They are not as close as they used to be, and they want to stick together. Even when they wait on the servant girl, they feel uncomfortable.
Xiao Linchu looked up at Feng Yun in the gap between meals, and the confused color passed from Feng Yun’s eyes.
She doesn’t eat well, and he doesn’t have any appetite. Put the dishes and chopsticks and tell the girl to leave.
Very not easy to swallow a bowl of rice Fengyun light was Xiao Linchu pulled back to the dye ink porch room.
He took out the harpsichord that he had prepared for some time and put it on the table, fiddling with the strings and auditioning. "Didn’t you say that you had worked too hard to learn the piano the other day and your fingers were broken?" I specially bought an ice stringed piano. You can try this string without hurting your hand … "
He took her hand and fiddled with the strings, but she still smiled far-fetched. "I don’t like the piano. Why give me this famous piano? It should have its own owner. You’d better give it to the right person!"
Then she took away her hand and slowly left with her head down.
Xiao Linchu suppressed to the extreme and frowned at Fengyun’s light and cold debut "live!"
Feng Yunqing really stopped. She didn’t look back, but he strode in front of her several times ago. His voice became harsh. "What do you want?"
This sentence has the meaning of questioning.
Fengyun looked at him puzzled and frowned, making him familiar. The clear eyes suddenly softened his hard heart. Before he took a deep breath, he put his arm around her and explained to people for the first time, "I went with Zhang Qianqian in the afternoon because Zhang’s adult was seriously ill. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Zhan Yan!"
Fengyun smiled lightly and looked a little lonely. Her eyes were a little dodgy and she spoiled her eyes. "I’m white …"
Xiao Linchu doesn’t know what’s wrong with her. Even if she quarrels with him angrily, he won’t be so motivated.
He took her cold little hand with a sigh. "I’ll take you back to Ancheng when I take those bandits tonight!"
Fengyun looked at him with a pale face and said, "I don’t want to leave!"
Xiao Linchu looked at her with some surprise, and took her for a moment and walked towards the dyed ink porch. "Then where do you want to go? Pingcheng? Hecheng? Or beyond the Great Wall? Or is it Mobeidong? "
Feng Yunqing still doesn’t talk. Xiao Linchu is holding her tighter with his head down. "Yunqing, you should be good …"
Fengyun’s face is even paler. You should be good at this sentence …
Will she be good to him?
Will she be a good girl and make him and Zhang Qianqian a peerless loved one?
She walked blankly and was helped to the bed by him without knowing it.
He looked down at Feng Yun, pale, and didn’t know that her abnormality made him very uneasy tonight.
He sighed and his thin lips approached her. Her body was stiff and Zheng looked up and her eyes were full of tears.
He frowned. "What’s the matter?"
Fengyun smiled with tears in her eyes. "I’m afraid I can’t help but be violent. What should I do if goalkeeper Zhang Qianqian and Ji Yueruo kill you?"
He hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyes were tender and watery, watching her slowly approach her body. He stared at her and his lips were half ringing, and his consciousness was addicted to her sweetness.
Feng Yunqing tried to resist, but he gently shook his hand. He looked at her leisurely with a gorgeous bass. "Don’t move!"
He enjoyed the drunken gentleness and lightness in her body, but for the first time in so long, he felt unwell. She hoped that he would hurry up this torture.
Finally, after an hour, she frowned and looked uncomfortable. He fell on her body.
He looked at her with heavy breathing, kissed her with a sad little face and frowned. "Isn’t it uncomfortable?"
He asked Feng Yun in a lazy magnetic voice, shaking his head gently, bending his body into a shrimp shape and curled up in the quilt with his back facing him.
He closed his eyes and dozed off for a moment. He looked back at her and reached out and rubbed her hair. "Be good. I won’t be back until dawn when I go to the punishments!"
Fengyun nodded behind his back and curled up in the quilt without saying a word.
He got up and dressed himself meticulously. Before he left, he remembered what he had brought with him. He walked up to her and fed her. "Eat something and sleep. You seem to have no appetite at night. Did you eat again at the palace?"
Fengyun doesn’t talk, so he feeds her cakes and swallows them in his mouth.
Xiao Linchu saw her docile appearance, frowned and rubbed her head, bowed her head and kissed her hair. Then she put the cake where she could reach it and turned to leave.
Fengyun ate the cake lightly with tears all over her face. The original My Sweetie jujube cake was poisoned in her mouth. Huang Lian made her uncomfortable and trembled.
God knows how much she hopes that a person can really love her and she will never hurt her.
Even though Xiao Linchu doesn’t love her, it’s true that Bai Jin loves her. Even the old emperor has designs, she still stubbornly wants to stay and feel that she has never felt affection and love.
Unexpectedly, there is a sword wrapped in the sugar coating, which will hurt her all over and bleed profusely.
She knew that she didn’t have the courage to love, but she was unwilling to leave like this.
Why should she give the position of Princess Chu to Zhang Qianqian? Isn’t this the day that Zhang Qianqian waited for so long?
But what can I do if I endure it? It wasn’t herself that hurt her.
Lying quietly all night, Fengyun’s face was wet and dry with tears.
Early the next morning, she looks pale, gets up, tidies up, picks up the bag from Ancheng, and then leaves Dye Moxuan to go to the state prison to find Shen Ya class.
Just out of the arched door of dyed ink porch, Feng Yun saw Xiao Linchu covered in blood and was erected by Zhan Yan and Wei.
Her footsteps a Xiao Linchu frown away to hold his exhibition yan and wei before a bloody look at phoenix cloud light way "where to go? Didn’t I tell you not to run around in the palace? "
Fengyun shook her head lightly. "I didn’t run around. I went to the state prison to find Shen Taifu. Don’t worry, I won’t get into trouble!"
Then she turned her head and left, regardless of his wounds and bloody clothes.
Xiao Linchu twisted his eyebrows and looked at Fengyun’s light handsome face with a look of anger. Those deep phoenix eyes were as deep as a cold pool.
Before Yan Yan’s exhibition, "Third Brother, you still drive away your true heart, Sandy. You look at that woman and don’t care about you at all …"
Xiao Linchu gave Zhan Yan a look. "Who let the cat out of the bag last night? If you can’t find out what happened, come and see!"
Exhibition Yan face a white heart whisper in a bad mood also can’t take it out on him.
He left with his fists in his arms.
Wei Qian: "Brother San, what do I think those thieves have other plans against you?"
Xiao Linchu shook his head and sighed and didn’t talk.
He was still thinking about the fact that the phoenix cloud is not light, and what is wrong with it since last night that it is neither too hot nor too cold for him?
He sent Wei back to Dye Moxuan to wash himself and deal with the wound alone.