[69 Book Bar-www.] Ling Feng stepped out of the room, looking at the spacious yard in front of him, the high walls, the gorgeous glazed tiled house, and the mansion that could not be seen at all, and couldn't help but sigh that the official's mansion was indeed extraordinary. There were several men in dark blue uniforms sweeping the floor in front of the yard, and a few women in light pink maid's uniforms picking the peony flowers that had just bloomed. Ling Feng walked over step by step, and the servants and maids stopped their busy work and saluted one after another, saying, "Sir!"

"Okay, get up." Ling Feng quickly waved his hand to let them get up. He was really not used to people coming out to give such a big gift all day long. I wonder if it would be a long time ago?

The servants and maids stood up quickly and looked at Ling Feng in surprise. According to the prefects they knew before, they never asked them to get up, and they often punished and scolded them for a little bit of trivial matters. Today, his eyes were so gentle, as if they had changed.

Ling Feng did not pay attention to the surprised expression on their faces, and still walked forward. He came to the Peony Pavilion and saw Zhen Fengxian coming to him from afar, but his eyes were flashing. He stopped and prepared to wait for her to come here. Zhen Fengxian's thoughts were still at the conversation with Liu Xiahuan just now, but he just lowered his head and walked forward, but ended up hitting Ling Feng heavily.

"Official, I'm sorry, I'm hitting you." Zhen Fengxian raised her head and saw that the person in front of her was Ling Feng. She hurriedly stroked his chest with her hands, as if she was very scared.

Seeing Zhen Fengxian so panicked and seemed to be worried, Ling Feng asked, "Fengxian? What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? Or?"

"No, no." Zhen Fengxian shook her head quickly and squeezed out a smile on her face, for fear that she would accidentally see something.

Ling Feng stared at Zhen Fengxian's charming eyes and chuckled: "It's better if you don't, Fengxian, if you are unhappy, remember to tell me."

"Well, I know." Zhen Fengxian continued, "By the way, official, I have ordered the servants to prepare the carriage, and now you can go out."

"Okay, let's go." Ling Feng took Zhen Fengxian's hand and walked out.

Zhen Fengxian couldn't help but stop. She looked at Ling Feng half-believingly and frowned and said, "We? Aren't you going out alone?"

Ling Feng held Zhen Fengxian's hand, gave her a positive look, and said, "Of course it's not me alone, we go out together."

Zhen Fengxian looked at Ling Feng in confusion, still remembering that he was cold and cold in the past. How could he be so gentle as today? How could he say he wanted to travel with her? Although he had many questions in his heart, she still didn't ask, and responded: "Okay!"

Ling Feng walked with Zhen Fengxian's hand for a long time before walking out of the Liang family's mansion. It was obvious that the official family's mansion was so big. When he came outside the Liang family's mansion, he saw a servant holding a horse. The carriage was parked outside the door. Ling Feng easily jumped onto the carriage, then reached out to Zhen Fengxian and signaled: "Fengxian, give me your hand."

"Yeah." Zhen Fengxian obediently handed her hand to Ling Feng's hand. Her body was very light. Ling Feng only used a little effort to pull her into the carriage. However, Zhen Fengxian took advantage of the situation and deliberately poured it into Ling Feng's arms, raised her head and said in a sweet voice: "Official, where are we going?"

Ling Feng looked down at Zhen Fengxian who was lying in his arms, smiled slightly, and said, "Where do you think you want to go? Let's go wherever we go, today is entirely up to you!"

He actually asked her to make the decision. Zhen Fengxian smiled and felt very happy. She thought for a while and said, "Would it be good to go to West Lake where we first met?"

Ling Feng nodded without any hesitation and said, "Okay, let's go to West Lake."

After hearing this, the driver drove to the bank of the West Lake River. There were inevitably some bumps along the way, but Ling Feng enjoyed the feeling of bumps. After all, he took the bus the most in the past, and he had to squeeze in with people. Most of the time, he didn't even have a seat. Occasionally, he got a seat. Ling Feng was either kind enough to give it to pregnant women, elderly people, or children who had no seats, or some domineering girlfriends. Now he could sit alone in such a large luxury carriage with gold and jade, and a servant was his driver, and he was hugging a beautiful woman in his arms. What's more joyful in life than this?

Ling Feng was trapped in his own beautiful thoughts and laughed out loud. Zhen Fengxian looked at Ling Feng for some reason and asked, "Official, have you discovered something interesting? Why can I always hear you laughing?"

"Do you want to know?" Ling Feng smiled jokingly and said, "Then let me tell you, because I have married a good wife like you who is both charming and gentle."

"Because me? What's wrong with you? You have never praised me since you passed by. How could you be today? I don't understand." Zhen Fengxian looked at Ling Feng in confusion. She didn't understand why he still praised her? When did he treat her as his wife? Is this still him?

"Is that so? Have I never praised you?" Ling Feng was also a little surprised. How could Fengxian never be praised? She doesn't look very gentle? Such a good wife doesn't know how to praise her. Could it be that Liang Wentian is a cold-blooded person, not close to women or?

Ling Feng was worried that his abnormality would arouse Zhen Fengxian's suspicion, which made the trip to Song Dynasty suddenly end, so he hurriedly concealed: "Of course it's because I used to be busy with official business and didn't have time! But don't worry, I will definitely take a lot of time to accompany you in the future."

"Really? You're not lying to me?" Zhen Fengxian still looked at Ling Feng half-believingly, wondering if his words were trustworthy? Didn't he ignore her before?

"Of course! What I said is true." Ling Feng held Zhen Fengxian's hand and kissed her, making her believe it.

"Well, I believe." Zhen Fengxian was still willing to believe it. After all, choosing to believe it is still a promising test. If you don't believe it, then you will only be disappointed.

With laughter and joy, time passed quickly. Finally, the carriage arrived at the bank of the West Lake River. Ling Feng took Zhen Fengxian's hand and got off the carriage together, and told the servant to wait here and not to follow him. Now is the time that only belongs to the two of them.

The two of them walked hand in hand to the Broken Bridge of West Lake. This was once the place where Xu Xian and Bai Snake met. They had performed countless sad and beautiful love here. When Ling Feng came here with his girlfriend, he never thought there was anything good here. Apart from a clear lake, a few elegant pavilions, and ancient poems left by his ancestors, there was nothing worth appreciating. Why is it so famous here? It is simply that the unforgettable love has been staged here.

At this moment, Ling Feng stood on the broken bridge of West Lake more than a thousand years ago. Looking at the falling leaves in front of him and smelling the fragrance of autumn chrysanthemums, he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart. Although he was still alive, he was not in the same time and space, not in the same space. Although he resurrected himself to a prefect who had no worries about food and clothing, this was not his former self. After all, this body belonged to him in less than a day. The body he had lived happily and happily no longer exists. There is no computer, no mobile phone, no mp3, and even no electricity. He is the only one here, a modern person living in ancient times. He suddenly missed his mother at home. Although she was very strict with herself, it was all for her own good. Now that she was letting her give black hair alone in that time and space, isn't she very sad?

When he thought that he would never go back in the future, Ling Feng wanted to cry inexplicably. Seeing that Ling Feng had not spoken on the broken bridge, his eyes were full of tears, he hurriedly said, "Official, why are you crying?" Ling Feng wiped his nose with his hand, then looked up at the sky, trying to force the tears back to his eyes, but how could this be possible? The tears still fell. He forced his smile and said, "The wind here is really strong, and sand can blow into his eyes from such a distance." As he said that, he rubbed his eyes with his hands to prove that the wind really blew the sand into his eyes just now.

"The sand blew into your eyes? Master, let me come and help you blow." Zhen Fengxian leaned forward and blew his eyes gently for Ling Feng.

Ling Feng pushed Zhen Fengxian's hand away, waved his hand and said, "Okay, thank you."

"Thank you? Official, why do you want to say thank you?" Zhen Fengxian was quite surprised to see Ling Feng being so polite to her.

Ling Feng did not answer again, but thought that the status of ancient women was indeed very low, so low that they would accept everything. They never knew why they did that? Since they were all husbands and wives, why were they still unequal? ​​Why did they salute and kneel down when they saw their husbands? Are ancient women really just an accessory to men? Ling Feng shook his head. He wanted to subvert this absurd concept. Since he would play the role of Liang Wentian in the future, he would definitely not let Zhen Fengxian suffer any grievances in the future.
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