Chapter 466 - Hot Goods, The Son of the World Keeps His Promise and Scatters Flowers! When it is orange, yellow, orange and green, two pieces of chocolate add more !!

Du Wei looked at Du Zhenghong's back as he led people away in a panic, and laughed wildly.

Twilight stood patiently beside her, her face slightly cold.

"Why do you always keep a straight face, isn't it funny what just happened?" On the way back to Jufu Pavilion, Du Wei asked curiously.

"What's so funny." Feng Duhan's tone seemed to be dissatisfied, "I have encountered this kind of thing in the palace too much, and I can't laugh anymore." ”

Thinking of Princess Mingzhu's obsession with him before, Du Wei couldn't help but sympathize with him and comforted: "Actually, there is nothing bad, at least this proves that my vision is correct, you are a hot item!" ”

"Something in demand? What are you to be a husband? "The wind is cold, and the phoenix's eyes are slightly cold.

Du Wei couldn't hold back a laugh, put her toes into his ear, and whispered, the heat hitting his sideburns, a little itchy.

When he came back to his senses, Du Wei had already retreated from his side, giggling and fleeing with the maid beside him.

You belong to me......

He seemed to have heard her say that, but maybe it was just his hallucination.

Tsing Yi and the others followed from a distance, and when they saw Shizi stop, they all stopped there.

In the middle of the night, Feng Duhan suddenly called: "Tsing Yi." ”

"The subordinates are here."

"Send someone back to get the clothes of this son......" After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and followed Du Wei into the Jufu Pavilion.

The prince only said half a sentence just now, and several guards behind Tsing Yi all looked at each other, not knowing why the prince suddenly gave such an order.

Tsing Yi saw that they were still stunned there, so he said unhappily: "What are you doing standing here, don't go quickly, the prince will stay here for the night at night." ”

A few of the guards suddenly realized.

Jufu Pavilion.

Du Wei took off the jewelry on her head, changed into homely clothes, and just ordered the maid to prepare hot water to prepare for bathing, when she saw the wind and twilight and cold curtain and enter the house.

"It's so late, you haven't gone back yet?" Du Wei didn't look back, and glanced at him in the mirror.

Feng Duhan didn't answer, and went straight into the back room, sat down on the edge of the bed, and stared intently at her back.

Seeing this, Linglong and the others immediately sped up the speed of cleaning up, and after a while, only the two of them were left in the kung fu room.

Du Wei was a little strange when she saw that he didn't speak, but when she came to the bed, she found that he was already leaning on the pillow and closing his eyes.

Slept?

How could it be so fast? Was it just a blink of an eye, or was it a little more drunk at night?

She remembered that she had never seen him drunk since she had known him, even during the Southern Expedition, the emperor sent the King of England to block the wine for him, and in the end he only left the table early because of a poison attack.

In fact, not only drinking, but also paying special attention to food, she has long noticed that whether it is in the palace or attending banquets in other mansions, he rarely eats outside food.

I think this is also his means of self-preservation, otherwise if he were someone else, he might have been poisoned by the queen and the prince's gang a hundred times ago.

When Du Wei saw that he was asleep, she didn't wake him up, but pulled a thin quilt on his body and went back to the clean room to bathe.

When I came out, I saw that there were two more vermilion lacquer trays on the table in the room, and they were all filled with clothes that had been replaced by the wind and twilight.

Du Wei couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, whether it was in the Zhenguo Mansion or in the Du Mansion, he came uninvited every time, and he wanted to stay here and not leave when he saw this situation.

The windows are ajar, and the early autumn night breeze blows in, stirring up the bed curtain and fluttering slowly.

Du Wei was afraid that the wind would blow directly on the bed, so she stepped forward to close the window, but before she could turn around, a pair of big hands suddenly stretched out from behind, directly tied to her waist, and she fell into a warm embrace.

"You're pretending to be asleep?" Du Wei was taken aback.

"Squinted for a while, I was woken up hungry just now." The wind and twilight were cold and quiet, and the exhaled wine hit her cheeks, drunk and slightly drunk.

Du Wei's waist was tightly bound by him, and she couldn't turn around at all, so she couldn't help but tease: "Who let you eat so little at night, bear with it." ”

"It's better to ...... How about eating you? ”

Du Wei's back froze immediately.

Feng Duhan chuckled silently, and trembled against her body, "My husband wants to eat the noodles you made." ”

Du Wei was stunned, remembering the bowl of cold noodles she made for him on a whim last time, "Do you want to eat cold noodles?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Duhan's voice was a little lazy, even if he didn't look back, Du Wei could guess his current appearance, he must have squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, and his thin lips provoked a good-looking arc.

"Okay, then you can wait a minute." Du Wei had to admit that she was powerless to cope with such a wind and twilight cold.

There are large and small kitchens in the Jufu Pavilion, Mrs. Du arranged it quite carefully, several cooks are quite good, the ingredients are all ready-made, Du Wei didn't take long to make the cold noodles, and let Linglong help carry them back to the main house.

Feng Duhan had just come out of the clean room, his hair was wet, and he had changed into a plain robe with dark patterns of Hunan bamboo.

Du Wei was even more sure in his heart that he wanted to stay here.

Sitting on the side and watching him bury his head in eating noodles, she finally couldn't help but say: "After eating noodles, you can go back, otherwise I will be a little worried about staying alone in the old Nanwang Mansion." ”

Feng Dusk didn't raise his head, and said in an astonishing voice: "Siyuan has already left Liangzhou City." ”

Du Wei was stunned, "When did it happen?" ”

"Early this morning, King Kang Le sent his henchmen to pick up Siyuan secretly, but he couldn't immediately return to Hansha City in the north."

"It seems that King Kang Le wants to hide Siyuan." Du Wei whispered, no one wants their son to become a proton, she can understand it completely.

"So......" Feng Duhan put down her chopsticks, her eyes not as sharp as before, "Wei'er has no reason to rush back for her husband, right?" ”

Du Wei was speechless.

But Feng Duhan really did as he said, he really didn't bother to toss her at night, just held her in his arms, and she slept comfortably.

When I woke up on the second day, there was no trace of the wind and twilight by the bedside.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still his changed clothes on the screen on one side, she almost thought that last night was just a dream she had.

Just after breakfast, I suddenly saw Feng Duhan striding in, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Use it quickly, I'll take you out of the house in a while." He urged.

Du Wei couldn't help frowning, and wondered, "What's so urgent?" ”

Twilight didn't answer, just sat and waited for her.

"I'm going to go to Hengfeng Store in a while......" Before Du Yifan's eyes healed, she still had to take care of the business in those shops.

"It won't be a long delay." Wind Twilight reassured.

Du Wei was even more suspicious in her heart.

After breakfast, Twilight took her out of the city, and the carriage drove to a secluded wood.

"Here we are." Twilight jumped out of the carriage first, then turned around and helped her out of the carriage.

Another carriage was parked in the woods, the old cloth curtain hanging low.

Feng Duhan took her to the back of the carriage and raised the curtain, Du Wei couldn't help but be stunned.

In the carriage lay a man, motionless, dressed in the clothes of a coarse death row prisoner.

Kurotaki!

Du Wei almost screamed in shock.