However, what she said was not unknown to Fengcheng. The reason why he was in trouble was really because of the General's long-pan Qiu knot. It was because of the General's long-pan Qiu knot that he could only swallow his anger again and again.
"Hong Luan, these dads can move, but these roots and vines are intertwined and unbreakable. They can't be destroyed so easily."
Feng Hongluan smiled: "Thank you, my daughter came here just to say this. Dad, please sober up and listen to my daughter slowly."
Feng Hongluan brought a cup of hot tea over and had a long chat with Fengcheng.
For a full hour and a half, she told her plans and strategies one by one. Fengcheng was shocked at first, then surprised, and then almost applauded Feng Hongluan.
He never thought that his daughter would be so smart, and even the military in the camp would be hard-pressed to match her.
The father and daughter talked until late at night. Finally, Feng Hongluan finished what he wanted to say: "Father, it's getting late. Just do what your daughter said. Don't worry, you may not be able to use a machete."
Cut off those intricate roots and vines, but if they are set on fire and burned, no matter how strong the roots and vines are, they will not be able to withstand it."
What Feng Hongluan said was profound, and there was something in it.
Fengcheng nodded and laughed: "Yes, Hongluan, then I will do everything as you say."
When we came out of Weifeng Pavilion, the drum was beating to the fourth watch.
After talking a lot, I was really a little sleepy. I went to Xingdong Pavilion. Feng Hongluan couldn't help but yawned. Now, everything is waiting for dad to prepare, except for the last bit of east wind. This bit of east wind, when dad is ready, Feng Hongluan
I thought I would ask someone to borrow it. I believe he would not refuse to borrow it. He would definitely be happy to get rid of someone the emperor has been afraid of for a long time.
Let's take a look at everything first, and then wait until his father has made arrangements.
In the darkness, Luo He held a lantern to see her off. When they arrived at the door of Xingdong Pavilion, Feng Hongluan sent Luo He back. As soon as he entered, strangely, the room was dark. Even if Liu Xiang fell asleep, he knew she had not come back yet.
They should have left a light on for her. Besides, with her personality, if she didn't wait for her to come back, how could she go back to her room to sleep? She would have to lie down beside the table in her cloak and wait for her.
Could it be that the night wind blew out the candles? But it shouldn't have been all blown out. There were seven or eight lanterns in her room!
That's all, nothing will happen anyway, this is Feng Mansion.
Taking advantage of the snow, she arrived at the door and opened the door. There was a little light in the room. After getting used to it, she was able to see things clearly. She stepped forward, took the fire twister from the tray on the table, and was about to light the candle.
, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him.
She was startled and turned around quickly. Then, her face turned pale with fright. In the darkness, there was a man standing. Judging from his stature, he was a man, but his appearance was very rough. Now, he was standing right away from her support.
, I don’t know if he followed her in, or if he was already in the house, waiting for her to appear.
"Who is it?" She held the fire twister hard, as if she was using it as a weapon.
"You are not as courageous as I think."
In the darkness, there was an all-too-familiar voice. When Feng Hongluan heard this, he became really angry and wanted to punch him.
"Prince Jin, after all, you are also a member of the royal family. Breaking into my Feng Mansion several times is a trivial act. Now that you have sneaked into my boudoir, aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself by telling me?"
Feng Hongluan is completely wary of him. She used to care about his identity and didn't dare to make any mistakes. Now she realizes that this person is itchy. The more you give in and be polite, the more he will push forward. Thinking of the forced kiss that day
, I should just bite his tongue off so that he can never make a sound for the rest of his life, lest he appear and scare people in the middle of the night.
Hong Yan laughed, a bit frivolously: "You can tell me that my reputation is as bad as salted fish. I don't care if it gets worse. It's you. I broke into your boudoir in the middle of the night. You said, if someone else
If you know it, how will you spread it? You should know that in recent years, the streets are full of people who eat too much and have nothing to do.
No, I will make up all kinds of stories for you when I am bored: for example: King Jin’s devil grabs Miss Feng’s house, Feng Hongluan, and pushes Miss Feng down to humiliate her. Or, Miss Feng’s house secretly talks with Prince Jin.
If someone discovers their adulterous relationship, in order to protect their reputation, they falsely claim that it is the King of Jin who breaks into the boudoir secretly and threatens her with death. She has no choice but to obey, or maybe..."
"That's enough, Prince Jin, you are shameless, I want more!"
The filthy talk is really offensive. I really don’t know how the wise and noble Emperor, the graceful and courteous Prince Huai, and the honest and honest Prince Qian could have such a brother. Is he really a prince? Even more so than the gangsters in the market.
Might as well!
"That's a good scold. I like your mouth. I've been waiting for you all night and I'm hungry. Is there anything I can do to fill my stomach?"
"No! Your Majesty is hungry, just go home quickly." Feng Hongluan lit the fire twister, looked around, but there was no sign of Liuxiang, and asked quickly, "Where is Liuxiang?"
Hong Yan made an innocent look: "If you ask me, who should I ask?"
"You?" Feng Hongluan knew that he must have done something to Liuxiang, "Where is Liuxiang?"
"If you promise to make some food for me, I will tell you."
Feng Hongluan's face turned red: "I don't know how. If you want to eat, there are cakes on the table, so just eat it."
"I said, I want you to make it. I asked you to eat something before, but you refused. I was a little angry. If you hadn't made it with your own hands, I wouldn't have eaten it. Of course, if you don't want to know where Liu Xiang is,
No matter where you are, you can reject me."
A smile appeared at the corner of Hong Yan's mouth, and he watched Feng Hongluan's expression change with interest. On that beautiful face, there was a flash of anger, and then some worry, and finally, he regained his composure: "
good!"
*
There was no one in the kitchen of Feng Mansion. Feng Hongluan rolled up her sleeves and put on her apron in a serious manner. Then, she scooped out a small bowl of rice from the rice vat and soaked it in hot water for a while. It looked like,
It's not the same thing.
However, Hong Yan suddenly became interested, and she could always surprise him.
Composing poetry, dancing, but this time, cooking skills are actually also amazing.
While he was looking forward to it, she suddenly poured out the water for soaking the rice. It was turbid white, and then brought it to him: "Your Majesty, children from poor families all grow up drinking rice soup. Rice soup is also food.
It can also satisfy your hunger, and the prince can enjoy it slowly."