Chapter 1947 Don't follow Feng Danyuan's general knowledge
In Zhuxiang Pavilion, Wei Zi was leaning on the soft imperial concubine chair and reading about the mountains and rivers.
After all, Fusangyuan was too small, and it was okay for Wei Zi to live alone. But if Feng Danyuan and the soon-to-be-born child were included, it would be too crowded, so the delivery room was finally settled in Zhuxiang Pavilion.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
She raised her head and said with a smile: "Aren't you doing homework with Xiaoyu? Why -" Are you back again?
Before she finished speaking, she was carefully carried into Feng Danyuan's arms, and his gentle and guilty voice sounded in her ears: "I'm sorry."
Wei Zi was confused by this nonsense. She reached out and patted him: "Sorry for what?"
"When you first came here, I was such a jerk."
She couldn't help but chuckle: "Why did you mention something that happened so long ago? Because at that time, Xiaoyu had just been born?"
Feng Danyuan buried his head in her neck, smelled her cold fragrance, and said muffledly: "Yes."
"Yes, you were such a bastard at that time. But -" Wei Zi held up his head and looked into his eyes, "Even if you and I didn't know each other, and you even suspected that I was a craftsman, you didn't You really have the intention to harm me, and not only that, you have helped me a lot."
"If you hadn't appeared, I probably wouldn't have been able to overcome that situation, and my fate would still have been to be buried alive."
"That memory may not be good, but it is the beginning of our relationship. Dan Yuan, I am very glad to have met you in this world. It has nothing to do with ancient things, because you are just you."
Wei Zi held his hand and intertwined their fingers with it, her brows filled with tenderness.
Feng Danyuan was so moved that he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her soft lips gently.
There was a feeling of tenderness in Zhuxiang Pavilion.
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King Yan, who was invited by Feng Qing to Ruifu Hall to teach the young prince, looked very ugly.
"Didn't you agree to let your master take care of the young prince's homework?" Why are you calling him again! He is so old that he is going to bed at this time!
"The master can't take care of the little prince's homework, so the prince has to come." Feng Qing opened his eyes and told lies.
"Feng Danyuan doesn't know?" King Yan expressed doubt.
"Well, Master can't." Feng Qing bit him to death.
"Humph, do you really think that I am old and stupid, and can't tell the truth from lies?" King Yan said disgusting words, but his expression obviously improved a lot.
Feng Qing acted stupid and pretended not to hear, and just silently followed King Yan.
After King Yan entered Ruifu Hall, he passed by the incense room and saw bright candles and smoke.
"Is the old lady inside?" he asked the servant.
"Replying to your lord, yes." The servant replied respectfully.
King Yan wanted to drop by to say hello to Mrs. Feng. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard the latter's pious voice coming from the house.
"Namo Amitabha, please bless your eldest daughter-in-law Wei Zi to have a safe and smooth delivery..."
Gently pulling open the thick curtain, King Yan saw his elderly mother kneeling on the futon, leaning down and kowtowing her head carefully.
He let go of his hand, stepped back, turned around and strode towards the young prince's study.
Seeing that Wei Zi was about to give birth, he didn't have the same experience as that boy Feng Danyuan. He just took care of Yu'er. After all, it was the little grandchild he raised single-handedly.
