Bai Yueguang, who became regent after rebirth

Chapter 139 Accident
"Thank you third brother, I thought I was really going to die here today!"

Feng Xinlan patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

"What did you say!?"

Zhan Wenjiang frowned, his face full of disapproval, as if he couldn't hear the word "death" in her mouth.

"I know, I know."

Feng Xinlan stuck out her tongue mischievously, thinking that this place was a quiet place under the Buddha's feet.

"you……"

Zhan Wenjiang raised his face and was about to say something to her when he suddenly remembered what he heard at the back door of Feng's residence a few days ago.

He's just an older brother, and he's still an unpopular adopted son...

"Third brother, why are you here?"

Feng Xinlan didn't see the struggle in his eyes, and looked at him curiously, "Are you here to worship the Bodhisattva?"

"Um."

I'm here to see you.

Zhan Wenjiang didn't say what he was hiding behind. If he could tell Feng Xinlan openly a few days ago that he came to see her, and he still had some expectations, but now... I'm afraid it would only increase the misunderstanding .

"That's such a coincidence! Third brother, let's go together?!"

Feng Xinlan said happily.

"it is good."

Zhan Wenjiang heard himself answer like this.

He knew that the best way to deal with it was to refuse, but when he saw Feng Xinlan's hopeful eyes and expectant expression, he couldn't help it.

Feng Xinlan cheered immediately, and rushed over to hug his arm. When Zhan Wenjiang realized it, he had already subconsciously hugged her.

"Third brother, I just found a very beautiful flower on the road!"

"is it?"

……

Feng Xinlan had even walked halfway up the mountain, let alone Feng Suilan, who had not had breakfast and was pale. She walked behind slowly, her steps were weak, her face was a little sickly flushed, and her lips were pale.

"Second Miss, can you rest for a while?"

The maid helped her to sit down in the pavilion beside the path.

"Second miss..."

The maid took out the kettle but was knocked to the ground by Feng Suilan's palm.

"Pa-ta~~"

The kettle shattered, splashing water everywhere.

"Get out, get out of here."

Feng Suilan roared, the expression on his face twisted ferociously, as if he was suppressing something, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Second Miss"

The maid was taken aback, packed up the things on the ground and left the pavilion in a panic.

Feng Suilan was venting there, her cheeks were flushed from the strenuous exercise, which actually added to her charm.

At some point, Feng Suilan couldn't help shivering when a gust of cool wind blew.

"Miss Feng, what a coincidence."

A warm voice sounded from behind, and Feng Suilan couldn't help being startled when she heard the sound.

I saw a handsome young man in blue clothes standing not far away, walking towards him with a smile.

This young man was probably about the same age as her, but the aristocratic temperament exuded from him was much stronger than hers, and one could tell that his status was extraordinary as soon as he saw him.

Although his appearance is not as good as Song Tiexin's, he can be regarded as handsome and extraordinary. In addition to his temperament, he looks even more out of the ordinary.

"Could it be that the young master has admitted the wrong person?"

Feng Suilan frowned slightly, confirming that she had never seen this man before, so she could only ask tentatively.

"My surname is Ping."

The smile on the corner of Pingyang King's mouth did not diminish, and he spoke slowly.

"So it's Pingyang..."

Feng Suilan's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly performed a standard etiquette, but was stopped by a pair of warm hands when her knees were half bent down.

"Shh, I ran out here secretly, and I have to ask Miss Feng to cover it up for me."

With some warm breath sprayed on Feng Suilan's ears, the voice was deep and pleasant, like a stream in spring, making people want to sink down.

"Don't worry, son..."

Feng Suilan blushed, she lowered her head and dared not look into his eyes.

But the heart was beating extremely fast, and a strange yet familiar throb came to my heart from the bottom of my heart.

Her mind also went blank for a moment, and a voice in her heart shouted: This is her last chance, she must seize this man!
"Then Miss Lao Feng took me for a walk. It's my first time here, and I'm really lost."

King Pingyang smiled wryly and said helplessly.

"Yes, my lord, please follow me."

Feng Suilan quickly agreed, and then led the way ahead, but when she stood up, she shook.

King Pingyang quickly reached out to support her, and took her into his arms.

"Be careful!"

He exhorted softly, with an elegant voice, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Thank you son."

Feng Suilan's cheeks were flushed, and her voice became a little weaker. She lowered her head and whispered, her eyes rolling.

"Why is it so light?"

King Pingyang frowned and said, the worry in his eyes made Feng Suilan's heart beat again and again.

Feng Suilan walked out of his arms shyly, and explained to him the customs of Feng's family and Feng Xinlan's specialness in a soft voice, so as to set off the unfair treatment she received in Feng's residence.

"absurd!"

Sure enough, King Pingyang said with a face of disapproval, and waved his big hand to signal the attendants to bring some pastries.

King Pingyang signaled Feng Suilan to sit down, "So what if you don't abide by such rules, can you still control this king's place?"

Feng Suilan was overwhelmed by his aura, and obediently sat aside, not daring to speak anymore.

"Mr. Ping, you are involved in important matters these days. Sui Lan wanted to take care of your injury. Sui Lan knew that she was of low status and was an unfavored concubine, so she didn't dare to disturb her... "

Putting down the pastry in her hand, Feng Suilan gave a wry smile, lowered her head and said, her tone was a bit sad, which made people feel pity and pity, and wished to comfort her immediately.

"Miss Feng, I was negligent, and actually provoked..."

King Pingyang froze for a moment. From his perspective, he could only see Feng Suilan's head hanging down, her jet-black hair falling on her shoulders, and her trembling eyelashes, all of which seemed to indicate her uneasiness.

"Young Master Ping heard the rumors outside, so..."

Feng Suilan bit her lower lip lightly, tears gleaming in her eyes.

Her lovely and pitiful appearance was just in line with King Pingyang's wishes.

"Don't worry, Ms. Feng, those are all nonsense, I promise that these rumors will be dispelled within two days."

"Thank you sir."

Then the two walked side by side on the way up the mountain, Feng Suilan seemed hesitant to speak, sometimes sneaking glances at King Pingyang, sometimes lowering his eyes in silence.

King Pingyang naturally noticed her gaze, and the desire that grew like a flame in his heart made him feel very happy. He picked up the fan and slightly covered the corners of his upturned mouth. Realizing that he couldn't go on like this, he decisively called for his attendants and ordered him to prepare two seats. The sedan chair carried the two of them up.

"Sir, this..."

"Don't worry, I'm here."

These words soothed Feng Suilan's worried heart very well. She sat in the sedan chair with flushed cheeks and shyly, and because of this, she missed the bloodthirsty smile on the corner of King Pingyang's mouth.

(End of this chapter)