The sun gradually receded towards the west, slanting down in the sunset.

Wan Wan walked out of the gate of heaven, got into the carriage, and first looked at Feng Qingcheng's face without a trace.

He still handed her a bag of snacks and poured a bowl of tea and syrup for her. There is still something strange in that eye.

Wan Wan opened the paper bag in her hand and saw that it contained a few pieces of sweet rose cake. And Feng Qingcheng was pouring into the bowl with a layer of hot peony tea. Her heart warmed up.

She didn't know much about the flowers and plants next to her, but she understood the benefits of this rose peony very well. - These are all things that nourish blood and regulate menstruation.

If you think about it carefully, the tea and syrup on the carriage have been hot in the past two days, and the main ingredients of the pastries also have menstrual and blood nourishing things.

Wan Wan looked at the rose cake in her hand and was moved, so she heard Feng Qingcheng ask lightly, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Is it good-looking?

This rose cake is a few square squares, what is there to look at and not look at!

Wan Wan was about to think about starting from the beauty of color and geometry, and praised this rose cake. Then the heart that was moved and squeezed away jumped back again.

I'm afraid it's not dim sum that her family is asking. I'm afraid that I have noticed how she appeared on that street.

She glanced at Feng Qingcheng, thinking very much about hitting a rake. After all, he also went to the South Wind Pavilion, and he still came out of the backyard. At this moment, Wan Wan's internal force is full and runs freely, and her limbs are also very powerful. But it's just that my heart is weak, and I'm embarrassed to ask it.

And because of the complicated sadness rolling in his eyes at noon, even if there were still some at the moment, she didn't want to fight against him.

So what to do. I can't say that there is an old man there, let alone go to socialize. Otherwise...... Said it was to handle the case?

Wan Wan cleared her throat and raised her head to prevaricate on the grounds of handling the case, but as soon as the words came out, she said: "It's just a group of vulgar fans, not as good as a strand of hair." ”

After saying that, he immediately moved his position, sat down next to Feng Qingcheng, and stretched out his arm to hug him.

Feng Qingcheng didn't expect her to say this, let alone that she would suddenly hug her, and said slightly: "What are you doing?" ”

Wan Wan didn't say anything, but tried to get closer to him at the distance where there was no gap, and the arms holding him tightened a little tighter.

Feng Qingcheng felt very warm and soft, so he reached out and hugged her, lowered his head and rested his chin on the top of her forehead.

The sound of horses' hooves, the wheels, the hustle and bustle of the streets, everything is blocked out of the walls. There was only him and her in this small space.

Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt a wave of laziness surging up, he didn't want to move or speak, and he didn't want to think about anything, so he just hugged her quietly.

The carriage stopped in front of the mansion for a long time, Feng Qingcheng and Wan Wan didn't get out of the car, and a few people didn't ask or urge, and stood silently on the side and waited.

Sailing against the unpredictable wind and waves is always tiring, and the occasional stop still has to continue to move forward.

Finally, Feng Qingcheng let go of Wan Wan, said "I'm home" and got out of the car, still waiting for her in front of the carriage, and personally helped her down.

Wan Wan looked at him, and vaguely felt that the influence of the "old man" on him seemed to have almost dissipated. Her heart relaxed, and at the same time tightened. He's in a good mood, won't he start concentrating on studying her going to the South Wind Pavilion?

After all, her family Hengzhi doesn't seem to be as good-tempered as he appears on the surface.

Half the night's work was spent in Wanwan's heart. Feng Qingcheng is very normal, as if this matter has been revealed. He didn't mention it again until he went to bed, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

In this half night, the most difficult thing in Qi Ao Zhai is not Wan Wan but Yinque. She had brewed her frank words and emotions early, but her wife's eyes kept staring at Hou Ye. At this time, don't say frankly admit your mistakes, even if you make a noise, you shouldn't make a sound.

The more you delay telling the truth, the worse it becomes. Disturbing the lady and the marquis is even more of a good girl's should not do. The silver finch is in a dilemma, and the high and low are entangled.

So the night still passed in the entanglement of the silver sparrow. And the time to get up early, because Wan Wan and Feng Qingcheng have to study in the morning, and they have to catch up with the duty. Time is always tight, and Silver Sparrow still hasn't found a chance to confess the truth about the death of the little chick with Wanwan. I had no choice but to watch Wan Wan and Feng Qingcheng leave the house again, and continued to bite their fingers and wait for the arrival of evening.

The carriage left the Dingbei Hou Mansion and arrived at Tianmen without incident. Wan Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, thinking that the incident of the South Wind Pavilion yesterday was really over. But she didn't want to get up and get out of the car, so she listened to Feng Qingcheng remind: "There are the most imperial histories on the streets of Kyoto, and it's better for the lady to not go to places like Nanfeng Pavilion in the future." ”

Wan Wan's figure stiffened, and she turned her head to look at him. His face was as usual and unusual, as if he was reminding her to dress up when it was cold and to bring an umbrella when it rained. But he called her "Madame" instead of "Wan Wan".

Wan Wan sat back again, coughed lightly and said, "Hengzhi, it's better to make the matter of the South Wind Pavilion clear." You do this, my heart is numb. - I've only been to that Nanfeng Pavilion once, and I'll ......."

Feng Qingcheng interrupted her with a slight smile and said, "I believe you." ”

Wan Wan is really numb this time. I was numbed by his graceful smile and timbre and words. She coughed lightly a few more times, pressed her slightly hot cheeks, and said, "Then, then I'll go to duty." ”

Feng Qingcheng said "um" in his extremely nice voice, and Wan Wan was numb again.

Staying together day by day, I have the habit of watching and listening, why do I feel that the deer is bumping into each other and numb today.

Wan Wan Ma got out of the car, took a step and stepped back. She stood under the car and directly lifted the curtain of the car, poked her head in and asked Feng Qingcheng: "Hengzhi, if I can't beat you, don't you believe me?" ”

Feng Qingcheng's face was still the warm and seductive smile, he moved to the side of the curtain and sat down, leaned down to bring his face close to hers, and said, "It's better to give it a try." ”

Wan Wan retracted her head, put it back into the car curtain with a "poof", and said to the coachman: "Hurry up, don't call Hou Ye late." ”

Watch the carriage drive away and turn the corner. Wan Wan turned around and took a deep breath. She patted her pounding heart, patted her reddish cheeks, and then raised her feet and walked towards the gate of the Tianmen Mansion.

At this moment, Wan Wan's whole mind is on Feng Qingcheng's body, and she doesn't know what kind of day this will be when the amount of information explodes and refreshes the three views.