"There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. The phoenix soars, and the four seas seek the phoenix ......"

"The phoenix returns to its hometown and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix. When I haven't met anything, I don't know what to do! There are beautiful ladies in the boudoir, and the room is poisonous to my intestines. Why is the neck of the mandarin duck, the beard and the cheeks soar together......"

Sima Xiangru's Fengqiu Huang Fu can be described as a famous name, but in this big beam, it is the first time it has appeared, regardless of whether Feng Ji has other thoughts, he was directly shocked, and stayed for a while, and then blushed.

"Childe is made for slaves?" Feng Ji knelt on one side, raised her face, although the veil was not real, the blush could not be hidden, her eyes were moist and flashing, as if she was emotional.

Zhou Shaoyu can't tell the authenticity, if it's a show, then this Feng Ji is also like a flower vine, she is a master of disguise.

Isn't it just a joke, Zhou Shaoyu is also a master here, it depends on who loses first and shows his feet.

"Life is just a few autumns, just a few fingers, the country is beautiful, but the beauty is more beautiful, love the country, love the beauty more, if there is such a beauty as Feng Ji, it is to abandon everything, so what's the matter?" Zhou Shaoyu raised his hand to pick up Feng Ji's chin and took the opportunity to remove Feng Ji's veil.

Their eyes flickered at the same time.

The lips are not dotted but contain Dan, the eyebrows are not painted and the horizontal cui is not applied, the skin is like condensation, the face is greasy, the blow can be broken, such a beauty, it can be fought with Diao Chan, how is this not surprising.

And Feng Ji, I'm afraid most of them didn't expect Zhou Shaoyu to unveil her so directly.

"The son favors the child, the concubine is happy, but the name of the son's wind and flow is also a little heard, the son is really willing to leave behind the beautiful talent of the Shanhuai Pavilion for the sake of the concubine? If this is the case, the concubine body will have nothing, and she will have no regrets in this life. Feng Ji seems to be shy and surprised, but this is interesting.

Benevolence? The inquiry is very clear, but it is not clear whether there is more investigation, but it should not be, unless there is some attention and investigation from the beginning of Shanhuai Pavilion's fame, otherwise Tanzhou is so far away, how can there be news so quickly.

And even if you know it, since you choose to invite instead of denounce something, there is obviously another purpose.

So what's so scary about Zhou Shaoyu? Originally, who asked Feng Ji to write an invitation with the meaning of 'I have a crush on you, come and tease me', so Zhou Shaoyu only needs to follow this line, unless Feng Ji takes the initiative to say it, Zhou Shaoyu can continue to pretend to be stupid, to see how long this girl can last.

"Fish, I want it, and I want it. Both are beauties, so why should I have both? Zhou Shaoyu stared at Feng Ji directly, beauty, don't look at white, don't look at it, nourish your eyes. Anyway, didn't you say that we are wind and flow, then wind and flow will be shown to you.

"Childe is really true temperament, but he is a slave to appreciate it." Feng Ji covered her mouth and giggled, and moved her body quietly, closing the distance.

"Hahaha, I'm like this, joy is joy, evil is evil, Feng Ji is so stunning, naturally happy, I don't know what Feng Ji means in her heart?" Want to hide? Think beautifully! Zhou Shaoyu decisively took it again, with an affectionate face, come on, hide, and continue to hurt each other.

Feng Ji saw that she couldn't hide, and she didn't know how to slander her in her heart, but on the surface, she looked shy, lowered her eyebrows, and whispered: "The son is good or bad, the concubine has already called the son to the slave boudoir, what does it mean that the son doesn't know?" ”

After that, Feng Ji raised her hand to cover her face, as if she was extremely ashamed.

Zhou Shaoyu shamelessly leaned closer, took a deep breath of fragrance, stroked a strand of hair with his fingers, and said, "Feng Ji used incense powder or incense?" ”

"Why did Childe ask this question? The slave never smoked incense, nor did he use incense powder, but what do you want from a good man? Feng Ji continued to cover her face.

Okay, are you afraid that we will touch our faces or kiss them directly?

Hearing this, Zhou Shaoyu had a score in his heart, this girl not only has a posture that is about to catch up with Diao Chan, but even the body fragrance is so clear.

But Zhou Shaoyu stayed in this room for a while, as the boudoir of his daughter's family, even if there is no incense powder and incense, but he has lived for a long time, it is cold in winter, and he rarely opens the window to breathe, why is there no smell in the house in this case? Obviously, this so-called boudoir is just an ornament.

"The so-called smell of the fragrance and know the beauty, if you smell the fragrance again in the future and don't see the person, you will know that it is you." As he spoke, Zhou Shaoyu sniffed. "Didn't you say Guixia Flower Carving? With such a beautiful woman as a companion, how can there be no good wine. ”

Feng Ji obviously hesitated, but finally got up and said softly: "If the prince wants good wine, you can take it with the concubine." ”

Backyard, under the osmanthus tree.

The soil is definitely not new, and just the first layer of intact moss on it can be seen that it is definitely some years old. Zhou Shaoyu and Feng Ji each took a small hoe and excavated.

At this time, Zhou Shaoyu was really a little hesitant, thinking of Fang Cai Fengji's hesitation, could it be that this wine was real? Is it really her daughter Red? It's hard to say, there were too many flaws before, maybe that moment of hesitation is not necessarily a show, it's not good, is there another place in this backyard where my daughter is buried?

No matter what he is, the wine that has been buried for many years is a blessing.

After some digging, it is winter, and it is inevitable to sweat a little, Feng Ji softly and weakly waved the small hoe, and from time to time raised her head to wipe the fragrant sweat on her forehead, and at the same time gave Zhou Shaoyu, who was also digging, a bright and shy smile, which was really tempting.

Be calm, be calm! Pink and red skulls! Ahh If they are all skeletons, what are their red faces?

Drink good wine, appreciate beautiful women, and beautiful women also dance beautiful dances, aside from the ingredients of acting, don't enjoy it too much, if both of them are true love, don't really be too complete, it's a pity......

The wine is good wine, but it is full of stamina, Zhou Shaoyu walked on the way back a little drunk, vaguely remembering that he stroked the piano, Feng Ji danced, and then copied a few poems to express praise, Feng Ji also smiled shyly and looked forward to it, feeling that Zhenzhen Lang had a concubine in general.

However, after all, it is a balloon, the more it blows, the bigger it blows, sooner or later it will burst again, tsk, alas, alas, alas......

At this time, Zhou Zaixing chased after him from behind, supported Zhou Shaoyu, who was a little shaky, and whispered: "Young master, my subordinates have sneaked in to see it, and there is no one who is suspected of being Prime Minister Gao, as for the Feng Ji depicted by the young master, if she is not mistaken, she should be a person in a daze in the park." ”

That's right, Zhou Shaoyu originally planned to continue to delay and see if this girl would dare to say that she would stay overnight or something, but it turned out that a girl came to report that Prime Minister Gao was coming, Zhou Shaoyu was suspicious, but he didn't dare to bet, so he had to leave quickly through the back door.

But now it seems that it is all fake.

"Sure enough, it's all fake." Zhou Shaoyu shook her head and looked up at the moonlight, but she didn't know what her real purpose was?

Want to make a name for yourself in poetry? Zhou Shaoyu doesn't think that Feng Ji's current fame still needs to be famous.

It's just that I can't stay in Beijing for long, so it's just a game.

(End of chapter)