"Yeah, isn't this our fairy Lin Qingmei Lin? Feng Lazi is polite here!"

Listening to Wang Xifeng's puzzlement, Lin Meimei threw her eyes over, "Who is your family? Let's talk nonsense, but you're careful with your skin!"

Wang Xifeng's face paused, no, just thinking about teasing Miss Lin, almost made a taboo. Looking at Lin Meimei who was like a painting, Wang Xifeng sighed inwardly, "What a pity Brother Bao, this is obviously King Xiang has a dream, and the goddess is ruthless!"

"Yes, yes, yes, not from our mansion, but from the Champion Hou's Mansion!"

When Daiyu heard this, she felt a mess. Sometimes she was not sure if she was in love with someone else and fell in love with someone else, but she was sure that she no longer liked the young master Yihong. She really let go, let him go, and let herself go. The last life was too bitter, and she loved her too tired, from the beginning that she couldn't bear it to the calmness now.

Looking at Daiyu's face flushed, a hint of envy flashed in Wang Xifeng's eyes. Once upon a time, she came here like this. When she was in the boudoir, she was thinking about what kind of character her future husband would be, and whether she could she shelter her from the wind and rain, support everything, and give her a warm harbor. Unfortunately, in the end, she is like this now. She took off her red outfit, put on military outfit, and protected herself, but she felt good now.

"My sister is so lucky. I didn't expect that she actually caught our champion Hou's eyes and became the ones who made him care about. Today he asked me to take care of you more!"

"What are you talking about? How could that person look down on me? Even if it is a gift, he has to ask for it himself. He has never given me one!"

Looking at Lin Meimei, who is like her little daughter, Wang Xifeng seemed to sigh and said, "Who bullied Shaohua and brought the whole world to you!"

These words made Daiyu stunned. How could Wang Xifeng, who could not even recognize words on weekdays, say such intoxicating words?

Looking at Daiyu's puzzled eyes, Wang Xifeng added: "It was just a sentence that the lady of Zhen's family said when she came to visit. I also thought it was very interesting at that time, so I remembered it."

"Zhen Family?"

Wang Xifeng did not hide it and told the matter out. The Jia family and the Zhen family had a friendship. An old concubine appeared in the Zhen family. Emperor Taikang went to Jiangnan. The Zhen family only took over five times. The saints were so rich that they were rare in the world. In Jiangnan, he was a veritable local emperor.

Speaking of this, it is related to Jia Li. The Zhen family is involved in the salt transportation. At that time, Jia Li stained Yangzhou with blood. Several of them were the tentacles of the Zhen family. The Zhen family refused to give up. After many years of inquiry, they finally found something, but the clue was only cut off when the "Master Red Clothes" was destroyed. This was obtained by using the power of the Zhen family. The forces outside the Zhen family were already taken down by a mysterious force at that time, which scared them so much that they did not dare to investigate. Finally, after discussion by the Zhen family, they came to a conclusion that there was a big man protecting Lin Ruhai.

The sentimental lady Zhen family wrote this sentence at that time. Not long ago, she came to the Jia family and happened to be heard that Jia Li had defeated the South China Sea Kingdom. The general in red came home with victory. She seemed to have noticed something and couldn't help but feel in love. She said this sentence again in her heart.

Somehow, Daiyu suddenly felt ache in her heart, thinking of Jia Li, who was like a pillar of the sky at any time. Her calm eyes were always innocent, and she had never heard of anything that could not be done. The answer she got was only good or quiet silence. She asked him to protect her father, only knowing that he could do it, but she had no way to know how much the price he would bear. Now that she could not help but feel attentive to Jia Li and Yangzhou and her delegation after hearing this again!

As we chatted, Wang Xifeng talked about the topic of her coming today. "Good sister, my sister-in-law also got a poem. Come and help my sister-in-law explain it, and I think I owe you a favor!"

Daiyu glanced at Wang Xifeng with beautiful eyes, "It's not me that you can't even recognize the spicy food, so what good poems are there? But since my second sister-in-law spoke up, if I didn't even look at it, wouldn't it be that I wouldn't give us second grandma Lian's face? Come on!"

"You cramped ghost, such a big thing about fingernails is like an imperial edict. I don't know who will suffer from your little character in the future!"

Daiyu's face turned red when she said it, and her little daughter looked very well-deserved, "If you talk about it again, I won't explain the poem for you!"

"Yes, yes, yes, don't mess with it, but I can't write the words anymore, I only remember how I recite the poem."

After hearing Daiyu held the pen in her hand and Zijuan grind the ink. Wang Xifeng looked at her appearance and didn't know what she was going to do. She was so playful that she pretended to be walking around the room. She shook her head in three steps, making Daiyu and Zijuan laugh so hard that even Ping'er next to her could not help but use a veil to block the corner of her mouth.

"Ye, you nerd, why don't you present your poem quickly? It's useless to not criticize you!"

Speaking of this, Daiyu couldn't hold back the smile on her face and burst out laughing.

After the two of them made a fuss, Wang Xifeng said, "All birds come from the end of the world, and they all know that they love this life talent. One after another, two, three people, and crying to Jinling even more sad."

Just as Wang Xifeng finished reading, a line of small calligraphy on her hair fell on the paper. The more Daiyu looked at this poem, the more surprised she was. She looked at Wang Xifeng with a strange look, and looked at her heart, making her feel up and down, restless.

“Where did it come from?”

Daiyu asked very seriously, her little face revealing a trace of vicissitudes of age.

Wang Xifeng felt a little sad and said stumblingly: "Is there anything wrong? This is what the champion Hou Jiali said. At noon, he came to our yard and met a poor relative of our Wang family. Finally, he left me this little poem. I felt that this little poem should be related to me, so I came to ask my sister to help explain it."

"He has been here, why didn't you tell me...Report to the old lady, if the old lady knows in the future, you'll have your skin carefully!"

Daiyu hesitated for a moment, and a trace of light in her eyes was unstable. In her previous life, she had seen the ending of Feng Lazi in front of her. She also guessed the meaning of this poem, but she was still a little hesitant whether to tell Wang Xifeng!

Suddenly, somehow another figure broke into her mind. He carried a sword and a sword on his back, snow, rain and wind and frost, galloping in the vast north of the desert. In front of him were the enemy troops of the Ola, and behind him were soldiers in blood-clothed battles. Finally, he inserted the battle flag on the bank of Juxu Mountain, and carved the three words "Hu Bugui" on the top of the mountain with a broad sword in his hand.

Thinking of the meaning of that person, Daiyu sighed slightly in her heart and said slowly: "This is a verdict, or it can be said to be a small article of Punch. Perhaps Feng Jie'er doesn't know what the Tunch Picture is. I can tell you now that it is a divine object drawn by Master Li Chunfeng, Master and apprentice of the Tang Dynasty. It has the magical power to predict future generations, but this article of Punch is for you alone!"
Chapter completed!