I and my wife wear Taoist robes [Rebirth]

The waist was embraced from behind, and the next moment, Feng Qingyi rested her chin on her shoulder, and said in a low and gentle voice, "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, how great it would be if Yanyan was always the same age. I don't need to know anything. The world is always beautiful and simple."

"But all that is just an illusion. A child thinks that the beautiful world is created for him by those who love him. Moreover, if your eyes can always see beautiful and simple things, then what is the meaning of age?" Feng Tsing Yi gnawed her neck sideways, causing Ren Ying to flinch, "Don't think about it."

"I heard from Jingru that someone assassinated you again today."

Feng Qingyi frowned: "Speak too much."

Ren Ying stretched out her fist and hit her waist, and was about to say a few words to her, when she heard Feng Qingyi let out a soft "hiss", and then bent down with her hands on her waist.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured?" Ren Ying panicked and held her arm nervously, she lowered her head to see her expression, but she lowered herself, Feng Qingyi followed her, and finally squatted down on the ground.

"Are you all right? You—"

The worried words stopped abruptly, and someone kissed her lips like a superficial kiss.

Ren Ying was stunned and then squinted her eyes, staring at Feng Qingyi's smiling eyes, the feeling of being teased suddenly rushed to her heart.

The next moment, she grabbed Feng Qingyi's arm and leaned forward, biting Feng Qingyi's thin lips fiercely, as if to vent her anger.However, Feng Qingyi didn't give her a chance to retreat, and took the initiative to entangle her.

After the two kissed, Ren Ying panted heavily, her face flushed hot, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw a little man standing beside them, staring at them.

It's Feng Chihiko.

Ren Ying shyly covered her mouth, and distanced herself from Feng Qingyi, but Feng Zhiyan still stared at her, and suddenly said: "Mother, Yanyan wants to kiss too."

As Feng Zhiyan said that, he pursed his mouth and moved towards Ren Ying, but was grabbed by Feng Qingyi and slipped away by the collar.

"You want a fart."

Ren Ying glared at Feng Qingyi, how could she say such foul language in front of children.

"Then why can you kiss, aunt?"

Feng Qingyi narrowed her eyes, "What did you call me?"

Feng Zhiyan covered his small mouth and hid behind Ren Ying, seeking comfort in Ren Ying's ear, "Mother..."

"Yanyan is not afraid, let's go on lighting the lantern."

After receiving Ren Ying's answer, Feng Zhiyan seemed to sense that Feng Qingyi was wrong, and quickly ran away with the lantern on his short legs.

"Why did Yanyan call you aunt? He seemed to have called you that last time. It seems that you didn't teach him. Who is that?"

Feng Qingyi licked her cheeks, turned her eyes slightly away: "I don't know, but it's not a big deal."

Feng Qingyi paused for a moment and then said: "He called your mother, what do you call me?"

When Feng Qingyi asked this question, Ren Ying thought, really, Feng Zhiyan didn't seem to have called Feng Qingyi in front of her, and she didn't know what they called Feng Qingyi when they were alone.

It seems that there is no special title.

Ren Ying wiped her nose and teased her: "Then call me aunt, let's be sisters."

"Sister?" Feng Qingyi's eyes became sly, and he leaned into her ear to breathe, "Have you ever seen a sister who sleeps on the same bed all day and still does that kind of intimate thing?"

Shy and angry, Ren Ying gnawed on her ear.

Except for the occasional assassination that everyone is used to, this year has been fairly peaceful. On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Feng Qingyi took Ren Ying and others back to the capital.

Qi Wangjun's escort made this journey relatively safe.

After returning to Prince Qi's mansion, Feng Qingyi settled down and learned about the recent situation in the capital.

Those ministers are still entangled with Fengyue over Pu Tian's death, and several counties around Xihua County have also exerted pressure on Fengyue. Up and down the glass, in the streets and alleys, rumors have already started among the common people.

What Fengyue did made them afraid. If something difficult happened to them one day, they didn't dare to hope that Fengyue would save them. They were even afraid of being abandoned by their monarch and becoming a dispensable part.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Fengyue threw everything she could throw at her hand, got drunk, cursed and swearing, no longer the gentle manner of the past.

When Pu Fengxue walked into the hall, a cup was about to hit her head. With her martial arts, she should have avoided it easily, but she turned a blind eye and let the cup hit her head with a muffled bang, and then went straight It hit the ground and shattered.

Immediately, blood flowed from her forehead, and after a while, a big lump swelled up, looking very miserable.

But she was neither hurt nor angry, neither happy nor sad, it seemed that she was not the one who was hit by the glass.

Fengyue was very drunk, seeing the approaching figure in front of her split into three and suddenly merged into one, her eyes blurred and her head started to hurt.

Pu Fengxue didn't speak, just quietly looked at her embarrassed appearance.

Fengyue stretched out her hand towards her, but Pu Fengxue didn't take it.

The next moment, Fengyue began to vomit furiously towards Pu Fengxue's feet, and it took a while before she stopped.Looking up again, her mouth was covered with filth, her hair was messed up, and the appearance of a drunk was really disgusting.

Pu Fengxue moved his feet aside, neither kneeling nor addressing her.She walked forward and didn't stop until she was only one step away from Fengyue.