Quickly pass through the villain, I will not escape

Chapter 222 214. I will not be responsible for you (25)

Feng Qingzhao's eyes flickered brightly, unable to distinguish between joy and sorrow, "Did I treat you badly? Why did I..." The voice behind her became weaker and weaker.

"What did you say?"

"After you go back... what if they force you to marry again? Are you going to run away from home?"

"When you marry, you marry." She put away the water bottle and scissors in the cabinet, "I figured it out, my mother will never harm me, and the wife she chose for me should be good to me."

"So you're determined to leave, aren't you?"

There was something wrong with her tone, Jiang Xinxin turned around, "What's wrong with you? I didn't want to stay in the palace from the beginning. Of course I have to leave early. Why...?" He blinked, "You can't bear to bear me? "

"You're thinking too much." She glanced away.

"Don't worry, I'll miss you even when I get home."

Feng Qingzhao clenched his veins in the hands behind his back.

In the middle of the night, she sat up from the bed and walked softly into the side hall where he was.

He was lying on his side on the soft couch, covered with a thin quilt, and occasionally smacked his lips, dreaming of something.

"How can you marry someone else?" The look in her eyes seemed crazy, "How dare you?"

She stretched out a hand to trace his thick eyebrows carefully, "You are not allowed to go anywhere except by my side!"

The spring is just right, and the peach blossoms in the palace peach garden are in full bloom, with colorful fallen flowers and fragrant flowers.

Feng Qingzhao and Jiang Xinshen sat face to face on a stone bench in the peach garden, and on the round stone table in front of them were a few side dishes and peach blossom brewed in a pleasant way.The breeze blows, the petal peach blossoms fall from the branches, the pink fairy falls on the dry ground, and falls on the smooth stone table,
Falling on the shoulders of the two...

This is a pink world, and it's also a pink... cage.

"Why are you in such a good mood today?" He picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth.

"General Jiang won the battle, and I want to celebrate with you in advance." She picked up the flagon on the table and poured him a glass.

Jiang Xinshen raised the wine glass, sniffed it lightly with the tip of his nose, a fresh fragrance of peach blossom permeated his heart, the corners of his mouth curled up, "This wine smells so good."

"I brewed this last year, try it."

"You can actually make wine!" Admiration flashed in his eyes, "Then I have to taste it." After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the porcelain cup.

"Eh..." He drooped his brows in shame, "I drank too fast, I swallowed it directly. Pour me another glass, this time I must drink slowly."

He holds the glass out in front of her.

There was a trace of treachery in Feng Qingzhao's eyes, and she slightly curled her lips, looking unusually coquettish among the peach blossoms.

"Okay." She nodded.

The slender hand poured the wine from the jug into his glass again, the crystal clear liquid reflected sparkling waves under the sunlight, dazzled his eyes a bit.

This time, Jiang Xinshen tasted the mellowness of the wine, it was slightly astringent, but the aftertaste was sweet.

"Delicious." He praised.

"Really?" She filled it up for him again, "Then you can drink more, just to save me, how about it?"

"Okay, no problem. I can drink the wine brewed by Her Majesty herself, and I still earned it." He giggled and drank it down again.

After drinking for three rounds, people also became groggy.

The corners of Feng Qingzhao's lips hooked slightly, and there was unprecedented joy in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)