The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 162 Give birth to a bunch of dolls

"Jun Yi." Feng Xihe called out in surprise after recognizing the person.

Although it was cold outside, Feng Junyi was covered in sweat from running.

Feng Xihe asked him to sit on the low stool next to him. He casually picked up a few pieces of pastries from the table in front of him, stuffed them into his mouth, and tasted them leisurely. His feet were wearing buckskin boots, hanging above the ground. Swinging and swinging.

"You came here by yourself?" Feng Xihe asked with a smile, resting his cheek with one hand.

"Master has something on his mind recently, so he doesn't have time to talk to me, I'm too bored by myself." Feng Junyi ate the cake intently, and then put a scroll on the table, "Sister, I drew this for you when I was free. "

"Give it to me?" Feng Xihe was slightly surprised, and then slowly opened the scroll.

The four siblings who caught my eye were also on New Year's Eve, sitting or standing around the table in different shapes.

After a while, she only heard Feng Junyi say: "This year, I don't know if eldest brother will come back to celebrate the new year with us and sister Qingyue."

Feng Xihe's eyes suddenly became foggy. In her previous life, when she recalled the coming New Year, it was like a nightmare.

Not long after the new year, after the end of the spring test, Yun Changyi sent Feng Junyi into his tent in order to win over the champion of the new discipline, making him the wife of the champion of the new discipline, and endured endless torture.

Feng Junyi didn't want to linger on, and wanted to die several times, but he was always saved by the best doctor and medicine.

She only heard what Yun Changyi said a few days before she died.

At that time, she was still immersed in Gu Jincheng's tenderness, and naively thought that Feng Guogong's mansion still existed safely, and she was dispensable to them.

Feng Junyi ate a few pieces of pastries, and after seeing Feng Xihe was hurt, he waved his hands in front of her eyes in doubt.

Feng Xihe noticed it and quickly closed his eyes.

Seeing some pastry froth on his lips, she wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.

It was rare for Feng Junyi to be so peaceful, sitting obediently, his eyes flickering.

Feng Xihe looked at his long eyelashes and puffy cheeks, like a piece of white tofu, and stretched out his hand to pinch again.

Feng Junyi only lowered his head, blushing, and did not escape like in the past.

When Gu Shiyin came in, he saw such a scene.

His complexion sank slightly, and he coughed lightly to show his presence.

However, Feng Xihe just raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and continued to play with Feng Junyi.

Feng Junyi didn't even look at him, he poked his head, walked to the desk, and started to compose a poem.

Judging by this posture, he might not be ready to leave for a while.

Gu Shiyin's face was even more ugly. For several days, he was dealing with military affairs, so he didn't care about Feng Xi and his side.

Today, I wanted to come to accompany her, but there was one more person, why did I always feel so strange.

"Send Young Master Feng to the next room to rest." Gu Shiyin thought for a while, strode over, and asked Gu Zhun to take Feng Junyi away first.

Later, he saw that Feng Xihe and Feng Junyi were very dissatisfied, so he added, "Why don't you take him out of the house, and then find a few more teenagers of the same age to accompany him in Cuju."

And Feng Junyi stubbornly grabbed Feng Xihe's arm, shook his head and said, "No, I plan to stay and spend time with my sister tonight. No, it should be that I just want to be with her these few days."

tonight?How many more days?Gu Shiyin couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but accentuate his tone, "No!"

After speaking, he wanted Gu Zhun to take Feng Junyi away.

Feng Junyi looked at Feng Xihe with an aggrieved face, and pulled her arm even tighter, "Sister, brother-in-law is so scary."

Feng Xihe said to Gu Shiyin angrily, "Why are you so fierce to the child? You scared him."

How could he be considered a child, Gu Shiyin's face was full of black lines, but he didn't want to really give up Feng Junyi's time for a few days and nights.

"My lord, be gentle." Gu Zhun said quietly, for fear that his lord would offend someone, and he would have a bad life in the future.

Ever since he had stumbled over the script with Feng Junyi last time in Feng Mansion, he had figured out Feng Junyi's temperament and was confident that he could prescribe the right medicine.

So, he salivated on a smiling face and said, "Young Master, come over to Big Brother. Big Brother will take you to make a mahogany sword and teach you a new set of sword skills. It's very majestic."

"Sister, this uncle is so obscene and petty." Feng Junyi said puzzledly, pouring cold water on Gu Zhun.

However, in the next moment, Feng Junyi blinked his bright eyes, and took the initiative to run over, pulling Gu Zhun away, "Uncle Suo, what you said is that you want to teach me a very majestic swordsmanship, don't play tricks."

That's what he's most concerned with right now, leaving everything else behind.

With a straight face, Gu Zhun was dragged away stiffly.

Feng Xihe couldn't help being surprised that a set of swordsmanship could actually buy him off...

She turned her head, stared at Gu Shiyin, and said angrily, "Next time, please don't be so cruel to my brother!"

Gu Shiyin: "Oh."

Feng Xihe: "..."

Dare to say that she didn't say anything.

"You have this attitude towards him now, will you treat your own children in the same way in the future?" Feng Xihe said angrily.

Gu Shiyin was picking up Feng Junyi's scroll and looking over it over and over again.

After hearing her words, she narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a charming expression, "It turns out that Aifei has already planned to give birth to a bunch of fat babies for this king."

Feng Xihe: "..."

She obviously didn't mean it that way.

"Don't worry, this king will redouble his efforts to fulfill your wish." Gu Shi pulled her waist and pressed it against her ear, and the warm breath brushed past, making Feng Xi and his cheeks hot.

"The king asked the doctor, and he said that you are fine."

Feng Xihe felt her body numb, and rolled her eyes, she wasn't ready yet.

Uh, what preparations are needed for this...

"Let's go, I will take you somewhere first." While she was dreaming, Gu Shiyin went to get her fox fur cape and tied it up for her.

Then, holding her hand, he led her to the plum garden on the east side.

In the severe cold, a large number of plum blossoms bloomed one after another, revealing their bright red petals. They are self-contained in the ice and snow, far better than the scene of summer lotus and spring dew.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted down, and the red fire clouds hung on the horizon, hitting the blossoming winter plums, adding a bit of beauty to the setting sun crying blood.

Gu Shiyin hugged Feng Xihe, stepped on the soft slush, and shuttled among the plum trees one after another.

Gu Shiyin's eyes kept wandering between Feng Xihe and the plum tree, circles of fox fur surrounded Feng Xihe's neck, pulling his white jade-like muscles and bones, and a pair of shimmering eyes. I feel dazed.

"Xihe, do you think this plum grove is beautiful? How is it compared with Feng Guogong's mansion?" After a while, he asked.

Feng Xihe nodded without thinking, rubbed his ears again, and took a deep breath.

Naturally, the landscape of the Duke's Mansion cannot be compared with that of Prince Yu's Mansion.Even if you look at the entire Jinling City, no one's back garden can have such a view.

Feng Xihe turned his head slowly, met Gu Shiyin's gaze, and said in his heart, as long as he is willing, there is nothing he can't do for the man in front of him.

In a moment of his thought, he can give everything for you because of your frown and smile, or he can destroy everything because of a dissatisfaction.

She wasn't sure how long Gu Shiyin's liking for her could last, so she needed to work hard to please her while he was still in love with her, in order to achieve her goal as soon as possible.

"Didn't the lord ask the concubine what he would do last time?" After a short while, Feng Xihe smiled, and held Gu Shiyin's hand firmly, "Today, taking advantage of the beautiful scenery on a beautiful day, it is better for the concubine to play a harp for the lord." how?"

Gu Shiyin was slightly taken aback. Before that, he never knew that she knew konghou.

However, he remembered that the last time in the palace, she questioned Yun Changyi's analysis when the song "Konghou Yinyin" was not made by himself, and he felt that it was reasonable.

"Okay." He smiled brightly, and then called the maidservant to fetch a harp.

Not long after, several maidservants of the palace moved a handful of crested harpsichords to the plum grove.

On this harp, a vivid phoenix raised its head high, as if it was about to soar high.Judging by the color, it should be a few years old, but Feng Xihe tried the pronunciation and felt that the tone is still mellow.

"This crested harp was given to me by the leader of a tribe when I went to Yangguan to resist Beirong five years ago. At that time, I thought that if I brought it back, I could only put it on the shelf. I didn't expect that today, I have it." Useful." Gu Shiyin asked the maid to bring some hot wine, and he sat down at a stone table, drinking the wine while listening to the sound of nature.

Feng Xihe knelt in front of a luxuriant plum tree, and slowly plucked the strings with his fingers. The ethereal and melodious konghou sound drifted out together with the night, as if a gap had been cut between the two of them. The barrier makes this small area a world of its own.

Her mother has always been outstanding in music theory.

When she was young, she learned a lot from her mother, but after her mother passed away, she never touched a musical instrument in front of others.

Today, it was the first time in the past nine years that she played the harp in front of another person.

Gently twirling and slowly twisting and picking again, the skirt sleeves spread out like snow and snow. From time to time, a few plum blossoms fell to her hair temples. She lowered her eyes and played seriously, and occasionally raised her eyes. , bewitching.

Gu Shiyin listened and watched, and immediately forgot the time. He just waited for a song, and the cups and cups on the stone table were already in a mess.

Before he knew it, he recited a few poems, which his mother and concubine would read to him every night when he was babbling.

It's a pity that later, in his memory of his mother and concubine, there is only blood and blood, and there is no more graceful sentiment.

When the wine was hot, he shook his head, only to realize that Feng Xihe had already got up and walked to his side, as if walking from the clouds.

"My lord, I will help you go back to your room to rest." Feng Xihe took Gu Shiyin's hand and smiled sweetly.

When she was listening to Gu Shiyin's poems just now, she was very puzzled. It turns out that he, with his hands covered in blood, also has a side that is blooming before the moon.

Gu Shiyin curled his lips slightly, and said softly, "Go back to your room."

(End of this chapter)