"Of course it's you, what? Don't you want to? ”

"I didn't promise you."

"Then now I ask you, are you willing to be my imperial concubine?"

Murong Che's words of refusal swirled in his throat and he couldn't spit it out. He still had the aromatic smell of Feng Wei on his lips, and he couldn't help but purse his lips, wanting to keep that trace of fragrance, but he tasted a hint of blood.

Murong Che frowned: "Won't you kiss?" ”

"Huh? What the? Feng Wei was stunned by this jumping question.

Murong Che stretched out his hand and wiped it on his lips, and sure enough, he wiped a pale red mark from his lips, and said mockingly: "I heard that Your Majesty has read countless men, and I didn't expect that I could even kiss a mouth." ”

There are only about a dozen families in this area, about 200 people. Under the influence of Feng Wei, the Dayong army was very close to the people and polite, so they were not disgusted by the locals.

When the Dayong army wanted to buy a large number of cattle and sheep, he also provided a lot of help, and even took the initiative to help slaughter them. So it doesn't take long for the dishes to be ready before the night comes.

Because there were too many soldiers, the soldiers were allowed to light their own bonfires for revelry. There was no wine, and the soldiers had a way of making trouble until midnight, and this time the carnival was over.

In the night, the moonlight is bright and dotted, as if a huge black curtain inlaid with diamonds and fine pieces of luminous sand hang from the sky, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Feng Wei held the pot of flowers of life, stood under the night sky, looked up, at this time she had no majestic queen shelf, no quirky nonsense, and no less ruffian undersampling on weekdays...

Although she is still dressed in a red palace dress, she does not bring those complicated headdresses, the black silk like a waterfall is only loosely tied behind her head with brocade, her face is calm, her eyes are like water, at first glance, it is clear that she is the daughter of the small family Jasper.

Feng Wei looked at a place in the night, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and even Murong Che came to her side, but she didn't even notice it, and she was still staring at a place calmly.

Looking at her so calmly, Murong Che's originally rippling heart lake was even more turbulent, he thought, he... Fell.

He didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, depicting her facial features with his eyes and her expression with his heart. Is it really because I don't know what to do?

Murong Che slowly raised his hand in front of Feng Wei and wanted to touch her face, but he stopped, he didn't want to destroy this beauty, how he hoped that he could be frozen by time at this moment.

But his hopes were ultimately disappointed.

Feeling the difference in the breath around her, Feng Wei had already woken up, slowly turned her head, and first saw a hand in front of her, and the owner of the hand was looking at her in a daze.

Feng Wei showed a soft smile, grabbed Murong Che's hand, and put it on her face.

Feeling the temperature coming from his hand, an electric current instantly flowed through his limbs, and Murong Che's face turned red again. He quickly withdrew his hand and put it behind his back. Looking away: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Look at the scenery."

Listening to her calm tone, Murong Che turned his head and looked straight into her eyes, he could clearly feel it just now, she exuded a sad aura around her, she was clearly recalling something, how could it be that she was looking at the scenery? Is it lyrical through scenes? She... Are you lying to him? There was a dull pain in my heart for no reason, and the spring color on my face dimmed.

Since she didn't want to say, then he didn't have anything to ask. "In that case, then I won't bother." He turned slowly, trying to get away from her, maybe that would make his heart feel better.

Feng Wei looked at his lonely back and blurted out: "Are you angry? ”

Murong Che stopped, and his voice was faint: "No." ”

"Hehe, are you jealous? I didn't do anything today, did I? Didn't look for a man either. ”

Murong Che took a deep breath and slowly turned around: "Then what were you thinking just now?" ”

"I said I was thinking about you, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it."

"Heh, it's true that we're not familiar enough to intersect, but I'm really thinking about you, and I want to push you down and enjoy the deliciousness."

Murong Che's heart was in turmoil, a hot current rose in his abdomen, his face was flushed, and he was at a loss: "You... You..."

But chewing on the sentence in front of her, they really haven't reached the point of intersection, the excited and flustered heart slowly calmed down, and the heart was stunned for no reason, it turned out that he was amorous...

Feng Wei looked at Murong Che's reaction with a smile, as a backbone-level rotten, her biggest hobby is to laugh at straight men. She coughed lightly, then slowly walked in front of Murong Che, reached out and touched his face, then slowly went down to his chest, raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were like silk...

Murong Che's expression at this moment was already red and black, and Feng Wei's hand was like a soldering iron, and the place it touched was hot and hot. He angrily slapped Feng Wei's hand away: "Since we are not familiar with each other, why do we have to move our hands and feet?" ”

Murong Che's reaction greatly pleased her, and Feng Wei laughed out loud: "Hahaha is so funny, what are the three thousand beauties of the harem so innocent." ”

She shook her head, waved her hand at Murong Che, and said, "Okay, okay, I won't play with you anymore, I'm going back to sleep." Then she took her pot of flowers and left.

Murong Che didn't react for a long time, and as soon as the cold wind on the grassland blew, he pulled back his somewhat mushy mind, only to find that his whole body was as if he was burning, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother Huang."

Hearing the familiar voice, Murong Che took a deep breath, suppressed the * in his body, and the blush on his face faded, replacing it with his usual calm face.

Murong Zixian bowed and said, "Brother Huang, do you really want to be Feng Wei's imperial concubine?" ”

Murong Che was silent for a moment before he said, "No." Xu is * plus body, his voice is hoarse and soft, and even he was startled when he opened his mouth.

But Murong Zixian didn't notice this, and when he heard him say no, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "Feng Wei, that woman, the imperial brother obviously didn't promise her, so why did she say..."

Murong Che was a little absent-minded. didn't want to stay here, so he hurriedly stopped Murong Zixian's next words: "Okay, why do you care about her so much?" Go back and rest. Then he took a big stride and walked into the tent.

Murong Zixian looked at Murong Che's general fleeing back, he bit his lip, his eyes were full of complicated colors, his imperial brother had changed...

Tomorrow, the Rouran Khan will send someone to pick up Feng Wei and them to participate in the dust washing banquet in the main city. Although the soldiers made a late noise, the sentry posts that should be patrolling were not less, but strengthened.

Well... It's not that it's been strengthened, it's just that the patrols of the two armies seem to be too much.