The bird was still silent. Fengyun frowned slightly, stared at its eyes for a while, sighed, and looked at the sky outside: "If you don't say you're going to pull it down, I'll leave!"

After saying that, the bird didn't say anything, Fengyun walked out gently. After walking two steps, the crisp voice behind him remembered again: "Chen'er, Chen'er!"

"Ah, you remember me?" Feng Yunqing turned his head violently and looked at the bird in surprise.

"Chen'er, Wen'er misses you so much!" The little bird looked at Feng Yunqing and spoke crisply again.

His body suddenly stiffened, Fengyun looked at the bird lightly, and Wen'er's mouth twitched: "What's your name?"

"Chen'er! Chen'er! Chen'er..." The bird immediately shouted crisply, with a cheerful voice.

"Who is Wen'er?" Feng Yunqing heard the bird's cheerful cry and looked at it. Suddenly, she felt a strange and elegant aura merged into it. She still looked at the bird without looking back.

"Min'er!Min'er!Min'er! Are you back?" The little bird suddenly looked away from Feng Yunqing's face and suddenly became happy.

It turned out to be a little annoying! Feng Yunqing looked at the bird's cheerful appearance, and her face twitched involuntarily. She turned slowly and saw Wenchu's body lazily leaning against the door frame, with her pair of phoenix eyes looking at her with a strong gaze.

Feng Yunqing looked at him for a while, but it was still difficult to blend with the black boy more than ten years ago, so he gave up and looked at him: "Do I call you brother? Or should I call you little black boy?"

Wenchu's body stiffened, her eyes swept across the wind and clouds' lightly out of the water, and her clear and moist voice was faint: "Whatever you want!"

"It's still so boring as before!" Feng Yun gave him a blank look, slowly walked over, stopped a step further away from her body, and looked up at Wenchu's eyes.

Wenchu's body was still leaning against the door frame, motionless, and her phoenix eyes looked at Fengyun's eyes as light as water without blinking.

Time passed by minute by minute, and about a cup of tea, Feng Yunqing spoke again and sighed softly: "It turns out that the person who has the same blood as me has this kind of color!"

Wen Chu's phoenix's eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Feng Yunqing looked at Wenchu ​​and suddenly threw herself into his arms, hugging Wenchu's slender body tightly. Qingling's voice was a little dull: "Don't push me away!"

Wenchu's body stiffened, and the stressed hand that had just stretched out stopped in the air. She felt her soft body pressing against her, and something flowed through her heart in an instant, numb, sour and astringent.

"No one is allowed to blackmail my money again!" Feng Yunqing spoke again.

Wenchu ​​said nothing, just stared at her in a daze, but her body gradually softened.

Feng Yunqing rubbed his head in his arms, feeling the elegant orchid-like breath, like the faint fragrance of lily of the valley outside, and sniffed hard: "Is there anyone else in our family?"

"It's gone!" A trace of pain flashed through Wen Chu's eyes and she said softly.

"Then I will be your family from now on." Fengyun said softly. Wenchu, he has placed hope for many generations from his grandmother to his mother! She should love him well. How difficult it is to find him in the long river of three hundred years.

Wenchu ​​didn't say anything. She only felt the warm current from her soft body flowing all over his body.

"You are talking?" Feng Yunqing raised her face and looked at Wen Chu's face. The outline between her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be careful, which made her feel anxious for a moment, as elegant as lily of the valley, noble and clean. Wen Chu lowered her head and looked at Feng Yunqing's eyes. Her clear voice was a hint of warmth. After a while, she slowly spoke: "Okay!"

The beautiful little face suddenly bloomed, and the lotus came out of water made the flowers lose their color. Fengyun looked at Wenchu ​​with joy: "Then you will be my brother in the future! I will treat you well. I will give you as much money as you want. As long as you don't sell me, it will be..."

Wenchu ​​looked at Feng Yunqing's little face, and was stunned at first, then the phoenix eyes suddenly surged into You Shen. When she heard her words, You Shen suddenly turned into a dark pool, and she could not see the bottom of her eyes.

"Wow, catch up with the chameleon!" Feng Yunqing suddenly stopped and looked at Wen Chu's eyes, opening his eyes as wide as water. He knew that Yun Banyue's eyes had changed quickly, and he never knew that Wen Chu's ability was stronger than Yun Banyue!

The depth in his eyes seemed to be a vortex, wrapping thousands of colors into it, leaving only black. Wenchu ​​suddenly reached out and pushed Fengyunqing's body away and walked into the house.

Feng Yun Qingzheng was surprised to see it. Wen Chu pushed him and staggered. He frowned and looked at his back as he walked inside. The back seemed stiff and cold, and there was inexplicable pain. He didn't understand that he was fine just now, but he offended him again. He followed in confusion: "Brother, tell me about your family's past three hundred years!"

Wen Chu paused, but he tried it and continued to walk forward. When he passed by the bird cage, the bird inside was born happily: "Min'er! Wen'er! Wen'er miss Chen'er! Where is Chen'er? Where is Chen'er? Wen'er miss Chen'er!"

Feng Yunqing's footsteps suddenly stopped and immediately stopped. Wenchu's body stiffened again. Then he walked to the closet as if nothing had happened and took a piece of clothing. He ignored Feng Yunqing and walked directly behind the screen.

Feng Yunqing stared at Wenchu's back in a daze. The heart that was a little relaxed just now suddenly felt very heavy. No matter how foolish she was, she knew that the bird said that Wen'er was Wenchu ​​and Chen'er was her...

The sound of water came from behind the screen, and Feng Yunqing stared at the figure projected on the screen. A small face instantly changed dozens of colors, and her body stood still.

The last trace of sunset faded away, the sky became dark, the wind and clouds stood quietly, and the sound of water in the room was softly sounding. There was a very beautiful inside. She had always wanted to take off other people's clothes and see them enough, or touch them all, but at this time she had no distracting thoughts.

The sentence suddenly flashed through my mind: "If you dare to steal my bird, I will never let you go in this life! I think about it... I'll marry you!"

Suddenly sighed in his heart, Fengyun turned around lightly, walked out of the door, shook out the white silk on his wrist, hooked the eaves of the house, and gently tapped his toes, and his body went up to the roof. His energy and light skills fell outside Wenlan Pavilion in a blink of an eye.

Wenchu's hand, which was squeezing water on her body, suddenly froze, and her delicate face turned pale. After a long time, she stood up from the pool, put her clothes on her body, walked out of the screen, stood in front of the window, staring out of the window.

The lily of the valley outside the window is bright and beautiful, and the noble and noble back of Wenchu ​​shows a charming and enchanting feeling for no reason.

Fengyun flew down, his feet touched the ground, and he closed the white silk on his wrist. Looking at Yu Wuqing, Rushui's eyes were not surprised at all, and he walked back: "Let's go!"

"Yeah!" Yu Wuqing's cold eyes were dyed with a warm color. He glanced at Fengyun, and slowly took a step, following her.

There was no longer any words, and the Tibetan Pavilion was quiet, and even the sound of a bird's cry could not be heard. The two of them walked slowly, either in front or behind, neither fast nor slow. Only the slight sound of shoes rubbing against the ground was very clear and rhythmic.

At the intersection that was about to leave Zangjiao Pavilion, Fengyun stopped and pointed at the side thinking: "That is your Luoqing Pavilion! Go and rest!"

"I'm not tired!" Yu Wuqing also stopped and shook her head.

"Your injury has not been cured yet! How can you not rest? I can't run away. Do you have to look at me so every day?" Feng Yun frowned and urged: "Go quickly!"

Yu Wuqing still shook her head: "I'm not tired!"

"Even if you are not tired, you have to sleep?" Feng Yun looked at him lightly, his voice rising a lot.

Yu Wuqing pursed her lips and said nothing. Feng Yunqing looked at him. Just as she was about to speak again, she heard footsteps coming in a hurry. When she heard this sound, Feng Yunqing's brain first responded to a headache. She turned her head in difficulty and saw a pretty young man with a handsome face and walking quickly. She was Zhang Yan, the leader she had just promoted.

It seems that someone has come again! Feng Yun looked at Zhang Yan, turned his head and said helplessly to Yu Wuqing: "Look at me, I'm so tired today, so don't cause trouble for me, okay?"

"I'll send you!" Yu Wuqing compared the posture of a sword.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Fengyun rolled his eyes lightly: "If everything could be solved with a sword, would I still be so annoyed?"

Yu Wuqing stopped talking, Feng Yunqing just looked at him. After a while, seeing Zhang Yan who had already walked closer, Yu Wuqing finally turned around and walked towards Luoqing Pavilion.

Feng Yunqing looked at Yu Wuqing leaving and immediately gave him a breath. Looking at Zhang Yan, her eyes were correct. This young man was quite energetic and steady. He was more suitable to serve as the guard leader of Feng Mansion than the old man chose.

"I have met Miss Seven!" Zhang Yan bowed and gave Feng Yun a light bow.

"Well, who is here?" Feng Yun looked at Zhang Yan lightly and changed to the guard leader, so naturally it wasn't that Brother Li who came to find her.

"It's the Seventh Princess!" Zhang Yan looked at Feng Yunqing's face, and his handsome eyes flashed with surprise, but in just a moment, he replied respectfully.

"She?" Feng Yunqing was stunned, and saw that the sky was getting dark, and frowned: "Has she brought the mask?"

"I don't know what mask Miss Seven said, but Princess Seven held a mask in her hand." Zhang Yan said respectfully again.

"Let her come in! Go to my yard!" Feng Yun's fingers in his light sleeves moved slightly, and gently rubbed his thumb and index finger. Chu Qinglu was really going to have Lan Xiaoqing's mask?

"Yes!" Zhang Yan nodded immediately and looked at Feng Yunqing: "The Crown Princess is still waiting outside the door, can the lady see?"

"No!" Feng Yunqing was decisive and straightforward.

"Yes! I'll let Princess Seven come in now." Zhang Yan turned around immediately and returned to the original path.

Feng Yunqing sensitively grabbed Zhang Yan and said that he would put Chu Qinglu in instead of inviting her. Although it was a word, the difference was too big. He immediately nodded to Zhang Yan's back. In the territory of Feng Mansion, the people in Feng Mansion didn't have to bow to others at all, that's right!
Chapter completed!