[69 Book Bar - www.] Ling Feng strode out of the room. Looking at the spacious yard in front of him, the high walls, the gorgeous glazed tile houses, and the mansion that could not be seen at a glance, he couldn't help but sigh at the official family.
The mansion is indeed extraordinary. In the courtyard, there are several men in dark blue uniforms sweeping the floor in front of the yard, and several women in light pink maid uniforms picking peonies that have just bloomed. Ling Feng
Walking over step by step, the servants and maids hurriedly stopped what they were doing and saluted one after another: "Sir!"
"Okay, let's all get up." Ling Feng quickly waved for them to get up. He was really not used to people coming in and out all day long to pay such a big gift. I wonder if it would shorten his life?
The servants and maids hurriedly stood up and looked at Ling Feng in surprise. According to what they knew before, the prefect would never ask them to get up, and would often punish and scold them for trivial matters. Today he
His eyes were so gentle, as if he was a different person.
Ling Feng didn't pay attention to the surprised expressions on their faces, and still walked forward casually. When he came to the Peony Pavilion, he saw Zhen Fengxian walking towards him from a distance, but her eyes were flickering, so he stopped
Zhen Fengxian stopped her steps and was ready to wait for her to come over. Zhen Fengxian's mind was still stuck on the conversation she had just had with Liu Xiahuan. She just walked forward with her head lowered, and bumped into Ling Feng heavily.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I bumped into you." Zhen Fengxian raised her head and saw that the person in front of her was Ling Feng, and hurriedly touched his chest with her hand, as if she was very scared.
Seeing Zhen Fengxian so flustered and seemingly worried, Ling Feng asked: "Fengxian? What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? Or?"
"No, no." Zhen Fengxian shook her head quickly and put on a smile, fearing that someone might accidentally see something.
Ling Feng stared at Zhen Fengxian's charming eyes and chuckled: "It's okay if you don't, Fengxian, if you are unhappy, remember to tell me."
"Yes, I know." Zhen Fengxian continued: "By the way, officer, I just ordered my servants to prepare the carriage, and now you can go out."
"Okay, let's go." After saying that, Ling Feng took Zhen Fengxian's hand and started to walk out.
Zhen Fengxian couldn't help but stop. She looked at Ling Feng dubiously, frowned and said, "We? Aren't you going out alone?"
Ling Feng held Zhen Fengxian's hand, gave her an affirmative look, and said: "Of course I'm not alone, we go out together."
Zhen Fengxian looked at Ling Feng in confusion. She still remembered that he was cold and cold before. How could he be so gentle like today, and how could he say that he wanted to travel with her hand in hand? Although she had all kinds of questions in her heart, she still didn't ask why.
Responded: "Okay!"
Ling Feng held Zhen Fengxian's hand and walked for a long time before walking out of the Liang family's mansion. It showed how big the official mansion was. When they came outside the Liang's mansion, they saw only a boy holding a horse. The carriage was parked outside the door. Ling Feng jumped up easily.
After getting on the carriage, he stretched out his hand towards Zhen Fengxian and signaled: "Fengxian, give me your hand."
"Yes." Zhen Fengxian obediently handed her hand into Ling Feng's. Her body was very light. Ling Feng only used very little effort to drag her into the carriage, but Zhen Fengxian took advantage of the situation and deliberately leaned on Ling Feng.
In his arms, he raised his head and said softly: "Master, where are we going?"
Ling Feng looked down at the charming Zhen Fengxian lying in his arms, smiled slightly, and said: "Where do you want to go? We will go wherever you want. Today is completely up to you!"
He actually asked her to make the decision. Zhen Fengxian pursed her lips and smiled, feeling very happy. She thought about it and said, "Then let's go to the West Lake where we first met, okay?"
Ling Feng did not hesitate at all, nodded and said: "Okay, let's go to West Lake."
After hearing this, the boy who was driving hurriedly drove to the West Lake River. There were inevitably some bumps along the way, but Ling Feng enjoyed the bumpy feeling. After all, in the past, he mostly took buses, and he always had to follow people.
It was so crowded that most of the time there wasn't even a seat. Occasionally, when I got a seat, Ling Feng either kindly gave it to a pregnant woman, the elderly, or a child who didn't have a seat, or he let his rather domineering girlfriend take it.
Go, and now I can sit alone in such a large and luxurious carriage inlaid with gold and jade, with a boy as my driver, and with a beautiful woman in my arms. What else in life can be better than this?
Even happier.
Ling Feng was caught up in his own thoughts and burst out laughing inexplicably. Zhen Fengxian looked at Ling Feng inexplicably and asked: "Guanren, have you found anything interesting? Why can the Nu family always hear you laughing?
Woolen cloth."
"Do you want to know?" Ling Feng said with a joking smile: "Then let me tell you, because, I married a good wife like you who is both charming and gentle."
"Because of me? Officer, what's wrong with you? You've never praised me since I joined the family. How could you do it today? I don't understand." Zhen Fengxian looked at Ling Feng in confusion. She didn't understand how he could return the favor.
Will he praise her? When did he regard her as his wife? Is this still him?
"Really? Have I never praised you?" Ling Feng also felt a little strange in his heart. How could Fengxian have never been praised by anyone? Doesn't she look very gentle? Such a good wife doesn't know how to praise.
, is Liang Wentian a cold-blooded person, not close to women?
Ling Feng was worried that his abnormality would arouse Zhen Fengxian's suspicion and make this trip to the Song Dynasty end suddenly. He hurriedly covered it up and said: "Of course it's because I was busy with official duties and didn't have time! But don't worry, I will definitely do it in the future.
Spend a lot of time with you."
"Really? You're not lying to me?" Zhen Fengxian still looked at Ling Feng dubiously, wondering if his words were credible? Didn't he never ignore her before?
"Of course! What I said is true." Ling Feng held Zhen Fengxian's hand and kissed it to make her believe it.
"Well, I believe it." Zhen Fengxian is still willing to believe it. After all, choosing to believe still proves that there is hope. If you don't believe it, you will only be disappointed.
Amid the laughter and laughter, time passed quickly. Finally, the carriage arrived at the bank of the West Lake. Ling Feng took Zhen Fengxian's hand and got out of the carriage together, and ordered the servant to wait here and not to follow. Now it only belongs to the two of them.
time.
The two of them walked hand in hand on the broken bridge of the West Lake. This was once the place where Xu Xian and the White Snake met, and countless poignant and beautiful love stories had been performed here. When Ling Feng came here with his girlfriend before, he never felt like this.
What's there to see? Apart from a clear lake, a few elegant pavilions, and ancient poems left by our ancestors, there's nothing worth appreciating. Why is this place so famous? It's just that unforgettable performances have been performed here.
It's just love.
At this moment, Ling Feng stood on the broken bridge of the West Lake more than a thousand years ago, watching the fallen leaves flying in front of him, smelling the fragrance of autumn chrysanthemums, and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart. Although he was still alive, he was not in the same time and space.
, not in the same space. Although I borrowed a corpse to resurrect myself in the body of a prefect who had no worries about food and clothing, after all, this is not the same person I used to be. After all, this body belonged to him for less than a day, and I once lived a happy and carefree life.
That body no longer exists. There are no computers, no mobile phones, no MP3s, and not even electricity. He is the only one here, a modern person living in ancient times, who suddenly misses his mother at home.
, although she was very strict with herself in the past, but it was all for her own good, but now she is left alone in that time and space with white-haired people giving away black-haired people, isn't she very sad?
When she thought that she would never go back again, Ling Feng wanted to cry inexplicably. Zhen Fengxian saw that Ling Feng had not spoken on the broken bridge, but at this moment, her eyes were filled with tears, and she hurriedly said: "Guardian, why are you crying?"
Did you?" Ling Feng wiped his nose with his hand, then looked up at the sky, trying to force the tears back into his eyes, but how could this be possible? The tears still fell. He forced a smile and said: "The wind here is still strong.
It's really big enough that the sand from such a distance can be blown into the eyes." As he said that, he rubbed his eyes with his hands to prove that the wind had really blown the sand into his eyes just now.
"Sand has blown into your eyes? Officer, let me help you blow it." Zhen Fengxian stepped forward and blew Ling Feng's eyes gently.
Ling Feng pushed Zhen Fengxian's hand away, waved her hand and said, "Okay, thank you."
"Thank you? Sir, why do you still say thank you?" Zhen Fengxian was surprised to see Ling Feng being so polite to her.
Ling Feng did not answer any more, but just thought that the status of women in ancient times was indeed very low. She was so low that she had to submit to everything. She never knew why she did that? Since they are both husband and wife, why are they not equal? Why do they have to bow to their husbands when they meet them?
Kneeling? Are women in ancient times really just an accessory to men? Ling Feng shook his head. He wanted to subvert this absurd concept. Since he will play the role of Liang Wentian in the future, he will definitely not let Zhen Fengxian suffer any more in the future.