Chapter 295

The capital is totally different from Yongcheng. Even if it is the same cold in winter, it has a different style.

The winter in the capital is a cold wind, snowflakes all over the sky, frozen for thousands of miles, and it is very cold. However, the winter in Yongcheng seems mild and rainy. There are few snowflakes in the whole winter. At most, there is only a thin layer of ice on the water surface, but the cold wind is piercing into the marrow Yin, and the cold wave is so wet that it seems that clothes can twist out of the water, which is unforgettable.

In lengsa's previous life, one is physical attack and the other is magic attack.

The first night they came to the capital, there was a heavy snow. When they woke up in the morning, they saw a vast expanse of white ice and snow outside the window.

Lengsa couldn't help shaking, wrapped himself in the quilt, noticed the heat source around him, and immediately leaned over without hesitation.

Because the north is too cold, the luxury villas of these dignitaries actually do a good job in heating. The room is not too cold, but lengsa himself is also a southerner. He has not seen such a magnificent ice and snow world for many years, so he still can't help but cover himself more tightly.

"What's the matter? Is it cold?" the low male voice sounded in her ear with a smile. Lengsa looked back and saw that Fu Fengcheng had opened his eyes and was looking at himself with a smile.

"When did you wake up? What a heavy snow." the curtains must have been closed before going to bed last night, and no one in the room had come in, so fu Fengcheng must have got up and opened the curtains by the window.

Fu Fengcheng reached out and took her into his arms, nodded slightly and said, "it's quite big. It's still early. There's nothing to do during the day. You can sleep a little more."

Lengsa yawned and buried himself in his chest.

A few months ago, lengsa felt that Fu Fengcheng's temperature was low. Unexpectedly, his body seemed to be better after his injury gradually recovered. Originally, there was some thin body. Because of the unremitting rehabilitation exercise in recent months, it has become more perfect. How happy it is to have a strong and warm stove in the cold winter.

"If it snows all the time, it will be very difficult for the exercise selection at that time?" lengsa leaned against his chest and narrowed his eyes lazily.

Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, nodded and said, "yes, but... The harsh environment and climate itself is a test. It's just..." Fu Fengcheng looked down at the cold SA in his arms and regretted his promise to the old man.

Seeing that he only said half of what he said, lengsa half opened his eyes and looked at him. He immediately understood what he was thinking, "don't worry, it's all small things. I can handle it."

Fu Fengcheng said, "you don't have to do this."

Those young people need to participate in this activity not only for the glory of the Fu family and the six southern provinces, but also for their own glory and future. But lengsa didn't need these at all. It wouldn't hurt to play if the weather was fine. Fu Fengcheng was not happy to watch her freeze in the wild for a few days in this ice and snow.

Therefore, even if he is as heroic as Fu Dashao, he can't escape the double mark.

Lengsa reached out and pinched his cold cheek and said with a smile, "I'm happy. It's always more interesting than staying at home and chatting with others. What's the matter? Worry about me?"

Fu Fengcheng raised his hand, put her fingertips on his lips and kissed, "heartache."

Leng SA smiled, kissed him on the cheek in a good mood and said, "don't worry, I know. If I really can't, I won't try to be strong. Shouldn't Fu be afraid that others will know that your wife is very powerful and feel ashamed?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "how? Others know that my wife is very powerful and will only envy and admire me."

“……”

Senior officials and dignitaries in the capital: there is admiration, but envy is not necessary.

"Dashao, Dashao's wife." Lan Jing gently slammed the door outside the door, "Princess Chaoyang is coming."

"Hmm?" Leng SA blinked and looked up at Fu Fengcheng, "what time is it now?"

Fu Fengcheng calm tunnel, "8:40."

Lengsa frowned and was a little unhappy. "Princess Chaoyang is alone? What's the matter?"

Lan Jing paused and then replied, "Princess Chaoyang came alone and said... Come and invite Mrs. Da Shao out to play."

Lengsa rolled his eyes and lay back. "Is there something wrong with Princess Chaoyang? Do I have a good relationship with her? We arrived yesterday evening and came to play with me early in the morning on a snowy day? Who wants to play with her?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "don't pay attention to her." he opened his mouth and said to Lan Jing outside, "please go back to Princess Chaoyang. Madam can't see any guests."

Lan Jing turned and went downstairs. Lengsa looked at Fu Fengcheng with her head tilted.

Fu Fengcheng looked at her calmly, "what does madam look at me for?"

Leng SA hummed and said, "is it for you again? Doesn't it mean that Zhang wants to marry the royal family?"

Fu Fengcheng calmly said, "Zhang Jingzhi doesn't want to marry Xiao Nanjia."

"I remember, Zhang Jingzhi... Is about your age? Zhang Jingzhi can really resist not getting married this year?" in fact, lengsa is a little curious about why Zhang Jingzhi doesn't get married.

Zhangjia is not like the dragon family. The dragon family is dominant in the four northern provinces. The dragon family has no urgent need to marry anyone. Long Yue has a strong character. He doesn't want to get married. Long dushuai really can't do anything with him. Zhang Jia is different, and I haven't heard of any gossip about Zhang Jingzhi. Why hasn't he been married?

Say... Lengsa blinked and looked at Fu Fengcheng's eyes suddenly strange.

Fu Fengcheng slightly raised her eyebrows as if to ask what she was thinking?

Lengsa hesitated and asked, "er... Does Zhang Dashao like girls?"

Fu Fengcheng was stunned. This problem... He really didn't think about it.

After all, even if the atmosphere is open now, a normal man who likes girls will not have nothing to consider whether other men like girls.

Just a little inexplicably looking at lengsa, "how do you think of asking this?"

Leng SA naturally said, "someone once said that a man who can remain unmoved when a beautiful woman is sent to the door is either sick or gay." of course, there may also be a sweetheart or be patient for some big plan. However, narcissistic people with advanced cancer will automatically ignore these possibilities.

"Nonsense." Fu Fengcheng said angrily, lowering his head and nibbling on her white and slender neck, "what am I?"

"Er..."

"Hmm?" Fu Fengcheng stared at her condescending. It seemed that if she didn't give him a reason to be satisfied, the consequences would be very serious.

Lengsa had an idea and smiled, "of course you're waiting for me."

Fu Fengcheng stared at her for a while, smiled low, lowered his forehead against her forehead and whispered, "just remember."

“……”

"Da, Da Shao." Lan Jing's voice came again outside the door. "Princess Chaoyang refused to go. She had to wait for Mrs. Da Shao."

Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly and was about to ask people to go directly. Lengsa sat up and said, "let her wait and don't forget to serve tea to the princess."

Lan Jing smiled outside, answered and turned away.

Fu Fengcheng said, "if you don't like it, let someone drive it out. It's just a princess."

Leng SA said with a smile, "why drive out? How impolite? If she wants to wait, let her wait."

Fu Fengcheng was surprised. "Won't you see her?"

Leng SA lay lazily in his arms and said, "see you, wait until I want to see you."

Fu Fengcheng's eyes were deep. "In that case, why don't we do something interesting?"

“……”

In the magnificent hall downstairs, Xiao Nanjia looked up from time to time at the big clock hanging on the wall not far away while drinking tea with a tea cup.

The person in charge of the reception was very interesting. What was arranged for Fu Dashao and his wife was a three story villa with a large area. It's even bigger than Fu Fengcheng's villa in Yongcheng. After all, it's the capital. Everything should be big.

However, Xiao Nanjia was not in the mood to visit the carefully arranged villa. The large hall was quiet and gave people a feeling of emptiness. At the door stood four guards in uniform and armed. Although they were just standing guard, Xiao Nanjia always had the feeling that they were staring at him. It seemed that as long as she had a little change, they would rush forward to control her without hesitation.

The clock on the wall has reached ten in the morning.

Xiao Nanjia took a deep breath and put the cup on the table.

The crisp voice was particularly loud in the empty hall, and the sentry at the door looked back.

On the other side, busy Lan Jing also poked out a head and asked, "princess, what do you need?"

Xiao Nanjia said in a deep voice, "when exactly will your young lady come down!"

Lan Jing blinked and said innocently, "Madam Shao and Dashao have something important to discuss. I just told the princess. Does the princess want another cup of tea?"

Xiao Nanjia was so angry that her fingers trembled. Of course, she knew that lengsa deliberately made her wait.

Today, although the royal family has no real power, no lady of a dignitary family has dared to deliberately leave her aside for more than an hour in the capital for so many years.

Xiao Nanjia could not help but think of his experience in Yongcheng a few months ago and squeezed her fingers.

"I'm kind enough to visit the old and young wives of the Fu family. That's how your Fu family treats guests?"

Lan Jing said, "but... Mrs. Da Shao really has something important. I just told the princess that it doesn't matter." the look in her eyes seemed to say, princess, how can you rake down.

Xiao Nanjia was about to get angry. A man outside quickly stepped in and said to Lan Jing, "Miss Lan Jing, Young Marshal song and his wife come to visit."

Lan Jing nodded. "Please come in with Mrs. song Shao and Mrs. song. I'll report to Mrs. song and Mrs. song." Lan Jing certainly knows that Mrs. song is her partner. Mrs. song sent a car to the northwest a few days ago.

The reporter nodded and turned to go out. Lan Jing greeted Xiao Nanjia with a smile and then turned and walked upstairs quickly.

The hall was quiet again, leaving Xiao Nanjia alone.

Xiao Nanjia stared at the teacup in front of her, gritted her teeth and endured for a long time, and finally held back the anger in her heart.