Number of romantic figures

Chapter 1781

Allowing Feng Ziying to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Xiuyan bit her cherry lips lightly with her white teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with affection, "Brother Feng is sympathizing with the poor little sister's fate?"

Feng Ziying couldn't help laughing, put down her hands, and shook her head: "Why does Xiuyan underestimate her so much? Brother Yu can't help it."

Xiuyan's cheeks were even redder, her clear eyes were like a deep spring, she hesitated to speak.

"Okay, Xiuyan, don't think too much. Brother Yu didn't expect this turn of events. He thought you had nothing to do with the Jia family. Who would have thought that your father would be involved in things like She Shibo? As a result,…”

Feng Ziying pondered and said: "Brother Yu is helpless at the moment, but Brother Yu will find a way to rescue you and Lingtang first when we get down."

A hint of surprise flashed across Xiuyan's beautiful eyes, she had given up hope for it, but she never expected that Brother Feng would give herself a pleasant surprise as soon as he came.

"Brother Feng, is it really okay? Don't just..." Xiuyan looked forward to it just because of my younger sister.

"Don't worry, brother Yu would do something that violated laws and disciplines. Naturally, we should deal with it according to the laws of the court. The matter of your father has nothing to do with you and the court. As for the disputes about property, it is naturally difficult for the family to clarify. If you must If you figure it out, then release it on bail pending trial, which is not a problem." Feng Ziying paused before saying, "That means dealing with the Ministry of Punishment, it may take some time, my sister should not be anxious in prison."

Xiuyan showed a look of determination on her face, she pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Brother Feng, don't worry, my younger sister understands, she will be patient and wait for the good news from Brother Feng."

Seeing that there were still tears in the corner of Xiuyan's eyes, she smiled sweetly, like an orchid in the empty valley suddenly blooming, Feng Ziying's heart skipped a beat when she saw it, because the two wanted to avoid outsiders from watching, Feng Ziying turned her back to the outside, Xiuyan was on Feng Ziying's chest, They were so close, Feng Ziying couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed the delicate and blooming red lips lightly.

Xiuyan was struck by lightning, his whole body was stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hands, but the joy, joy and excitement in his heart were hard to suppress.

For girls in this era, it is almost impossible for a man to marry someone else once they kiss like this, even if they are engaged couples, the rules are stricter, and at most they just meet each other, and it is absolutely impossible to even hold hands. And Brother Feng actually kissed himself?
Feng Ziying wasn't entirely out of control, she felt pity and wanted to encourage the other party to persevere in prison.

In Feng Ziying's view, Xing Xiuyan's lawsuit should be much simpler than Tanchun and Xiangyun's, and it is much easier to get out. He is also sure that he can get Xiuyan out soon, but the relationship between Xiuyan and himself has not yet been resolved. He was so close to that level, and he also knew that Xiuyan actually had a good impression of him, so, it would be better to make a reservation, and it would be regarded as a reserved position.

Gently and firmly looking at the bewildered Xiuyan, Feng Ziying shook the other's catkin again, and then said softly: "My sister is waiting for Brother Yu, don't worry."

Until Feng Ziying left, Xiuyan was still immersed in the complex emotions of excitement mixed with fear and joy, and even ignored Long Jinwei's subsequent search and detention, so that Zhuan'er and Douguan, the two young The maid thought that her own girl was scared out of her wits.

After leaving Lu Xueguang, Feng Ziying came to Ouxiangxie.

Seeing Feng Ziying coming, Shi Xiangyun was also overjoyed.

Shi Xiangyun, who had already been mentally prepared, was not at all surprised that the raid was coming. No matter which side she came from, she could not escape, the Shi family, the Sun family, and staying in the Jia family was just looking for more companions.

She doesn't have too many personal belongings in the Lotus Root Champs Elysees, so she also seems very calm.

It was the same when Feng Ziying came, and found a secluded place to comfort her.

Maybe it's because he let go a long time ago, or because he feels that his future is destined to be ill-fated, Shi Xiangyun's emotions are much hotter than those of Tanchun and Xiuyan.

Feng Ziying also fully felt the passion of this girl who dared to love and hate, which also made him more determined to find a way to save her.

When she walked out of the Ouxiangxie, Feng Ziying took a deep look back, and quietly stuffed the fragrant apron into her sleeve to hide it.

This is Shi Xiangyun's last token of love for himself. Both Feng Ziying and Shi Xiangyun know that although Feng Ziying vowed to rescue her, it is too difficult, far better than Tanchun and Xiuyan, and the court cannot tolerate it. Qi Yongtai and Qiao Yingjia would not allow Feng Ziying to be so unscrupulous.

Feng Ziying also felt the cruelty of this era more and more. Even though she was already in the fourth rank of official position, she still didn't have much initiative in this kind of matter, and she still needed to be patient.

The only way to do that is to accelerate growth to the point where anyone needs to take their own opinions and attitudes into account, so that they can have no scruples about these things.

In a word, any suffering stems from your lack of strength.

Nuanxiangwu's situation is similar to that of Lu Xueguang's. Xichun is originally a cool-hearted person, and he is not very particular about the usual expenses. In addition to the pens, inks, papers, inkstones, chess, calligraphy and paintings that are often used, even clothes and jewelry There are very few of them, which may also have a lot to do with her being a girl from Ningguo Mansion, but living here.

When Feng Ziying went in, Xichun stood alone in front of the window, looking out the window indifferently, while Ruhua hugged Xichun's arm tightly and lowered his head, as if frightened by the rude actions of the fans.

Seeing Feng Ziying coming in, the girl in the painting was the first to cry out and shouted "Master Feng is here", Xichun woke up from her contemplation, turned her head suddenly, and took two quick steps before realizing that the occasion was inappropriate. He stopped, and stopped talking.

Feng Ziying knew that she had always been like this, so she just nodded with a smile. Xichun was blessed and said in a low voice, "Brother Feng, you are here."

"Of course I want to come." Feng Ziying looked around, "Your sister hasn't suffered any grievances, has she?"

Xichun blushed slightly, and shook her head, "But they are all foreign objects, if they want to confiscate them, they should confiscate them. Anyway, my little sister can't take these things away."

"Oh?" Feng Ziying looked at the fans and soldiers who obviously relaxed their movements and footsteps, and asked casually, "Is there nothing worthy of my sister's concern?"

After Xichun was taken aback, her face suddenly turned bright red, her eyes became a little softer, and she said hesitantly: "There is one item that I am a bit reluctant to part with. I am afraid that after they search it, if they do not keep it properly, they will not find it..."

"Is it worth it?" Feng Ziying thought it would be troublesome to take away jewelry or antiques and keep them for her, so it would be better to buy them back when they are on sale.

"It's worthless. It's just a painting that my little sister randomly scribbled. It would be great if Brother Feng could take it home and keep it for my little sister." Xichun's voice had become like a gnat, almost inaudible, and the shame on his face Even thicker, twisting the sweat towel with both hands, and dare not meet Feng Ziying's gaze.

Feng Ziying was puzzled, and turned her head: "What kind of painting is it? Brother Yu can just get it. If my sister painted it herself, then there is no problem. Brother Yu will keep it for you."

Xichun bit her lip and walked towards her embroidery room, followed by Feng Ziying.

Zhao Wenzhao winked at the two fans who wanted to keep up, and the two of them just walked to the edge of the embroidery room without going in.

Anyway, they have searched through the embroidery room, there is nothing valuable, Xiao Feng Xiuzhuan obviously wants to win the heart of the troubled girl in front of him, why bother to offend Xiao Feng Xiuzhuan for such things?

Xichun's boudoir was hung with a scarlet felt curtain, which added a little warmth out of thin air, as expected of Nuanxiangwu.

The size of the boudoir is small, a gauze curtain is lightly closed, and the blanket on the bed has been lifted, obviously it has been checked, the dressing table mirror, the brocade stool are all thrown aside, it is extremely messy.

The doors of the chest of drawers and wardrobe next to it were also opened wide, and all the clothes and bedding were carried out and placed on the floor, probably before they had time to count them carefully.

It was obvious that these guys came here for these worthless things, but wanted to find objects such as jewelry and curios in it, but unfortunately they were disappointed.

Following Xichun's gaze, Feng Ziying saw a painting hanging on the wall at a glance.

The painting is facing the shark gauze tent, and you can look at it when you look up, but it is difficult to see it from outside the door.

Xichun walked in a hurry, but her face was a little more ashamed. She was not tall, and she tried to take down the painting with her feet on her feet.

Feng Ziying took two quick steps, while supporting Xichun's somewhat thin waist, while looking at the painting carefully.

There is no doubt that this is a meticulous portrait of myself.

In the painting, I am majestic, tall and straight, with a heroic look between my eyebrows, with one hand behind my back, and the other raised slightly in front of my belly, as if I am staring at the front, looking at the shape of my lips, as if I am talking .

Looking at the surrounding environment, Feng Ziying was a little familiar, and she suddenly turned around. Isn't this the scene of composing poems in the Aujingxi Pavilion that day?
There are still some figures around on the picture scroll, but they are somewhat blurred and indistinct, but there is a somewhat petite and beautiful figure, although the face cannot be seen clearly, but judging from the figure, it is undoubtedly Xichun herself.

At the bottom of the picture scroll, there are two lines of thin gold characters, "Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of blue silk is worried about the new year. I only look at the moon and protect each other, and I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals."

She knew this without even thinking about it, and Feng Ziying was also speechless, it seemed that her glance had really pierced into the depths of this girl Xichun's heart, making this girl obsessed and unable to extricate herself.

"Is this what my sister said?" Feng Ziying sighed, and supported Xichun so that Xichun could take down the painting, "Why bother?"

Xichun's bright eyes revealed a trace of clarity, and her pink cheeks glowed: "This is my treasure."

　The fourth update, do you guys really have no monthly pass?

　
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