"Miss, you and Young Master Wu had a fight. Just now, I saw him walking out with a sullen face, as if someone owed him tens of thousands of taels of silver." Cui'er held some pastries in her hand and walked up to Feng Qingzhuang.
said
"Ignore him and go over and take a look. Have the two craftsmen repaired the door? If they have repaired it, take them directly to the accounting room to collect the money." Feng Qingzhuang also had a gloomy face and ordered coldly.
"Well, I'll go there right away," Cui'er nodded and responded, already walking towards Feng Qingzhuang's boudoir.
The autumn wind blows, and the fallen flowers are colorful, just like dancing butterflies.
Feng Qingzhuang walked alone in the courtyard for a while, feeling depressed, and then walked back to the room. The door had been repaired, and the two craftsmen followed Cui'er to the accounting room to collect the money.
Back in the house, Feng Qingzhuang lay on the soft couch and fell asleep in a daze. The cold autumn wind blew by. She shivered in her sleep and huddled up together.
Suddenly, a warm embrace hugged her tightly. She subconsciously moved closer to the heat source, and her hands involuntarily hugged the heat source. She slept soundly until dawn the next day.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged handsome face in front of her, with deep black pupils looking at her affectionately, with helplessness and compromise in her eyes.
"You didn't leave in anger, why are you coming back now?" Feng Qingzhuang glared at Wu Jingyu angrily and said with a cold face.
After hearing this, Wu Jingyu not only was not annoyed, but a happy smile appeared on his handsome face, like a snow lotus blooming, competing with the clouds and the moon, eclipsing the entire courtyard.
"Why are you laughing?" Feng Qingzhuang was puzzled, glanced at Wu Jingyu angrily, and asked
"Of course I'm laughing because I'm happy. You don't know, your tone just now was like blaming your husband for leaving home in anger and then returning home again." Wu Jingyu's handsome face was bright and bright, and the corners of his lips outlined a beautiful smile.
Radian, said happily
Feng Qingzhuang was stunned and blurted out: "Is there any?"
"You are such a annoying and worry-free woman. You clearly have me in your heart, but you refuse to admit it and say such hurtful and heartless words." Wu Jingyu pinched Feng Qing's makeup to show off her beauty.
The jade nose and the handsome face reveal a doting smile.
With a "pop" sound, Feng Qingzhuang raised her hand and knocked off Wu Jingyu's hand, saying with black lines all over her head: "Don't pinch my nose."
"No pinch, no pinch." Wu Jingyu smiled faintly and hugged the person in his arms tighter. His empty heart was suddenly filled to the brim.
Feng Qingzhuang didn't notice, her beautiful eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and she was thinking carefully about Wu Jingyu's words.
Seeing him walk away, her heart felt clogged and uncomfortable. But when she woke up and saw him as soon as she opened her eyes, the depression in her heart disappeared for no reason.
Could it be? As the monster said, he has been in her heart for a long time, but her closed heart made her not want to accept it.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, the soft part of my chest was wrapped by a hot palm, and was gently teased, causing waves of tingling.
"Wu Jingyu, take your wolf claws away from me," Feng Qingzhuang shouted coldly with anger on her eyebrows.
Wu Jingyu could not bear to continue to enjoy the ecstasy brought by the soft and elastic beauty of her chest. For the first time, he felt that it was more convenient for women not to wear bellybands.
"Damn you monster!" Feng Qingzhuang cursed with an angry look on her face. She raised her hand and hit Wu Jingyu hard on the chest with her crutch.
"Well" Wu Jingyu felt pain and withdrew his hand, looking at Feng Qingzhuang resentfully, "Zhuang'er, if you can't be gentler, you will definitely feel heartbroken if you hurt me."
"Only a ghost would feel sorry for you." Feng Qingzhuang gathered up her clothes and gave Wu Jingyu a "Don't be so sentimental" look. She stood up and called Cui'er in, freshened up, and changed into a set of clean clothes. The most important thing was
I found a bellyband and tied it on.
Wu Jingyu lay on the soft couch and felt depressed alone for a moment, then got up and went back to his room to freshen up. By the time he returned to Feng Qingzhuang's boudoir, the person in his heart had long since disappeared.
Business is booming at Wangxian Tower in the north of the city. There are many guests. Feng Qingzhuang, Cui'er, Yinzheng and Canyun are sitting in the lobby of Wangxian Tower, eating quietly.
Suddenly, the whispers of the two guests at the next table reached the ears of several people.
"Brother Zhang, have you heard today's rumors? I heard that Miss Feng Er, a direct descendant of the Chancellor's Mansion, is crazy about men, and she shamelessly raped Young Master Wu of the Shengyue Clan."
"It turns out that Brother Li has also heard rumors about Yao Jingcheng. Who doesn't know that the young master Wu of the Shengyue Clan is a good man? At the auction meeting of Qunying Pavilion, he carried a handsome man into the private room on the second floor in public. Unexpectedly, he was so
A piece of fresh grass has been defiled by the notorious Miss Feng Er. It is so pitiful and pitiful!"
"Yes! I heard that Miss Feng Er is the woman who broke off the engagement of His Highness the Prince of Qing. I guess it was because His Highness the Prince of Qing discovered that she was a slut that he broke off the engagement."
"Brother Li's words make sense. Yesterday Carpenter Wang and his son were invited to the Prime Minister's Mansion to repair the door. They also saw that Young Master Wu's neck was covered with tooth marks. You can imagine how miserable he was."
"I heard that Miss Feng, although she is slutty, is also a delicate beauty! Why don't I, a bachelor like me, have the luxury of being ridden by such a beautiful woman?" The guest surnamed Li said.
Said in a lewd way
…
The more the two of them talked, the more outrageous and ugly they became.
Feng Qingzhuang was sitting on the table next to her, and the unpleasant words kept coming in. Her face became increasingly gloomy, her dark and deep pupils were condensed with violent storms, and she tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart.
"Master, I'm going to teach them a lesson and tell them to shut up." Can Yun's cold eyes were filled with anger, and a cold voice sounded.
"We can't teach you a lesson, let's go back home." Feng Qingzhuang stood up and walked outside. She was worried that if she didn't leave, she would not be able to help but kill the two people who were talking dirty words.
The four of them drove to the prime minister's house in a carriage. The gossips along the way were nothing more than rumors about how shameless Feng Qingzhuang was, how slutty she was, and how she hooked up with men.
"Miss, what they said is really unpleasant. I feel very strange in my heart. What happened yesterday only took one day, and the entire Yaojing City knew about it. Is it spreading too fast?" Cui'er frowned.
Frowning, doubts appeared in Qing Ling's dark eyes.
"Master, I think what Cui'er said makes sense. Are these rumors being manipulated by someone behind the scenes? Do you need your subordinates to go and investigate?" Yizheng said with raised eyebrows.
"Don't worry, I have already thought of this. The people behind the scenes just want to use these rumors to slander me. We just need to wait quietly." Feng Qingzhuang narrowed her eyes slightly, covering the sharpness in her eyes, and said coldly
Although Feng Qingzhuang said so, she planned to return to the house and let Xiao Jinzi investigate secretly.
Two days passed peacefully, and Feng Qingzhuang stopped going out, so as not to hear those unpleasant words that would upset people.
On this day, the clouds are light and the stars are sparse, and the sky is dawning
Today is the day when the envoys from Cangyan Kingdom and Dongqi Kingdom arrive in Beijing. Early in the morning, Yaojing City is extremely lively. Many people focus on the streets. Everyone is looking forward to seeing the elegance of the envoys from the two countries.
In the Piaoxue Pavilion, Feng Qingzhuang was huddled in the warm quilt and was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew. Cui'er walked in with excitement on her face, and pulled Feng Qingzhuang on the bed, "My good lady, today is a wonderful day.
Why are you still asleep on the day when the envoys from the two countries enter Yaojing?"
"It is very important for the envoys from the two countries to come to Beijing, but what does it have to do with me? Cui'er, you can go if you want to see the excitement. Miss, I still prefer a warm bed."
Feng Qingzhuang didn't even open her eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, she folded up the brocade quilt and retracted into the quilt and continued to sleep.
"Miss, I heard from the servants in the house that Princess Fengxiang of the Cangyan Kingdom once said boldly that she would never marry a non-Witch master in this life. Aren't you curious about what that princess looks like?" Cui'er stood on the bed.
While continuing to murmur, she encouraged the master who was huddled in bed. In Cui'er's eyes, Feng Qingzhuang and Wu Jingyu had long been regarded as a couple.
Keep reading, keep reading, Feng Qingzhuang, who was lying on the bed, seemed to hear a bee buzzing in her ears. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore. She opened her sleepy eyes, sat up and stared at Cui beside the bed, who was secretly enjoying herself.
Son
"Okay, stop reading and wait for me to get up."
Under Cui Er's neat service, the master and servant hurriedly finished their breakfast and went out.
After walking out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I learned from the comments of passers-by that it turned out that the Cangyan Kingdom was located to the north of the Xingyao Kingdom, and the envoy entered Yaojing City from the north gate. The Dongqi Kingdom was located to the south of the Xingyao Kingdom, so naturally he entered the city from the south gate and the north gate.
To get to the post office, take Beiyao Street. To get to the post office, take Nanyao Street from the south gate.
The envoys from the Cangyan Kingdom were headed by Prince Feng Yu, and the equally noble Qing King Shangguan Xuanqing was responsible for welcoming the envoys from the Dongqi Kingdom.
The important task of welcoming Dongqi's envoy fell on Prime Minister Feng Chen
"It turns out that the envoys from the two countries enter the city from different gates. Miss, should we go to Beiyao Street or Nanyao Street?" Cui'er asked with a tangled eyebrow.
"Go to Nanyao Street." After thinking for a moment, Feng Qingzhuang raised her head and said
"We have already met Prince Feng. Miss decided to go to Nanyao Street because she wanted to see the style of Dongqi's God-killing General." Cui'er looked at Feng Qingzhuang and opened and closed her mouth.
"You are the smart one, let's go." Feng Qingzhuang raised her hand and gave Cui'er a popcorn, then led her straight to Nanyao Street.
When Feng Qingzhuang and Cui'er arrived at Nanyao Street, there were a sea of people on both sides of the street, packed with people who came to join in the fun. The wide street was only wide enough for one car to pass through.