The wind lives in this life policy

When the wind and snow were getting thinner, Ye Xiaofeng and Feng Ce sat shoulder to shoulder on the ground, leaning against the window, listening to the sound of the wind blowing on the window, and occasionally small snowflakes came in and fell on the two of them. body.

Ye Xiaofeng had so many things to ask and say, it was like opening a door to a new world, and a series of questions popped up.

"That is to say, you traveled here a year ago?"

"That's right." Feng Ce answered every question, except for the time travel itself, he never hid anything from Ye Xiaofeng, "When I came here, the first person I saw was Lou Qinglan."

"Mr. Lou...so Mr. Lou also knows your identity?!"

"Yes."

"What did you say?!" Ye Xiaofeng was surprised, "Mr. Lou believed it?"

Feng Ce replied, "Of course he believes... because their Lou family and our Feng family are relatives by marriage."

Ye Xiaofeng was taken aback, this was even more exaggerated than Feng Ce Traveling.

"In-laws... do you mean marriage? Their Lou family married you hundreds of years ago? Is there any evidence?" Ye Xiaofeng became more and more unbelievable as he talked, "How many years and how many generations have passed! He actually Can you recognize it?"

How is this possible...

For a person to believe that the other party is time-traveling and at the same time recognize the same in-laws... God, do you have to be so crazy when you write the script!

Feng Ce patted his head, but didn't answer the question directly.

"This involves the privacy of their Lou family. I can't answer you directly... This happened 12 years ago. If you have a chance, you can ask him to tell you personally, or I will relay it after he agrees."

"Oh...okay!" Ye Xiaofeng nodded blankly, then a question came up in a second thought, "Then what did you do before? Uh, I mean, what kind of person were you before?" he said While racking his brains to search for all the ancient knowledge he has learned, "Take the number one scholar? Be an official? Or farm... I don't think you look like a farmer!"

Feng Ce laughed at his series of questions, cleared his throat, "In terms of identity...it's about the same as Zhao Changning."

"Zhao Changning!? Wait, Zhao Changning is a prince..." Ye Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, "You, are you also a prince?"

"Yes."

It was rare for Feng Ce to feel a little tired, leaning his upper body on Ye Xiaofeng's shoulder, quietly listening to the reverberation of their heartbeats and Ye Xiaofeng's voice, both reassuring and peaceful.

"That, that, you are a prince, I..."

Ye Xiaofeng suddenly felt unworthy, but Feng Ce had guessed it before he finished speaking.

"Whether it's a prince or a commoner... No matter what status I used to be, I already belong to you, Ye Xiaofeng, or do you want me to know that I am a prince?"

Ye Xiaofeng blushed a little when she heard that, and smirked, "Yes, yes... You are so nice, who would not want it."

"Really..." Feng Ce smiled lightly, and asked in a low voice, "How good is it?"

"Very good, good, good at writing, playing the piano, reciting poems and martial arts..." Speaking of praise, Ye Xiaofeng didn't even have to think about it, and shook it all out for him, "Handsome, unrestrained, domineering, evil, charming and crazy." Yushu facing the wind is awesome..."

The more he said the more outrageous, Feng Ce couldn't hold it back for a long time, buried in Ye Xiaofeng's neck and couldn't help laughing, the hot and humid breath blowing on the skin, Ye Xiaofeng was trembling.

"What are you laughing at? What I said is true, now everyone says that about you on the Internet..."

Feng Ce still smiled, didn't say anything, and finally stretched out his hand to touch Ye Xiaofeng's face, and kissed it with a smile on his face.

Ye Xiaofeng hugged him back, the kiss was very light and light, but the breath was hot and deep, and at the moment of lingering sentimentality, Ye Xiaofeng suddenly asked, "Yes, when did it start..."

"Huh?" Feng Ce asked while kissing, "What..."

Although this question is very old, it is something that anyone who has just fallen in love will want to figure out. Ye Xiaofeng is also a human being, this is the first time he likes someone, so naturally he cannot avoid it.

He looked into Feng Ce's eyes, "It's just... When did you like me, why didn't I feel it at all."

Speaking of this, Feng Ce felt a little helpless, "I've already told you once."

"Have you?" Ye Xiaofeng was shocked, thinking, when did you tell me you liked me...

Feng Ce sighed, and only said two words, "Red Dou."

"red beans?"

Um?What red beans... ah!He remembered, it was the red bean that Feng Ce gave him early that morning...Red bean, what happened to the red bean?

Feng Ce sighed again, and gave a reminder, "Wang Wei, "A Gift from the River to Li Guinian"."

"Wang Wei? I'm so familiar... Ahhh, I remembered, this guy is from the Song Dynasty..."

"..." Feng Ce: "...from the Tang Dynasty."

Ye Xiaofeng: "..." He coughed in embarrassment, "Well, what next? I haven't heard of it, what should I do?"

Feng Ce: "..." After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone and threw it to him, "You always like to use your mobile phone to check, now check."

"Oh..." Ye Xiaofeng took the phone and turned it on. After waiting for a while, he entered Baidu search, and then entered word by word, "Jiangshang gift... what gift? That gift!"

Wind strategy: "Gift of gift."

"Oh..." After entering the gift, another sentence came, "Li Guinian? What the hell..."

Feng Ce was really afraid that Li Guinian would crawl out of the ground looking for him in anger, so he couldn't bear it anymore, took the phone, switched the input method to handwriting, "Li Guinian, a musician in the Tang Dynasty, was trusted by Tang Xuanzong..." Think about it in the middle of the sentence Forget it, Ye Xiaofeng probably doesn't even know what a musician is.

When the whole poem "A Gift from the River to Li Guinian" appeared on the screen, Feng Ce handed the phone to Ye Xiaofeng, "Read it."

So Ye Xiaofeng really obediently read it word by word, "Red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring."

Huh?So familiar!Ye Xiaofeng was suspicious.

Feng Ce listened quietly, "Go down."

So Ye Xiaofeng read on, "May you pick more..." Suddenly, he couldn't read any more.

"continue."

"..."

"I want to hear it..." Feng Ce forced it extremely rarely, "Read it out, don't be so quiet, I like to hear you read it."

Ye Xiaofeng rubbed his face, red hot.

"This, this thing..."

Feng Ce asked again, "How about this thing?" Then he stood up and stared at him from bottom to top.

"This thing... the most lovesick..."

Feng Ce smiled, "That's right...exactly, this thing loves me the most."

Ye Xiaofeng gripped the phone so tightly that he was sweating... Fuck... Do you want to be so flirtatious and use poems to express your confession, how can an illiterate like him understand it!

"Now, do you understand?"

Feng Ce leaned in front of him, his forehead lightly touched, the tip of his nose met, he rubbed against each other affectionately, and sighed extremely tenderly, "Red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches come in spring..." As he spoke, he kissed Ye Xiaofeng's lips, and opened his teeth. Close, stick out your tongue to enter, lick a circle in the hot and humid mouth and then withdraw.

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

May you pick more, that is my lovesickness because of you.