Phoenix Fight: The First Concubine

Chapter 4 The Beauty Is Not Yesterday
Murong Duan's expression was neither cold nor indifferent, "Feng Yu, are you going to Xiangguo Temple?"

"My nephew came to visit the third girl. I was rude the day before yesterday, and I felt ashamed. I came here to make amends." As he spoke, he turned to Murong Wei in the car, with a sincere look in his eyes: "Third sister, please don't blame me for being abrupt. , specially prepared some small gifts, and asked my sister to forgive me."

That expression can be as sincere as it needs to be, and Murong Wei sighed a little, this person is really a master of acting.

If she was the former Murong Wei, she would really be fascinated by him. This man can indeed drive thousands of girls crazy, no wonder people call him the number one son of the capital.

It's just that there was no sincerity in his eyes, she could see the coldness and disgust under the other's smile.She has seen many people like this before, although they are always smiling, gentle and refined, in fact, they never put anyone in their eyes.

Murong Wei glanced at her father and saw that he seemed to want to see what she would say, so she smiled slightly with a blank look in her eyes: "How is Feng Shaoan? I don't know why you want to apologize to me, even though I accidentally fell into the water and lived in Xiangguo Temple recuperates from illness and doesn't know much about the outside world, so I've been feeling a little groggy all day, but I don't know why Feng Shao is doing this?"

What she said stunned the group of people.

Feng Yu's expression finally changed, he didn't want to come today, but his father said that making a fuss over this matter would make his future father-in-law look bad, and the two families would inevitably have a rift, so he had to come.

He had always hated those women who pestered her the most, and he never thought that Murong Wei would commit suicide by diving that day, causing a disturbance all over the city.

Only now did he take a serious look at Murong Wei, but found that the woman in front of him seemed to be a different person. He felt for a moment that he had admitted the wrong person?

The woman in front of her looked indifferently, her eyes were clear and cold, like a deep pool, if she looked at her, she would be sucked into the deep pool unconsciously, as if she had been completely seen through.The corners of her mouth were full of sarcasm and playfulness, that look, that confident and leisurely calm attitude, as if everything in front of her had a small taste like dust.

Moreover, her words seemed to completely deny what happened that day, only saying that she fell into the water by mistake, and turned all the rumors outside into rumors.

His eyes moved slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Could it be that the third sister forgot? At that time, I blamed me for not taking good care of the third sister, which made you fall into the water. Naturally, I should apologize for my ineffective care."

This person is really good at speaking, it can be said like this.Murong Wei naturally would not accept his gift, and said with an aggrieved look: "Young Master Feng, you are too polite, but I was dizzy from the sun that day, and I fell into the water, which is a joke that people don't know. You Even if I want to make an apology, wouldn’t it make the screwer think that my sister is really looking for death because she doesn’t know it? Then how can I see people, why don’t I shave my hair and become a sister-in-law.”

These words are so serious that Feng Yu can't take it anymore, "Third Younger Sister is serious, I didn't mean it like that."

"Okay, the gift is unnecessary. Wei'er just accidentally fell into the water. Is it worth giving you a gift? Go back and tell your father so that he doesn't have to worry about it. Since our two families are close friends, we should support each other. You don't have to feel guilty about it, it has nothing to do with you."

"Yes, my nephew knows about it." Since others didn't want to mention that matter, he naturally wouldn't say it again.

Murong Duan nodded: "Forget it, we're going back home now, you don't have to see them off."

"Little nephew also go back together." Feng Yu's gaze turned to Murong Wei from time to time, seeing that she was not as obsessed as he had met before, especially her behavior just now made him even more puzzled.

Why does it seem like a different person after not seeing a person for a few days?
Could it be that after walking back to the gate of hell, people have changed, and even stuttering is gone?
"Feng Shao bid farewell!" She gave him a faint smile, the sun was shining on her small and delicate pretty face, she was full of energy, her eyes were as black as ink.

The curtain fell slowly, Feng Yu looked at the car that was going away with some ecstasy, that smile seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he seemed insane for a while.

"My lord, what's the matter with you, my lord?" The young man at the side, A Mo, looked at him and was frightened. Could it be that the young man is bewildered?

"Go back to the house." Feng Yu got on his horse and directly chased after him.

Waiting for a puff of dust and smoke from the carriages and horses, and gradually drifting away, two men walked out of the side road.

One of the men was wearing a black veiled hat, covering his face, looking at the chariots and horses in the distance thoughtfully at the moment: "Interesting, what do you think, brother?" His voice was as clear as pearls falling on a gold plate, and it was pleasant to the ear.

The man on the side was eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, with a handsome face and peaceful eyes, walking along the mountain path without haste, as if walking in the clouds, with an extraordinary and free and easy posture.

Hearing the question at this moment, he asked, "What do you mean, Junior Brother?"

"Brother, don't you think that woman is interesting? Her eyes... make me very interested."

The kind of eyes that seem to see through people's hearts, with a sense of playfulness, as if they don't take everything here to heart.

That woman gave him such a strange illusion.

"Junior Brother, don't want Meng Lang." The Taoist robed man frowned, for fear that this little junior brother would do something abrupt and beautiful.

The young man laughed, "We're in the capital now, senior brother, don't act so prudish anymore. You are so young, just follow the old master's attitude of seeing through the world."

(End of this chapter)