Chapter 665: We Are Not Condor Heroes

Sometimes Fang Yiai is really envious of Xiangcheng's cultivation, especially when she spells it out, that indifference alone is enough for Fang Yiai to study for a lifetime. It's just a pity, Fang Yiai knows that he will never be able to learn, some things are innate, even if he tries his best to learn, Fang Yiai may not be able to learn a little taste.

Recalling the taste, Xiangcheng's heart gradually precipitated, she felt that there was really no need to regenerate Fang Yiai's anger, no matter how to say it, she Xiangcheng had no right to ask Fang Yiai to say what he didn't want to say. No matter what happened that night, the past should also pass, and now that he is about to marry Wang Zhe, what are he still thinking about so many things?

Xiangcheng felt that last year was the most comfortable day she lived, taking care of the things on the bottoms, and helping Changle run the business of Songhua eggs when she was free, which was plain, but it was the life she wanted. That year, she was really a little satisfied, until Fang Jun invited her to watch the meteors in the Taiji Palace.

Xiangcheng smiled a little self-deprecatingly, how could he believe Fang Jun's nonsense at that time, making a wish for this meteorite can come true, this is obviously a lie to the child, but she believed it. Maybe what she was chasing at the time was not a meteor, but just a relationship with each other. But so many things happened that night, Xiangcheng always felt that he was deceived like a fool, and Fang Jun also beat her ruthlessly.

Regardless of whether there was a good or bad past, these are not something that Xiangcheng can manage. In fact, Fang Yiai is the same as the eldest grandson Chong, they both have a proud status, and they have the capital not to take her, the eldest princess, in their eyes.

Looking at Xiangcheng's face, Fang Yiai smiled a little bitterly, "Sister Xiangcheng, what happened that day, the little brother really didn't mean to hide it from you, it's really a reason why the little brother can't say it" Fang Yiai said the truth, can you say anything about Li Wanshun, if something goes wrong, then the Fang family will be a disaster to destroy the door. Fang Yiai knew that Xiangcheng might keep this secret, but Fang Yiai couldn't put these things on the word maybe. The court is deceitful, and there are hidden edges everywhere, once it is not very good, Hou Junji and the eldest grandson Wuji will take this handle to eat the house without even slag.

Before Fang Yiai finished speaking, Xiangcheng put down the teacup and smiled softly, "Brother Jun, needless to say, no matter what happened that night, I don't want to know." In a few moments, I'm afraid we won't be able to chat like this again! ”

Xiangcheng looked at Fang Yiai's face a little distracted, remembering that when the snow goose got married that day, he pulled her to say a lot of drunken words, she once thought that he would explain to her, but when it came to the end of the year, he still didn't wait for him. Now that he had come, he had brought her favorite tea, but it was too late, and it was all at this juncture, so what was the use of saying those words?

"Sister Xiangcheng, I know I'm sorry for you, you just need to know that the little brother really doesn't want to hurt you!"

Xiangcheng's pair of eyebrows bent, and his fingers shook slightly, "Hehe, Brother Jun, I said, don't mention the things of that night, let him go over the past." I don't want to get married, and I still have so many burdens. ”

Thinking about Wang Zhe, Xiangcheng smiled helplessly, in fact, she really didn't have any feelings for Wang Zhe, but what was the use, the road had already been set, and she had no choice. She is not Hepu after all, nor is she a little son, nor is she Changle, and her father will never ask for her opinion on marriage. Nine years ago, it was like this, and it is still the case now, even if she married into the Xiao Mansion and had no heirs, her father never asked, and only the queen mother occasionally cared about a few words.

People's lives are really different, even if they get married, Changle is still a collection of thousands of loves. To say that not to be jealous is false, and who doesn't want those good things to land on them?

Xiangcheng stood up and slowly walked towards the inner room, and after about half a cup of tea, Xiangcheng walked out of the inner room, and at the same time had an extra scroll of paintings in his hand. She gently took the yellowish scroll, and then handed it to Fang Yiai, "Brother Jun, you can take this painting back, now that I'm about to get married, it's useless to keep this thing!" ”

Fang Yiai was a little puzzled, what does it mean to send a painting to Xiangcheng? Put the scroll on the table, with one hand, tore off the thin rope in the middle, and spread out the painting, Fang Yiai was stunned, this turned out to be the highest mountain in the world he painted when Changle got married.

"Try to be higher than the mountain, the heart is like a cloud", Fang Yiai remembers this sentence, I really didn't expect that after so long, Xiangcheng still has this painting. At this moment, Fang Yiai's heart was really flustered, not because of a painting, but because of Xiangcheng's thoughts about him.

"Sister Xiangcheng, little brother really didn't expect that you still have this painting. If you don't know, you think you're collecting a masterpiece! Fang Yiai can only talk about something else, talk a little deeper, he is really afraid that he will fall into it. Concubine Yinde's matter has sounded the alarm for him, he is not good at concentration, but he also knows that some women should not be touched.

Xiangcheng helped Fang Yiai roll up the painting again, and after doing all this, she said softly with some relief, "Brother Jun doesn't have to be arrogant, just like this'try to be higher than the mountain, and the heart is like a cloud', if all the young people in the Tang Dynasty can work so hard, why should I care about the Turks?" ”

Saying this, Xiangcheng secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, this sentence is easy to read, but if you really want to do it, it will be difficult. Others don't mention it for the time being, she can't do it in Xiangcheng alone, once she also wanted to live a more arrogant life, so she followed Fang Jun to the top tower, but as a result, people were deceived, and now her father asked her to marry Wang Zhe. Reality is reality after all, and no matter how beautiful your dreams are, you can't twist the cruelty of reality.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Fang Yiai whispered a little evasively, "Sister Xiangcheng, if it's not early today, the younger brother should also go back, if you don't go back, Changle should be worried." ”

Fang Yiai didn't dare to stay any longer, because he was already completely messed up, and with the picture scroll in his hand, Fang Yiai left the house in a panic. Xiangcheng didn't say a word, she just watched Fang Yiai walk towards the courtyard gate, and when the back disappeared into the courtyard, Xiangcheng's beautiful eyes flowed out of crystal tears uncontrollably.

"Hehe" Xiangcheng smiled a little self-deprecatingly, she wiped her tears and slowly returned to the inner room. She felt that she was very funny, what was sad, what was she still hateful, and Fang Jun didn't do anything wrong.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself, because from the beginning, it was destined to be a fruitless love, she and Fang Jun are people of two worlds, he has Changle and a bright future, but she Xiangcheng is nothing. Although she is the eldest princess, it is just a title, and until now, when have those noble children really respected her.

The unfavored princess is this fate, of course, if there is a good husband, it will be fine, but it's a pity, Xiao Rui is still a short-lived ghost.

Sitting in the carriage, Fang Yiai squinted, but his thoughts had already flown away. Xiangcheng's thoughts, how could he not know, remember that after getting drunk that day, he pulled Xiangcheng and said a lot of words, he knew that that was his true words, but when he sobered up, those words could no longer be spoken. It's not that he doesn't want to, Xiangcheng is a gentle woman, if anyone can marry her home, it will definitely be a well-known virtuous helper. Many noble sons in Chang'an City can think of Xiangcheng, but only Fang Yiai can't, because he already has Changle. How can the eldest princess and the eldest princess serve a husband together, as long as Li Shimin is still alive, this kind of thing will not happen, unless Li Shimin is shameless. But this possible surname is really small, because Li Shimin has always paid attention to face.

Xiangcheng is not Li Yi after all, she is an ordinary beautiful woman, if it weren't for the identity of the eldest princess, she would definitely live a very happy life. It is precisely because of Xiangcheng's gentleness that she will not challenge the shackles of this era.

His bereaved love is the one-armed hero of the Tang Dynasty, with incomparably powerful force, but it's a pity that Xiangcheng is not a little dragon girl, so they will never be able to be a pair of Condor Heroes.

Welcoming the spring and sending snow, the flowers fall and bloom, the years of life are the water in your hands, you hold it tightly, but you still can't block the dry road.

Fang Yiai did not go home directly, but turned to Qingfeng Building. Coming to the building, Fang Yiai directly entered the original Zheng Liwan's house, since Zheng Liwan moved to the West Cross Courtyard, this room has been divided out separately, whenever he comes to Qingfeng Building, Fang Yiai will take a rest here.

Throwing the scroll aside, Fang Yiai grinded it with one hand. As soon as Xiaohuan heard that Fang Yiai was coming, she happily ran up from the second floor, pushed open the door, and Xiaohuan saw Fang Yiai grinding, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Childe, don't hurt the servant, this grinding matter, let's leave it to the servant, if you let the lady know, you will have to scold the maid for being ignorant." ”

Xiaohuan is self-exalted and courageous, and Fang Yiai is too lazy to refuse, there is someone to work, and he can't ask for it.

After studying the ink, Fang Yiai spread out the painting, and looked at this familiar painting, he stroked it up, how ugly Fang Yiai's words were, no need to be said, Fang Yiai also knew.

Xiaohuan stood behind him and watched it with relish, the word Gongzi Ye wrote ugly, but it was domineering, look at that hand, it was almost flying out of the paper. Look at those words, it's like drawing with a sword.

"Try to be higher than the mountain, and the heart is like a cloud. The wind blows and roars in the stream, and the acacia is a blue bird! A total of twenty words, Fang Yiai felt that this was the highest level of education in his life. After admiring it for a while, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and when he saw this painting, he felt bored and panicked.

Xiangcheng doesn't want to see things and think about people, so why shouldn't someone in his room be like this? Exhaled, Fang Yiai smiled at Xiaohuan, "Huan'er, go get a brazier, throw this painting into the brazier and burn it to slag!" ”

"Huh?" As soon as Xiaohuan heard that Fang Yiai was going to burn the painting, she stretched out her hands and hugged the painting in her arms, and ran to the side in three or two steps, she pouted and said a little angrily, "Childe, how can you do this, if you don't want it, you can give it to the maidservant, maybe in a few years, this painting can still be sold for a good price!" ”

"Come on, keep it if you want, I'm really convinced, after being a small boss for a few days, I will be poor!" Fang Yiai grabbed the brush and said with a wry smile, "Huan'er, I'll tell you, it's okay to keep it, but don't take it home, if I let my son see it, be careful to smoke you!" ”

"Hehe, if you don't take it home, you won't take it home, childe, the maid asks you, are you bothered. If you have one, you can talk to the servant! ”

Fang Yiai was speechless for a while, this little girl had only been the boss for a few days, and she began to want to give someone in his room a psychological counseling class, "Okay, you little girl, you know what to do, just learn to manage your restaurant well, and enlighten others!" ”

"Childe, you don't look down on people anymore, where is the servant small, Mrs. has said it, the servant can serve the son to sleep" As soon as he said this, Xiaohuan realized that he had leaked his mouth, a good girl's house, how could he say such a shameless thing?

Fang Yiai looked at Xiaohuan and kept laughing, which made Xiaohuan's pink face instantly flush red, how could she bear the eyes of the housing beloved, and ran out with the painting, "Childe, it's all your fault, it's embarrassing to hurt the servant" (to be continued.) )