All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the room was a little embarrassed. Only the peony flowers, who did not know the truth, frowned and asked, "which King of Chu? Who is the most powerful in Chaozhong? Isn't the king's gift already given in Beijing? Why did it come all the way? Or to... "
She suddenly stopped and looked at the expression on his face. He Lianzheng turned to open his face and said simply, "Zhiwei, take good care of the wood map." As he strode out, he heard him say in a loud voice: "come, send Dama Buddha to rest." Then he said, "the gift is sent directly to the imperial concubine in the back hall."
Peony flowers listen, with fengzhiwei can hear the whisper "self talk", "my family jigouer, measurement is really good..."
Feng Zhi smiles and says, "chamutu, I've taken away peony flowers. It's not like I said you. Since you believe in Dharma living Buddha, don't give birth to so many."
"You think I want to." Peony flower attention was diverted, neck a stem way, "I married him for 25 years, add up to have no more than eight! Huzhuo Bu likes to have many children. Kuku wants many children. I dare not tell him that he secretly found contraceptive soup in the Central Plains. He thought I didn't want to give birth, so he poured it out or changed my medicine every other time. That's how to prevent leakage. The medicine soup itself is not very smart. So, one comes out every three to five. "
"Lao Wang didn't know it was you..."
"I only told him the first half of the prophecy of the living Dharma Buddha. He thought it was zhadarank who died." Liu Mudan's voice dropped, "I don't want him to be angry, but I don't want to make him sad..."
So he kept hiding from him until he died, bearing all the pain brought about by that prophecy?
Feng Zhiwei looks at Liu Mudan, a little confused. How can there be such a woman who dotes on her husband? Suddenly, he was stunned. He felt that Kuku Lao Wang was really blessed.
"You can go now. Don't ramble about here." Peony flowers instead urged her, "I don't talk to people who are not in a state of mind."
Feng Zhiwei smiles awkwardly and goes out of the door. She gives the picture to the lady in the king's court and urges Gu Nan Yi to go to sleep. Gu Nan Yi looks at her for a long time and says, "don't cry."
Feng know micro silent, reluctantly smile way: "good end of cry what?"
"In your heart." Gu Nan Yi points to her heart.
Fengzhi micro silent stand in the dark, the grassland cold wind blowing over, but the flower fragrance is still soft, mixed with the opposite man Qingxing clean breath, there is a kind of warm ironing.
For a while she gave a soft smile.
Gu Nan Yi suddenly reached out and stroked her hair. The action was a little stiff and took her over and patted her on the back twice.
gesture, as like as two peas know sleeping.
Feng Zhiwei was in his arms and wanted to laugh, but suddenly he felt a sour nose. This was the first time he and she embraced each other. It had nothing to do with Fengyue, only care and care It's good that he finally understood.
What in the air in the quiet flow, gentle as a serenade.
After a long time, Feng Zhiwei pushed Gu Nan Yi aside, looked up at his delicate chin, and said in a soft voice: "Nan Yi, don't worry. It doesn't matter if you cry. Everyone will cry. As long as you remember that you will laugh again after crying, it doesn't matter."
Gu Nan Yi Ding looked at her and suddenly said, "if I cry for anyone one day, I will never smile again."
Finish not wait for Feng Zhiwei to answer, turn around to enter the door, the door clatters to close, the sound is subtle, but the Feng Zhiwei is shocked.
Unknowingly, Gu Nan Yi seems to have gradually opened up his world. This is the first time that she heard him say such a complete and clear speech and fully express her own thoughts.
The meaning of it, however, shocked her.
She stepped back two steps in silence, staring at Gu Nan Yi's closed door, and sighed for a long time, scattered in the quiet spring night on the grassland.
It is seven steps from the front porch to the front porch, and seven steps from the front porch to the front porch.
Feng Zhiwei measured the distance in front of her door more than ten times with her own steps.
It's quiet on all sides. Unlike the big families in the Central Plains, there are people waiting for you around you all the time. This quiet usually looks very good, but it's not so used to it at the moment.
Moonlight rose to the atrium, Feng Zhiwei looked up at the sky, but with a sigh, she opened the door.
A very special style gift basket is quietly placed in the middle of the room. It is white in the moon, with light gold and black edges. This kind of basket reminds people of a person at a glance.
Feng Zhiwei stood by the door, silent for a long time, and finally walked slowly past, not to open, but first picked up the basket.
A hug did not move, she was surprised to look down, only to find that the basket was actually stuck to the ground.
She raised her eyebrows - she asked Chunyu to stick the basket to the ground? Stick to the ground and I can't throw it?
With a little effort, the basket rose from the ground, but dropped a letter with a sound.
It's not a letter. It's a piece of hard paper at the bottom of the basket. It's just a few words.
"Feng Hao's birthday is written in eight characters. If you want to know the secret, please enlighten."Feng Zhiwei stares at the paper, frowns and looks helpless.
Ningyi that person, the mind is really meticulous, ordinary people difficult to reach, can always find your seven inch, a grip not let you escape.
If she did not want to open the gift at all, she would throw it away, so she stuck to the basket and figured out that she would pull out the basket by force. Therefore, this mechanism was set up to make sure that when she saw this sentence, she would have to open the basket anyway.
Fengzhiwei crumples the paper paper to untie the outer cover of the basket. There is a small knot on the top. According to the imperial custom, there are some small things here, such as Jinling and jade buttons. However, the shape of this gadget is so peculiar that it makes fengzhiwei's eyes jump.
A little gold broom.
The broom is exquisite and exquisite. It is the kind of long handle broom used to sweep snow. Even the bamboo knots on the handle end and the bamboo silk on the broom part are made clearly.
Broom.
Autumn House ice lake first saw, she dragged a big broom to sweep snow, and with this broom, sent his five auntie in private contact to the ghost gate.
Feng Zhi gently touched the broom with her finger If you didn't have the heart to kill, didn't you kill your aunt, wouldn't you have met him? Can't meet him, won't there be all kinds of Prajna after this?
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