The Reborn Wife Returns

Chapter 340 The entanglement on the Sansheng Stone, a thousand years at a glance (2)
At first, she was a little hesitant, but when she thought of the Phoenix Terrace, where she had been looking forward to for a long time, and could see the entire Dayue Imperial Capital, she couldn't help but go to the appointment.

As soon as he left the mansion, Feng Ming was dressed in a red brocade robe, standing beside the carriage splendidly.As soon as he saw her coming out, he went up to meet her, and handed her his clean palm: "Now you are pregnant, a little better, and in a few months, you will be tired."

Shen Qinglan was a little surprised that he would know this.Immediately, as if thinking of something, he suppressed the surprise in his eyes and avoided his outstretched hand.Cleverly put it on Hongyu's arm, and smiled nonchalantly: "No matter how tired you are, it's only been a few months, why do you have so much free time today? Is Princess Anping better?"

"En." Feng Ming seemed unwilling to mention Anping more, and his interest faded.

Shen Qinglan also tactfully did not mention it, the two got into the carriage, Feng Ming sat beside her, took off the velvet hat on her head, put it on her fingers and twirled it, and said with a smile: "You wear this velvet hat, when you are sleepy, , When you are comfortable, when you are confused, you squint your eyes slightly, just like a cat."

Shen Qinglan took back the hat from his hand, put it on Feng Ming's head, smiled and rolled her eyes: "You are like a cunning red fox."

Feng Ming was stunned for a moment, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and he said half-truthfully, "That's not enough! If it's a cunning fox, why didn't it trick you?"

In an instant, the harmonious atmosphere just now changed.Shen Qinglan took back the hat on his head, folded it and put it on the small table.

She trembled her eyelashes, opened her eyes and looked at Hongyu, who was looking at her nose and heart. She frowned lightly and said, "Give me a plum."

Hongyu knew it was motion sickness, so she hurriedly unwrapped the small bag she carried with her.Feng Ming considerately brought out a plate of red bayberries from the small cabinet in the carriage, covered with a layer of honey, the sweet and sour aroma lured Shen Qinglan's appetite.

The sharp-eyed saw a jar of sealed plums in the cabinet.

"That's not for you." Feng Ming closed the cabinet door, took the wood, and carved it in his hand.

Shen Qinglan glanced at it, it seemed that the engraving was a child, and she didn't care.After eating a few plums and rinsing his mouth, he fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already an hour later, he opened his dazed eyes, met a pair of deep pupils, and was slightly taken aback.There were emotions in it that she couldn't understand, and she was afraid to explore it.Rubbing between his brows, he said, "Are you there?"

Feng Ming withdrew his gaze and got out of the carriage.Opening the curtain, he handed her his hand and said, "Hongyu goes up to tidy up first."

Shen Qinglan lowered her eyes, hesitated for a while, looked at the carriage without a wooden ladder, and put her hand in his palm.A piece of cold touch was withdrawn reflexively, but the next moment, it was held tightly and remained motionless.

Feng Ming held her palm, feeling the soft touch, he squeezed her hand tightly, his heart was boiling, as if he was holding his happiness in this life, he wanted to hold her hand and go on forever.

Shen Qinglan's face was calm and calm, she stepped out of the carriage and let go of his hand.Looking at the towering Phoenix Terrace, he said indifferently, "The top of the tower?"

Feng Ming nodded, looking at the empty palm, it seemed that her warmth still remained on it, her fingers curled up, as if she wanted to keep this lingering warmth.

"I'll carry you up." Before Shen Qinglan could refuse, she put her arms around her waist.The toes are a little bit, and the sleeves are flying.Shen Qinglan tightly grasped his skirt, closed her eyes, felt the cold wind blowing wantonly on her cheeks, and her feet flew into the air, rising continuously.Suddenly, the toes landed on the ground, Shen Qinglan stood on the ground, Feng Ming withdrew his hands, his legs went limp, and almost fell to the ground.

Feng Ming stretched out his hand to pull her up, watched her face turn pale, took the prepared hot towel, and wiped her cheeks.There was pity and self-blame in his eyes: "It will be fine after a short rest."

Shen Qinglan rubbed her stomach, half-opened her eyes, and glanced around.There is a hazy mist in front of it, as if standing on the jade tower, looking down at all living beings.The entire imperial capital is as insignificant as an ant that can be trampled on with one foot.

The fear just now gradually dissipated, and my thoughts were separated by the beautiful scenery.Standing on the highest pavilion, I suddenly felt that the air was fresher than the one below. I took a deep breath and looked at Feng Ming with a smile: "I have always wanted to come here, thank you today."

Fengming's jade-colored and alluring face showed a smile, and the cinnabar between his brows became alive, three points more red, and even more coquettish.

There is a beautiful legend about Phoenix Terrace, if you climb onto the pavilion with your loved one, you will be able to stay together for a lifetime.Now, he just came here to realize one of his dreams.Looking at the Sansheng Stone in the pavilion, I engraved the love of the unicorn in this life, although I can't stay together.But he loved it, and he has no regrets.

Shen Qinglan saw that Feng Ming suddenly became quiet, her eyes turned slightly, she looked at him, followed his gaze, and looked at a piece of jade written with 'Three Lives Stone', and moved over uncontrollably.

He didn't see the moon-white figure standing behind her.

Squatting on the edge of the stone, reaching out to touch it, it was actually warm.Suddenly, she saw a few familiar words, touched them with her fingers, and the words Qi Jingfeng were engraved on them.There seemed to be lava boiling in my heart, gushing out.In the blink of an eye, she understood another legend about the Phoenix Terrace, and her face changed slightly.Huo Ran stood up and turned to leave.

"Do you dare to carve your name on this stone?" Feng Ming's voice was hoarse, watching her fingers brush over his name, only the three words 'Qi Jingfeng' could fit in his eyes!
He came up yesterday and saw that Qi Jingfeng's name was engraved on the stone, but not hers.Knowing that Qi Jingfeng was going to bring her to the Phoenix Terrace, he carved his name on the side by accident. If Shen Qinglan carved his name, the entanglement would not be broken in this life.

Shen Qinglan suddenly stopped and turned to look at Fengming.He definitely knew it a long time ago. When she was a child, she heard her mother say: The Phoenix Terrace in the Imperial Capital is the most beautiful. If you climb up the pavilion, the wish you made sincerely will come true. When she climbs the Phoenix Terrace today, she came to make three promises. desire.Another legend, the mother didn't tell her, but she smiled very gently and quietly, and said: My Lan'er, someone will definitely bring you to the Phoenix Terrace.

But looking back now, it's a bit ridiculous.Someone brought her here, but it wasn't her heart.

"My marriage with him was predestined in the previous life. It can't be proved by a few carvings, and there is no need to prove it. Feng Ming, I don't love you, but I don't want to hurt you, so let it go, and I have the right to let you go." Myself." Shen Qinglan said calmly and ethereally: "Feng Ming, I am afraid of pain. The pain of bone removal is not something I can bear."

Feng Ming clenched his fists tightly, and then understood the meaning of her words.She and Qi Jingfeng have long been deeply in love, if they want to separate her and Qi Jingfeng in this life, it will be a painful pain.

The heavy snow stopped, and Bao'er was so overwhelmed that grass grew in his heart.Wanting to go out, he looked at the great god blocking the door with a sleepy expression.

Picking off a budding flower bud on the window sill, playing with it in the palm of his hand, he squinted at the expressionless frozen man, and muttered: "The ink is clear and the ink is clear." What a weird name, ink can wash Clear?So, this person was full of black water and had nowhere to release it, so he came to blackmail her!
(End of this chapter)