Feng Wuxi sat up, her white and slender fingers rubbing her delicate chin, her eyes wandered around Cang Lanxing, and she began to dig a pit, "Brother Cang, do you like your sister?" ”

Cang Lanxing smiled and said, "If my sister is cute, I will probably like it." ”

Feng Wuxi was silent, and began to think about whether she was compatible with cuteness when she was young.

After a moment of thought, she gave up completely.

When she was young, she took the lead in uncovering the tiles in the house, climbing trees to catch birds, plucking cat hair, and roasting koi......

The animals in the royal garden all shy away when they saw her.

It's really not at all compatible with the word cute.

Feng Wuxi continued to dig a pit: "Brother Cang, do you think I'm beautiful?" ”

Under the warm sun, the girl was dressed in red, with black hair like ink, bright fox eyes, and her eyes were beautiful and beautiful.

Red lips and snow skin, thick face and beautiful face.

In the face of such a peerless beauty, Cang Lanxing admired, "Your Highness's appearance is comparable to that of a heavenly immortal." ”

Feng Wuxi smiled even sweeter: "Brother Cang, do you want to consider whether you want a cute sister, you want a fairy sister." ”

Cang Lanxing glanced her up and down, and teased: "It turns out that the heavenly immortals will also go up to the house to uncover the tiles and go down to the river to fish." ”

Feng Wuxi: "......"

I can't talk about it this day.

The rules handed down by Qianfengyan, when a woman is in a good place, her mother combs her hair and blesses her.

If there are no parents, they will be replaced by elders or brothers-in-law.

She didn't see her mind clearly before, and planned to let Xiao Yingche comb her hair on her behalf.

Now that he has a clear mind, it is naturally impossible for him to comb his hair on his behalf.

Xiao Yingche is the husband she identifies, and if she combs her hair, she can only be her brother.

If her husband becomes a brother, she will cry to death.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxi became more and more determined to fool Canglan Xing into a brother.

"Brother Cang, can you bear that such a beautiful fairy is not loved by your brother?"

The elongated tail note, like the melting of sugar silk in midsummer, makes people feel pity.

Cang Lanxing was not tempted by beauty at all, and his mind was firm, "Even if Your Highness doesn't have a brother, there are many people who love him, and there is no shortage of this love." ”

Feng Wuxi did not give up: "There was no shortage before, but now there is a shortage." ”

Cang Lanxing took a sip of the teacup, rubbed the teacup with her slender fingertips, and glanced at her with a subtle expression, "A man will only affect the speed at which the sword is drawn." ”

Feng Wuxi was silent.

This sounds familiar.

After a few breaths, she continued, "With my brother, it is faster to draw my sword. ”

Cang Lanxing understated: "A creature like my brother is useless. ”

"Stay away from males, be beautiful yourself."

Feng Wuxi: That's familiar.

When she was young, she often talked about it.

Feng Wuxi cracked in an instant, and her expression was almost written on her face.

Canglan Xingqing's shallow dark eyes looked back at her, as if she was smiling, "Your Highness, there are still some more, do you need me to help you recall your memories again?" ”

Ahh!!hhhhh

Feng Wuxi's mentality collapsed, and he took out the dagger and put it on the table, "Are you dead or am I dead?" ”

Cang Lanxing picked up the dagger, raised his eyebrows and rejected the "death invitation", "What's the benefit of being a brother?" ”

Feng Wuxi's eyes lit up: "You can handle Qianfeng's government affairs in the future." ”

Cang Lanxing decisively refused: "When I didn't ask." ”

Feng Wuxi: "......"

Taifu Mansion, Feng Wuxi stepped on the meal hour.

You Qi said quietly: "Your Highness, you are counting the time of the Taifu Mansion for dinner. ”

Feng Wuxi snatched the work of You Qi and Li Quan, skillfully scooped a bowl of black chicken soup to Xiao Yingche, and replied casually, "It's not Taifu, it's Taifu." ”

Unemployed Youqi and Li Quan: "......"

Xiao Yingche pinched his eyebrows with a headache: "Your Highness, have you arranged all the officials and family members from various places?" ”

Feng Wuxi blinked blankly.

Xiao Yingche looked at her like this, and had a headache, "Your Highness, shouldn't you throw it to Lin Yuan again?" ”

No wonder Mu Linyuan hasn't come to his house in the past few days.