Luan and Phoenix Tribulation: A Concubine Becomes a Phoenix

Chapter 313

As soon as the branch was pulled by him, all the snow on it fell down, covered him all over, and some even got into his neck, which made him gasp.He managed to climb up the wall smoothly, but before he could step on it firmly, the wall was wet and slippery, and he rolled straight down from above and fell to the ground.

Liu Yunchu got up, shaking his body covered in snow stains, his clothes were half wet, shivering from the cold.He thought that there would be a light on in Feng Shijin's yard, but he didn't expect it to be dark. He looked around and found that there was no one in the yard.

Liu Yunchu thought, could it be somewhere else?The National Teacher's Mansion is so big, and there is no one there anyway, so he should just take a walk, stop and go in the backyard, and try to get closer to the place where there is light.

The layout of the National Teacher's Mansion is very simple. After walking for a while, he went around from the back yard to the front yard.But seeing the faint light coming from the hall in the front yard, Liu Yunchu knew that Feng Shijin might be there, so he walked through the corridor towards that place after a pause.

Feng Shijin thought at first that the wine was not intoxicating, but after a while, she felt warm, dizzy and drowsy.She rested her forehead on her hand, watching the soup in the hot pot was boiling and bubbling. Looking at it, she felt that the hot bubbles seemed to hypnotize her, which made her almost unable to open her eyelids.

Feng Shijin couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Jun Qianji eagerly, his eyes were wet, his cheeks were as red as haze, and his lips were extremely rosy and tender because of eating hot pot.

Jun Qianji said flatly: "The teacher said that you can't drink this wine, and you get drunk easily. Do you think that the teacher is joking with you?"

Feng Shijin put on a fight and said: "Master doesn't drink alcohol often. Master said that this wine is easy to get drunk. Then Master is not drunk. How can I get drunk?" She tried to stand up on the table while talking, and said: "Master doesn't believe me, I am sober enough to walk, dance, and sing and dance."

After finishing speaking, Feng Shijin staggered two steps, then pursed his lips and smiled at Jun Qianji, that smile spread from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were bright, it was extremely beautiful.Then she twirled her gown and twirled in front of Jun Qianji.

Jun Qianji's eyes closely followed her beautiful figure, and she was no longer deserted.

It was only after Feng Shijin turned around twice that he felt the world spinning in front of his eyes, and his body fell to one side uncontrollably.She just felt that she was about to fly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, extremely light.

Seeing this, Jun Qianji grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms before she fell to the ground.Without the pain and coldness as imagined, when Feng Shijin opened his eyes, he found Jun Qianji's handsome face in front of him.

She put her arms around his neck affectionately, rubbed her hot face against his skirt, and murmured: "Master, I flew to the sky, can I finally follow your footsteps now?"

"We are all mortals. As teachers, we have not moved forward until you catch up."

Feng Shijin shook his head, closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Master is not a mortal, but a god." Jun Qianji didn't answer, thinking that she was going to sleep peacefully, but after a while she trembled, but slowly opened her eyes Come, keep touching his face.

Jun Qianji lowered his eyes halfway, looking at her quietly.

She pressed the tip of Jun Qianji's nose and said in a low voice, "Master, if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk."

Feng Shijin held Jun Qianji's head, but said: "Master, don't move." Jun Qianji didn't move any more, she sighed again: "Don't move..." Then she voluntarily tilted her head Tilting his head, he kissed Jun Qianji.

Most likely, he drank too much wine.

It's snowing outside.The house is as warm as spring.

The hot pot is boiling fiercely, the candlelight is flickering gently, and the misty white eyes rise from the pot, and then spread to the surroundings.The charcoal fire in the small stove was burning red, and occasionally there was a very slight crackling sound...

(End of this chapter)