Wei Zi drank half a bowl of bird's nest and said to Qiqiao: "Go and wipe the tears of your princess."
Qiqiao grabbed the handkerchief and ran over, but Feng Weihuan stubbornly retorted: "I didn't cry."
Qiqiao: "..." Princess, tears are falling, okay?
She put the handkerchief into Feng Weihuan's hand and quickly turned her head to show that she didn't see anything.
Feng Weihuan sniffed, raised his hand, and pretended to smooth his hair, wiping away the tears on his face.
Qiqiao: "..." Hey, there really is no three hundred taels of silver here.
Wei Zichao Feng waved in joy.
Feng Weihuan strode up to her and said with a sullen face: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm not a lover, I can distinguish right from wrong. If he is really not a good person, I will definitely break it off and never let you follow him."
Brother is worried."
Wei Zi smiled, with a hint of distress in her eyes: "For Huan, there is no such thing as a 'love brain' or a 'love brain'. Love comes from a deep and lasting relationship. There is nothing wrong with liking someone. But, try not to
Let people hurt themselves.”
"Don't say that you should let me and your eldest brother worry about it. Don't we, as a family, support each other, rely on each other, live together, and move forward together?"
The tears that Feng Weihuan had managed to hold back fell again because of Wei Zi's words.
She stepped forward and hugged Wei Zi: "Sister-in-law, you are so kind, but I am so unsatisfactory." She liked someone she shouldn't like.
Wei Zi patted Feng Weihuan on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Who dares to say that our Princess Changle is not living up to expectations?"
Then he smiled and wiped away her tears, and joked: "Xiaoyu's clinginess is something she learned from her aunt."
*
In the Northern Xinjiang Palace, the young prince Feng Jiayu sneezed several times in succession.
"Who is thinking about you?" the fifteen or sixteen year old girl opposite said with a smile.
"My mother, hey, I miss her too." The young prince sighed old-fashionedly.
"Then are you going back?" The girl bit the fruit, her eyes shining: "You promised to take me to Yun Kingdom to play with you. You are an elder, you can't keep your word."
"It's natural, uncle's words will definitely come true." The young prince nodded his head with a deep look on his face.
The girl is the youngest sister of the King of Northern Xinjiang, and her name is "Zhulan Qiqige Ri'en". The young prince felt that the name was too long, so as an elder, he gave her a simple name: En'en.
Haidong Qingdonghai: "..."
Little Pony Nanshan: "..."
Little Snow Lion is 100 years old: "..."
Sure enough, happiness comes from comparison. In such a comparison, their names are actually quite good.
Only the innocent Princess Zhulanqiqigeren clapped her hands and said, "Princess Enen, that sounds good."
Princess Enen handed another fruit to the young prince: "Eat some, I don't know if you can still have dinner."
The young prince sighed heavily again: "But I want to eat meat. I'm still growing. What if I don't grow taller if I don't eat meat?"
As he said this, he took a big bite of the fruit.
Princess Enen also looked melancholy: "It's okay if you don't tell me, but once you tell me, I want to eat meat too."
But, but, they blew up the palace, and Brother Wang is furious. Will he become cannon fodder when he goes back now, right?
