Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 800 Love is not over, the night is young (8)

On this day, Feng Changxi stayed in Jiuyou Palace for dinner.Of course it wasn't just him and Ruan Mianmian, if it was just the two of them, he would definitely not stay.The companions are naturally His Royal Highness Xuan Wang and Princess Wushuang.

When Princess Wushuang came over, Feng Changxi had just given an overview of Jiang's affairs, and Princess Wushuang had already jumped in over there.

Seeing a familiar figure, like a rabbit locked in a dark hut and having not eaten food for N days, it rushed to Feng Changxi like a very bright and delicious carrot.

Using both hands and feet, he directly hugged Feng Changxi.Because he was too short, he was holding on to the ground with all four limbs, worried that he would fall.

"Father, you are here!"

Seeing Princess Wushuang who was wobbly and hugging him, Feng Changxi quickly hugged her up: "Well, come and see our little princess, and Xiao Xuan'er."

Over there, Feng Yinxuan smiled very softly, the corners of her lips raised slightly, her thin lips outlined a very beautiful arc, and her voice sounded like a child's voice, very pleasant to hear: "Father, it's getting late, just stay in the palace Lunch at noon."

Feng Changxi's hand holding Princess Wushuang froze slightly, but soon calmed down. Before he had time to refuse, he heard Princess Wushuang, who was soft in his arms, speak immaturely.

"Yeah, yes, foster father, it's exactly noon at the moment, Aunt Xia Xiang has prepared meals, and Wushuang and second brother are here to ask mother to eat. Foster father, you happen to be here, let's go together Let's eat."

Feng Changxi was a little hesitant, but it's better not to.

After all, this is Jiuyou Palace, the identities of the two of them now, let alone in the absence of Feng Jiuyou, so as not to embarrass her.

"Father, go, go, father, you haven't eaten with Wushuang and the second brother for so many years, father..." Princess Wushuang began to act coquettishly.

"Father, let's go together. The sun is poisonous now. If you go back at this time, if you are exposed to the poisonous sun, you will not look good. Father, you are a handsome man, you can't be ugly under the sun. But even if the adoptive father is in the sun, he must still look good. No, foster father, let's have dinner together... "

Feng Yinxuan looked at her coquettish and cute younger sister with a gentle smile, and the smile on her lips became more gentle.Out of the corner of his eyes, he secretly noticed the expression of his mother on the other side.

Ruan Mianmian was still wearing tight clothes because she had just finished sword practice.The long sword in his hand has been taken by Rong Yu, who is standing there at the moment, watching her daughter and Feng Changxi acting like a spoiled child.

"Does foster father dislike Yinxuan and Wushuang?" After watching for a while, Feng Yinxuan, who had been smiling gently, spoke slowly. Although there was still a gentle smile on his face, no matter how you looked at it, there was a bit of bitterness in that smile. the taste of.

With love and pity in his eyes, Feng Changxi smiled helplessly: "When did foster father say he didn't like you?"

Confused by her own words, Princess Wushuang quickly raised her head from Feng Changxi's arms and looked at him, blinking her big black and shiny eyes: "The foster father meant that he agreed to stay for dinner."

Before Feng Changxi could speak, Princess Wushuang hugged him and cheered: "Ou Ye, that's great, that's great, second brother, second brother, foster father agreed to stay and have dinner with us."

"Mother, mother, foster father agreed to stay for dinner."

"Great, great..."

Looking at the excited Xiao Wushuang, Ruan Mianmian smiled dotingly.When he raised his eyes, he happened to meet the gaze of Feng Changxi who was holding Wushuang.

Looking at each other, Ruan Mianmian was slightly taken aback, then smiled softly: "The time is just right, let's go."

Feng Changxi also smiled, her voice was clear and moist: "Let's go!"

Looking at Xiao Wushuang who was still hanging on Feng Changxi's neck, Ruan Mianmian said softly, "Wushuang, get down and walk by yourself."

"No, Wushuang wants her adoptive father to hug her."

"It's okay, I'm in good health, but I'm just holding a baby." Feng Changxi smiled softly, and before Ruan Mianmian could speak, she lowered her head and listened to Princess Wushuang's whisper.

Seeing Feng Changxi tilting his head slightly and carefully listening to Wushuang biting his ear in pain, Ruan Mianmian showed a warm smile in his eyes.

Just looking at it, a faint sourness slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.

No matter who it is, watching such a scene, even though they are foster fathers and righteous daughters, Feng Changxi's love for Wushuang, and Wushuang's joy for Feng Changxi, are all real and tangible.

Looking at it like this, he tilted his head and listened intently, Wushuang giggled... Feng Changxi, he really likes children.

But for so many years, his side has always been empty.

Ruan Mianmian subconsciously turned her head when her hands warmed up. Feng Yinxuan had arrived beside her at some point, holding her hand right now, smiling with gentle brows and eyes, as gentle as water.

"Mother, it's time to eat." Feng Yinxuan looked at her with a smile.

Ruan Mianmian was in a daze for a moment, as if she saw something in her son's eyes that she had deliberately ignored all this time.

Taking a closer look at Feng Yinxuan, he still has the noble and gentle smile that he has always had, and his pure eyes are very bright.Suddenly, the look that flashed across her eyes just now was just her illusion.

"Mother, what's the matter?" Feng Yinxuan looked up at her.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't help being a little flustered, she had always liked this quiet and well-behaved second son who was almost too much.

She likes to be quiet and doesn't like too much noise.Xiao Jiujiu's mind is unfathomable, even when she was a little older, she was a little unpredictable.

Wushuang is the kind of person who loves the excitement very much, and will go to where there is excitement, and is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.Over the years, she can be seen laughing and joking everywhere in Jiuyou Palace.

Only this second son is gentle, quiet, with bright eyes and a slight smile, pure as a bright moon and a deep spring, looking at him, sometimes, she seems to see Lanyue's appearance when she was a child.

Then, I can't help but think about those half-grown children in the secret door when the master was still there.

In the blink of an eye, in a trance, more than 20 years have passed.

Ruan Mianmian smiled, and held her son's hand along the way: "You always smile like this, I can't help but remind mother of your uncle Lanyue when he was a child."

Feng Yinxuan blinked: "Uncle Lanyue also laughed like this when she was a child?"

Ruan Mianmian thought about it carefully, then stared at her son again: "Yeah, she also has a very quiet temperament, and at that time she always followed behind your Uncle Wushu, obedient and obedient, with a warm smile, like a jade carving Son, very cute."

The young Feng Yinxuan showed the original look on his face, seeing the adoptive father walking over with Wushuang in his arms, the foster father is gentle and doting, Wushuang is lively and lovely, the picture is very warm.

After the meal, Wushuang still pesters Feng Changxi. She seems to like this adoptive father whom she hasn't seen for many years very much. Wherever Feng Changxi goes, she will follow.

In his mouth, he was still chanting: the adoptive father has not been with Wushuang for so many years, and he has never hugged Wushuang well. Now he has to hug Wushuang all the time and make up for it.

Feng Changxi listened to Wushuang's naive and naive words, and thought with a smile, if the years passing by his fingertips could be as Wushuang's naive child said, it would be great.

If the years gone with the wind and the memories buried in his heart can really be made up, what will he look like now?
Could it be that the lively and lovely child in his arms is his daughter?
(End of this chapter)