What a familiar taste.

A faint smell of herbal medicine pounced into Feng Feixue's breath, making Feng Feixue raise her eyes and look at the man who bumped into her arms: Under her thick eyebrows were a pair of deep eyes as deep as an ancient pond, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his eyes narrowed slightly

, with a faint melancholy, makes people unable to help but be attracted by his eyes.

He opened his red lips lightly, revealing his white teeth as white as a shell, and his voice was as low as the breeze in the deep valley: "Miss Four, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

A long time ago, Feng Feixue reminded her that the last time she met Xia Lingzhen seemed to be at the birthday party of the prince/concubine.

She smiled slightly, took two steps back and kept a distance from Xia Lingzhen before she spoke slowly: "Yes, I still remember the last time I met Mr. Xia was at the birthday party of the prince/concubine. I don't know Mr. Xia today

Is that good?"

Xia Lingzhen smiled softly: "Fortunately, it's just... this side is probably the last side of Lingzhen and Miss Fourth."

Feng Feixue couldn't help frowning, and her dark eyes looked at him with a puzzled look: "Why did Mr. Xia say that?"

"There are too many shops in Suzhou, and the housekeepers there probably won't come. I'll get Suzhou to manage and rectify them well. Maybe..." The smile on the corner of his lips faded: "I will still settle down there and marry you.

Wife gives birth to children.”

"Suzhou is indeed a rich and beautiful place. If Mr. Xia gets married, you must tell Ruoxi!" Feng Feixue smiled quietly, without any complicated expressions on her face.

But Xia Lingzhen really hoped that she would have that disappointed look, that kind of reluctance and nostalgia look. Only in this way could he be cruel to sell Suzhou's business and stay with her in Kyoto... But, she

He must have not been moved by it. He had heard of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince want to propose marriage to her. He also knew that his identity was not as precious as those two people, but he just wanted her to be moved by him.

If he is nostalgic, even if he has nothing in Kyoto, he will be happy to like the woman in front of him in his life. 14967626

In fact, Feng Feixue vaguely felt that Xia Ling really had some feelings for her, but she knew that she could not tolerate other men in her heart. All she could do now is to gain a foothold in Prime Minister Lin’s mansion and live a relatively clean life.

A comfortable life.

The Li Chen she was looking for was also her hope in this life, so she would not fall in love with any man before this.

Yang Jiumei stretched out her hand and pulled Feng Feixue's sleeve: "Miss Four, let's go!"

Feng Feixue smiled at her and said, "Okay!"

When I missed Xia Lingzhen, Xia Lingzhen's big hand clenched with fists wanted to spread it to hold Feng Feixue's wrist and tell her that if there was a man who was willing to love you only for the rest of his life, would you be willing to marry him?

Good species are forbidden.

But he knew that he and the fourth lady could only meet three or four times. If they really confessed like this, how could she believe his sincerity?

But she really didn't know that he had really thought about her day and night, tossing and turning on the bed, tea and food, and not wanting to eat, after he heard that the prince and the seventh prince proposed marriage to her... But he just didn't have the courage

, walked to her and told her, can he stay by her side for the rest of his life?

Xia Lingzhen turned around slowly. When he saw Feng Feixue's figure disappearing behind the gate of Banxiayuan, the corners of his lips were gently raised, with a bitter smell. He made a wish in his heart, if he could still protect him.

When he comes back from his life, he will definitely stand beside her and tell her that Xia Ling really must marry her, and she will be together for a lifetime.

For some reason, when Feng Feixue thinks of Xia Lingzhen's melancholy and deep eyes, she feels mixed in her heart, as if the sad eyes are like a slender silver needle, which pierces into her heart and makes her

I couldn't help but feel a little hurt.

Although they only met three or four times, it can be said to be a chance meeting, but every time they saw her, she felt a slight sense of sadness. Could it be that when Li Chen separated from her from the ancient tomb, they showed the same thing.

Is his eyes also a deep and sad face?

Thinking about it now, it should be like this. It turns out that Xia Lingzhen's melancholy expression was the ultimate reason why she became heartbroken after missing Li Chen.

"Ruoxi, the bun you combed for me is really beautiful!"

Yang Jiumei looked at her hair bun in the bronze mirror, like a beautiful lotus blooming on her head, with a few gems and beads on it, which were shiny and dazzling.

Feng Feixue was very happy to see Yang Jiumei laughing, and she couldn't help but laugh: "Just like it!"

Yang Jiumei got up from the wooden bench and took out a purple hairpin from her arms. The golden tassels on the hairpin were very simple and beautiful. Feng Feixue had seen this hairpin, which was exactly the hairpin she wore on her hair bun before.

"Ruoxi, you are so kind to me and have combed me such a beautiful bun. I don't know how to repay you. Then..." She didn't wait for Feng Feixue to accept or reject her request, she directly turned it on

The purple hairpin was inserted into Feng Feixue's hair bun. Seeing the golden tassels swaying gorgeously like the sunshine on Feng Feixue's white and jade face, Feng Feixue became more beautiful and charming. She smiled with satisfaction.

: "The hairpin is just used as a gift I gave to my sister, and we will be a family from now on."

Qiu Yan and Leng Xin were so shocked that they widened their eyes by Yang Jiumei's words. What is this called a family? Could it be that she and the second young master fell in love at first sight?

Feng Feixue couldn't help but smile when she heard Yang Jiumei's words. Her smile was less cold than the past. She smiled sincerely from the bottom of her heart. The golden tassels hanging by her face shook, making her smile dazzling.

After a few minutes, "Sister... Oh, I should call you your future second sister-in-law. So you have met my second brother a long time ago?"

Yang Jiumei is a very righteous and generous woman by nature. Some men's beggars are hidden on her body. After all, her grandfather and father are both generals, and she is a descendant of the general. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child, so she naturally has the freedom of being a soldier.

And the level of grandeur.

But at this moment, her cheeks were half red, like a red Dandan apple. She lowered her little face and said, "Actually, your second brother and I have met several times. The first meeting was because of a gangster.

The street market was ill-intentioned and rude to me, and he was very rude to me. I originally wanted to teach that person a lesson, but your second brother appeared in front of me in a heroic manner and punched the gangster..."

Feng Feixue was a little surprised because she knew that the third wife's son, who was the second brother Yang Jiumei, was actually a weak scholar. She just won the scholar this year and looked elegant and graceful, but she danced with swords and punched her.

It seems to be very difficult for a weak scholar.

However, her second brother is upright and righteous, and he is not like a bride-like Lin Ruxue, who is so savage and willful. 10nlk.

She looked carefully at Yang Jiumei's smile, as bright and cute as the sunshine. No wonder weak scholars like her second brother had the idea of ​​saving beauty.

"What happened later?" Feng Feixue asked afterwards.

"Later, the gangster got up from the ground, grabbed your second brother and gave him two fists, and broke the corners of your second brother's lips. In a hurry, I punched and kicked the gangster, that bad guy.

Finally, I was so scared that I ran away. I helped your second brother to the clinic to find a doctor to treat him... Later, your second brother and I agreed to go to the teahouse to drink tea and watch opera in a few days, and then nothing happened after that.

Now!"

Qiu Yan and Leng Xin couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Feng Feixue, who was calm and cold, couldn't help but be amused by Yang Jiumei's words this time.

"Sister, it turns out that it's not a hero who saves the beauty, but a beauty who saves the hero!" Feng Feixue covered her mouth and smiled. Yang Jiumei's cheeks suddenly turned red. She shyly stretched out her little hand and gently pinched Feng Feixue.

Arm: "Sister, you are laughing at me again!"

Feng Feixue shook her head: "Sister, I just wonder how enviable your encounter is!"

Yang Jiumei and Feng Feixue looked at each other and couldn't help but smile openly.

Qiu Yan and Leng Xin were a little stunned at this moment. Their lady never smiled like this. It seemed that Yang Jiumei was really in love with their lady.

It was already noon. Mrs. Yang and Yang Jiumei were planning to go home, but the third lady tried to keep them and didn't want them to leave, saying that they would wait here. Her son Lin Jingchun rushed back from Kyoto soon.

In fact, everyone in the Lin Mansion knows that Lin Jingchun has been busy with official business recently and has not withdrawn back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the past few days. The reason why the third wife tried to keep Mrs. Yang and Yang Jiumei was to please them, because she was afraid that they would not like this family.

Marriage, don't marry her son.

She carefully prepared a lunch and tried to keep it again and again. In the end, Mrs. Yang and Yang Jiumei couldn't refuse the affection, so she had to stay and have dinner with the people in Prime Minister Lin's mansion.

After lunch, Yang Jiumei took Feng Feixue's hand and said that she had eaten too much and wanted to walk around the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Feng Feixue got up, smiled and left Banxiayuan with her, and was walking in the garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Ruoxi, when I was having lunch just now, I found that your second sister and Xia Lingyu stared at you, they were always fierce and annoying." Yang Jiumei was a straightforward person by nature and couldn't hide her words.

He frowned, as if he hated them very much.

Feng Feixue Feng Qingyun said calmly: "They just looked at me fiercely and didn't dare to do anything to me."

However, Yang Jiumei patted her chest and said, "It's okay. If they dare to bully you, tell me that I will teach these two little girls a lesson!"

Feng Feixue waved her hand: "No! You will be the bride of your second brother from now on, my second sister-in-law, and my second sister-in-law. Are you afraid of being rude to do this?"

"What a rude and indecent person? I am like this in my life. I can't stand those bad-minded women. If they dare to bully you, I will deal with her. I care whether her mother is the eldest wife or who, in short..."

He grabbed Feng Feixue's hands: "If anyone dares to bully you, I will never spare her."

Feng Feixue really couldn't believe it. This was their first meeting, but Yang Jiumei was like her closest friend, talking to her wholeheartedly, thinking about it for her. She didn't regard her as an outsider, but she was still

I really feel that I got the same thing with Yang Jiumei at first sight, and I also like such a generous and righteous woman from the bottom of my heart.

"Yeah, who do I think it is? Isn't it Miss Ninth in Gong Gong's Mansion? She ran to the Prime Minister's Mansion to be a daughter-in-law with a illegitimate son. She thought she was very noble, so she started to yell lawlessly?"

A woman wearing a pink cloak and a pink dress, with a delicate face with a slight sharpness, walked out swaying. Beside her was a woman in a plain blue dress, and the woman gave birth to a willow

Ye bent her eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, her cheeks are pointed, her eyes are as beautiful as she looks, her frown and smile are so beautiful that almost all men in the world are addicted to her.

The person who spoke was Xia Lingyu, and the third wife was her aunt. This time she heard that her cousin Lin Jingchun was going to have a blind date and shouted that she would come over to see her. She even brought Xia Lingzhen to accompany her to the Prime Minister's Mansion to play.

Yang Jiumei looked at Xia Lingyu coldly: "Xia Lingyu, are you trying to fight? If you want to be broken or half-destroyed, my Yang Jiumei will still help you!"

Xia Lingyu raised her eyebrows and grinned: "It's not certain whether Yang Jiumei can marry my cousin. Don't be too proud of her here!"

Feng Feixue has long been unable to stand Xia Lingyu's arrogant and domineering appearance. She smiled faintly, but her eyes became much colder: "Miss Xia, it seems that your skin is itchy again. Isn't the lesson I taught you last time enough?

?”

This is what the so-called "talking about tigers" means. Xia Lingyu suddenly remembered the last time she and Lin Ruxue, Lin Rusi plotted against the fourth lady together, and wanted to hit her with a stick. Unexpectedly, she actually knew kung fu and beat them into pig's heads. Think about it

How miserable it looks.

Xia Lingyu took a few steps back and happened to be held by a pair of soft hands: "Sister Yu, don't be afraid! There are too many things happening in the Prime Minister's Mansion now, and some people will definitely not be too presumptuous, because she will be afraid of annoyance.

My father was punished.”
To be continued...