Chapter 158

There were two people sitting on it, one with sunspots and the other with whites.

You can't hide your face in darkness.

Hearing the movement outside, Mr. Pang raised his eyes slightly. Seeing that it was fengqingyao, he said faintly, "come in."

At the end of the speech, the sunspot in her hand falls down and she continues to watch the chess game. Fengqingyao hears the words, so she has to walk in lightly and salute him slightly. Then she stands beside Fengxuan.

Feng Xuan was also wearing a white dress. Seeing that she came in, she was less interested in playing chess. Even Mr. Pang didn't notice it. He just looked at her and laughed at her angry eyes.

"It's your turn." Aware of Feng Xuanyi's gaffe, Mr. Pang gave a light cough and made a reminder.

Hearing the speech, Feng Xuan also came back, looked down at the chess game, bowed his hand and said, "Mr. chess is superb, and Xuan is willing to bow down."

Mr. Pang chuckled and threw his son away. He looked up at fengqingyao. "I'm afraid your mind is not on the chessboard. You've just got that trick, but you're pressing step by step."

"Smelling the aroma of peach blossom cake, I really don't want to play chess. Please don't blame me." Feng Xuan also chuckles. Feng's eyes look at Feng Qingyao and intentionally or unintentionally look at the food box in her hand.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyao came forward with a smile, moved their chessboard away, took out a plate of cake from the food box, and said to Mr. Pang with a happy smile: "Mr. Pang, try it quickly, it's still hot."

Mr. Pang hung his eyes. He took the dish of peach blossom cake and snorted, "no wonder some servant said there was a flower picker in the house. It turned out that he stole my peach blossom to make peach blossom cake."

"Sir, try one. Maybe you'll find it unique. It won't be a pity for your peach blossom." Feng Qing Yao's forehead was black, but she still said with a smile.

But Feng Xuanyi, looking at the decent cakes on the plate, nodded his head with satisfaction, reached for a piece, put it in his mouth and tasted it. Then he said to Mr. Pang, "you can't help but taste it. It's really delicious."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Even if it's Coptis, you think it's delicious." Mr. Pang didn't know what he was angry with. There was a smell of gunpowder in every sentence.

After all, he reached for a piece of cake and tasted it in his mouth. The astonishment in his eyes was caught by fengqingyao. He hurried over and asked with a smile, "do you like it, sir?"

Mr. Pang's eyes narrowed slightly and looked up at the peach blossom tree outside the hall. After a long time, he said, "it's OK for him to rest for another four or five days. After five days, I'll prepare a carriage for you. Don't worry about my peach blossom."

Without saying that it's not delicious, Feng Qing Yao's eyebrows bend, thanks to Mr. Pang, and looks at Feng Xuanyi beside him. His mouth is stained with cake residue, and it smells like peach blossom.

As it was getting late, Mr. Pang gave an order.

After they left, they walked on the road together. Feng Xuan was hurt, so he had to slow down.

Looking at the peach blossom trees all over the courtyard, Feng Qingyao frowned slightly and snorted. She also said to Feng Xuan, "Mr. Pang, how can the old man have such a strange temper that he gave us so many peach blossoms without blinking an eye?"

After a pause, Feng Xuan suddenly turned his head, raised his hand to brush off a peach blossom falling from her hair, and then said in a voice, "once something has lost its meaning of existence, it will have no value."

"Then you make him unhappy. Why didn't you look good all night?" Recalling Mr. Pang's face just now, Feng Qingyao asked him in a voice.

Feng Xuan also shook hands and put a cough on his lips, pretending to say casually: "probably because I won a few chess games."

After chatting with each other for a while, they went back to their respective yards and took a rest. After a day of tossing, the two injured people both slept soundly.

It's late at night in the prime minister's palace, and the lights in the courtyard are still on.

Feng Rao smoke through the bronze mirror looking at the back of a raised scars, biting a tooth, a pair of poisonous eyes staring at the bronze mirror, want to break the bronze mirror.

Her original white skin was beaten by fengqingyao into such a ferocious appearance of Shura ghost temple. Not to mention that Feng Tianchen didn't like it, even she felt sick when she saw it.

After nearly half a month's recuperation, her wound did not improve at all.

What is on the bed is Yuqing ointment sent by Feng Tianchen. Feng Rao Yan is relieved to think that he will care about himself. But for some reason, Yuqing ointment can't get rid of the scar on her back.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open by Ji Meiren.

See feng Rao smoke haven't sleep down, lightly sigh a, slowly walked to come over, "is the wound still painful, so anxious call me to come over?"

That riji beauty also suffered a lot of whips, and her body was weak. Rao Shi now had some difficulty in walking. Only when she saw Feng Rao Yan wanted to see herself, she reluctantly came over with the help of two servants.

Seeing that beauty Ji is coming, Feng Rao Yan puts on her clothes, sits on her bed and slowly says to her, "Niang, do you know what Feng Qing Yao is doing these daysSeeing that she asked fengqingyao, beauty Ji was on pins and needles at once. Now when she heard the name, she felt numb and raised her hand to press the raised temple, as if she didn't want to pay attention to it. "Isn't it that she was preparing for the sacrificial dance of the flower god ceremony? Why do you ask?"

"Niang, you really feel that she will be so quiet, we put in the eye liner report, but she has not been out of her Ling Wang Fu for six or seven consecutive days. To tell you the truth, today I sent Fengyu to sneak in to find out, but he was stopped by a secret guard. "

Liu Li Feng can't help but ask: "this words help Li Feng to sink a eyebrow, don't want to see if she is really a clear color?"

Seeing her asking, Feng Rao Yan nodded without hesitation, with a ferocious smile on the corner of her mouth. She looked very cold and said, "a woman who doesn't come home every night will make her unable to get up again. The key is Princess Ling."

Listen to Feng Rao smoke so resolute say, Ji beauty face show worried color, one hand hold Feng Rao smoke's hand, low browed, voice dissuade way: "listen to your father's words, this period of time convergence some temperament, Feng Qing Yao she now different in the past, the value of several times, not you and I can handle."

A shake off the hand of beauty Ji, Feng Rao smoke eyes full of contempt.