Xiao Peixi was talking to Feng Qingcheng about all kinds of interesting things when she was a child. She sat with Ya Niang and Song Niang, and she was even more harmonious, with all kinds of topics that could be said. Occasionally, she would also subtly introduce Feng Qingxun into their chat.

She has many interesting memories with Feng Qingcheng. She has a common growth circle with Ya Niang and Song Niang. She has poetry and books in her belly, quick thinking, and is funny and elegant in her conversation, and she can win Feng Qingxun's admiring eyes in just a few words.

They just look like a family.

Wan Wan felt as if an invisible house had been built out of thin air. Several of them, including Xianghe County Lord, who had been smiling beside her, were all in the house, while she was outside the house.

When Wan Wan's temper came up, she had to get up and go over to swear sovereignty. But when she saw Feng Qingcheng's flying smile and look, she paused. Silently turned his head, picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it slowly.

The wine was very strong, hot and spicy. Wan Wan found a trace of happiness in the burning flames. She drank it one after another, and the palace maids standing behind her also refilled the wine for her one after another. Until the wine jug in the arms of the little palace maid was completely empty.

Wan Wan turned around and took the wine jug from the little palace maid's arms, poured it herself to confirm that it was really empty, and then hesitated - can you ask for a refill of the jug on this occasion?

Wan Wan was about to ask the little palace maid, but the little palace maid who was standing behind her came over, bowed her head and presented the wine jug in her arms to Wan Wan. Wan Wan went to see the night return to the court, and saw that he was looking over and stretched out a hand to make a gesture of concession. She took the flask and raised it to him, "Thank you." ”

The pot of wine in the night is a sweet and refreshing taste, which is not the same as what she drank before. Wan Wan looked at the dishes on her table, and then looked at the people around her. The dishes are all the same, and there's no reason why the drinks are randomly assigned. If you want to divide it, at most, the female dependents are different from others.

This pot of wine seems to be specially prepared for the little ladies. Sweet and refreshing, the degree is extremely low. It's not so much wine as juice.

Wan Wan looked at the "juice" in her hand and pondered for a moment, and then looked at Ye Yuanchao, and saw a femininity in his gloom.

She has never had the consciousness to hide her inner thoughts, and she is no exception at this moment. Ye Yuanchao read the content of her eyes, and laughed out loud when anger rose.

"It's the sake of Ming-sama that is different from others. This is the grace of the official family, but the wine of the palace banquet is a strong wine. It's just that the official family also limited the amount to Master Ming, only one pot. ”

He was clearly patiently explaining, and he also had a clear smile on his face. But there is a chill all around him, which makes people feel that they have offended a poisonous snake.

In the end, it was someone who gave up the drink, and Wan Wan was a little embarrassed. After being embarrassed for a few moments, she arched her hand towards the night, and then picked up the wine cup to salute her. Then she leaned over slightly and asked in a low voice, "Lord Night, is this going to bite?" ”

Ye Yuanchao smiled again, "Lord Ming should be glad that he is a woman, otherwise your neck has been bitten off by me at this moment." ”

Wan Wan blinked, thought for a moment and said, "Lord Night, is this teasing me?" ”

Ye Yuanchao choked again, and then recalled what Fang Cai said. It's really inappropriate to say that you bite your neck or something. His face suddenly felt a little burned, but he could still calmly pick up a piece of chilled Sydney pear and fill it in his mouth.

In the cool pear fragrance, he spoke: "Lord Ming should be self-aware. ”

Wan Wan sat up straight and said very seriously: "Each other." Remember, Lord Night, I have a family. ”

Ye Yuanchao only felt a wave of qi rushing to his head from his heart, and he resisted the urge to throw the plate of pear meat in his hand on Wan Wan's face. suppressed the anger, but opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Say what? What can be said?

He said, "Since Master Ming remembers that he has a family, he should always check his behavior." ”？ Wouldn't that make him look like a weak woman who has been molested?

Say "that's not how the word family is used"? He lost a lot of momentum, as if he was running out of skills.

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In the changing and wonderful look of the night away, Wan Wan smiled very happily. With such a person to fight with her, the difficult time has become much faster.

It wasn't until the palace banquet was over that Wan Wan smiled and patted Ye Yuan on the shoulder, "Thank you." ”

Yeyuan instinctively ducked to the side, dodging her slap palm. Wan Wan refused to let go, her palms continued like a shadow, and he shot her wherever he hid.

The figure of the night distant dynasty is like a ghost, unpredictable and swift as the wind. Wan Wan's movements are bland, but they can tightly block his movements. After the two stalemate for more than a dozen moves, Wan Wan's hand still slapped him on the shoulder.

Ye Yuanchao suddenly froze his body and expression. Wan Wan was very proud, raised her hand and slapped it a few times, repeating "Thank you." Then he turned and walked away.

It was not only the night distant dynasty that froze, but also the many courtiers who witnessed this scene. As everyone knows, the Governor of the Earth Gate hated the most was the touch of others. Mr. Ming just touched it, not only touched it, but also touched it several times. When he patted the Governor's envoy, his expression and movement were like patting his little brother.

Time passes little by little in the stagnant air. Ye Yuanchao finally moved, he raised his hand expressionlessly, and slapped Wan Wan on the shoulder twice.

At this moment, Wan Wan's carriage had steadily left in front of the palace gate.

She sat in the carriage and looked at Feng Qingcheng without saying a word. Such an abnormality made Feng Qingcheng feel a little surprised, he looked at her, and felt more and more that she was abnormal.

At this moment, her eyes were no longer hiding the brilliant stars in the sky, but became a little dim. The pair of black pupils seemed to be deep concave with no bottom visible, deep and indistinct. faintly coincided with the Heavenly Gate Master Catcher in his memory.

Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt that the air was a little uncomfortable, and it was a little stuffy. He reached out and pulled up the curtain on the side of the carriage. The crisp autumn breeze came in gusts, but it didn't alleviate the feeling of stuffiness in the slightest.

Wan Wan looked at Feng Qingcheng quietly for a long time, and said slowly: "I asked Hengzhi if he had a sweetheart before, but Hengzhi said no. I want to ask again, now Hengzhi can have a sweetheart. ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't answer, just looked at her quietly. After looking at it for a while, he took his eyes off Wan Wan's body, looked at the night scene outside the car and said, "No." ”

Wan Wan curled the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "If there is one day, Hengzhi will tell me." I have my own way of becoming a consummate and eternal. ”

Feng Qingcheng's hand that held the white jade handle gradually tightened. The green tendons on the back of the hand gradually became clear under that strength.

Merging and dissociating. She said the separation.

At this time, she became different from before, and I am afraid that she really began to remember the past. That's why I said such things to him.

The scenery outside the car kept receding. The sky is blue and white clouds are far away, but there is no trace of warmth in the wind blowing in from the sunny day.

Feng Qingcheng was silent for a long time, and said slowly, "Okay." ”

Wan Wan lowered her eyes. Sure enough, no matter what she said, he would say yes. Before, she thought he liked her, but it was a delusion. He treated her with all kinds of obedience, and it was not out of affection.

The noise in the streets faded away. All I could hear was the sound of wheels and horses' hooves on bluestone slabs.

Feng Qingcheng turned his head and looked at Wan Wan silently. He looked at her dark eyes, and wanted to reach out and touch them. He was still used to looking at her who seemed to have stars twinkling in her eyes, and he preferred to look at her like that.

His hand slowly lifted, but stopped just as he left his knee. Then it was quietly put down.