The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 27
Rong Qiannian stretched out a finger, and poked Xiao Fengge's head like poking the stomach of a marshal, and smiled so captivatingly: "Did I sleep with you, or did I sleep with you? What made you want me to marry you? "

Xiao Fengge's bewitching and charming handsome face darkened, and his peach blossom eyes sparkled: "Xiao Jiu, why are you so cruel to me? In Fengqing, women can only take the belts of the men they love, and you take mine." , of course he has to be responsible.”

This tone is more like a boudoir's resentful woman.

When Chengbi, who had just walked into the yard, heard this sentence, her feet slipped, and the walnut cake on the plate almost fell to the ground.Sad in my heart: My grandfather has been harmed by evildoers to such an extent.

On that side, Rong Qiannian smiled so brightly that the corners of her mouth bloomed: "Feng Ge'er, I'm a girl who hasn't left the court, so don't ruin my reputation. If I don't get married, the consequences will be very serious."

Xiao Fengge leaned over again: "It's fine if you don't get married, come to my Prince Zhong's residence, I will take care of you for the rest of your life, young master."

Because Xiao Fengge was not wearing a belt, his clothes were half open, and the looming collarbone really seduced people into committing crimes.

Such an enchanting son of Zhaoming, if he thinks about it lightly, it's just a mistake.

Rong Qiannian pushed away the magnified handsome face in front of her eyes, took the walnut cake brought by Cheng Bi, swallowed a piece, and said inarticulately, "Aren't you afraid that your old man will break your leg?"

"He doesn't have time to care about me. Recently, the old emperor is thinking about concubine Xiao Shina. There are so many women in boudoirs in the capital, some of them give him a headache."

As soon as the sentence was finished, Rong Qiannian's throat choked: "cough cough cough."

Rarely, the evildoer was choked.

Xiao Fengge embraced her shoulders and patted her lightly: "Eat slowly, and no one will compete with you."

Rong Qiannian's face was half red and purple, her eyes widened: "Accept the concubine? For Xiao Shi?"

Xiao Fengge had never seen Rong Qiannian who was so frightened, and couldn't help being a little funny: "Why are you so excited?"

Of course I'm excited, that's my Mr. Yazhai!Rong Qiannian was quite indignant.

Xiao Fengge brushed Rong Qiannian's back, and said brokenly: "That's right, Xiao Shi's medicine jar can't bear the beauty's favor, but the Duke of Jin wants to send his daughter to be a widow. According to the booklet, I want to marry the ten sons of the royal family."

Rong Qiannian listened, and gritted his teeth: "Well, you are a Duke of Jin who sells girls for glory, and you are not afraid of thunder." After finishing speaking, he slapped his palm on the soft couch, and with a creak, the soft couch was about to disperse.

It has always been that the evildoers of the Rong family have taken a fancy to the coveters, and the lightning strikes are relatively light.

Thirteen glanced at Twelve, and Twelve glanced at the soft couch that was about to collapse. The two sisters agreed once: It's over, Duke Jin is over.

Xiao Fengge frowned handsomely: "Don't get excited, it's not selling you for glory."

Rong Qiannian laughed three times, each one was colder and colder than the other, and said with a snort, "The weather is cloudy, do you think it should rain and thunder, and who should be killed?"

Kill who?Duke of Jin?Or the daughter of Duke Jin who is about to be a widow?
But right now, the sky is full of stars and the moon is full of the west building.

All the stars in Xiao Fengge's eyes suddenly faded away, gloomy, Zhuo Zhuo looked at Rong Qiannian: "Xiao Jiu, do you know Xiao Shi?"

Without even thinking about it, Rong Qian shook her head, "I don't know." The person in her family's Yazhai was called Xiao Yiyao.

She answered too quickly, so quickly that she forgot to think about it, forgot the consistent truth and falsehood, gags, he suddenly felt a tear in his heart, and stared at the person in front of him more deeply: "Why do I think you are lying?"

"Just treat me as a liar." Rong Qiannian closed her eyes, so clear that she could see to the end at a glance, but she couldn't see any reflection.

For the first time, he felt that he was far away from this woman.

Holding her shoulder with his hand, he unknowingly tightened a little. His eyes were dim but scorching: "Xiao Jiu, promise me, you don't need to like me, but don't like others." His voice was dull.

He is the honorable son of Zhaoming, only in front of her eyes, he is Xiao Fengge, just a man.

There was pain in the shoulder blades, Rong Qiannian frowned, and said angrily, "You're having a convulsion." The two had been fighting for three years, and she couldn't get used to such a stranger.

Xiao Fengge let go, raised the corner of his mouth, smiled playfully, and said in a half-truthful tone: "Since I met you, I have had convulsions day and night, for three full years."

When Xiao Fengge made a joke, Rong Qiannian just twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled carelessly, looked at Yue, thinking about something.

Xiao Fengge smiled wryly and said no more.

She has a pair of eyes that can see through the world, but she can't see through his obsession.

The weather in May lasted for several days, sunny and cloudless, without thunder or rain, let alone killing Jin Guogong and his daughter who was going to be sent to Jiaolan Palace as a living widow.

Ever since, Rong Qiannian became depressed.

Rong Qiannian has a habit, when she is depressed, she loses her appetite, and when she loses her appetite, she starts to quarrel, and when she gets agitated, she wants to do some shady things.

No, as soon as the sun set and the moon came out, Rong Qiannian disappeared with the Marshal in his arms.

Thirteen Questions Twelve: Where is Miss?
Twelve answers: Today, it is said in the market that the third lady of the Duke of Jin will go to Huguo Temple to pray for blessings.

Thirteen suddenly realized: It turned out that the matter of lightning strikes from the sky had gone.

While tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Cheng Bi secretly shook her head: Disaster, disaster, disaster!

The night was dark and windy, the moon was like a hook, and the alley was so quiet. Suddenly, a roar startled the horse.

Under the moon, beside the horse, four big men fell down with a muffled sound, a silver needle pierced into the flesh for three points in the back of the neck.

"Good horse."

In this quiet alley, the voice was clear and lingling, like the wind blowing the bead curtain, the frenzied and bumpy horse suddenly quieted down, and the panting and screaming in the car gradually died down, and a small white hand lifted He opened the curtain, and immediately, two pale little faces were revealed. They were young ladies and maidservants from a noble family.

"You, who are you?" The green-shirted maid's voice trembled, frightened.

Half a distance away, the man stood in front of the horse. Under the apricot moonlight, he was dressed in a red dress, with long hair tied high, and his eyes were faintly radiant.

What a handsome young man.

The man smiled, his eyes brightened a little, and his eyes became a little more clever and evil: "What do you think? You can't see your fingers right now, the wind is blowing, and you are a lonely man and widow in Huafen Alley. Who do you think I am?"

The man lifted up the red clothes, so enchanting, he looked at the people in the carriage with unscrupulous eyes.

It's like a posture of picking flowers.

"Bold thief, stay away from my lady." The woman in the green shirt said boldly.

The red-clothed boy Lang Xiexie smiled: "Oh, the little girl has such good eyes. I'm so well-dressed that the girl has caught the clue."

(End of this chapter)