The evening light had dimmed, and Zhao Feng'an was still wearing a dark purple official robe, standing in the backlight, and his aura became more and more gloomy.

Song Wan'er was surprised and said, "Feng'an, why are you here?" ”

The guards of the Lin Mansion saluted beside him and said carefully: "Lord Zhao said that he was here to find the princess, and the little one thought that the princess was a frequent visitor to the mansion, and it was not very appropriate to let the master of the horse wait at the door, so he took the master of the horse all the way over." ”

Zhao Feng'an always stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were hidden in the dim light, dim and unknown, and after a while, he whispered: "Wan'er, come here." ”

At this time, Lin Jingtu got up, as if he had no intention of blocking Zhao Feng'an's heavy gaze at Lin Wan'er, and clasped his fists and saluted: "Lord Zhao suddenly came to visit today, and he couldn't welcome him from afar, which is rude." ”

Zhao Feng'an lifted his eyelids and looked at Lin Jingtu with a look of contempt and sarcasm, but there was no response.

"Bongan!" Song Wan'er walked out of the pavilion quickly, walked in front of Zhao Feng'an, and said angrily: "Brother Jingtu is polite to you, how can you be so rude?" ”

"Brother Jingtu?" Zhao Feng'an repeated in a low voice, overflowing with a sneer, "Your surname is Song, his surname is Lin, which brother is he?" ”

Song Wan'er raised her eyes to look at Zhao Feng'an, and after a while, she suddenly chuckled, with a hint of enchantment in her brightness, and her tone was frivolous: "Brother Jingtu and I have known each other since childhood, and he takes better care of me than my own brother, what's wrong with me calling him Brother Jingtu?" My father also knew that I called him that, and he didn't think it was inappropriate, so what are you sneering at here? ”

Zhao Feng'an lowered his eyes and looked at the pure and charming Song Wan'er in front of him, and was distracted for a moment.

Compared with five years ago, Song Waner is still squeamish and willful, but she is a lot more mature and charming, and she is more sultry than five years ago.

I don't know how seductive she will be in another five years.

Who will she be with then? Will it be by Lin Jingtu's side? Will you smile at him every day, be coquettish with him, and call him Brother Jingtu?

This last thought pierced his heart like a poisonous needle, and his whole heart throbbed.

Zhao Fengxin turned around these many thoughts, but his face did not show the slightest, but he became more and more like ice and snow, reached out to hold Song Wan'er's wrist, and whispered, "Wan'er, go back with me." ”

Seeing this, Lin Jingtu stepped forward and wanted to stop Zhao Feng'an: "Lord Zhao, Wan'er has agreed to stay in the Lin Mansion for dinner today. Even though she's married to you, you won't limit her to even a meal, right? ”

Hearing this, the corners of Zhao Feng'an's mouth hooked up a mocking smile, and said: "It turns out that Lord Lin still knows that Wan'er has married Zhao, in this case, I just heard that Lord Lin cares about Wan'er, doesn't Lord Lin think it's inappropriate?" ”

Seeing the tension between the two, Song Wan'er didn't want to see Zhao Feng'an and Lin Jingtu clash in the Lin Mansion, especially when Mrs. Lin was still in the mansion, she hurriedly held Zhao Feng'an's sleeve, turned her head and said to Lin Jingtu: "I've been here to bother for a long time today, so I won't stay for dinner, Brother Jingtu, please talk to Mrs. Lin and Jingzhu, I'll come to visit another day." ”

Lin Jingtu was about to speak, but when she saw that her sister Lin Jingzhu had returned, she walked over quickly, blocked in front of her, and said politely to Zhao Feng'an and Song Wan'er: "Since the horse is here to pick up Wan'er, it's the best, Wan'er will go back first, and I will set up a banquet another day to invite you husband and wife to come over." ”

Lin Jingtu knew that his sister didn't want to see Song Wan'er caught in the middle and embarrassed, so he finally gave up.

Zhao Feng'an's expression was still indifferent and arrogant, and he said goodbye, and then turned around and pulled Song Wan'er away.

The two followed the guards out of the Lin Mansion, boarded the chariot, and set off back to the Princess's Mansion.

Zhao Feng'an is tall and long-legged, and his steps are big, and Song Wan'er has followed very hard along the way, but Zhao Feng'an is holding her wrist tightly.

After getting into the car, Song Wan'er lifted her sleeves and saw that her wrists were red, she rubbed her wrists and complained with her lips: "Zhao Feng'an, what are you doing so hard?" I didn't say no. ”

Zhao Feng'an caught a glimpse of Wan'er's white wrist with a few red fingerprints, he knew that her skin was delicate, and a little exertion would leave marks, he was indeed stimulated a little out of control by the scene of Lin Jingtu and Song Wan'er sitting together and laughing, and he didn't pay attention to the strength of his hands.

He didn't speak, just reached out and pulled Song Wan'er's arm and gently rubbed her wrist for her.

Song Wan'er's smart and beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Feng'an, but she still leaned over slowly, and asked, "Feng'an, why do you look like this every time you see Brother Jingtu?" What do you have such hatreds? ”

Seeing that Zhao Feng'an didn't answer, Song Wan'er seemed to joke and said, "Or ...... Are you jealous? In the past five years, you have not been accustomed to me and Brother Jingtu, could it be because you are jealous? ”

Zhao Fengan just lowered his head and seriously rubbed Song Wan'er's wrist, ignoring Song Wan'er's question.

Song Wan'er felt bored, retracted her wrist, slowly lowered her sleeves, and said mockingly: "If I call someone Brother Jingtu, you will pick it with your eyebrows raised, then you left me yesterday and went to see Qingyan, you should tell me, how should I react?" ”

Zhao Feng'an suddenly spoke: "Wan'er, the person who stabbed Qingyan has been found, and he was sent by Qin Ying." ”

Song Wan'er thought that he would be silent as usual, and froze for a while.

Zhao Feng'an took her hand and held it, and raised his eyes to look at her: "Qingyan has made many friends in Xiangyuan Building, I asked her to help collect evidence of Qin Ying's crime, but Qin Ying noticed it, and sent someone to stab her yesterday." ”

"This is because of me, and I can't ignore it. And before Qin Ying's downfall, I couldn't say too much, worried about extraneous branches. So, Wan'er, Qingyan and I have no selfish relationship, do you believe it? Zhao Feng'an's expression was still calm, and his eyes were dark and rich black that he couldn't see clearly, he paused, and then said, "There are still ...... I'm sorry I misunderstood you this morning. ”

The two have been together for five years, Song Wan'er often complains that Zhao Feng'an is like a gourd with a sawed mouth, he doesn't say anything, and his face is not revealed.

Her big eyes gradually became smiling, and she turned around smartly, but she deliberately strained her face, "hummed", and said with a sweet smile: "You made me sad for a night, just say I'm sorry?" ”

Zhao Feng'an looked at her delicate and agile eyebrows, thinking that today's downfall of Qin Ying had triggered a revenge situation that had been carefully arranged for several years, and no one in the net was spared, and finally after the dust settled, presumably she would never show such a smile to herself again, and a sharp pain suddenly surged up from the depths of her heart.

How could Song Wan'er know that Zhao Feng's depression was in peace, she saw that his eyes were deep, and he still had an expressionless and cold appearance, tilted her head and thought about it, leaned over and sat next to him, and said arrogantly: "That's it, punish you for hugging me, and I'll forgive you." ”

Zhao Feng'an pursed his lips and looked at her, and after a while, he suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly, he buried his face in her fragrant shoulder socket, sniffing the fragrant fragrance on her body, and his arms became more and more forceful, as if he wanted to press her into his own blood.

Song Wan'er let him hold him softly, raised her arms to hang on Zhao Feng'an's neck, raised her head and asked, "I heard that Qingyan is from Zhao Guo, did you know each other before?" ”

Zhao Feng'an's eyes sank, and he asked quietly, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"Jingzhu, she said you are fellow villagers." Song Wan'er nodded Zhao Feng'an's eyebrows with disgust, and said: "You are so hostile to Brother Jingtu, Jingzhu has been speaking for you, saying that you may have known her before, so you will go to her to talk about your fellow villagers." ”

Zhao Feng'an was noncommittal, but his eyebrows were gloomy: "You have always had to maintain Lin Jingtu in front of me?" ”

Song Wan'er retorted: "How can I maintain Brother Jingtu? I'm talking to you about Jingzhu...... Hmm"

Before Song Wan'er's words were finished, Zhao Fengan had already lowered his head and kissed fiercely.

The one on the left and the one on the right sounded upset.

With the punishment of the general grinding and gnawing, more and more addicted lips and tongue entangled.

When Zhao Feng'an let go of her, Song Wan'er had softened into a puddle of water, and she was gasping for breath in his arms.

After calming down for a while, Song Wan'er raised her head with a smile, "Feng'an, you really look like vinegar." ”

Zhao Feng'an looked at her like morning dew, her face was silent, but she couldn't help but bow her head and kiss it again.

Song Wan'er smiled and dodged, just buried her face in Zhao Feng'an's chest, and said coquettishly: "Don't want it, don't want it." ”

Leaning quietly in Zhao Feng'an's arms for a while, Song Wan'er fiddled with the jade pendant tied on his body, remembered something, and asked, "Feng'an, I heard about Qin Ying's incident today, is it really you?" Why are you doing this? ”

Zhao Fengan was silent for a moment, and then asked rhetorically: "Why did you think of asking this?" Haven't you always disliked asking about politics? ”

"I don't like it." Song Wan'er said lazily: "It's just that I rarely see who you're targeting, so I'm a little curious." ”

"He's to blame." Zhao Feng'an's voice was low, and he slowly spit out word by word.

"Do you mean that he sells his official position and is arrogant? Lord Zhao has a great sense of justice. Song Wan'er joked with a smile, raised her head from his arms, and asked, "Do you know why he still scolds my father?" ”

Zhao Feng'an pursed his lips and looked at her deeply, and only replied after a while: "I have to ask Qin Ying about this." ”

Song Wan'er pursed her lips, she was not interested in Qin Ying originally, but because she had met with Qin Ying in the Ministry of Officials yesterday, she asked a few more words, and if she couldn't ask anything, she left it behind.

At this time, the chariot returned to the gate of the princess's mansion, and the two got out of the car one after another.

Song Wan'er and Zhao Feng'an were in a very happy mood after the rain at this time, she took Zhao Feng'an's hand and entered the mansion, tilting her head and laughing with Zhao Feng'an as she walked.

At this time, the twilight was deep, and in the dim light, Song Wan'er, who was wearing a red silk shirt, was like a burning flame, and the smart and bright smile on her face was the brightest flame in the flame, and the world was warm and bright because of her smile.

Zhao Feng'an couldn't take his eyes off and looked at Song Wan'er, he had been carrying a heavy burden since he was a child, and she was the only source of light in his dark life.

The deep twilight covered Zhao Feng'an's affectionate gaze, and he gently grabbed Song Wan'er's waist and led her along the red pillar verandah all the way to the back garden.

Song Wan'er was talking to Zhao Feng'an about the words she had read recently, and she didn't notice that she was taken to the back garden by him.

When I looked up, I saw the lanterns lit in the water pavilion, floating with white gauze curtains, lighting lanterns along the shore of the lake, and reflecting them in the lake water, which was full of color and beautiful like a fairyland.

Song Wan'er opened her eyes wide, stood in place, and only turned her head to look at Zhao Feng'an beside her after a while.

The brilliance flowing in the lake water seemed to flow into Zhao Feng'an's eyes, dyeing his always cold eyes with warm colors, and his voice became gentle: "The day before yesterday was the third anniversary of our marriage, I promised you that you would accompany you, and I made up for it today." ”

Song Wan'er narrowed her big eyes with a smile, threw herself into Zhao Feng'an's arms, wrapped her arms around his slim waist, and asked in disbelief: "Feng'an, this is what you specially prepared for me?" I like it so much. ”

This night, Song Wan'er seemed to fall into a dream.

She drank too much lotus leaf wine, only to feel that the starlight in the sky and the light and shadow in the water were intertwined, shaking her dizziness and making her unable to see the person in front of her clearly.

She chased him for five years, wrapped her in her arms, her eyes were affectionate, and she whispered slowly.

She stretched out her arms to hug him, feeling his kiss, so gentle, as if it weren't him, but she seemed to feel that it was him.

In the end, she was picked up by him and carried back to the bedroom, and the bed curtain fell, covering the spring light on the couch and his last indulgence as if he had shed his shackles.