Wei Zi brought back the topic and continued: "Since I have decided to stay, I will not run away from what I have to face. I believe you can protect me for the rest of my life, but you also have to believe: I am not the canary hiding behind your back.
I can stand by your side and face everything with you."
"I believe it." He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Wei Zi's forehead.
The breeze is gentle, the hibiscus is swaying in the wind, the flowers are beautiful, and the people are perfect.
"Ahem, I came at a bad time?" The sudden voice ruined the beauty of the picture.
"Since you know it's not the right time, why are you still standing there?" Feng Danyuan rolled his eyes at Kang Chuwu angrily. Why was she there everywhere?
"Oh, I'm leaving now."
When Kang Chuwu left, he also abducted Wei Zi: "According to the proportion you calculated, I made some bullets, but I still feel there is something wrong. If you have a good mind, come with me and have a look."
When Wei Zi heard this, she stood up and left without any hesitation.
"I'll go take a look." She said this without looking back.
Feng Danyuan's face suddenly turned dark.
Does it matter how many bullets he doesn't have?
Does she understand the meaning of love?
At this time, shouldn’t we have a good chat with him? That’s what my grandmother wrote in her storybook——
Wait a minute!
Staring at the hibiscus trees, he suddenly shouted: "Fengsu."
"Master." Fengsu was always there at his call.
"Go and buy all the best-selling story books on the market, immediately, immediately!"
"Yes, Master."
*
In the military camp, there are houses.
However, there are not many houses that are suitable for women and a princess like Feng Weihuan.
As the coach, Feng Danyuan originally had his own small courtyard, which was very small, with three rooms. Wei Zi lived in the main room, Su Nian lived in a side room, and there was a study room with a narrow bed. Feng Danyuan
Those with long arms and legs can’t sleep, but Feng Weihuan can.
Therefore, it was natural for Feng Weihuan to temporarily live next door to Wei Zi.
Since it is a study room, there are naturally books, and there are quite a few of them, all brand new.
Feng Weihuan took a look and realized, haha, they are all the latest storybooks on the market.
Leaning on the couch with your legs crossed, eating melon seeds, chewing on a watermelon and reading a storybook, not to mention how comfortable it is!
As soon as Wei Zi entered the door, what she saw was Feng Weihuan's carefree appearance without any manners.
"Supper, do you want some?" Wei Zi pointed at the small wontons in Su Nian's hand and said with a smile.
"Eat!" Feng Weihuan threw away his script and sat down at the table like a gust of wind.
Three girls were eating wontons and chatting.
"The Taming of the Husband? I've heard of this storybook. It's said to be very good." Su Nian's sharp eyes glanced at the book thrown on the floor.
"The writing is quite interesting." Feng Weihuan swallowed a small wonton.
"What did you write?" Although Wei Zi wasn't really interested in the conversation, she seemed out of place not talking while eating at the same table, so she also interrupted.
Unexpectedly, this question was on point. Feng Weihuan stopped eating the wontons and told Wei Zi and Su Nian a story vividly:
"In the past, storybooks were all about talented men and beauties, talented men and beautiful women, but this book "The Taming of the Husband" is different. The male protagonist is a young marquis, who is uneducated and has no skills. He spends the whole day flirting with a group of dandies, and it's completely ridiculous.
The prodigal. The female protagonist is amazing. She is a powerful bandit leader with strong martial arts skills. By chance, the young marquis and the female bandit got married..."
"Why can the young Marquis marry a female bandit? Can the Marquis and his wife agree?" Su Nian felt that the logic of the story did not hold up.
