Feng Wan seemed to be stunned and quickly turned his head.

Striding towards her was a handsome young man under the age of twenty.

The young man is tall and long-legged, with fair skin and picturesque eyebrows. It's just that this kind of picturesque or penetrating is not thorough, because his thick eyebrows that fly obliquely look masculine.

As the maidservants said, he was a very handsome and beautiful man. This young man has a free and uninhibited temperament with a mysterious temperament.

Feng Wan had seen him today in his previous life. I met in such a hurry, and we never met again. She had almost forgotten that there had been such a man in her life.

The young man strode up to Feng Wan, staring at her eyes, and he praised lightly: "What a pair of eyes, like stars and moons, I only see them in my life." ”

He blurted out the compliment, and looked straight at her without the slightest suspicion. This made Zhao Jun, who came later, frown.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Yulang, this is clumsy. ”

The corners of Na Yulang's mouth raised, he didn't stop, he walked up to Feng Wan, looked her up and down for a while, and suddenly said, "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Everyone was stunned, and reflexively thought: It's a pity that Mrs. has fair and tender skin, extremely beautiful eyes, and ordinary facial features.

Only Feng Wan understood when he met his appreciative eyes, what he said was a pity, he married a man like Zhao Jun.

With a smile in his eyes, Feng Wan greeted him with a blessing and said, "Deqing praises him, but he is ashamed." ”

She gave him back his words, originally locally.

Yulang raised his eyebrows, he stared at her, smiled and asked, "Did I praise you?" ”

Feng Wan followed his example, raised his eyebrows, and replied with a smile: "Didn't you praise me?" ”

Yulang laughed, he put his hands together, and said, "What a wise woman." Unable to help it, he sighed again: "It's a pity." ”

When the two of them talk like this, where can the people next to them understand? Zhao Jun took a step forward and said with a smile: "What kind of edge are you talking about?" ”

Edge? Feng Wan's heart moved, and secretly thought: When I heard the Jin nobles talking, I liked to play the edge and argue some Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism. Could it be that this Yulang is a Jin person?

When Zhao Jun said this, he glanced at Feng Wan, his eyes were more eager than usual, and it seemed that last night's unhappiness had been swept away: This Wan Niang was actually appreciated by Yulang, and it seems that she is a prosperous man.

At this time, Feng Yun, who was not far away, had already walked over gracefully, she was far away, and she had never heard Feng Wan and Rong'er talking. Therefore, when she walked over, her posture was deliberately graceful, the smile on her face was gentle and bright, and her carefully groomed face was even more radiant.

She walked lightly to Feng Wan's side, staring at Yulang with her eyes like water, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Big sister, who is this?" ”

The voice was a bit high, enough to catch Yurou's attention.

When Yulang looked at him, Feng Yun's eyebrows were slightly constricted, and he was slightly blessed, and his shy and timid demeanor was very moving.

Feng Wan glanced at her and secretly laughed: After learning a lesson, she also changed her strategy and was not so proactive?

How did she know that Feng Wan had heard of it, this Yulang met His Royal Highness the Fifth Highness, she was really afraid of the picturesque beautiful man in front of her, and he was a man who only liked men.

Feng Yun's question, Feng Wanzi did not answer.

At this time, Zhao Jun coughed lightly and said, "Yulang, there are not many peach blossoms in my courtyard, there are five or six there, and the posture is very simple. ”

As Zhao Jun spoke, two scholars stepped forward with pen and ink.

Yulang is sunny.

He said slowly, "I'm tired, I don't want to paint anymore." ”

Regardless of where Zhao Jun was stunned, he flicked his sleeves, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Yulang walked out of the distance, and everyone reacted, and for a while, they were talking about it one by one.

Zhao Jun was a little annoyed, and he snorted lightly: "It's really willful and rude. After a pause, he said, "With such a character, where does it seem to be able to serve people?" ”

When Feng Wan heard the latter sentence, he looked at Zhao Jun, and saw that he was angry, but he didn't realize that what he said had another meaning.

Seeing him go away, Zhao Jun, the master, did not catch up. Feng Wan glanced at Zhao Jun, raised his footsteps, and followed Yulang.

As soon as she left, Zhao Jun breathed a sigh of relief: This Yulang was too rude, and he was unwilling to send it away. But if you don't send it, you are worried about offending people who shouldn't be offended. Now that Feng Wan is sending off guests for him, he can also rest assured.

Feng Wan followed Yulang.

When he walked, he was dressed in a bearded clothes, but his sleeves were habitually flicked. In the footsteps, there is a special calmness.

Feng Wan looked at him and followed step by step, without speaking.

After a while, Yulang, who didn't look back, smiled: "Your husband is annoyed by my rudeness, but your woman is not annoyed?" ”

Feng Wan smiled and lowered her eyes, "If you want to come, you will come, and if you want to go, you will go, this is the style of a celebrity and a gentleman." ”

As soon as the two words of celebrity and celebrity spit out, Yulang's footsteps froze.

He slowly turned his head, stared at Feng Wan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a light smile: "Madam is very good at talking." ”

Feng Wan ignored the indifference in his eyes and said softly: "Grandfather concubine, originally from Jiankang. The soldiers of the year of Jiachou rebelled and fled here. ”

She raised her head and looked at Yulang, her eyes were a little moist, biting her lip, Feng Wan said in a low voice: "Grandfather is wrong, the saint is a beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, where do you remember the northern soil?" ”

Yulang was still staring at her indifferently, he smiled faintly, and said, "Madam, your husband is staring at you." ”

"Master?" Feng Wan smiled and said, "Although his surname is Zhao, he is from Hu. Looking at Yulang, she said in a dumb voice: "The barbarians have a king, but they are not as good as the ones in Huaxia." The barbarian has a husband, it is better to be a widow! ”

Rumble!

That's a lot of weight!

Only people who miss their homeland and have great respect for their own culture and everything about themselves can say such things!

Gyokuro was moved!

Yulang's lips moved, he had the heart to refute Feng Wan's rudeness to his husband, but in his concept, there was already a sense of arrogance and willfulness. Feng Wan's rudeness can be said to be very much in line with his heart.

With a low sigh, Yulang waved at her and said, "Madame misses her homeland, and some words can't be said so willfully." ”

He remembered what he saw, lowered his voice and said: "If he returns to his homeland one day, he can go to Yingchuan and report the loneliness and widowhood of Yuan City, and he should do his best to help." ”

After thinking about it, he whispered again: "I am a staff member of the Fifth Highness, and I will stay by his side for half a year, and if you have any requests, you can come and tell him." After a pause, he said: "Within half a year, there will be a disaster here, so leave quickly." ”

With that, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Feng Wan stepped forward again to follow. She watched him get into the carriage before she turned around.

Zhao Jun was standing behind her, and when he saw her turn around, he stepped forward and looked at Yulang's distant figure, Zhao Jun frowned and said, "This Yulang is a strange person." He looked at Feng Wan, "What did you say to him?" ”