The fifth lady against the sky

Chapter 121 Let's Go Home, Let's Meet (1)
The fangs shrank his head, and immediately changed into flattering eyes. When he thought of the time when he rolled his eyes at Feng Muxie in Xuanji Valley, this person gave himself laxatives and pulled After three days and three nights, I almost became weak. The key is not to eat barbecue for myself afterwards. It is called that I should eat light food when I am sick. Thinking about it makes my teeth itch, but I can't avenge myself.

Inside the carriage, Feng Muxie was reclining and resting her eyes with her eyes closed, but when she took a closer look, she could see her trembling eyelashes and slightly waving hands, which seriously betrayed this person's current mood.

It's been five years, and I'm about to get home. When I see my parents, should I cry boldly with lightning and thunder, or cry softly with little gurgling water? Feng Muxie is torn in his heart.

"Miss, there are many people ahead, blocking the road, and the carriage cannot pass." Tong'er got into the carriageway.

Feng Muxie went out and saw a group of people pointing around a tearful and crying woman. A middle-aged man was wrapped in a straw mat behind the girl.Feng Muxie rubbed her chin, thinking, the bloody plot, sell yourself to bury your father, and then come to follow him as a slave for life.

Feng Muxie picked up the fan thrown in the corner of the carriage, and swaggered to the front with the fan in his hand, looking like a playboy, Feng Muxie clapped the fan together, successfully attracting The attention of the crying woman.

The woman lifted up her teary eyes and looked at Feng Muxie hesitantly. She looked at Feng Muxie until her whole body was soft. From numb feet to the back of her head, the woman's face was as pink as a peony, her mouth was as small as a cherry, and her mouth was curved. The black eyebrows like willow leaves, a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes, and a few teardrops hanging on the eyelashes, anyone who looks at it will feel distressed.

Seeing Feng Muxie who was as beautiful as white jade in front of her, even prettier than the girl, the woman's eyes lit up, she immediately wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and cried weakly: "Young master, you are so pitiful! Little girl, my father died of a serious illness, and all the savings of the family were spent on seeing a doctor, the young master showed mercy and bought the little girl, and let the little girl sell her body to bury my father."

"Oh, poor girl."

"What a filial girl, this young master should buy her."

The onlookers were eager to persuade Feng Muxie, but Feng Muxie ignored the buzzing noises, and settled the issues that had started to entangle after entering the city at this moment. Crying, this delicate crying is too inappropriate for me, hypocritical!

"Grand...son..."

Feng Muxie shuddered back to her senses, and said with a sneer: "Girl, I want to tell you that you are blocking my way home, can you move a place for me?"

After hearing Feng Muxie's words, the woman resisted the urge to beat someone, and stood up tremblingly. Just about to lean into Feng Muxie's arms weakly, Feng Muxie took a quick step back, Putting his hands on his chest, he said righteously: "Girl, I am the son of an innocent family." The implication is, don't be rude and I will take advantage of me, pointing to Tong'er on the carriage and saying: "That's my No. 80 A concubine, if you don’t believe me, ask her.”

The woman was already blown away by Feng Muxie's serious expression, and shouted: "Grandma, you are playing old lady." Kicking the middle-aged man wrapped in the straw mat, "Okay, come out, let's change The place, the first business out of the house will be bad, bad luck."

The middle-aged man got out of the straw mat, hugged the straw mat and caught up with the woman who had gone far away. The onlookers were amazed, and someone asked in admiration: "My lord, you are so powerful, how did you see their acting. "

Feng Muxie really didn't know that the two people who sold their bodies to bury their fathers were pretending, just to let them understand the urgency to go home and let them make way. Although she was surprised in her heart, Feng Muxie still calmly moved The fan was opened, and the high frequency of the show bag fanned, and said modestly: "How can this trick be difficult for me, small meaning, small meaning, everyone, the good show is over, what should I do?"

In the private room of the teahouse opposite, two men aged seventeen or eighteen were looking down with interest through the window.

"Ah Xiao, how did this person see through?" A man in a blue brocade robe asked doubtfully.

The man in a white brocade robe sneered, "I've seen it long ago, and you're the only idiot who didn't see it."

"A Xiao, do you want to taste my fist again?"

"Hey, hey, don't use violence every time, okay? Pay attention to your image, your image."

These two people are Xiahou Qianxiao and Feng Muhan.

Feng Muhan sighed, and recalled: "Xie'er said that there is no need to waste your tongue on things that can be solved with fists. I don't know how my Xie'er is doing. It's been five years, why haven't I come back yet?"

Xiahou Qianxiao also sighed, and said helplessly: "Xie'er has been away for five years, and Fifth Brother hasn't laughed again, and his temper is getting colder and colder." He casually cast a glance downstairs, just as he saw him coming out of the carriage. He opened his eyes wide in surprise, grabbed Feng Muhan's hands excitedly, and said incoherently: "Ah, Ahan, that, that."

Feng Muhan opened Xiahou Qianxiao's hands in disgust, glared at someone who was having a hard time, and said angrily: "What are you doing, didn't you see that I was thinking about my Xie'er? I dreamed about Xie'er last night, do not bother me."

"No, oops, look at who that is."

"Don't look, it's not my Xie'er."

Xiahou Qianxiao directly placed Feng Muhan's head on the window, pointed at the fangs and said excitedly: "The fangs are the fangs, that, that seems to be a child."

Feng Muhan turned his eyes excitedly, and saw Feng Muxie getting into the carriage, with a touch of cinnabar between her brows, even though her sister had changed, she still recognized her at first sight, and shouted excitedly with trembling voice: "Xie'er, Xie'er, I'm here, Xie'er."

"Xie'er, and brother Xiao." Xiahou Qianxiao shouted, waving his hands.

Feng Muxie heard someone calling herself, followed the voice, and saw two people who were waving vigorously.

"Miss, it's the Fourth Young Master and the Sixth Prince." Tong'er said excitedly.

Feng Muxie couldn't describe her mood in words now, and waved her hands vigorously, "Fourth Brother, Brother Xiao, I'm back, Fourth Brother."

Feng Muhan flew directly out of the window and caught Feng Muxie who was also rushing over. The two hugged each other in mid-air, Feng Muxie hugged Feng Muhan's arm, the joy of meeting was full It turned into tears and buried it in Feng Muhan's arms, "Wooooooooooooooooooo." Weeping, Feng Muhan also had tears in his excited eyes, patted Feng Muxie's back lightly, and coaxed: "Xie'er, be good!" Ah, why are you crying when you get home, let the fourth brother see what our Xieer has become."

(End of this chapter)