Gentlemanly and romantic

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Looking at the young man's back, Feng Wan suddenly wanted to explain something.

She got up from the ground and stumbled after her. Seeing that he was about to walk out of the woods with disheveled clothes and messy hair, Feng Wan called, "Your clothes are messy." ”

The boy's steps froze.

He remained motionless for a long time, then resolutely turned around and strode in front of Feng Wan.

Stretching his arms towards her, he ordered, "Take care of me." ”

His command was hard**, but when his gaze turned to Feng Wan's face, to her with messy sideburns and a red flush, he shifted his gaze, turned his head seriously, and looked at the sky on the left.

Feng Wan glared at him.

She bit her lip and bit it, and finally suppressed her shame and anger, stepped forward to straighten out his clothes, and then tied his hair with a jade hairpin to break up his long hair.

As the jade hairpin twitched, the black hair was like water, revealing Feng Wan's face.

…… The wind blows, the temples are fragrant, and the clothes are windy.

Unconsciously, her breath mixed with his's breath again.

Feng Wan lowered his eyes and brushed his ink hair with his fingers.

Just as her fingers were combing over his shoulders, the boy suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

He didn't look back, just clasped her wrist so hard.

Feng Wan raised her head, and was about to speak, when the young man suddenly shook off her hand and rushed out with his hair draped like this.

Feng Wan opened his mouth to scream, but when he saw his back that was rushing too quickly, he stopped his mouth again...... Unconsciously, she was also angry.

After a long time, Feng Wan came back to her senses, she found a mountain stream, and after a little freshening, Feng Wan walked towards the place where the carriage was parked.

At this time, it was already afternoon, and the concubines of the Zhao Mansion gathered together, and they were impatient to wait.

Seeing Feng Wan coming, Mei Niang hurriedly said, "Call them back quickly, just say that Madame is back." ”

Fu'er, Juan'er and the others hurriedly gathered around, they looked at Feng Wan's mud-stained clothes, recombed hair, and wrinkled corners in surprise, their eyes flashed, but no one spoke.

Feng Wan walked to the carriage by himself and said in a low voice: "I came out early, and I was hit by someone and fell into a ravine on a mountain road. ”

All the women exclaimed at the same time, and when Feng Wan's gaze swept over, the exclamation was a little quieter.

The maiden asked, "Madame, I don't know who that person is?" ”

Feng Wan shook his head and said, "I didn't see it clearly, I think it was accidentally bumped." ”

As soon as she said this, the women glanced at each other and said: This Buddhist temple is not a downtown area, how can there be anything that inadvertently bumps into people? Madame offended the eldest princess who loves to hold grudges, how can she be so easy to ask for benefits?

Originally, if Feng Wan insisted that the eldest princess did it, they might suspect that she had other feelings in her current appearance. But now she said that if she was hit unintentionally, she must have been avenged.

Feng Wan didn't seem to know that the concubines were gathering together to discuss, so she got into the carriage and pulled down the curtains.

After a while, the carriage moved.

Sitting in the carriage, Feng Wan's eyes were still surprisingly bright, and she stared ahead, looking a little dazed.

In the house, Zhao Jun was not there, and after Feng Wan bathed and changed clothes, he sat in the bedroom with his long wet hair. The afternoon sun shines through the screen window on Feng Wan, who is kneeling on the collapse table and pouring himself pulp, with an indescribable sense of tranquility.

At this moment, Fuer's low voice came, "Madame, do you want to burn incense?" ”

The voice was so low that it seemed to be filled with sorrow and pain...... Yes, her father came yesterday, and it seems that her mother is seriously ill again.

Feng Wan let out a faint "en" and said, "Sandalwood." ”

Cissisoso's voice rang out.

It was just a light of incense, and the sound rang for a long time, and the sound of footsteps turning around was endless.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, there was a 'plop' and someone fell heavily to the ground.

I saw Fu'er kneeling in front of Feng Wan, and after taking two steps on her knees, she kowtowed her head with a bang.

Feng Wan seemed to be taken aback by her fierce movements, frowned, and Feng Wan asked, "What's wrong?" There was impatience in his tone.

Firr could hear her impatience.

She bit her lip heavily and said in a trembling voice, "Madam, save my mother." Madame, you are such a charitable person, only you can save my mother. ”

Feng Wan looked at Fu'er, whose forehead was blue, and slowly took a sip.

She wanted to see how long Fu'er could go.

In the muffled bang, Fuer choked up and begged with tears: "Please, beg Mrs. ”

Seeing that blood was oozing from her forehead, Feng Wan's voice floated softly in the quiet room, "Fu'er." ”

"Yes, yes."

"You know the situation in the house. I don't have any money here. ”

She lowered her eyes and stared at Fu'er, and saw her lips move silently, knowing that Fu'er wanted to ask: You also said last time that you couldn't get the money. But when the rain comes, don't you also take out a golden leaf?

Of course, Fuer couldn't ask that.

Feng Wan looked at Fu'er quietly, she seemed to think for a while, and finally came up with a solution: "Fu'er, you are a person sent by my family, and the deed of sale is still in my hand." If you want, I'll give you the deed of sale, and you can go to the human market yourself......"

She didn't finish what she said next.

But Fuer was not a fool, she understood clearly: Madame wanted her to find a new family and use the money from the sale of her body to treat her mother.

But how much money did she make from selling herself?

Fir's lips trembled, and she shook her head in despair, shaking her head incessantly.

Don't want to?

Feng Wan looked at her, frowned and sighed, "This is not good?" ”

Fuer choked up and said, "Madam, the money is not enough. ”

Feng Wan looked at her, she sighed lowly, and said a little unspeakably: "There are a few places in the human market...... That's it, if you don't want to, forget it. ”

There are several places in the human market

Madame actually said that there are several places in the human market

Fu'er looked at Feng Wan with a pale face, and couldn't believe her ears: Could it be that Madame would rather her sell herself than lend a hand? No, Madame is not such a person, it seems that she really has no money.

Biting his upper lip heavily, until the blood on his lips came, Feng Wan stood up and walked outside stiffly.

Madame's last sentence was said lightly, but the weight was actually very heavy...... (Finally learned to play ellipsis.) In other words, although those six soup yuan in the past filled someone's stomach, it still has a lot of weight here, at least for me, it is far more fulfilling than the current little bit. She is a daughter of a man, and she has things she doesn't want to do, so why should she be strong? And this person is still her master.

For a long time, a suppressed cry wafted in, and it did not disperse for a long time.

In the evening, Zhao Jun rushed straight to Feng Wan's room.

He stared at Feng Wan, who was holding the scroll and chanting in a low voice, strode closer, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened today?" ”

Feng Wan turned her head and met Zhao Jun's nervous and irritable face, she nodded, and said, "The eldest princess sent someone to find me twice, and her person ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, Zhao Jun snapped, "Then why shouldn't you admit it?" You should agree, I got news from the palace that the eldest princess was reprimanded, and she came to you, just to reconcile"

Okay?

She knew that Chen Ya was looking for her this time just to reconcile.

can deliberately come to reconcile so arrogantly, let alone to her territory? With her understanding of Chen Ya, before the ** gift gives a word of forgiveness, the humiliation and slap are indispensable.

What's more, she doesn't need to reconcile with Chen Ya

Zhao Jun saw that Feng Wan was silent, sighed, and said, "This time the enmity is getting deeper and deeper." He paced around the room and asked, "I heard that a middle-aged lady reprimanded the eldest princess for a while, what does she look like?" ”

"Thirty or forty years old, with a long face, a black mole on the center of his left eyebrow, and very white skin, but he doesn't look like a Hu person."

"Got it," Zhao Jun interrupted her and said, "That's the queen's sister and Li Xiangguo's wife." ”

Groaning, Zhao Jun said in a deep voice: "This lady is thoughtful and fair, and her speech is very influential. Since she said that she wanted to be honored, and she also said that she wanted to discipline the eldest princess, it must be true. ”

Turning his head, he stared at Feng Wan and sighed, "What if you discipline you, you finally offended the eldest princess." ”

Glancing at Feng Wan again, Zhao Jun pulled his face and said angrily: "One or two are unconscious." Hmph, it's just that stupid woman, you're obviously a thoughtful person, but you've been doing things for a while, but you're always upside down."

In the face of his reprimand, Feng Wanzi would not defend himself.

Zhao Jun turned around and asked again, "I heard that you were pushed into the ravine." Did it take an hour to climb out? ”

Feng Wan lowered his eyes and replied softly, "Yes." ”

Zhao Jun stared at her who was standing in the shadows, her body was thin and fluttering, took a step forward, and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist.

Holding the quiet and gentle Feng Wan in his arms, Zhao Jun stroked her back and said gently: "I really didn't see whose hand it was?" ”

Feng Wan shook his head.

Zhao Jun sighed and said, "Wan Niang, you are also at fault, do you know?" The princess has sent for you this morning, and if you go with you, there will be no future. But not only did you not follow, I heard the girl say, you were still very tough at that time? ”

Feng Wan lowered his eyes.

Without waiting for her to answer, Zhao Jun said to himself: "You, you just read too many Confucian books, and you are too heavy." It's that the servant girl doesn't listen to what she says, you are humble, isn't there nothing? ”

He looked down at her and said in a long and heavy voice: "Wan Niang, just for me, you should also be humble." Anyway, you're a woman, why do you want so much face? ”

When Zhao Jun said this, he saw that Feng Wan was still quiet, and he should not admit his mistake. couldn't help frowning and pushed her away.

He glared at her, his voice slowed, and said word by word: "The matter of the eldest princess, I will find an opportunity to talk about it." Wan Niang, my husband told you here, if the eldest princess is willing to forgive you, you must not be so angry with your husband to know that you care about the blue moon and clouds. I've thought about that thing, even if that noble person really wants to be surprised, it's just a trivial matter of punishing you and beating you, and you don't need to care. ”

It was her who punished her, and she was the one who beat her, so he didn't have to care. Even the nobleman ordered his wife to divorce in a fit of rage, and he didn't need to care.

Zhao Jun explained this, stared at Feng Wan, and asked impatiently, "Do you understand?" ”

"Yes."

Hearing Feng Wan's voice, Zhao Jun nodded with satisfaction. He waved his sleeve and walked out. As soon as he came to the door, he stopped again, turned back to Feng Wan and ordered, "Tomorrow you go to Wei Ziyang's place." ”

He seemed to have made up his mind, and his expression was particularly determined. Also, the government and the opposition are saying that he is dependent on Wei Ziyang, a prostitute boy, and since he can't defend himself, it is better to simply do it to the end.

Zhao Jun continued to order: "You can go often these days. If you hear anything, come back and tell your husband immediately. ”

With that, he flicked his sleeve and strode away.

Your Majesty's birthday has arrived.

The Fifth Highness, who handled this matter, ordered: The Son of Heaven Ende, regardless of whether it is a big or small official, can bring his family members to participate in this feast.

Therefore, Zhao Jun and Feng Wan got into the carriage and drove to the location of Miyagi.

The Fifth Highness has never stipulated that he can bring a few family members, such as Zhao Jun, a concubine and a beautiful girl. However, she was originally a woman from the Fifth Highness's mansion, but now she has offended the Fifth Highness and is not a suitable person. Mei Niang was born in the Red Mansion, which is not suitable, thinking about it, Zhao Jun can only take Feng Wan alone.

When the carriage arrived at the palace gate, it was already full of traffic. The red lanterns hanging on both sides, the palace guards wearing brand-new armor, and the nobles and nobles that can be seen everywhere added a lot of pressure to the energetic Zhao Junping, and his back stiffened.

Ordered to put the carriage on one side, waiting for the nobles and Shangguan to pass one after another, the more Zhao Jun waited, the more angry he became.

He turned his head to look at Feng Wan.

Feng Wan was sitting in the carriage, behind the curtain blown by the night wind, she was wearing a veil, her eyes were as bright as stars, she was holding the slurry of hot hands, and she was holding it steadily.

Looking at Feng Wan like this, Zhao Jun was relieved, and the discomfort of being a little weak and short of breath disappeared at this time.

This is his wife, his wife Zhao Jun. With such a lady, how could he, Zhao Jun, be a small fish and shrimp for a lifetime?

Impulsively, Zhao Jun suddenly reached out and squeezed Feng Wan's wrist.

Facing Feng Wan's inquiring eyes, Zhao Jun said to her seriously, like an oath: "Wan Niang, I." He said a**: "Even if I do Xiangguo, you are also Mrs. Xiangguo, Wanniang, I will live up to you"

He spoke very seriously.

Feng Wan looked at him quietly, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she said with a smile: "Master, what's wrong?" ”

After being reminded by her, Zhao Juncai discovered his abnormality, and he smiled: "Seeing that Wan Niang's demeanor is natural, I admire it in my heart." ”

He saw that the carriage was very hidden, so he quietly raised Feng Wan's hand, kissed it lightly on the back of the hand, looked directly into Feng Wan's eyes, and said affectionately: "Isn't Wan Niang happy when she says this for her husband?" The corners of his mouth were raised, and his voice was like a whisper, "Wan Niang, tonight, I have to serve you well for my husband...... It's been two years, and there are no children, but others will laugh at Wan Niang. ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyes at Feng Wan.

When he was crowding happily, suddenly, Zhao Jun felt that the carriage was dark, as if someone was blocking the light.

He looked back. This time, he turned to Wei Ziyang, who was wearing a hat and sitting in a very ordinary carriage, and this time, the young man's eyes were staring at his hand for a moment.

Following his gaze, Zhao Jun lowered his head: his hand was holding Feng Wan's hand.

As soon as he lowered his head like this, Zhao Jun felt that his gaze was even more compelling. Subconsciously, he shook Feng Wan's hand.