Chapter 23 Give You an Unforgettable Birthday Part 2
"That's fine if you like it. Then, please accept my second birthday gift!" Yi Fangfei sat in front of Feng Weihan and started playing.
The sound of the piano is light and soft, beautiful and soaring, touching the heart, and enough to make people addicted and intoxicated.
She kept looking at Wu Fengying with a smile on her eyebrows. She looked deeply into his purple pupils and sang softly.
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!" The tone changed, and the sweet and sweet tone floated in the space.
"I'm singing a happy birthday song to you,
May happiness be by your side,
Let all worries and sorrows go,
Let's all go together.
Let me sing a happy birthday song to you,
Let's raise a glass of wine,
I wish we will meet again in the glorious season,
Own the tears of joy.
Happy birthday,
Happy birthday to you,
You live happy days every day.
Happy birthday,
Happy birthday to you,
You live happy days every day”
When the tune ended, Yi Fangfei stood up. She waved her sleeves towards Wu Fengying and bowed Yingying: "Wu, do you like this second birthday gift?"
"I like..." The tone was complex and trembling. Apart from these two words, Wu Fengying seemed unable to say anything else.
"After singing the birthday song, next we have to blow out the birthday candles and make a wish." Yi Fangfei smiled sweetly. She took Wu Fengying's hand, accompanied him to the birthday cake, and lit the candles one by one.
Red candle.
There are exactly sixteen red candles, no more and no less.
The enchanting red color swayed in the wind, shining brightly in everyone's surprised eyes.
"Wuxi, close your eyes and make three wishes. Don't say them out loud. Just keep them in your heart, otherwise they will fail. Come on -" Yi Fangfei's beautiful jade-like face flashed with a gentle smile, and her shrewd eyes
In his pupils, a soft light swayed.
Zhuo Ran's handsome figure trembled, and the faint icy purple pupils floated with a clear light like moonflowers, distant, comfortable, and indescribably moved.
Slowly, his face became like that of an immortal on the lotus seat in front of the Buddha. Slowly, under the fluttering thick eyelashes of a feather fan, he closed his soul-stirring purple pupils. His thin lips, as beautiful as petals, were pale.
The transparent purple color of the crystal ball gradually spins out a beautiful vortex like a pear blossom. It looks like an indifferent smile, comfortable and tranquil, and pleasant and calm.
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a falling leaf could be heard so clearly in everyone's ears. Their heads were all pointing in the same direction, and their eyes fell on the lavender figure in unison.
Watch him breathlessly.
In the candlelight that was blowing in the wind, he silently made a wish. His perfect thin lips opened and closed, as if he was saying something, but they seemed to blend into the night wind. The sound he exhaled was dispersed by the wind.
, no one heard anything.
Yi Fangfei looked at him in such a lofty mood, and was completely absorbed by such dazzling beauty. Her bright black eyes seemed to be shrouded in the blur of the moonlight, floating like the white mist rising on the lake in the early morning, hazy.
, ethereal and elusive.
Suddenly he opened his eyes while making a wish, and the crystal-clear light shot straight into her rippled eyes.
"I'm done." He looked at her and smiled.
Well--
The soul-stirring beauty she faced directly made Yi Fangfei's heart suddenly tremble. There seemed to be discordant sound of bells and drums in that place, beating her heart desperately.
Yi Fangfei's face, for some reason, flew into the morning glow of May, warm and shy.
After a long time, Xiaolan's hands pulled up her clothes, and she realized that she was absent-minded! She coughed a few times in embarrassment, stepped forward and said as naturally as possible: "Quickly, blow out the candles in one breath, then your wish will come true.
Already."
call--
There was no doubt about it, Wu Fengying blew out in one breath, and the sixteen red candles on the rosette were extinguished almost at the same time.
Yi Fangfei's eyes looked strange, and she admired in her heart, "How awesome!"
Then, she held Wu Fengying's slightly cool hand and continued with the next procedure.
"This way, um - just take a knife and cut the cake, yes, give the first piece to yourself, and then allocate the rest as you wish." The warm masculine breath floated around her side, and Yi Fangfei spoke.
Somewhat intermittent.
Wu Fengying stared at Yifangfei's side face, a charming smile flashed across his eyes. It seemed that even though Yifangfei was embarrassed, he was in a good mood.
But seeing his sharp knife skills, he cut the cake evenly into sixteen pieces and divided them into various colored porcelain plates. This speed and sharp knife skills made Yi Fangfei's eyes sparkle again.
cool!
Wu Fengying looked at Yifangfei's dumbfounded look and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
hehe--
His clear and clear chuckle made everyone look like a tree.
Yi Fangfei glared at Wu Fengying fiercely. Dude, what's so funny? I admire your swordsmanship. That's because I think highly of you. Humph——
But she saw that today was his birthday and he was the birthday boy, so she Yi Fangfei didn't care too much.
"Sir, let me feed you." She smiled innocently, her eyes sparkling. She suddenly picked up a large piece of cake and stuffed it into Wu Fengying's mouth: "Sir, how are you? Are my skills good?"
Sweet, sour, soft and smooth, it feels like melting in your mouth. So warm and sweet - Wu Fengying actually smiled silly, grinning widely.
"tasty."
"It's delicious, but you have to finish it completely." Yi Fangfei couldn't play tricks, so she simply put the pastry into his hand and let him taste it by himself. Then she turned around and her eyes fell on Xiaolan's face behind her.
"Xiaolan, light that firework tube and put it in the air."
"Yes, Princess." Xiaolan quickly placed a small blue flower tube on the ground, then took out a flint stone to light the fuse of the flower tube and projected it into the air.
As soon as the fire touched the light, the blue flower tube flew towards the night sky and bloomed, like a beautiful butterfly, spreading its wings and passing by. Suddenly the light of the lit smoke fell and was engraved on the horizon, forming four big characters - Happy Birthday! That beauty, although it is just a flash in the pan.
, but extremely beautiful, so beautiful that people will never forget the splendid moment of blooming.
Wu Fengying stood up from his position, his ice purple eyes flashed again.
"My beloved concubine——"
Yi Fangfei put her finger on her lips. "Shhh - wait a minute, the third birthday gift I gave you hasn't been finished yet. Keep reading." As she blinked, several streaks flew down from the wall of the Prince's Mansion.
figure.
"Protect the prince and catch the assassin!" someone shouted, causing the banquet to become chaotic.
Yi Fangfei's face darkened.
"Where is the assassin? They are the artists invited by my princess to congratulate Prince Rui on his birthday. Even your prince just expressed his approval of my princess's proposal. How dare you servants be so presumptuous?"
"Get down! Who asked you to come up!" Wu Fenghuang's eyes were gloomy. With a wave of his sleeves, the guards who had appeared retreated neatly.
Then, he smiled at Yi Fangfei's table and said, "Sister-in-law Seven, the eighth brother is not good at discipline. I hope Sister-in-law Seven will not take offense." He punished him with wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Yi Fangfei didn't want to be too exaggerated, so she nodded with a smile and accepted the Eighth Prince's apology. "Eighth brother is so polite. It's rare for eighth brother to be so gracious and allow our husband and wife to celebrate their birthdays here. My sister-in-law is grateful before it's too late, so why should I be offended?"
It means." Turning her eyes, she said with a smile: "Everyone, please return to your seats. Come on, let's continue to congratulate the prince."
Snap—pop—pop—
Yi Fangfei clapped her hands to signal the dance to begin.
Wu Fenghuang, who was sitting on the main seat, toasted to the guests with a smile on his face, but when he lowered his head to drink, a sinister light flashed from the corner of his enchanting red phoenix eyes.
The light fell directly on Yifang Fei, who was sitting at the side table.
But Yifangfei was immersed in her own birthday ideas.
The colorful feathered clothes, dancing gracefully, soft figure, graceful movements, like flowing water, are displayed gorgeously. Just now, the people were shouting to catch the assassin, but now their eyes are staring at the willow waist dancing in the field.
, staring at that beautiful and delicate face like a flower.
The night wind blows gently, refreshing the heart and mind——
Dancing, spinning, light and elegant——
Eyes, flickering, complex and dissociated——
At the end of the dance, looking everywhere, the leading dancer was lifted up high and headed straight towards Wu Fengying. With a snap, her weak and boneless hands gently opened.
A picture scroll fell straight down.
Wu Fengying's sight seemed to freeze. The breathing of everyone around him seemed to have stopped. It was quiet, depressing, and shocking——
It was a modern oil painting of a character, with clear and powerful strokes, outlining Wu Fengying's face, which was lifelike like his own voice and appearance.
In a red maple, among the flying red leaves, the shadow of foggy maple is leaning under the maple leaf tree. He is holding a cold jade flute in his hand, as if he has just woken up from a performance. His purple eyes are like glass.
, there is still a shallow light floating around, reflecting the gentle warmth.
It turns out that he once had such a gentle expression.
Such an expression and such a painting made Wu Fengying's expression so lifelike. No wonder everyone was sighing with admiration on their faces.
"My beloved concubine - this is -" He was speechless. He was too shocked tonight.
"I drew this with my own hands. Do you like it, sir?" Yi Fangfei took the scroll from the dancer's hand and gave it to Wu Fengying's hand.
Wu Fengying was stunned, with a trembling color in his ice-purple eyes.
"My beloved concubine, I - I like her very much." He touched the person on the scroll, his fingers trembling.
Yi Fangfei was by his side with soft eyes.
"As long as you like it, that's fine. I've given away all my birthday gifts. I hope my husband has a happy birthday!"
"Happy birthday, Your Highness!" Bai Yudie, Xiao Lan, Xiao Hong, and Long Si all congratulated each other in unison for some unknown reason. There was a glimmer of water in their eyes.
Wu Fengying's eyes fell on their faces one by one, and their usually icy faces softened.
"Thanks!"
These two words were the only two words he could say at the moment.
With his enchanting single phoenix eyes, he stared at Wu Fengying holding the scroll with pity, and even the smile in the corners of his eyes disappeared. He looked at the table, and saw the light of happiness floating on everyone's face, and the smiles under his sleeves.