With a sweet smile on her face, she took out the black and shiny 'forbidden' order from her sleeve, "What? Do you have to let the little girl break it? It can be said that people in the world are so timid after hearing the news that they would rather offend someone than teach them.
The forbidden city that offends—the city lord."
Zi Yuqi still smiled as before, and did not change due to Feng Ning's words at this time, "I think the deterrent of the Forbidden City is not small, isn't Ning'er scared and surprised?"
He - still wants to see through himself. In his opinion, his too calm temper is an obstacle between the two of them. To understand each other, a man must possess everything of a woman and be the master of everything of a woman. This is the era.
The self-taught dignity of the men, "So what if you are surprised? So what if you are afraid? After a smile, everything fades into the wind."
It seemed that he suddenly understood her, but always inadvertently found that she only understood the surface and had no intention of going on. His eyes moved to a plum blossom next to her hair and asked casually, "
Does Ning'er like plum blossoms?"
Feng Ning shook her head, "Well——, I can't say I like it, but I don't dislike it either." Because you planted it with your own hands, you took it into your hair.
"Then why do you wear it on your head?" It's not to say that she likes it. With her temperament, she should ignore it. How can she wear it on her head? However, with the plum blossom as a backdrop, Ning'er's ethereal appearance is even more...
It adds a bit of clear beauty, making people reluctant to move their eyes.
Instead of answering directly, she stroked the strings of the zither, two blushes appeared on her face, and she lowered her eyes with a layer of embarrassment. The melodious and beautiful sound of the zither sounded, and Feng Ning casually recited, "The plum blossom is not as good as the snow."
White, but the snow loses the fragrance of plum blossoms. I heard that this plum blossom was planted by the city lord himself, so Ning'er naturally wants to feel what's different about it?"
It was obviously a joyful love story, but she had to say it casually, but the shyness in every word still showed her feelings on the table. The smile on Zi Yuqi's face was bright, and
Without saying anything, he felt that his Ning'er really made him unable to put it down, "Ning'er feels so lonely after being away from me for so long. Could it be that I personally came out to look for you? When you and I meet on the 24th day after tomorrow, Ning'er
Doesn’t it mean we’re going to break the contract?”
Yes, I thought that when I returned to the imperial palace, I would see that face full of anger, but I never expected that he would come to him personally because of his words, "I miss you every day, but I don't see you." This feeling, this intention, husband
What's more? His face was still slightly hot, and he still concealed some astringency and said: "Because Ning'er is sleepy, it's too late to ask Your Majesty what to do with Yao Huan?"
Thinking of what she said in her sleep yesterday, Zi Yuqi was in a good mood to entertain herself, "Then how could Ning'er appear at the border of Ning Shuo and get into trouble with Yao Huan?"
What he said outside of his conscious mind was naturally forgotten, "It was Ning'er who was nosy and offended your favorite concubine's brother. Your Majesty wants to punish Ning'er?" The words he said without letting go sounded a bit stiff, but the tenderness in his eyes overflowed.
What it actually means is that she is telling the truth.
Zi Yuqi closed his eyes, digesting the infinite tenderness brought to him by the woman in front of him who made his heart beat.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Feng Ning was too lazy to bother. She raised her hand and moved the strings of the zither. This Qinghun Zheng was different from ordinary zithers. Although it could only be played with internal force, the music it produced was absolutely clear.
The rhyme is ethereal, like the sound of nature.
The woman in green clothes driving the car held the reins expressionlessly, and the BMW stepped on the official road with vigorous steps. The tall branches and leaves on both sides made the cold wind rustle, and you could vaguely feel the strong friendship among the branches and leaves.