Feng Yuan lowered his head with a lonely expression, and said loudly: "But I want to be able to serve my sister like him." ”

Feng Wei's gentle expression immediately turned cold, she turned around slowly, and said in a cold voice: "Don't think too much, you are my younger brother, this will never change, if you don't recognize me as a sister, you can leave." ”

Feng Yuan looked up in a daze, Feng Wei had never spoken to him in such a heavy tone, he suddenly realized something, knelt down, and hugged Feng Wei's legs: "Is my sister angry with me?" Is it to blame me for scratching Lu Yuan's face? ”

Feng Wei took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "Since I introduced him to you, he has already been his own person, you even have such a heavy hand on your own people, how can you convince the people under your hands when you do things in the future?" ”

Feng Yuan was unwilling, but at this time, he naturally would not say anything against it, he leaned his head on Feng Wei's leg, took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "It's Yuan'er's mistake, sister, don't blame Yuan'er, Yuan'er will definitely ...... Be a good brother. After saying this, his heart felt as if he had been hit by something fiercely, and as if he was being weighed down by something, and he hugged Feng Wei's legs tightly, as if relying on it.

Feng Wei squatted down, hugged him in his arms, and patted him on the back: "I'm sorry, I can't give you more, but, you are the pride of my life, I will teach you everything I have learned, don't live up to my expectations, okay?" ”

Feng Yuan hugged her tightly, a teardrop from the corner of her eye slipped into her neck, and even trembled lightly because of the heat, and her lips trembled for a long time before she squeezed out a word: "Okay." ”

The two hugged each other for a long time, and naturally talked a lot, many of which were Feng Wei's pure teachings to Feng Yuan, in this process, Feng Yuan's obsession with Feng Wei was slowly let go, but Feng Wei was still the most important person in his life, and always would be.

Lu Yuan sat in the courtyard reading and practicing calligraphy, Feng Yuan looked at him at the gate of the courtyard, his eyes flashed with complexity and entanglement, and finally gritted his teeth, walked in, and stood opposite Lu Yuan, wanting to open his mouth several times but not knowing where to start.

Lu Yuan looked up at him, saw his tangled expression that was almost distorted, and said suspiciously, "Are you looking for me?" His voice was still soft and soft, but it was detached.

Lu Yuan looked at his eyes, brushed the veil on his face, and said faintly for a while: "I'm sorry, your face ...... I'll find a way to heal you. ”

Lu Yuan was stunned, he didn't expect Feng Yuan to say these words to him, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Can my face still be cured?" ”

Feng Yuan lowered his head: "There is very little hope, but I will try my best to find a way for you, it's just that you have to serve your sister well, although she looks strong on the outside, but she is fragile in her heart, you ...... Don't hurt her. ”

Lu Yuan stood up and looked at him: "She said that I am her husband, then she is my wife, I naturally won't hurt her, besides, I still love him so much, how could I hurt her?" It's you who are overthinking. ”

Feng Yuan's deep eyes looked at him fixedly, hiding the unwillingness in his eyes, and then said: "I hope so, if you fail your sister, I will never let you go." After saying that, he glanced coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked out.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he saw Murong Che standing outside the courtyard, Feng Yuan was stunned for a moment, nodded at him, and left past him.

Murong Che looked at his back, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, he turned around and walked into the courtyard, and saw that Lu Yuan had already sat down again, looking at the books in front of him, he walked over and sat in front of him, looking at his veiled face, his mood was a little complicated.

When Lu Yuan saw him, he stood up again and gave him a salute: "The concubine is the imperial concubine." ”

Murong Che nodded: "Excuse me, sit down."

Lu Yuan sat down, but he was sitting on pins and needles, his eyes looked straight at Murong Che, waiting for him to speak, Murong Che didn't let him wait too long, he said, "Your Majesty has been in good health recently?" ”

"Your Majesty is in good health."

Lu Yuan lowered his eyelids, he knew that the relationship between Murong Che and Feng Wei was not very good, and Murong Che did not appear in front of Feng Wei much, he had always been secretly concerned. He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to this man, knowing that the child in Feng Wei's belly was his, but he couldn't get close to him from time to time, so whoever it was probably couldn't bear it, but Murong Che endured it alive, since Feng Wei didn't like him, he didn't often appear in front of her, and he didn't annoy her, and his care and love for Feng Wei had always been secret.

Murong Che took out a bag of things in his arms and pushed it to Lu Yuan, looking a little lonely: "This is for Your Majesty, when Your Majesty comes back, you will give it to him, don't say that I gave it." ”

Lu Yuan didn't answer, glanced at the paper bag on the table, raised his head and looked at Murong Che: "Why didn't the imperial concubine give it to Your Majesty personally?" ”

Murong Che looked at him steadily, didn't say a word, stood up and walked out.

Not long after Murong Che left, Feng Wei came back, Lu Yuan hurriedly ran over to support Feng Wei, and said with a smile: "Miss, why didn't anyone come back with you?" ”

"I'm not a weak woman."

"That being said, Miss is pregnant after all." As he spoke, Lu Yuan helped Feng Wei sit down, put the bag of things on the table in front of Feng Wei, and said, "This was sent by the imperial concubine." ”

"Murong Che gave it?"

"yes, he just left."

Feng Wei grabbed the paper bag, there was complexity in her eyes, she slowly opened the paper bag, and a fragrant fragrance of osmanthus came to her nose, it turned out to be her favorite osmanthus cake. Feng Wei sniffed, exhaled, and reached out to send a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth, which melted in his mouth, sweet but not greasy, not like Zhao Gong's craftsmanship, nor like Lu Yuan's craftsmanship, this pastry was obviously worse than the two of them, could it be that Murong Che made it himself?

Feng Wei ate a piece and stopped eating, and his heart was very complicated.

Seeing that she didn't eat, Lu Yuan said suspiciously, "Miss, why don't you eat it?" Isn't it tasty? ”

"No, I'm in a mess right now." Feng Wei held his forehead with his hands and closed his eyes, looking very confused.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to hold Feng Wei's hand, and said softly, "Is it because of the imperial concubine?" ”

"Hmm."

"Miss, you think there is some misunderstanding with the imperial concubine, why don't you communicate with him? In Yuan'er's opinion, the imperial concubine is deeply affectionate to the young lady, and the child in the young lady's belly is still his blood and bones, and the blood dissolves in water, after all, the imperial concubine is the biological father of the child, and no one else can replace it, in order to give the child a good growth environment, why don't you try to communicate with the imperial concubine? ”

Feng Wei took a deep breath and rested his head on Lu Yuan's shoulder: "What you said makes sense, but I'm not ready in my heart now, let's talk about it in a few days, I'm tired, let me lean on for a while." ”