamore flowers, but has a wonderful sense of finishing touch.

Wan Wan stared at the lines for a long time, and Feng Qingcheng put down the mirror and stretched out his hand to her, "Paper and pen." ”

Wan Wan took out the pen and paper, opened the lid of the bamboo pen and handed it to him.

Feng Qingcheng didn't see any clumsiness and sluggishness in writing with his left hand, and he quickly copied the three lines on the paper. Then he picked up the mirror again and said to Wan Wan: "Is there a mistake in the comparison?" ”

The lines on Wan Wan's back are adjusted according to the direction and shape of the calyx, and the angle is adjusted at this moment, and Wan Wan feels that these three lines are very similar to a kind of seal.

The first word seems to be a phoenix character. The middle looks like a winning tripod, but it's not quite like it. The last one is even more like this word and like that, and no matter what, I can't determine the next suspicious direction.

The first word is a phoenix, and it makes sense, but what the hell are these two in the back?

She took the piece of paper and looked at it fiercely for a while, then turned around and pointed to the second word, and asked Feng Qingcheng: "Ask Lord Fenghou, what do you pronounce this word?" ”

Feng Qingcheng looked into her eyes and said, "Qing, I Mu Qingqing's Qing." ”

He didn't deliberately make his tone confusing, and there was no seduction in his expression. He just looked at her quietly, and said this unhurriedly but very seriously.

I'm Mu Qingqing.

Wan Wan's heart stopped beating for a beat, and then slammed into her cavity like a carnival.

She looked at him for a long time before lowering her head, pretending to clear her throat naturally, "You can't change the word?" Qing Xiang, Qing Lao, Ke Qing, Zong Qing...... Say nothing but no. You're not kind to that. ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "I love you, can't I even say it?" ”

Wan Wan tugged at the twitching corners of her lips and said, "Yes, this is your freedom." I don't mind, you can say whatever you want, say as much as you want. ”

She adjusted her breathing and continued to look at the paper. The first word is the word Feng, the second word is the word Qing, Wan Wan looked at the third word at the moment, and no matter how she looked at it, she felt that it was like a city word.

She looked at Feng Qingcheng and said, "Could this be your name and surname?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "There is no doubt about it. ”

Wan Wan was very confused, "Feng Han, why did I tattoo your name on me?" - You got it! ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled bitterly: "I did it in my heart? ”

He paused for a moment, then added, "It would be right to say that I got him. It's because of me that she's coming to calculate you.

The Feng family of Qiwu Island hid in Qiwu Island hundreds of years ago because of the crime of avoiding the plant. It was not until the fall of the previous dynasty that the current dynasty stabilized the country, and the later generations dared to go out of the island to set foot in the rivers and lakes.

Because of the legacy of the ancestors, the descendants of the Feng family on Qiwu Island are not allowed to conduct scientific examinations, join the army, or be recommended.

When his great-grandfather was traveling in the rivers and lakes, he was encouraged by Cheng Wenzhong's conscription notice and joined the army. With his military exploits, he was promoted all the way until he became a marquis.

The great-grandfather did not stop him, but only opened the ancestral hall to expel the great-grandfather from the house, and never allowed him to mention his relationship with Qiwu Island.

The great-grandfather did this not because he didn't like the great-grandfather's actions, nor because of that legacy, but because he was afraid that he would accompany the king like a tiger and repeat the mistakes of his ancestors. If the great-grandfather was unfortunately convicted of a crime, he could always prevent that crime from becoming a disaster for the family.

Because of this, outsiders do not know that the Feng family of Qiwu Island and the Feng family of Bianliang are originally one. ”