Chapter 160

Pang Yong, who was born to the former Emperor and was also the former Emperor's Taifu until five years ago, was one of the most talked about people in the capital.

But I don't know why, five years ago, when he was in his prime, he suddenly asked to leave Beijing. Overnight, the huge family seemed to be uprooted, disappeared, and gradually faded out of people's eyes.

But fengqingyao didn't expect that Mr. Pang, who lived in seclusion here, was the same person as the hot Pang Yong.

The three words "Yong Feng" flashed through her mind, and fengqingyao was shocked.

She remembers that the store owner said that the name of Yongfeng was not changed. It was who changed it. Fengqing Yao was very clear. She must be a colorful lotus person.

Liu Yong, long Ming Pang Yong

The picture of the woman on the screen gradually became clear in front of fengqingyao's mind. The woman's face was the same as that of Princess Changming when she was young.

And Princess Changming is also the sister of the former Emperor, who married a long time ago.

Mr. Pang lives in such a mind.

As the cool wind blows and the fragrance of peach blossoms blows all over the courtyard, fengqingyao's mind drifts away. She suddenly remembers the sad appearance of Changming on the carriage that day. She suddenly understands that Pang Yong is the one who made her lose her manners in Dali temple.

The two of them, known as masters and apprentices, had other thoughts.

Seeing her like this, Feng Xuanyi's eyes were slightly heavy, and he coughed softly, trying to pull back her thoughts. "You also thought of something. That day, you asked me why Mr. Pang was angry with me, because I said that the woman on the screen was like the Lord of Changming before she got married."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyao gave a bitter smile.

Yes, the woman's face on the screen can be distinguished by a few careful eyes. The reason why she didn't see it was because she was worried about Feng Xuanyi's body that day. She just glanced at it in a hurry and didn't study it deeply.

Princess pinru also learned from Princess Changming in wine making. I can't complain that Mr. Pang would like it so much.

"If you really like it, why don't you tell me? I watched Princess Changming marry a heartless man. From then on, he lived far away from the South China Sea, separated from the north and the south, and never saw him again? "

Thinking of the sad appearance of Princess Changming before, fengqingyao's voice is unavoidably louder. No wonder he especially likes to drink the peach blossom wine. It turns out that the drunk's intention is not wine, just because the wine is made by Changming.

"There are too many disappointments in the world. Qing Yao has some emotions that can't be had." Feng Xuan's voice is low.

It's really not appropriate to have such feelings between teachers and apprentices, but if everything is in accordance with those dead rules, who can get what benefits.

A sound of walking outside interrupted Feng Qingyao's thoughts. She looked up and saw that it was a little servant girl. The servant girl bowed slightly to her and said, "Miss, my husband, please go to the attic and get back the colorful lotus."

Listen to her want to see Pang Yong, Feng Qing Yao eyes color a sink, slightly droop eyes cover just excited, nodded.

Feng Xuan also stood behind her. Seeing that she was in a difficult mood, he attached his hand to her shoulder. "Otherwise, I'll go for you."

"You should have a good rest and start tomorrow. It's hard to avoid that the wound will recover slowly. It's just taking back the colorful lotus. I won't make trouble. "

With a light smile, she refuses Feng Xuanyi. Feng Qingyao's eyes have returned to their normal appearance. She goes to Pang Yong's attic with the maid.

At that time, it was noon, and the sun was shining through the dense peach blossoms, casting mottled shadows.

Step by step toward the attic, fengqingyao heart is churning with waves.

Just know so many things, really let her some indigestion.

Every time I see Princess Changming, I feel it's no wonder.

She never thought that the person in Changming's heart would be her teacher Pang Yong. This kind of relationship is hard to talk about.

Although I didn't say much to Changming, I met her once at the Fengtian birthday party. Her face was full of sadness.

It's just that Mr. Pang didn't have Changming in his heart. However, fengqingyao can naturally see that Pang Yong has Changming in his heart, and even has done a lot for Changming.

But even so, why did the two of them live in the south of the sky and the north of the earth? Was it just because they were disrespectful?

This is the third time that fengqingyao has come to the attic. Pang Yong is sitting on the chair beside him, closing his eyes and waiting for her to enter.

The purpose of entering is the conspicuous screen in front of the hall. Fengqingyao tries to shift her eyes and try to forget the absurd things in her mind. The more restrained she is, the more unsatisfactory she is.

"The colorful lotus is on the table. Take it back and keep it. It's delicate." When he heard that fengqingyao was coming, Pang Yong opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the box on the table and motioned her to take it.

Feng Qingyao nodded and walked towards the inside. She picked up the box and carefully put it in her hand. She looked at the box and hesitated for a while. She still said, "Sir, why did you prepare this flower?"She didn't believe that Pang Yong had nothing to do but raise a flower at will. Wanniang told her that the colorful lotus was planted here by Pang Yong more than ten years ago.

Smell speech, Pang Yong deep in the eyes of a touch of pain, but in a moment, and recovered without a trace, "I don't like people who know."

This sentence is to admit her conjecture.

Fengqingyao slowly put down the box in her hand and looked at the screen along Pang Yong's line of sight. Her apricot eyes drooped slightly and sighed: "Sir, you like Princess Changming. This flower is planted for her. The screen is also her. She likes peach blossom. Even your favorite peach blossom is also her favorite wine."

To the point, Feng Qingyao said lightly, without giving him the chance to deny, looking around the hall. Everything here is closely related to Changming.

Pang Yong clasped his hands tightly on the armrest of the chair. His bones were white, his face was a little black, and his Phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. He kept a secret. He most taboo someone to pry into his mind.

"Princess Changming has a high reputation. You are not a little girl to slander." The voice was cold, and Pang Yong's eyes were angry. He said to her in a cold voice.

Feng Qingyao was not afraid. Her eyes were shining. She looked directly into his eyes and said, "is it so difficult to admit that you like her?"

That pair of shining eyes and his four eyes, Pang Yong heart surprised, seems to have some kind of emotion, her bright eyes, just like a very young princess Changming.

After a while, there was a gust of wind blowing in the hall, which made their clothes sound like hunting.