Chapter 923 The sister-in-law is definitely not willing
Chapter 923 Sister-in-law will definitely not want to
The next day, Feng Danyuan took Feng Jiayu to say hello to Mrs. Feng, eat with Mrs. Feng, and then take a nap with Feng Jiayu. All this is common in other people's homes, but in Feng Danyuan's case
On the body, it is extremely abnormal.
Feng Danning secretly asked Taoist Master Baopu: "Have you found the art of rebirth?"
Taoist priest Baopu nodded.
Feng Danning understood everything immediately.
Feng Weihuan's eyes turned red and he turned around and ran to Zhuxiang Pavilion.
As soon as Feng Danyuan came out of Feng Jiayu's room, Feng Weihuan called him: "Brother."
"Is something wrong?" Feng Danyuan asked.
Feng Weihuan gritted his teeth and asked, "Brother, have you decided to trade your life for my sister-in-law's?"
Feng Danyuan said quietly: "Go back."
"But have you asked sister-in-law if she is willing? Sister-in-law, she will definitely not be willing!" Feng Weihuan cried. She sniffed and tried to control her emotions: "Brother, you and Xiaoyu, and us! Look.
Look, how happy Xiaoyu is when you play with him today!"
"You don't have to worry about this." Feng Danyuan's face darkened.
Feng Weihuan wiped away his tears and said what was in his heart in one breath: "Sister-in-law said that she came from a thousand years ago. Brother, have you ever thought that she might have gone back like this -"
Feng Danyuan stopped her sternly: "I told you, you don't have to worry about this! Su Nian, take the four princesses away."
Feng Weihuan knew that she could not persuade Feng Danyuan. The only person in the world who could persuade him was Wei Zi.
Su Nian whispered on the side: "In this world, there are few joys and many sorrows. If doing this can make the prince feel better, then so be it."
Su Nian's voice was very desolate, and the tears in Feng Weihuan's eyes couldn't be restrained and fell again.
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The eternal night is coming to an end, and the morning light is shining on the horizon.
Feng Danyuan changed into the wedding robe he wore when he got married. Wei Zi once said that he looked best in red.
Su Nian brought hot water in, wrung out the handkerchief and was about to wipe Wei Zi's face when a slender hand stretched out: "Give it to me."
Su Nian silently took a few steps back, and Feng Danyuan carefully wiped Wei Zi's face and hands.
Then, he held her in his arms, took the wedding dress that had been put aside and put it on for her.
His black hair, like a waterfall, spread out over his red clothes, and he combed it over and over with a comb.
"Su Nian, comb the princess's hair into a bun." He was not very good at combing her hair and was afraid it would look ugly. If he could do it all over again, he would definitely comb her hair and draw eyebrows every day.
Su Nian knelt on the ground, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and combed Wei Zi's wedding bun. She also took the cosmetics developed by Wei Zi and carefully painted Wei Zi's makeup.
The face dyed with rouge and lipstick suddenly took on a vivid color.
Feng Danyuan stared at Wei Zi's face, as if she would open her eyes and smile at him the next moment.
White light came in from the window lattice, and Feng Danyuan reluctantly moved his eyes away from Wei Zi's face, wrapped her in a red fox cloak, and walked out of Zhuxiang Pavilion.
Outside the pavilion, the masters of Prince Yan's Mansion are all there, including Mrs. Feng, Prince Yan, Princess Yan, Feng Danning, and Feng Weihuan.
There was a trace of fluctuation in Feng Danyuan's stagnant eyes.
He hugged Wei Zi, knelt in front of Mrs. Feng, and kowtowed three times.
"Get up, get up quickly!" Mrs. Feng hurriedly trembled to help him: "Yuan'er, I no longer have a grandson, you..."
