Feng Qingchen sat there motionless, her eyes kept open and felt sour and astringent, but she didn't dare to blink. There seemed to be only a piece of paper between the two of them. She was afraid that their eyelashes would fight if she blinked.
, and then things became unclear again.
Just when Feng Qingchen thought that time had frozen, Uncle Nine Emperors kept watching until the end of time, Uncle Nine Emperors finally spoke: "Close your eyes."
His slow tone seemed to have the power to confuse people, making people involuntarily do what he said.
"Close, close your eyes?" Feng Qingchen stammered, her palms kept sweating, and the purse in her hand was soaked with sweat. Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling gently, especially
Endearing.
Uncle Nine Emperors didn't say anything, he just looked at Feng Qingchen, his eyes were firm and unyielding. Feng Qingchen, for some reason, closed his eyes under the look of Uncle Nine Emperors, and his heart pounded.
.
Uncle Nine Emperors, what on earth are you trying to do? It’s not to kiss her, right? If you really want to kiss her, will she refuse with all her strength or give in half-heartedly?
Ah, it’s so difficult to handle. Will Uncle Nine Emperors be angry if she rejects it? Will Uncle Nine Emperors give in to her casually if she has to half push him away?
Feng Qingchen was struggling in her heart. The purse in her hand had been twisted out of shape. At this moment, she was even more nervous than the first time she went to the operating table. She, she... she really wanted to escape!
Although Uncle Nine Emperors had kissed her before, the kiss only fell on her hair, and it was also night, so it was not so embarrassing at all.
Feng Qingchen's eyelashes trembled more and more, but Uncle Nine Emperors did not move.
Closing her eyes, her other senses became more sensitive. In addition to the pleasant bamboo fragrance on the Nine Emperors Uncle, Feng Qingchen seemed to smell the man's unique masculine smell, as well as a faint medicinal fragrance.
Fragrance of medicine? Uncle Nine Emperors was injured? Feng Qingchen was excited, as if he suddenly woke up, but at this moment, Feng Qingchen found something cold falling on his eyelids.
Feng Qingchen was startled and opened her eyes quickly, just in time to see Uncle Nine Emperors retracting his hand: "Uncle Nine Emperors, what are you doing?"
I don't know whether he thought too much or the temperature of the carriage was too high. Feng Qingchen's cheeks were as red as apples in autumn. If Sun Zhengdao saw it, he would never say that Feng Qingchen was naked.
"There's something dirty on your eyelashes. I'll take them off for you. What's going on? What do you want me to do?" Dong Lingjiu opened the distance between the two of them and said teasing words seriously. Feng Qingchen looked at
Looking at his eyes, he found that the little figure in Nine Emperors Uncle's eyes had red faces and looked nervous and expectant.
Ouch... Feng Qingchen howled in his heart.
What is this all about? Obviously, Uncle Nine Emperors was the one who started it. Why is she the one who suffered the loss? It would not be tempting to bully her.
Feng Qingchen was so angry that he wanted to bite Dong Lingjiu to death. His eyes were round and his cheeks were bulging. He was ready to glare at Uncle Jiuhuang "viciously" to let Uncle Jiuhuang understand that little women are not easy to mess with.
, but found...
Uncle Jiuhuang had already sat back, leaning on the couch, holding a book in his hand, as if nothing had happened.
There was no place to vent his anger, so Feng Qingchen held it in his heart and beat the carriage hatefully, making a thumping sound.
She didn't believe that Uncle Nine Emperors could still calm down and read a book when he was so noisy.
Facts have proved that Feng Qingchen doesn't understand Jiuhuangshu very well. Not to mention being so noisy, even if he kills people and sets fire in front of Jiuhuangshu, he can read a book without mistake.
Feng Qingchen worked hard for a long time, but without any results. He was a little discouraged. Looking at the tea with white smoke still coming out on the table, Feng Qingchen didn't even think about it. He picked up the pot and poured a cup. After drinking it all in one gulp, he poured another cup.
One cup.
There are only two or three kilograms of snow mist before rain in a year, right? I drink it. I’ll drink it all before talking.
Unable to find anyone to vent his anger on, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to vent his anger on tea. Feng Qingchen poured tea with all his strength, not seeing the slightly raised corners of Uncle Nine Emperor's mouth and the uncontrollable smile at the corners of his eyes.
"How can it be so cute!"
Uncle Jiuhuang lowered his head and opened another page. However, Uncle Jiuhuang did not look at a single word of what was written in the book. Every word he read in the book was as if Feng Qingchen was shouting in anger.
The look of tea.
As much tea as there is in a small pot of tea, Feng Qingchen drank it in two or three sips. At this time, the smile on Uncle Jiuhuang's face also disappeared. Feng Qingchen knew that she and Uncle Jiuhuang were not on the same level, and she was just making trouble.
It was no use, so I turned around and looked outside, trying to keep out of sight.
However, the aura of Uncle Nine Emperors was not that strong. Even when looking out of the car, the enlarged handsome face of Uncle Nine Emperors still appeared in Feng Qingchen's eyes. After finally reaching Feng Mansion, the carriage stopped.
Feng Qingchen couldn't wait to thank him and jumped out of the carriage.
"Feng Qingchen, wait a minute!" As soon as he took a step, the voice of Uncle Nine Emperors came from behind him. Feng Qingchen quickly turned around, only to see half of Uncle Nine Emperors coming out: "Feng Qingchen, don't forget
I will come to pick up my matters in three days!"
After saying that, a smile as bright as the moon appeared on his rigorous face. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen was stunned again.
Uncle Nine Emperors smiled? And he smiled so brightly and sunnyly? Feng Qingchen found that he was blushing again.
The smile on Uncle Nine Emperor's face became even brighter: "Did you hear that?"
Feng Qingchen didn't hear clearly what Uncle Nine Emperors said, but instinctively didn't want to disappoint the man in front of him, so he nodded blankly.
Uncle Nine Emperors nodded with satisfaction. The smile on his face disappeared. He sat back in the carriage and closed the door with a bang: "Let's go."
After the carriage left, Feng Qingchen came back to his senses. He looked down at the completely shapeless purse in his hand, wishing he could just hit it to death.
Why did she take this thing in a daze, why did she forget to refuse, and forgot to tell Uncle Nine Emperors that she couldn't sew.
Purse, purse, what can you do to make up for a broken purse?
Feng Qingchen threw the purse in her hand without thinking, "I'm not an embroiderer. It's really a beauty trick. You are so shameless, madam, for doing a beauty trick on me just for a purse. This is the second time."
Feng Qingchen burst into tears. The last time was Wang Jinling's trick, and then she gave Wang Jinling the purse in her hand in a daze.
God knows what happened to her that day. She originally let go of her purse, but the moment she jumped down, she unexpectedly grabbed the purse and put it away.
At that time, I was still thinking about saving money, but I didn't want to be coaxed by Wang Jinling in the end. But this time?
After being coaxed by Uncle Nine Emperors to collect a broken purse, Feng Qingchen was so angry that she strode towards Feng Mansion. However, she regretted it after taking only a few steps. She paused and turned back, picking up the purse: "Forget it.
I'll give it back to Uncle Nine Emperors when I have the opportunity in the future. If this thing is lost, the trouble will be even greater. That person, Uncle Nine Emperors..."
Feng Qingchen's whole body trembled.
The purse had long been soaked with sweat and was wrinkled and disfigured. After being stained with dust, it became even more ugly.
Feng Qingchen was very meticulous in his medical skills, but he was careless about this kind of thing. He put the purse into his pocket without even looking at the pattern on it.
If Uncle Nine Emperors knew about it, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood. Is it easy to ask him to pick a purse? What is even more difficult is that he just picks a purse with dragons and phoenixes.
Back at Feng Mansion, the maid brought water for Feng Qingchen to clean and served iced tea fruits. Feng Qingchen ate cold food and felt relieved.
After explaining a few things about the house, Feng Qingchen thought that there would be nothing to do today, so he thought of going to the Bloody Guard to find Lu Shaolin.
She had long wanted to go find Lu Shaolin, but Zhai Dongming ruined it last time. She happened to have some free time now, so she should go there.
At this time, she went to see Lu Shaolin, but she had no intention of asking him to cover her up. To be honest, no matter how arrogant she was secretly, at least on the surface she was enjoying herself. At this time, Feng Qingchen was still thinking about Lu Shaolin.
It shows that she is a nostalgic person.
Feng Qingchen ordered the people in the stable to prepare the carriage, went back to the room, changed some clothes, and prepared to kill the blood-clothed guards directly. Before he could walk out of the door, Butler Wang hurriedly chased after him: "Xiu, your current status is not suitable.
Going to a place like Xueyiwei is not suitable for making friends with Mr. Lu."
The show in the Zhongyi Hou Mansion is an umbrella, but it is also a constraint. Feng Qingchen is no longer the wild girl without anyone to look after her. She must act according to her own identity. She rashly goes to the Xueyi Guard to find the Xueyi.
The Commander-in-Chief of Wei will only be gossiped about.
Feng Qingchen was not stupid. When Butler Wang said this, she immediately understood: "Go and ask someone to send the greetings to the Lu Mansion. Just say that I will go to see Mrs. Lu in the afternoon."
When the housekeeper heard this, he showed an approving smile on his face: "It's good for Xiu to do this." Although Feng Xiu has not been taught by her elders since she was a child, she is an expert in everything.
Yes, women are not suitable for making friends with foreign ministers, but they can make friends with their wives. The women in the backyard are not just masters of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, tea, rice, oil and salt. Their knowledge is no worse than that of ordinary men.
Since it was a formal visit, it would not be appropriate to just bring a few boxes of small blue pills. Feng Qingchen returned to Feng Mansion and asked the housekeeper to prepare gifts.
The Feng Mansion used to be very poor, but after the emperor's imperial edict was issued some time ago, most of the dignitaries in the imperial city gave her gifts. The warehouse of the Feng Mansion was full, so it was not difficult to choose a decent gift.
After lunch, Feng Qingchen took another half-hour nap. As soon as he got up, he saw the maids walking in with a pile of clothes and hairpins: "Xiu, Butler Wang asked us to dress Xiu up."
Feng Qingchen nodded with difficulty. She understood that this was the first time that the great showman of the Zhongyi Hou Mansion faced diplomacy. He could not just go out in plain clothes like Heping Jin.
Although she didn't like carrying around a bunch of clinking things, Feng Qingchen still accepted it in order not to be rude. Face was given by others, but she had to earn it herself.
"Hehe, don't worry, I won't dress up like a tree." The maids are also members of the Wang family. Seeing that Feng Qingchen is kind, they feel less restrained.
"Before coming here, the master has already told the servants and others about Xiu's preferences. The master said that Xiu is the most elegant of the ladies of the previous dynasty, and the slaves will definitely dress up the show properly." Another maid held up a bright red gauze skirt and said,
The look on her face was full of joy, making Feng Qingchen feel like she was about to get married, and the person she wanted to marry was...