Little Phoenix Loves Her Martial Uncle

Although the ceremony is just around the corner, Feng Qinghua, taking advantage of the convenience of a wall, can't help but go to sleep with you every night. For more than ten days, the young master sincerely from the beginning of disgust to the end of helplessness.

The turning point is hard.

Fortunately, Feng Qinghua always appears in the middle of the night when there is no one, and disappears before dawn.

Such an incomprehensible way of doing things, against her beautiful face, is really like a witch who specially wanders around the world and seduces spirits with beauty.

The same two lonely people, occasionally open mouth to say something irrelevant, one to two to fall asleep.

After two days of being pulled by caier, Feng Qinghua can't help but go over the wall.

On this day, I went through all the etiquette of Jigan ceremony completely. Even the whole book of Xuanli Fu was recited word by word. The little housekeeper of caier finally let her go.

For example, Feng Qinghua, who has been granted amnesty, immediately rides into the Liufeng hall in the night and is very familiar with it. Her mood is very agitated. She comes here frequently, but the young master can't resist her rascal nature. In order not to have an accident, she simply vacates half a couch for her. Her eyes are closed, and she is already sleeping soundly.

The latter climbed up lightly and lay on his side, surrounded by light pear fragrance, full of reassuring flavor.

He is still asleep, steal kiss, should not matter, Feng Qinghua think so, cherry lips already unconsciously close to childe Jin.

How to expect that person, suddenly of open mouth way: "in close to this childe an inch, you sleep on the ground today!"

This guy closed his eyes and knew what she was doing. It was amazing.

"So you didn't fall asleep ~ ~" it's just that this magical place is not quite right. The latter angrily lies back and pulls the brocade to be covered on his body, with a little sense of loss in his heart.

The man beside him was silent for a long time. Feng Qinghua thought that he was asleep. He only heard Qingyue's voice and asked, "where have you been these two days?"

The words stopped in Feng Qinghua's ears, and clearly said, "why didn't you come these two days?"

Meinan began to care about her. Wahaha, she knew that Qingzhi couldn't be so indifferent to her all the time. She resisted her joy and slowly explained: "the princess and the pole ceremony are coming these days. The imperial guards are too strict. It's a bit of trouble to get in and out of the palace!"

"You'll be afraid of trouble, too!" The childe sincerely this words is very cold, she feels into the stream breeze temple is not once or twice, forbid Wei Sen strict to her calculate what?

"Cough, cough!" Feng Qinghua coughs a few times. If she doesn't find such an excuse, is it hard for her to tell him that she is the eldest princess of Fengguo. She climbs the wall in the middle of the night just to see a beautiful man and satisfy her evil taste. Is this obviously not realistic.

The two people with their own thoughts were tacitly silent. In the dark, they could only hear each other's breathing.

Feng Qinghua asked: "Qingzhi, do you want to go back to the cloud?"

Yun Guoluo Xiangluo nianbai, together with the technique of peace negotiation and the redemption of ten city seats, is deadlocked in Fengguo for several days without success.

However, the protagonist is a kind of indifference. I'm really not sure. I want you to stay in Fengguo for yourself.

The childe sincerely there ponders half ring, light way: "don't know."

He has not set foot in the place called home for ten years, but those so-called family members are busy consolidating their own power and exerting their ambitions, and they don't miss him at all.

Born in the royal family of Yun family, he was put under house arrest in Fengguo instead of his brother, which seems to be his destiny in this life.

And this originally has no end of fate, suddenly someone said to end, childe sincerely also don't know what kind of mood, what kind of attitude to deal with.

"Qingzhi." Feng Qinghua suddenly gave a gentle call, but she didn't know how to open her mouth. After ten years in a foreign country, she finally had a proton of hope to return home, in order to stay for herself.

Rare words, some cool, Feng Qinghua slowly close to him, closed his eyes, sniffed the smell of peace of mind on him.

Looking at her like a lazy cat curling up on her side, the young man took a deep breath and said, "tomorrow, you must remember not to come."

"Why?" Feng Qing Hua fiercely comes up to his handsome face, to say that this childe just now begins to resent her sleeping beside, whether it's really too late.

The woman's unique fragrance into the nose, the childe just slightly unnatural turned back to her: "the wind country palace is not where you come and go freely!"

It's not a place where she can come and go freely. Feng Qinghua is stunned. She suddenly responds and giggles: "Qingzhi, you are not worried about my safety, so you ask me not to come?"

"Shut up." A young man, who was said to be in his heart, cheered softly.

Feeling inexplicably good, Feng Qinghua stretched out her hand on his back and drew a circle. She said with a smile: "in fact, Qingzhi doesn't have to worry about me."

Although she is the most noble woman in the wind country, who dares to be difficult to her, but no one really worries about her safety.

Warm heart, she has never felt the satisfaction.

"Shut up." The young master's voice is a little hoarse and charming. He covers the brocade on the back of his head and blocks the wrong hand.

Jin was turned down to a weak: "Oh"

Although it's spring in March, it's really hard to be covered by brocade like this. Feng Qinghua silently pokes her head out of the quilt and says: "will you cover the quilt or not? I'm almost suffocating if I cover you all!"

The former light way: "your sleeping posture is not good!"

"Oh Feng Qinghua feels that her ears are a little hot. She is despised by the beautiful man she likes because of her poor sleeping posture.

The former continued: "you kick the quilt!"

"Oh It must be that she has been with ah Wu for a long time and has been damaged. Feng Qinghua is more and more sure. It must be.

The childe sincerely paused, light: "you can't move to embrace this childe when you sleep!"

"Oh," Feng Qinghua answered. She couldn't hold her when she was sleeping. It seemed that something was wrong. She quickly took advantage of the fact that the young master didn't continue to speak, stretched out her jade wrist and hugged the man beside her. She said innocently, "if you can't hold her when you are sleeping, please hold her before you go to bed."

The young master was a little ashamed

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The next day, before dawn, Feng Qinghua climbed over the wall and went back to the cloud hall to make up for her sleep. When she woke up, it was already three hours before the sun. All the maids served her and bathed her with incense. They treated her like a doll and tossed her hands for most of the day.

After half tired, and before she knew it was twilight, Feng Qinghua didn't take the opportunity to touch Liufeng hall. Instead, she dismissed all the palace people and sat alone under the pear blossom tree in front of the hall, playing the pipa two or three times. It was rare for her to feel a little sad.

Tomorrow is the time for her to reach the pole. She once made an appointment with Yun lianmo, her royal highness of the cloud kingdom. At this time, she reunited, but there was no news from that person. She felt lost and frowned.