Wan Wan quickly got this idea out of her mind and returned to the topic.

She poked Feng Qingcheng's arm and asked, "Are you so afraid of guilt?" Your wife, I want, eat, meat! ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "I didn't say that I wouldn't let you eat meat. ”

What kind of smile was that, which made Wanwan's heart crisp into a piece of spring water.

She closed her eyes and said, "If you have the ability, wait for me to finish eating meat, and then you will make a beautiful man plan for me." ”

Feng Qingcheng chuckled, approached her and said, "It's okay to eat less, but after eating, you need to use something to clear the fire." ”

Hearing that he didn't plan to stop her from eating meat, Wan Wan immediately opened her eyes and promised, "Okay." ”

Feng Qingcheng said again: "It is inevitable to accumulate food if you sit after eating, so it's good to go to the front yard for a walk." ”

Wan Wan replied unprincipledly: "Okay." ”

It wasn't until she arrived in the front yard that she reacted in hindsight. Why did she want to negotiate terms with him, since he was afraid of guilt, he should let her eat unconditionally. Wan Wan couldn't help but sigh. It's too despicable for a beautiful man or something. Confused her, she has no ability to think at all.

Wan Wan walked all the way, and Feng Qingcheng took her hand through the night wind and snow, and walked through the roads covered with thin snow. Finally, he dragged her into the study in the front yard.

Feng Qingcheng called Fuxian to retreat, and took off his cloak and put it aside. Turning his head, he saw that Wan Wan was still looking at him in a trance, so he smiled and untied her cloak.

Wan Wan came back to her senses and asked, "What are we doing in the study?" ”

Feng Qingcheng put her cloak on, looked at her funny and said, "Did Wan Wan forget something serious?" ”

Wan Wan thought about it, and then remembered the matter of the Four Door Orders.

Feng Qingcheng had already dragged her to the depths of the study at this time, and stretched out his hand to move a few places on the sandalwood shelf. The wall next to the shelf slid silently, revealing a narrow hole that looked like the entrance to the Dark Pavilion.

Feng Qingcheng tightened Wan Wan's hand and walked in sideways.

This kind of dark pavilion is not uncommon, and it is even more unusual to appear in someone like Dingbei Houfu. But there is one thing that is very strange. As he walked out of the narrow corridor and came to a softly lit place, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Hengzhi, how old has this dark pavilion been?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "Since the first Dingbei Hou, there has been this dark pavilion. ”

Wan Wan asked again, "Among all the ancestors, there is no one who is particularly burly?" ”

Feng Qingcheng found a brocade box from this dark pavilion and handed it to her, but finally couldn't hold back, reached out and touched her head, "What is in this head?" ”

Wan Wan blinked her eyes and said with a natural expression: "Naturally, all the pretends." ”

Her words like this once again successfully changed the smile on Feng Qingcheng's lips. He looked at her and said nothing, but continued to walk to the small cabinet by the wall, and took out a golden ball the size of a watermelon.

Wan Wan looked at Feng Qingcheng who didn't seem to have to work hard to hold the golden ball, but when he handed the golden ball into her arms, she was surprised by the weight of the ball.

Wan Wan put the box he had given him earlier on the table, and used her internal force to hold the huge golden ball with both hands. She liked it for a while, and then asked Feng Qingcheng, "What does this ball have to do with the news of the Four Gate Order?" ”

Feng Qingcheng pushed the box that she put down and said, "The things in this are related to the Four Gate Order." ”

Wan Wan looked at the golden ball in her hand suspiciously, "What about this?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said with a smile: "Wan Wan doesn't like gold the most, this is naturally used to please Wan Wan." ”

The light reflected by the golden ball in Wan Wan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she curled the corners of her lips and said to Feng Qingcheng, "Who said that?" My favorite is Tsunayuki. ”

Feng Qingcheng's eyes darkened, and a scorching temperature ignited. After looking at her for a moment, he knocked on the brocade box on the table with his fingers and briefly reminded, "Your business." ”

Wan Wan carefully put down the golden ball in her arms. Before reaching for the box, she was used to saying naturally, "What can I do?" The only thing I can do is permanence. ”

Before the words fell, Wan Wan's waist was grabbed by him. The hand that had just touched the brocade box left the box far away.

Wan Wan was still in a state of confusion, and his kiss fell densely.

Before her sanity was completely reduced to **, she was thinking: She has always been provocative, why did she accidentally touch her kidney.

At this moment, in the Qingshuang Courtyard, the girls and mothers-in-law cleaned the courtyard again. Without the layer of snow decoration, the somber winter scene makes people feel more and more cold. The room of the county lord of Xianghe was very warm, and the temperature was even a little hot.

There was no one else in the room except Huan Yan. Huan Yan held a bowl of soup and served the county lord of Xianghe. Most of the bowl of soup was under the stomach, and the eyebrows of the county lord of Xianghe were slightly loosened.

Huan Yan saw that her mood seemed to be better, so she said, "County Lord, is that thing going to stop?" ”

The county lord of Xianghe glanced at her and said, "Are you scared?" ”

Huan Yan immediately said: "The life of the slave and maid belongs to the county lord, how can you be afraid of doing things for the county lord." The slave maid is just afraid that if the matter is revealed, it will be detrimental to the county lord. Madame is not an ordinary little lady after all. In the past, she liked to drink heavily, and the officials not only did not reprimand her, but often gave wine. Today, I don't know why I gave a calligraphy and painting. Between the county lord and his wife, the official family will definitely favor the lady. ”

The county lord of Xianghe said: "The thing is done secretly, and no one will know." No matter how powerful Mrs. is, she is still a woman, so if she doesn't hide the incident, she still has to make trouble and can't find out. ”

She paused, and then said, "Just wait for a while." I'm afraid that the promotion of Hou Ye is going to be decided. That will wait until his promotion banquet comes in. ”

Huan Yan was stunned, and looked at the county lord of Xianghe in confusion.

The county lord of Xianghe hooked his lips and said slowly: "Give a person a blow when he is most proud, and the weight and effect are naturally beyond the reach of ordinary times." ”

Huan Yan lowered his head and said, "The county lord's intelligence is also beyond the reach of ordinary people. ”

The county lord of Xianghe was stunned for a while, and his heart suddenly felt sad again, "What's the use of being smart, what I want is that I have never gotten it." Immediately, hatred swelled in her heart and eyes, and her voice became a little sharp, "Smart, smart...... Is someone praising that rough country woman for her intelligence? said that she was unparalleled in intelligence to give birth to such a smart son. You can do that in a short period of time. ”

Huan Yan slowed down his voice and persuaded: "How could anyone remember that village woman, and now the outside is all teaching in the county lord. ”

For such a consolation, the county lord of Xianghe just sneered, she let out a long breath, and said, "Do you believe such words? ”