Xiao Peixi came back to her senses and said with a smile: "The taste is still good." ”

Feng Qingxun put a paper bag on the table and said, "If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh." ”

Xiao Peixi was stunned, but there was still that smile on her face, she got up and took a dry piece of clothing for him, and said, "Brother Yizhi's clothes are wet, change them." ”

After saying that, she turned around and avoided the house, walked to the door and heard Feng Qingxun say: "The eldest aunt likes the sunrise flower, but the eldest brother doesn't like to eat the seeds of the sunrise flower." He often has a plate of melon seeds on his table, but it's because his sister-in-law likes to eat them. ”

Xiao Peixi was stunned again.

Ming Wanwan is not in the mansion, but Feng Qingcheng's table is still full of things she likes to eat.

She had seen Feng Qingcheng holding a handful of melon seeds many times and sipping alone. She thought he liked to eat. I want to eat what he likes and do what he likes.

It was as if I could get closer to the man.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that the person was doing the same thing as her.

Such a big irony, such a big joke.

Xiao Peixi stood by the door in a daze, wanting to laugh and cry at the same time. When she regained her mind, she found that Feng Qingxun was no longer in the house.

There was only a paper bag on the table that he had just brought, and when he opened it, there was a box of gyokuro balls.

There are also desserts like Gyokuro dumplings in the north, but they are far less delicious than those in Bianliang. Since she came to Bianjing, this jade dew dumpling has been one of her favorite desserts.

The rain fell into the night, and the next day there was no clear day.

The weather is not clear, but Wanwan's mood is very bright. Zhao Zijing finally returned to Beijing, and his return to Beijing meant that Fengqing City could have more free time.

Feng Han and Jin Ying shovel returned to Dingbei Hou Mansion together, and when they came to the gate of the mansion, it happened that Feng Qingcheng was about to go out to go on duty. Seeing Feng Hanxian getting out of the car flutteringly, Feng Qingcheng gave a long salute.

The veil on the cone hat is very thin, separated by two layers, and Feng Han can also see Feng Qingcheng's expression clearly. She flicked the sleeves of her robe, and said in a confident voice: "What are you looking at?" The big husband can bend and stretch. ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't mean to hide his smile at all, he coughed lightly, and said, "I just happened to have something to tell Sister A." ”

Feng Han didn't know what he was going to say, but what he wanted to say must be important, otherwise he wouldn't delay the time on duty, and specially called Wan Wan to the study.

Qiwu Island has some power in the sea. The important thing in Fengqing City was to ask her if she knew about an island that was equipped with the art of Qimen.

Feng Qingcheng made it clear that what he wanted was looking for a safe place to escape from the four gates.

Feng Han originally had the intention of taking Qiao, but when he heard that it was about the four gates, he accepted the heart of playing. The sooner the matter is resolved, the sooner the situation will be stabilized. When the situation is stable, Feng Qingcheng and Wan Wan can get out and talk about the succession.

Such an island, Feng Han had seen it when he traveled with Yuan Xiao five years ago, but he wasn't sure if it was the location of the Four Gates.

For the search for the four gates, Wan Wan is very enthusiastic. Whether it was out of consideration for the situation or in her obsession with the spell, she was desperate to find the nest of the Four Gates. It's just that before it is confirmed, whether it is investigated by Simen or directly sent by the imperial court to investigate, it will inevitably startle the snake.

It is obviously much more appropriate for the people of the rivers and lakes to explore it.

Feng Han should undertake this matter, and he didn't stay in the Hou Mansion for long, and left Bianliang after seeing Mrs. Tai.

After sending Feng Han away, Feng Qingcheng turned his head to look at Wan Wan, "What did Wan Wan do?" ”

There was no beginning or end to this, and Wan Wan understood what he was talking about. It's nothing more than Feng Han's outfit.

Tut-tut, I didn't think to change back into men's clothes before leaving.

Wan Wan thought for a while and said, "I didn't do anything either. It's probably nature. ”

Beautiful dresses, delicate jewelry, which woman does not like.

Feng Qingcheng stagnated, and did not continue to think about Feng Han's nature. He stroked Wan Wan's hair and said, "I'll go see my cousin first." ”

Wan Wan nodded, and returned to Qi Ao Zhai to instruct the spatula to steam the dates and glutinous rice from the north into cakes, and save them for Feng Qingcheng to eat when he returned. Then she started the project of optimizing the Mini Program.

At this moment, Wan Wan didn't realize that the rest that Feng Qingcheng said was really telling her to rest.

Zhao Zijing's goods did not follow the usual path, and he had already made plans to ask her to be a hostage.

By the time she realized the problem, it was too late to get some rest.

Zhao Zijing even prepared the yamen and manpower for her, just waiting for her to go to duty. The Yamen is still the former Tianmen, and the fire burned the things in the nameless building, but did not destroy the frame of the building. It has been renovated and the layout has been changed, which has both the shadow of the past and the great difference from the past.

Wan Wan's official position is still the envoy of the four gates, and the salary, Lusu, etc. are all distributed according to the left and right prime ministers.

Between the very dignified refusal and the secret rubbing of the double salary, Wan Wan chose to secretly rub. Zhao Zixuan used Zhao Zijing's soldiers and horses, and her attitude was very unclear, so why did she put on that upright attitude.

From time to time, there were official documents from the four gates from the northland, but from such a distance, she couldn't make up her mind about any affairs. Those news only allowed her to grasp the dynamics of the four gates. But Wan Wan's daily work is not just sitting idly reading official documents.

She also had to draw out the drawings of the weapons, even if it was carried according to the data, this project was not small for Wan Wan. The manpower Zhao Zijing is neatly matched, but the information of Cheng Wu's goods is both English and simplified, and it is not a person in this time and space who can carry and copy it.

Luckily, all she needed to do was the drawings. Everything was in order in the Hou Mansion, and there was nothing worth worrying about.

I don't know if it's the immediate effect of killing chickens, or the credit of Feng Yaniang's article, Xiao Peixi didn't go to Feng Qingcheng anymore to brush her existence, and even Wan Wan rarely touched her.

As the days passed, Wan Wan finally delivered the drawings and arranged a two-day rest for herself.

For the past two days, she wanted to do nothing and have a good rest. But it backfired, on the first day of Mu Xiu, Lin Yan returned to Beijing and wanted to report the accounts with Wan Wan.

Counting money, especially your own, is undoubtedly tempting. Wan Wan not only listened to the accounts, but also followed Lin Yan with great interest to see the newly renovated shop in Kyoto.

I haven't seen him for many years, Lin Yan has become more and more mellow, and he has a charm that he didn't have before. The only thing that hasn't changed is his bamboo-like figure.

When such a person appears on the street, it is inevitable to attract the attention of a group of little ladies.

On the opposite side of the shop, a little lady was looking over. It's just that her eyes are different from other little ladies, they are not shy and appreciative, and the places where her eyes frequently fall are not on Lin Yan.

She looked at Wan Wan who was walking with Lin Yan, and only occasionally looked at Lin Yan. Her fingers were twisted in the silk handkerchief, her teeth were slightly bitten, and the indistinct emotion in her eyes was very uncomfortable.

This little lady is not an outsider, it is the little green tea Chu Xiniang who has just recovered from her injuries.