"Yes, I can not only listen, but also speak bird songs." Wu Jingyu turned his head and said calmly.
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang thought of the news about Qunying Tower given by Xiao Jinzi, and lowered her head in thought.
"Zhuang'er, what are you thinking about?" Wu Jingyu came over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the frowning person next to him, raising his hand to tuck a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ear, and asked softly.
"Think nothing?" Feng Qingzhuang lowered her eyes to hide the expression in her eyes, and continued: "How do you know how to sing birds?"
"When I was young, I met a strange man who taught me and later gave me this colorful bird, which I could use to deliver messages." Wu Jingyu didn't hide anything and told the truth.
"This bird song is really strange. Please teach me some other time."
"Well, I have to go out now for something. Zhuang'er, you have to promise me that you will never go out to swim in the lake with Feng Hu, especially if you listen to him playing the piano and wait for me to come back, I will play for you for three days and three nights.
"Wu Jingyu felt sour in his heart and warned uneasily.
When I heard the word "touring the lake", everything about Qingbo Lake yesterday suddenly flashed through my mind, and I blurted out: "You prepared the boat by Qingbo Lake yesterday."
"Hmph, everything I prepared carefully has come to an advantage for Feng Yu." Wu Jingyu said angrily with a dark face.
"You have something to do, why don't you go quickly?" Feng Qingzhuang couldn't stand the cold air and sourness released by the black-faced god, so she changed the subject and said
"Then I'll go out and deal with things first. You have to remember what I say, never go out with Feng Yu. If you disobey me, when I come back, I will directly press you on the bed and give you a good lecture, so that I don't have to face you every day.
Hold back the discomfort." Wu Jingyu returned to his former evil and shameless nature, and warned him in a tough and domineering manner.
"Okay, since when did you become so verbose? Why don't you go quickly?" Feng Qingzhuang rolled her eyes and said impatiently.
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang felt her waist tighten. A face that was constantly enlarging came closer. Before she could resist the hot temperature coming from her lips, a wet and hot spiritual tongue drove straight in and penetrated her.
Tankou, suck her sweet juice
A numbing electric current passed through the whole body, and Feng Qingzhuang's delicate body leaned towards Wu Jingyu
"Zhuang'er, what kind of poison have you planted in me? I really can't bear to let you go." After the lingering deep kiss, Wu Jingyu loosened his lips and breathed quickly. He hugged Feng Qingzhuang tightly and tried to calm down the turmoil in his body.
Desire
Feng Qingzhuang's face was as beautiful as the morning glow, like an obedient kitten nestled in his arms, and her breathing had lost its original frequency.
It wasn't until the two men's breathing stabilized that Wu Jingyu stood up and reluctantly walked out. The colorful birds followed and flew out of the room.
At this time, Xiao Jinzi's voice came from the corner
"Master, I have found all the martial arts tips you asked for. They are still in the cabinet. The three identical orders I received a few days ago should have been answered."
"There are so many things going on in the past few days that I have forgotten about them. I will write down the news now and you will spread it out later. Don't forget to collect the balance."
After saying that, Feng Qingzhuang got up in a hurry, walked to the desk, casually made up a mysterious person, wrote down three identical left-hand words in a smooth flow, handed the note to Xiao Jinzi, and asked him to pass the message out.
After Xiao Jinzi left, Feng Qingzhuang opened the cabinet again, took out the martial arts secrets from various schools, and read through them. She read them one after another, forgetting sleep and food, until the sunset, while Cui Er kept reading.
Amid the nagging, I put down the book in my hand
"Tui'er, Wu Jingyu hasn't come back yet?" Feng Qingzhuang asked lightly. The person who had been entangled with her suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding area became much quieter, but it was a bit uncomfortable.
"No," Cui'er said while doing Feng Qing's makeup and dishes.
"Where is Mo Yue? She hasn't returned to Piaoxue Pavilion yet?" Feng Qingzhuang asked again.
"Miss, do you miss Young Master Wu?" Cui'er teased.
"I missed you, so I removed the food and asked Can Yun and Yin Zheng to come over." After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Feng Qingzhuang stood up, gave Cui'er a popcorn, and ordered with a gloomy look.
Not long after Cui'er took down the food, Can Yun and Yin Zheng walked into Feng Qingzhuang's room.
"master"
"Here are some martial arts secrets. You two choose a few martial arts that suit you, copy down the secrets, and then practice on your own." Feng Qingzhuang pointed to the pile of books moved to the table and said calmly.
"Yes, Master"
The two of them walked to the table and looked through it carefully. After a while, the cold-faced Can Yun couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and said with his lips: "Master, you are really a god, these are all from different sects.
You can actually get all the martial arts secrets that are not spread outside, it’s amazing.”
"It's a small matter, as long as you follow me loyally, there will be many benefits in the future." Feng Qingzhuang raised her eyebrows proudly.
"I swear to follow my master to the death." The two expressed their mentality, each chose three sets of martial arts secrets and left the room.
After the two of them went out, Feng Qingzhuang also started to get busy. After all, she had stolen the secret book. In order to avoid causing trouble, she had to send the secret book back.
In the past three days, Feng Qingzhuang had been so busy that she closed the door and closed the door. Apart from eating and sleeping, she almost spent the time copying secrets. Even Wu Jingyu didn't show up for three days and she didn't notice.
Three days later, at dawn, the hall in the courtyard was covered with a layer of autumn frost.
"Oops! Finally the copy is finished."
On the desk, there was a book of hundred martial arts secrets spread out. Feng Qingzhuang sat at the desk, stretched her muscles and bones, and sighed.
At this time, Cui'er came in carrying a tray. There was a set of fine clothes in the tray.
"Miss, why have you been copying all night again? How can you survive like this?" As soon as the little girl came in and saw that the oil lamp was still on, Feng Qingzhuang was sitting at the table and asked with distressed concern.
"Don't worry, I've finished transcribing them all. You don't have to stay up late to make me sleepy. I'll go to bed and lie down for a while. You put aside these books with magnolia patterns on the covers, and I'll receive the rest.
"Inside the cupboard"
After giving orders to Cui'er, Feng Qingzhuang yawned and walked towards the bed.
"Miss, it's almost dawn, you can't sleep anymore." Cui'er quickly grabbed Feng Qingzhuang.
"Why?" He raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.
"Miss, I don't remember. Today is the Queen Mother's birthday. You will go to the palace with the Prime Minister and others to attend the birthday banquet later."
"It's here so soon." Feng Qingzhuang's eyes showed disbelief. It seemed that she was really busy and confused.
Suddenly, he thought of someone who hadn't appeared in the past few days, so he said, "Tui'er, has Wu Jingyu appeared in the past few days?"
"I haven't been here since I left three days ago."
"Forget it, leave it alone and let me dress up." Feng Qingzhuang was depressed in her heart, but her face was calm as usual, and she walked towards the dressing table.
Under Cui Er's skillful hands, an unparalleled beauty was reflected in the makeup mirror
Her skin is as white as gelatin, her dark eyebrows are like distant mountains, her black eyes are like cold stars in the dark night, and her red lips are as pink as spring peaches in March.
Three thousand green silk hairs are rolled up loosely, and a silver bell-studded hairpin is inserted sideways, making a crisp and sweet sound as it swings.
A grain of cinnabar is dotted between the eyebrows to make the whole person even more enchanting and gorgeous.
"Miss, you are so beautiful. You will be the most beautiful at today's birthday party."
"If you're such a talkative, hurry up and change my clothes." Feng Qingzhuang gave Cui'er's head a gentle blow and ordered in a cold voice.
"Slave, I will change your clothes right now."
After saying that, Cui'er took out the dress she brought in from the tray and shook out the same ice-silk black brocade. The hem of the skirt was inlaid with dazzling pearls, and the cuffs of the sleeves were outlined with silver threads.
A delicate magnolia flower
"Where did this clothes come from?" Feng Qingzhuang's dark eyes showed a hint of doubt. Could it be from him?
"The slave from Yunshangfang last night saw that the lady was busy, so she didn't tell you."
The voice of "Change on" is faint, and there is no joy in it.
After changing clothes and having some simple breakfast, Butler Qin appeared in Piaoxue Pavilion
"Second Miss, the Prime Minister asked the old slave to come over and take a look to see if the Second Miss has packed up properly. If she has packed up, please go to the front hall and enter the palace with the Prime Minister."
"Okay, let's go to the front room"
Then, Feng Qingzhuang picked up Xiao Jinzi who was sleeping on the table, and asked Cui'er to call Yin Zheng. This time she decided to take Yin Zheng, who was good at martial arts, into the palace to attend the birthday banquet.
When they came to the front hall with Qin Zhong, two sisters, Feng Simei and Feng Siyu, were also there. They were standing together in red and green. They saw Feng Qingzhuang, wearing a black long gown with pearls.
The skirt, with its round and plump pearls, was worth a lot at first glance, and it was made from the craftsmanship of Yunshangfang. Jealousy appeared in their eyes.
Feng Simei mocked harshly: "Second sister, today is the birthday of the Queen Mother. You are wearing a long black dress. Those who didn't know better thought you were going to the funeral."
"I'm quite satisfied with the combination of black and white. Unlike the two sisters, red and green, standing together is really vulgar." Feng Qingzhuang smiled calmly and retorted lightly.
After the two sisters heard this, their faces darkened, and they immediately stood apart, gritting their teeth and glaring at Feng Qingzhuang angrily.
"Qingzhuang, my father has been very busy these days receiving Dongqi's envoys, and he doesn't have time to go to Piaoxue Pavilion to see you when you came back from the street that day." Feng Chenxiang stepped into the front hall and walked up to Feng Qingzhuang.
asked with concern
"Thank you for your concern, dad. My daughter is very good and she was not frightened." Feng Qingru bowed Yingying, her courtesy was so thorough but she was not as ruthless as usual.
"My daughter has met her father"
Feng Simei and Feng Siyu also came to see the ceremony.
"It's not too early to get up, let's go into the palace." Feng Chenxiang said in a calm tone, completely lacking the kindness of the previous moment.