Concubine with black belly in seeking love

90 - Chapter [-]
Hearing this, Chang An suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still nodded calmly and said: "Okay, I will never be angry."

Feng Shuchen took another deep look at Chang'an, his eyes were troubled, and then slowly opened the hidden compartment on the bookshelf.

Seeing the contents inside, Chang An couldn't help raising his head to take a look at Feng Shuchen. He had just told himself that it contained information about some court officials, but what he saw now were clearly a few scrolls.

Seeing the unnaturalness in Feng Shuchen's expression, Chang'an became more and more curious, reached out and took out a pair, and opened it to look at it, but the moment the painting unfolded, Chang'an was shocked in his heart, and immediately closed it, a pair of clear springs Looking at Feng Shuchen in disbelief, "You..." But at this moment, she was at a loss for words and couldn't say anything.

"You said you would never be angry." Feng Shuchen looked at Chang'an in front of him, a little uncertain about her current emotion.

Chang An was angry when he heard the words, but his face was blushing slightly, he didn't know whether it was annoyed or angry, so he could only give Shu Chen a stare, and said: "Rogue."

Hearing these words, Feng Shuchen smiled slowly, glanced at the picture scroll held in Chang An's hand, his eyes seemed to be dyed with the color of fire, bright and frightening, he looked at the standing in front of him without blinking. Chang'an.

"You're still laughing!" Chang An was annoyed, and subconsciously reached out to cover Feng Shuchen's overly enthusiastic eyes.

His eyes darkened, Feng Shuchen smiled and said: "I agreed not to get angry, but you don't mean what you say." While speaking, he raised his hand to pull down Chang'an's catkin, and held it in his hand, but he didn't let it go.

"You know that Lin Kongu doesn't allow outsiders to enter, yet you still sneak in." It's fine to break in, but he still...peeked at himself taking a bath!lecher!
At this time, Chang An's cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were mixed with anger and shame. He became more and more attractive, and he looked more aura.Feng Shuchen's eyes were deep, and her tone was innocent: "During that time, you were in a bad mood. I broke into Linkong Valley because I was worried that you would do something stupid. Besides, I didn't mean to peek at you...... I thought you were going to kill yourself and ran to the lake, and then... that's it."

"Who commits suicide and takes off his clothes?" Seeing himself taking off his clothes and peeking at him, what is it if he is not a hooligan?Chang An felt annoyed for a while, he always thought that no one could enter Linkong Valley, so... how did this person get in?
Feng Shuchen looked at Chang'an and was silent for a long while before speaking, with a deep and hoarse voice, "Chang'an, you have to know that I am a man, a normal man, and you are my beloved woman." Power, in such a scene will disappear.

It's a crisp autumn outside, but the room is clearly unspeakably hot.Chang'an's face suddenly heated up, but at this moment he did not dare to look directly into Feng Shuchen's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and only whispered: "Then you don't have to... draw it." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Feng Shuchen. Feng Shuchen said: "You can't keep these words, burn them all, burn them now." What does it look like to keep these portraits?
Seeing that Chang An was still annoyed, Feng Shuchen replied coaxingly: "Okay, burn it, burn it if you say so." After saying that, she bent down and whispered in Chang An's ear : "It doesn't matter if the painting is burned, as long as I remember it."

Hearing this, Chang An immediately raised his hand to shake Feng Shuchen's head, "Forget, forget, forget everything."

Feng Shuchen smiled and pulled Chang An's hand, and gently hugged her into his arms, "You are going to marry me anyway, so what do you care about?"

"Who said he was going to marry you? Hooligan."

"Yes, I am a hooligan, but you are the only one who can make me a hooligan in this world."

Listen, is this still the original Feng Shuchen who was as cold as ice?
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The maid walked into the inner room lightly, and when she saw the girl Menghan standing in front of the bed, she couldn't help but sighed softly in her heart, and then said: "Miss, the master has already left."

Menghan just woke up from a dream and turned to look at her maid, "Already gone? Didn't the master say he wanted to see me?"

The maid shook her head slightly.

Only then did Menghan smile slowly, "That's fine, I thought the master would punish me for letting Miss Chang'an into his room privately, but now it seems that it's all right, I've escaped." But at this moment, her face The smile on the face is full of bitterness.

"girl……"

"Okay, I know what you want to say. But isn't our only mission in this world to be for the sake of our master? Without him, we would not know where we died. As long as the master gets what he wants, we It's all worth it."

Menghan's eyes were blurred, and she was already far away in deep thought.The maid was silent for a moment, then slowly receded, leaving only the lonely woman in front of the window, recalling the past that had passed away for so many years...

Only two days after Feng Shuchen returned to Beijing, news of the crown prince's illness came. For a while, there were many rumors in the market, and the one that was believed to be credible by the people was: Li Zhiyu's birth mother had misbehavior and cheated on outsiders. The son, Li Zhiyu's identity is unclear, and the identity of the future crown princess is naturally not guaranteed.Because of this matter, the crown prince also fell ill suddenly. He had already had a deep-rooted love for Li Zhiyu before, and the marriage was suddenly abandoned, and his heart became depressed and sick.

Hearing the rumor, Chang'an only smiled lightly, and there was the Tibetan spiritual ginseng that Feng Qiyan had just sent to his hand.She was curious about how Feng Qiyan would get the rare medicinal materials collected in the palace, but it turned out to be a trick of pretending to be sick. Of course, she also helped a lot in order to prevent the imperial physician from seeing anything strange.

But it's all worth it, isn't it?Now I have the Tibetan spiritual ginseng in my hands, as long as the other twelve medicinal materials... Hey, the smile on Chang An's face gradually faded, how easy is it to gather all these?

"What are you thinking about? So engrossed?" Feng Shuchen's voice came, and Chang An immediately raised his eyes, which had recovered calmness.

"Are you showing off your internal strength? There is no sound every time you come in."

Feng Shuchen glanced lightly at the hidden ginseng, and then sat down beside Chang An, "Don't worry, I will definitely find the remaining twelve herbs, and you will be fine." He raised his hand and stroked Chang'an's side face said softly: "Getting the Tibetan spiritual ginseng today is something worth celebrating. Let me take you for a walk in the suburbs, okay?"

Chang An pulled Feng Shuchen's hand away, and said with a smile, "No, I told Aunt Yun today that I will accompany her to prepare the dowry."

"Yingang's marriage is settled?"

"Well, I will be hired in ten days."

"So anxious?"

"It's not too urgent. Aunt Yun said that brother Ying'ang is not too young. Since we are in love with each other, we should make a decision as soon as possible."

Feng Shuchen responded softly, and then said meaningfully: "I was born in the same year as him."

After that, Chang An didn't speak anymore...

As a result, when Chang'an went to the Marquis's Mansion, Feng Shuchen also went with him, and he called it: familiar with each other beforehand.

(End of this chapter)