Left in the west Fengjue alone trembling in the wind. Still, she didn't refuse, did she.

"Master? Where's Miss Wind?"

"She's gone."

"Master, are you alright? What did Miss Wind say?"

Zephyr Jue took a deep breath, "She didn't refuse me either, give her a period of time to think about it." ”

"What if Miss Feng doesn't like you?"

Xi Fengjue's face was gloomy: "... ..."

"Master, I'll take the punishment myself."

... ...

Feng Qu Yu returned to Ning Zhuyuan and lay down to look at the bed tent above his head.

"Am I going to accept you?" Wind Quyu took a deep breath, "Ah... Don't think about it, sleep. ”

As he spoke, he turned over and fell asleep.

Aunt Lan here still carried the lamp and hurriedly copied the national law. Copying and copying, she began to hold back. Suddenly he threw the good brush in his hand to the ground, and the brush rolled on the ground for a while, and the thick ink left on the tip of the pen suddenly left dirty marks on the ground.

"Hmph, something!" Aunt Lan spat in disgust, "Tomorrow I will start copying the national law ten times, and this is not exhausting Mrs. Ben?!" ”

Mama Liu on the side sighed, "Madam, start copying tomorrow's national law today, and when the old slave tomorrow finds a few rivers and lakes to imitate handwriting for Madame, instead of Madame." ”

"Hmph, I want to demote Mrs. Ben to a concubine." Aunt Lan was unmoved, "Heh, Mrs. Ben is not in charge of the entire Ming Kingdom Mansion. ”

Mama Liu stepped forward and said, "Madam, it's time to take medicine." ”

"Well, bring the medicine." Aunt Lan felt pain at the mention of this, and she couldn't bear to look at her left arm, which was already a lump of fat with a hint of wrinkles.

Mama Liu was distressed and helped Aunt Lan with medicine, Aunt Lan grew up watching her, and she was afraid that she would melt in her mouth and hold it in the palm of her hand for fear of falling. Now that he is tortured so badly, it is like cutting his heart with a knife.

"Madam, the old slave is ready, just waiting to ruin that little's hoof!."

"Heh, it's all because of this little cheap hoof, and there will be a good show tomorrow." Aunt Lan's face was distorted, "Hmph, Mrs. Ben almost lost an arm... Mrs. Ben wants her to live rather than die! ”

As he spoke, he looked at his left arm with a crusting heart, and his eyes were a little more fierce.

Mama Liu healed the medicine, frowned and blew softly, the slightest cool feeling made Aunt Lan feel a lot better.

"Mama, how is Lian'er now?" Aunt Lan rubbed her temples, "Tomorrow's palace banquet must not let go of this opportunity!"

Mama Liu smiled and said, "Madame, don't worry, it will definitely amaze the whole table!"

Aunt Lan suddenly shook her hand: "But... Mama, Lian'er, she and Jiang Shizi......"Aunt Lan held Mama Liu's hand uneasily, "I'm not saying that Tianrui is bad, it's just that I know that Lian'er's high-spirited heart is just Tianrui's conquest..."

"Madam, don't worry. Lian'er also likes Jiang Shizi, but it looks much bleaker compared to others. Mama Liu patted Aunt Lan's hand to signal her to rest assured, "Young people are like this, madam, don't worry." Tomorrow's palace banquet will definitely make Lian'er better than the others!"

Aunt Lan looked worried, and in a blink of an eye, she was fierce: "Okay, but we must let that little be ruined!" She was the one who hurt Mrs. Ben!"

Mama Liu called the maid: "Yu'er, clean up the ground and then take a pair of pen and ink."

"Yes."

"Hmph, that's it for now. Tomorrow, the emperor will send someone to supervise me in copying the law of the country, and you will quickly find a few people who imitate handwriting in the rivers and lakes tomorrow and send them to the palace secretly. Aunt Lan said with an abacus in her heart.

After a while, Yu'er cleaned up the ground and brought new pen and ink.

"Hmph, okay, Mrs. Ben will bear with it first." As she spoke, Aunt Lan gritted her teeth, picked up the brush and began to copy the national law.

Mama Liu sharpened the ink for Aunt Lan, and her old eyes were distressed: "Madam, if you are tired, let's rest for a while." Aunt Lan, who watched her grow up, has now suffered such a major injury because of this little slut

"Can't let up, maybe that little slut is still snickering!" Aunt Lan said, adding a few more speeds.

"Alas... .." Mama Liu was in tears, and she was distressed to accompany Aunt Lan all night.

Compared with Aunt Lan's copying of the national law all night, Feng Qu Yu slept quite peacefully.

The morning sun was mild and beautiful, and I got up early and came to the back garden.

The morning dew is still hanging on the green leaves, exuding a fragrance, and the wind is quiet and you take a deep breath, feeling refreshed.

After warming up, she began to practice the martial arts she remembered, and she was so familiar with every move, and the palm wind was inadvertently with murderous intent but gentle, not hurting any grass or tree. Suddenly, the tip of Fengqu's ears moved, and footsteps were heard. Put away the internal strength, no longer practice, but slowly walk in the back garden, pretending to enjoy the flowers.

"Second sister." Sure enough, soon a voice came.

It was a ten-year-old boy, dressed in a green shirt with a pale face and a timid look at the wind.

Fengqu seemed to have just noticed him coming, and said with a surprised expression: "Third brother? Why are you here. But he was indeed very surprised, his third brother rarely interacted with him because of Aunt Lan's obstruction, but he would often worry about the wind and quiet.

Feng Ming, the nominal brother of Feng Qu You. In fact, Feng Zhengning (Ming Guogong, Feng Qu You's father) adopted son, Feng Zhengning was entrusted by his comrades-in-arms who died in battle to protect him, adopted his son who lost his mother shortly after birth and named him after his father, Feng Ming. Feng Ming's mother died of blood loss during childbirth, and Feng Ming also lost his father in a few days. In order to keep Feng Ming from living in the name of his adopted son, Feng Zhengning and his first wife, Ji Rouxue, disclosed to the public that Feng Ming was born when they were in Northern Xinjiang, giving Feng Ming a legitimate name.

"Second sister... At today's palace banquet, you have to be more careful. Feng Ming paused before saying, "Feng Bailian is telling me that she seems to have prepared a very powerful dance, which will make the second sister so ashamed that she can't raise her head... Second sister, you, you must make her look good! “

Feng Qu was stunned for a moment and smiled, "Okay, thank you third brother, it's so cute." As he spoke, he pinched his face.

"Hmm...," Feng Ming looked unhappy, "No, don't pinch my face." ”

"I just pinched it, what can you do with me?" Feng Qu smiled evilly, and his two hands ravaged Feng Ming's little face, and he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Feng Ming blushed and broke free from the clutches of Feng Quyou, "Husband, the master said, men, men and women can't kiss!" ”

This woman, why is she so unreserved... No, she seems to be my sister, and it seems that she can also...

"Okay, good, men and women don't kiss." The corners of Fengqu's lips hooked up a hint of evil, "Do you want a man?" ”

Feng Ming's eyes widened, and he hurriedly jumped out a few steps: "I, I'm your own brother!" You, you, you..."