Zhaoyue's face turned green with anger, and there was a faint pain in her head.
Qi Feng resisted the urge to laugh and said coldly: "Why are you here? I remember I said you are not welcome here."
"It's snowing. I will make you a cotton-padded cloak every snowy day."
Only then did Yanyan notice that she was holding a blue cotton cloak in her hand. It could be seen that she had put some thought into it. The cotton cloak looked very delicate and the fabric was of the highest quality.
Qi Feng did not reach out to take it, but sneered: "Zhaoyue, I have always treated you as my sister. But in the past few years, you have gone too far, and I have shown enough mercy to you. In this way, you
If you don’t know how to restrain yourself yet, don’t blame me for not remembering the affection I had when I was a child.”
The raised hand suddenly froze, and the fingers were already red from the cold in the wind, but they were still raised in the air. Yanyan looked at her face and her face was already pale without a trace of blood. If it were her, her beloved would say this.
If so, she would probably feel heartbroken and not know what to do.
Leer suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled the cotton cloak in her hand to the ground, and said loudly: "You bad woman, why do you want to make a cotton cloak for daddy? My mother will make it for daddy, why do you make it for daddy?"
Zhao Yue raised her hand and slapped Le'er on the face. Yan Yan quickly pulled Le'er into his arms. Her mood was not much better, and she said coldly: "Zhao Yue, even Le'er, who is so young, knows this.
Now that you have no status, you can no longer make anything for Qi Feng. You are dignified and married, but you still make cotton cloaks for other men. Do you want others to laugh at the royal family?"
Zhao Yue looked at Yan Yan with a pale face, wishing to cut the woman leaning in Qi Feng's arms into pieces. The fingertips hidden in her sleeves pinched hard into her skin, and she could only feel the pain that penetrated her bones.
Only then can the hatred in the heart be transferred.
"Go away, I don't want to see you again." Qi Feng picked up Le'er, turned around and walked toward the room with Yanyan.
Le'er lay on Qi Feng's shoulder, sticking out his tongue and making faces at Zhao Yue, who was standing stiffly in the snow. Seeing Zhao Yue's eyes popping open, there was fierce hatred in her eyes. Le'er suddenly
I felt that the woman in front of me was terrifying, her face was twisted and pale. I simply turned my head away from looking at her, but I still felt the fierce gaze from her.
Back in the room, Le'er put her little hands on the brazier to heat them, and asked with a flat mouth: "Mom, who is that woman? Why is she always pestering daddy? Le'er doesn't like her, she will be very fierce.
His eyes are as if he wants to eat Leer up."
Yanyan sighed softly, and through the crack of the half-opened door, he happened to see Zhaoyue who was still standing there. The cotton cloak lying on the ground had been soaked by the snow.
"Mother——"
Seeing that Yanyan was silent, Leer pulled her clothes and shouted in a low voice.
Qi Feng followed her gaze and immediately walked over and closed the half-open door tightly. Yanyan looked up at him, with a gentle smile on his face.
Zhaoyue squatted on the ground and reached out to pull the cotton cloak on the ground. Her fingers were so stiff that she could not feel the cold. She had known this would be the result, but she still took it to the Fengwang Mansion. Suddenly there was a fierce look in her eyes, and she stood up and left.
To the Fengwang Mansion.
Yanyan walked out of the room and walked to the yard. He took the wet cotton cloak that was already soaked on the ground in his hand and couldn't tell what he felt.
"What are you doing with it?"
Qi Feng's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Yan Yan's hand froze and the cotton cloak fell to the ground again. He turned to look at Qi Feng and said softly: "I heard Zhao Yue say that you receive the cotton cloak every year...
"
"I lost everything!" Qi Feng interrupted her, took her hand and walked to a plum tree, and then said softly: "I don't want to talk about her. In the past, I would still think about the friendship when I was a child and was too lazy to talk about her.
Ignore her. But now, as long as I think that it was because of her that I missed you for six years, I don't want to see her again."
Yanyan leaned into his arms. She couldn't tell whether she hated or sympathized with Zhaoyue. Zhaoyue was bad, but she was also a pitiful woman.
"Don't think she's pitiful. She brought all this on herself. With her father's love for her, she can definitely live a better life than she does now. She chose this path herself." Qi Feng seemed to have chosen this path.
He saw her thoughts and said in a deep voice.
Yanyan looked up at him, and his handsome brows were lightly wrinkled. She couldn't help but reach out to his forehead, gently smoothed the wrinkled lines on his forehead, and whispered: "It's still wrinkled.
He will turn into a little old man."
He grabbed her hand, hid it in his palm, and said with a low smile: "Then you will be my little old woman."
She glared at him lightly and said, "You are the one, not me. I am so young and beautiful, and I am so young and shy, how can I be a little old woman."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Qi Feng's laughing voice, and he said to her ear: "I remember you said that this is narcissism. It seems that I am really like a small bird in front of you.
"
Yanyan also laughed.
It snowed for only one day, and it started to clear up the next day. However, it was a bit cold when it cleared up. Yanyan hid by the brazier and did not dare to go out. Suddenly something occurred to him, so he got up and left the brazier.
As soon as I left, I felt so cold. I walked out of the room with trembling hands. I saw Gu Rui taking some clothes to dry in the sun, and hurriedly called her. Seeing no one around, I walked up to her and whispered: "Xiao Rui"
, can you make a cotton cloak?"
Seeing Gu Rui nodded, Yanyan hurriedly put the clothes basin she was holding on the ground and pulled her into the house. Gu Rui looked at her suspiciously and closed the door tightly, then pulled her to the brazier.
He said softly: "I want to make a cotton-padded cloak recently, but I don't know how to start. Please teach me."
After saying this, Gu Rui looked at her in astonishment.
Yanyan blushed slightly when she looked at her, her eyes evaded, and said: "Don't look at me like that, I have never done female work before. What's so strange about this? There are so many people in the world who have never done female work.
went."
Gu Rui burst out laughing, then stopped laughing immediately.
Hearing her laughter, Yan Yan felt annoyed and reached out to pinch her arm gently. Qi Feng came in just in time to see this scene and asked with a chuckle: "Yan Yan, what are you doing?
What are you doing?"
"Fujin, she is..." Gu Rui just opened her mouth but Yan Yan covered her mouth, and the rest of her words turned into chaotic sobs. Yan Yan covered Gu Rui's mouth and said with a smile, "Why did you come in?
Aren’t you going to knock on the door?”
"This is my room, do you have to knock on the door when I come in?" Qi Feng smiled and walked to the chair next to the brazier and sat down. Seeing that Yan Yan was still covering Gu Rui's mouth, he said, "Her face is covered
You are blushing."
Yan Yan immediately released his hand covering Gu Rui, and seeing that her face was already red from being covered by him, he quickly pulled Guan Gu Rui out and ran out. Qi Feng watched her disappear into the room with a smile, then walked to the desk and sat down.
As if he thought of something, he stood up and walked to the bookshelf behind him. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find the book he was looking for. Feeling anxious, he searched the bookshelf again, but it was still missing.
At this time, Yan Yan had returned to the room. Qi Feng turned around and stood there, looking at her. Yan Yan looked a little unnaturally at him and asked, "Why are you staring at me?"
"Um...did you see..." Qi Feng hesitated.
Yan Yan watched him stay in front of the bookshelf, his face turned slightly red. Suddenly he thought of what he wanted to ask, and hurriedly said: "What did you see? If you don't tell me, how will I know whether I have seen it or not."
Seeing her calm look, Qi Feng tentatively said: "It's nothing, I just want to ask if you have been reading in the study recently."
"Oh -" Yanyan said in a long voice, with beads of sweat already appearing on his palms, he said softly, "Why do you ask this question suddenly? Or are you hiding some secret here?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a flash of dodge in his eyes, and said urgently: "Where can there be secrets? I just asked out of the blue."
Yanyan smiled softly, pretending to be calm, and said: "Then I'm going out. I have something to do with Xiaorui." After saying that, she left the room as if running away. As soon as she walked out of the room, she patted her fiercely.
She let out a long breath in her chest. Looking back through the crack in the door, she also saw Qi Feng sitting on the chair and letting out a long breath.
Yanyan snickered and left.
That day in the study, when she saw him hiding the book so excitedly, she became curious. One day, she had nothing to do, and when she was sitting in the study reading, she thought of the scene where he hid the book.
Only then would I look for it on the bookshelf with a sense of luck.
I don't know whether he hid it in a place by mistake or put it there in a hurry. She found the book that he snatched from her hand that day. When she opened it and read it, she was also shocked by the contents. No wonder he was like this.
She was too excited to let her read the book.
It was said to be a book, but in fact it was not. It was just that he turned the people he had missed over the past six years into words, wrote them on rice paper, and bound them into a book. Looking at the heartfelt words in it, she seemed to see how he had been in the past six years.
spent.
She was spending her time in longing. Thinking about it now, she admired her calmness over the past six years. It turned out that she had never been able to calm down. She missed him day by day. She wanted to see him all the time, but was afraid to see him.
Watching Qi Feng leave the study, Yan Yan quickly ran to the room and put the hidden books back to their original places. As soon as he turned around, he saw an enlarged face appearing in front of him.
She was so frightened that she put her hands on the bookshelf and almost fell down.
"You...you suddenly appeared behind me, trying to scare me." Yan Yan patted his chest and glared at him.
He didn't answer, but approached her with a smile. He didn't stop until her head was on the bookshelf, and said word by word: "I went back to the study to get something. I saw you sneaking around on the bookshelf, so I
I came over to take a look, what are you looking for?"
After saying that, he stretched his head to look at the bookshelf behind her. Yanyan was so excited that she reached out and slapped him on the face, pushing him out the door. While pushing, he said, "I'm not looking for anything."