Chapter 168

He has a lot to do with the task of flower god ceremony.

And Lu Zhimin likes Li Qiushui, Li Qiushui also likes Lu Zhimin.

Who knows who doesn't.

After saving Lu Zhimin that time, he listened to Xia Zhu, the gossip ghost, about Lu Zhimin.

He also said that he had a relationship with Li Qiushui, the newly appointed Shaoqing of Honglu temple, and Li Qiushui was a good friend of Feng Xuanyi. Feng Qingyao always kept this in mind.

Now see two people so intimate appearance, Xia Zhu those words, she also believed.

After all, I'm sorry for Lu Zhimin in my previous life. Now, seeing her find her lover, fengqingyao is not so happy.

However, before has been trapped in the heart of the problem, she did not solve, why Lu Zhimin this damn, but still alive?

Is it because of their rebirth, before the world's own disappeared???

……

"What are you thinking, sister?"

Lu Zhimin's voice broke Feng Qingyao's thinking, and Feng Qingyao quickly recovered.

"No It's nothing. "

"Princess, the sedan chair has been successfully made. The gossamer is made of the best cloth in Lu's house. The style of the sedan chair is also thought out by Miss Lu. You can go to see me tomorrow."

Li Qiushui is proud to talk about Lu Zhimin's contribution. She looks at Lu Zhimin with tender eyes, which makes Feng Qingyao redundant. She coughs twice and agrees to his invitation.

Looking at the two figures slowly coming behind him, Feng Qingyao's eyes were slightly dark, and he casually found a reason to leave in front of him.

When Feng Xuan came, he saw her leaving behind.

Ouyang snow with a smile, and he walked all the way, listening to the blessing all the way, how can not be happy.

"Qiushui, long time no see. You seem to be much taller." Ouyang Xue and Li Qiushui are also classmates. Seeing that he is so tall now, they give out a hearty laugh.

You know, when he was a classmate, he was not as tall as Ouyang Xue.

When he met his old friend, Li Qiushui also chuckled twice, only considering that there was Lu Zhimin beside him, and thinking of his father's marriage trick, the smile was alienated, so he bowed his hand and said, "Miss Ouyang has been joking. I haven't seen you for several years, and you are more and more beautiful."

Li Qiushui looks at Feng Xuanyi, who is silent. He only feels that there is a cold air around him, but Ouyang Xue doesn't know. He just tells him the strange stories of eight years.

No matter how slow the brain circuit is, Li Qiushui finally reacts. Why is Feng Qingyao unhappy.

"Qiushui, don't you often tell me that you miss the scene when you were studying in Guozijian at that time? Today, it's hard to meet your old friends and have a good talk."

Just as he was gloating, he suddenly heard Feng Xuan's voice ring. Looking back at his gloomy face, Li Qiushui swallowed his saliva.

"I didn't..." Looking at Lu Zhimin, Li Qiushui just wanted to explain, but he saw a few chills burst out from Feng Xuan's Fengmu. He finally changed his tongue and said to Ouyang Xue, "yes, it's really beautiful to recall the time. Can miss Ouyang recall it with me?"

After eight years of thinking about Feng Xuanyi, Ouyang Xue naturally didn't want to pay attention to him, but he was invited by a good friend and couldn't refuse, so she nodded and agreed.

It has to be said that the courtyard of Weizhen Hou's family is surprisingly large. Fengqingyao has been walking in one direction, but has not come to the end.

Turning east and West, I walked into a deserted pear forest.

The forest is not big. It should be built in whose yard. The vast expanse blows a faint fragrance.

White pear fragrance, but no match for the breeze, was so a blow, the fall of a piece.

"I didn't expect there would be so many pear flowers here. The princess loves to drink. Why don't you pick some pear flowers to make wine?" Looking at a pear blossom in front of her, and in order to ease Feng Qingyao's sad mood, Xia Zhu's eyes brightened and proposed.

Those bad things always stay in my mind. Fengqingyao really has no idea of making wine. She just wants to find something for herself. She nods and starts picking fresh pear flowers.

"Has no one ever told you that it's against the law to break into a house and take things from the owner's house without permission?" A low voice sounded from the top of her head, which made Feng Qingyao move.

Looking up, fengqingyao saw that there was a young man in white on the pear tree.

The young man was holding a pot of wine, and his voice was full of ruffian Qi. His eyes were staring at her as a flower gatherer.

Before she could explain, the young master in white was a little lighter. Fengqingyao only felt that there was a gust of wind in her ears. When she opened her eyes again, the young master in white had settled down in front of her eyes.

The clothes are flying with the wind, and the long peach blossom eyes are a little angry. The face is very beautiful. He looks down at fengqingyao and the pear flower in her hand.

He suddenly bent over, slender hand hook in her smooth chin, eyes a squint, voice frivolous way: "picked my son's flower, how do you want to compensate."What he said was a strong smell of wine. The man's action was so frivolous, but there was a smile in his eyes. Fengqingyao raised her eyes to his four eyes and saw the laxity in his eyes. Then she realized that the man in front of her was drunk.

Xia Zhugang wanted to reprimand him for his impoliteness, but he was beaten by someone who shot a stone straight at his hand hooked on fengqingyao's chin.

Although the man is drunk, the reaction ability is very strong.

Seeing something coming, he released fengqingyao and beat the stone away.

When this accident happened, Feng Qing Yao looked behind him and it was Feng Xuan who came.

Feng Xuan also quickly steps forward and protects Feng Qingyao behind her. Seeing that she still doesn't want to pay attention to herself, she looks at the man in front of her and sighs, with some resentment in her eyes. "Jing, after so many years, your drinking capacity is still so unbearable."

Seeing that he knew the man, Feng Qingyao's eyes were shocked and returned to normal. Just now the man called himself the son of the world. She had already guessed his identity. It was Ouyang Jing, Ouyang Xue's brother and the legitimate son of Weizhen marquis.

Ouyang Jing was holding a pot of wine in his hand. He raised his eyes to see the speaker. He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and patted him on the shoulder. He burst out laughing, "Xuanyi, long time no see."

"Yes, if I come a little later, I'm afraid I won't be your friend in the future."

Obviously, Feng Xuan is also a man who loves to keep a grudge. The thought of Ouyang Jing getting drunk and teasing Fengqing Yao just now makes him feel bad.

The drunken Ouyang Jing frowned and couldn't understand what he meant. He asked suspiciously, "what's the matter with you, Xuanyi? What's wrong with me?"