Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 101 I'm Your Aunt
Going around, the person who lived in Lanxin Courtyard 17 years ago turned out to be the previous owner of Fenglou, and he had passed away long ago. Shi Xuanling didn't know how to pursue it for a while. The person who planted flowers was gone, so what should she do? How about finding your way home again?
Unexpectedly, Feng Shuxing shook his head and smiled indifferently: "Not necessarily. To be precise, the flower garden exists because of two people."

He raised his hand and signaled Shi Xuanling to look back, "Where my uncle is sitting, there is a hidden compartment on the right hand side. You can take out the contents and look through them, and you will find the answer you want."

Shi Xuanling held her breath, and immediately followed Feng Shuxing's instructions, and carefully took out the thing from the hidden compartment——

It was actually a well-preserved handwritten book, and there were two lines of poems on the cover. The handwriting was clear and elegant, exactly the same as Feng Shaorong's aura that was sealed in ice. Seeing the words was like seeing a person. This handwritten book should be written by him. hand.

"There is love and infatuation in life, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon."

Shi Xuanling subconsciously recited the poem softly, and sure enough, Feng Shuxing in the wheelchair also sighed: "This notebook was written by my uncle himself before he was alive, and it can be regarded as a memoir. Some things that I wish to forget also hide the deepest feelings in his heart..."

"Before he died, he asked me to send this letter to Mrs. Wan after he passed away, but she refused to accept it. Every time, she returned the letter intact. return……"

Those feelings hidden between the lines and never spoken, are frozen in the dark room year after year like this, unable to convey to the heart of the person who wants to convey.

"You are Mrs. Wan's apprentice. When I came back from rescuing you this time, I saw that you were still wearing a magic bow with the word 'splashing star' engraved on it. Was it Mrs. Wan who passed it on to you?"

Feng Shuxing asked suddenly, Shi Xuanling was slightly startled: "How do you know..."

"There should be a pair of divine bows, right? Mrs. Wan used the Moon Bow and passed it on to you with the Splashing Star Bow. She even taught you the magic of the divine archery. You may not know what this means, but But I know that you are the best person who can get close to Mrs. Wan and convey my uncle's heart."

Feng Shuxing spoke lightly to himself, and didn't explain too much to Shi Xuanling, but just stared at her who was getting more and more surprised, and sighed and murmured: "Since Mrs. Wan doesn't want to accept this manuscript, I'll leave it to you to read it." Read it again, and convey it on your behalf?"

"This is another way to fulfill my uncle's last wish, so you can find the answer, and my uncle can be relieved of his obsession, how about it?"

No one understands Feng Shaorong's thoughts better than Feng Shuxing, his father died young, he was brought up by his uncle, even his uncle gave him his name——

Feng Shuxing.

Even though he was born with leg problems and has to sit in a wheelchair all his life, he is not pitiful, nor is he disabled. He just has a more special way of walking than others. The wheelchair is his legs, and he also has A mind that is more intelligent than ordinary people can read thousands of volumes, touch the astrolabe, and roam freely in all directions. The road is not under the feet, but in the heart.

The phoenix soars in nine heavens, no one can trap him, he will not be shackled in the body, he is still the most free breeze on the sea.

Such a name entrusts Feng Shaorong's best wishes and expectations for his nephew, and the wheelchair Feng Shuxing sits in is also built and replaced by Feng Shaorong himself every year, using the best materials, The most exquisite mechanism is designed, which can replace Feng Shuxing's legs to the greatest extent, allowing him to come and go freely.

"After my uncle Yuyu passed away, no one made such an exquisite wheelchair for me. Fortunately, I have grown up, and I can do many things that I couldn't do before. I can take care of myself without my uncle. I can also survive well and take charge of this huge Fenglou."

"Uncle came to my dream, and I told him not to worry about me, but I knew that besides thinking about me, what he couldn't let go of the most was the person he never married... If you can Conveying my heart for my uncle, and getting rid of his lifelong regret, I can also have an explanation to my uncle, would you like to?"

The cold air in the ice room was lingering, Feng Shu stared fixedly at Shi Xuanling, she looked at the heavy notebook in her hand, and then at the countless lifelike jade carvings in the ice room, without any hesitation, she took a deep breath and nodded.

"I will go to see Master and pass on the contents of the letter to her, fulfilling Mr. Feng's last wish!"

Raising the plain hand slightly, the sound of the bell rang clearer and louder in the ice room, and when I opened the first page of the handbook, what came into my eyes was this passage——

On the day of Grain Rain, in Lanxin's small courtyard, we met under the umbrella for the first time, and got a glimpse.

Since then, there have been many demons, and I will never forget it.

It seems that a picture scroll is slowly unfolding, attracting people to hold an umbrella and step into the pattering spring rain.

The so-called one look at life is engraved in my heart. If Feng Shaorong hadn't stepped into the Lanxin courtyard 17 years ago, on the day of Guyu, and hadn't met that bright and moving red shadow, perhaps the subsequent stories would not have happened. He would not be in love with one person, he had never married in his life, and he passed away with regret.

"Awan, this is the head of Fenglou, Feng Shaorong. I specially invited him to tailor a wedding dress for you. His craftsmanship is unrivaled in the world. You will definitely like it. Wait until the day of our wedding." , you can wear the most beautiful wedding dress in the world and become the most beautiful bride on Yunzhou Island, do you think so?"

Under the rain curtain, Zhong Lixian stood on the long corridor, separated by a door, coaxing "A Wan" in the room with a gentle tone that Feng Shaorong had never heard before.

Feng Shaorong stood under the porch holding an umbrella, waiting quietly with calm eyes.

Fenglou's status on Yunzhou Island is outstanding. Even the owner of the island cannot easily order Feng's family to do things, let alone the owner of Fenglou on the ninth floor.

But Feng Shaorong and Zhong Lixian have some kind of friendship. I heard that he brought back a girl and wanted to marry her, so he couldn't help being soft-spoken. He went down to the ninth floor and agreed to come and make a body for that girl. Wedding dress.

It's a pity that the gentleman is affectionate, but the beauty has no intention.

The door was always tightly closed, no matter what Zhong Lixian said, the people in the room didn't respond, even Feng Shaorong who was waiting in the rain raised his eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little curious in his heart.

After all, guests have always begged for Fenglou, spending thousands of dollars in exchange for a wedding dress, and no one has ever dared to neglect Fenglou like this.

And Zhong Lixian on the long corridor also saw that he couldn't move the people in the room, his eyes froze, and he raised his hand to pour in his inner strength, and he opened the door with a palm.

"Ah Wan, stop making trouble, the master of Fenglou is still waiting for you in the rain!"

As soon as the words fell, the door opened wide, but a sharp long arrow was shot out between lightning and flint, Zhong Lixian dodged it, the long arrow flew into the rain, brushed Feng Shaorong's cheek, and buzzed nailed to the ground.

Such a fast arrow, such a neat technique, such a strong skill!

Before seeing the person, seeing the arrow first, Feng Shaorong received a big gift from her before he could clearly see the "bride" in the room.

Yes, the sharp arrow scratched his cheek, and he stood in the rain with a trace of blood oozing from his face, but he didn't care, just clenched the bamboo umbrella in his hand, and looked intently at the figure in the room— —

She was dressed in a golden feather coat, with the corners of her skirt fluttering, as she drew her bow and arrows, she seemed to be surrounded by a layer of light. Her icy muscles and bones were radiant, cold and beautiful, like a bright moon hanging from the sky, flawless. High and high, no matter how many ordinary people look up to them, they will not be able to ask for it, and they will not be able to desecrate even the slightest bit.

A glimpse into the soul, breathtaking.

No one has ever been able to wear gold so beautifully, it is really like the bright moon in the sky, shining like a dream.

Feng Shaorong just stood there blankly, as if he was frozen in the rain, all the hustle and bustle around him receded, and he could only pretend to be that immaculate, peerless figure in his eyes.

Until a bright and charming voice pulled him back, the girl glared at Zhong Lixian, even with a vicious expression, it was still so attractive.

"Zhong Lixian, you are so despicable, you have sealed my internal energy, how long do you want to keep me here under house arrest? Hurry up and help me untie it!"

It turned out that the arrow that was shot was already sealed with internal force. If she had done it with all her strength, he would have hurt more than one face. Is this girl's strength so unfathomable?

When Feng Shaorong was contemplating a lot in his mind, the golden feather coat in the room had already drawn the bow and arrow, and pointed the sharp arrow at him in the rain.

"Let him go, I don't want any bullshit wedding dress!"

Obviously being pointed at with a sharp long arrow, but Feng Shaorong didn't panic at all. Instead, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled warmly at the girl in the room in the rain:
"My name is Feng Shaorong, girl, what's your name?"

"None of your business, I'm your aunt, get lost!"

Seeing that another arrow was about to be shot in the room, Zhong Lixian hurriedly flicked his sleeves to block the cold light, and rushed into the room, the door was also slammed shut, and only one sentence came from inside:
"I would like to trouble Master Feng to wait for a while, my wife and I have a few words to say."

Surrounded by the sound of pattering rain, the coolness is refreshing, the world is so quiet, but there are fierce quarrels in the room, and all of them fall into Feng Shaorong's ears.

"Liar, you liar, I don't want to marry you, I would rather die than marry you, I hate this place, please let me go, I want to go home, you bastard, stay away from me! "

"Awan, Awan, don't be self-willed. What have I lied to you? You are the one who willingly followed me, and you yourself said that you want to spend this life hand in hand with me. Why did you change when you came back? What happened? Why did you suddenly change your temperament and deny it?"

"That's because I didn't know your real identity before! I didn't know that your family lived on Yunzhou Island, and I didn't even know that you were the owner of this island and belonged to Zhongli's family!"

The girl shouted hoarsely, and faint sobs came from the room: "Why did you lie to me, you are obviously not the apprentice of Hidden Sword Villa, and your name is Zhong Lixian, not Murongxian, why are you lying to me?!"

This must be the strangest business order Feng Shaorong has taken over, and also the strangest customer he has ever met.

The quarrel in the room was fruitless, the two broke up unhappy, Zhong Lixian left in anger, leaving behind Feng Shaorong, who might have to live in Lanxin Courtyard for a while, until the "bride" is willing to cooperate with him , Let him tailor it for her, and make that beautiful wedding dress that is unique in the world.

Zhong Lixian knew that Feng Shaorong had a good temper, could talk, was smart and thoughtful in his dealings with others, so he hoped that he could be a lobbyist in the middle while making the wedding dress, and persuade A Wan to change his mind. When he will marry A Wan.

On the second day, the rain broke and the sky was clear and the sky was clear. When Feng Shaorong was arranging the fabrics in the house, Zhong Lixian's fiery "bride" ran over.

She is still wearing a gorgeous golden feather coat, which is breathtakingly beautiful, but the words she speaks are cold and full of hatred.

"Don't make me a wedding dress, it's better to make me a mourning dress. After all, the day Zhong Lixian and I get married is the day he dies!"

(End of this chapter)