The Ice Lord Prime Minister’s Black-Bellied Wife

Feng Chunyang's lips smiled slightly, this time is fun, he has to send the good news to oranges immediately, and add an orange to make it more fun.

Feng Shuangshuang's eyes glowed. It turned out that my brother said he was going to take her to Beijing, not only because of Brother Li, but also because Brother Ming was about to get married. Oh, it ’s so good that she can finally see her sister-in-law.

Inside the ancestral temple.

Bai Xi was already tired. At this time, she was lying on a stiff couch with no posture at all. She hadn't seen her moving for a long time. If she didn't look closely, she thought she was asleep.

"Are you tired?" Gentle and sudden voice sounded suddenly, while Feng Ming was already sitting on the edge of the couch, and tenderly massaging Bai Xi's sour legs.

"Why don't you tell me that sacrifice is so troublesome and that it takes so long?" Bai Xi did not turn over when she spoke, but continued to lie on her face while enjoying his massage.

"I said, will you come again?"

"will not."

Feng Ming smiled lightly, he was too clear about her temperament, so he would not say.

"I won't participate in such ceremonies in the future."

Feng Ming did not respond, and continued the massage on his hands. With the last experience, this time he grasped the force very well. In addition, Bai Xi was considered a trainer, and soon recovered his physical strength.

"You have finished worship?" As soon as she entered the ancestral temple, she went directly to the side hall to rest. As for those worship services, she did not participate at all.

"Yep."

"Are you tired?"

"Not tired."

"Then let's go out, otherwise those outside should be in a hurry." They have been here for almost an hour, and if they don't go out, the outside will leave those people in a hurry.

"Wait."

"Yep?"

Feng Ming didn't explain it, instead she took Bai Xi directly to the main hall, and asked Bai Xi to stand in front of the tablet of the Feng family's previous owner, and let her add a joss stick.

In Feng Ming's words, she is Mrs. Feng and she wants to be incense.

In the main hall of the ancestral shrine, in addition to the tablet of the Feng family's previous owner, there are also portraits of the previous family owner.

"This is your father." Bai Xi pointed to the portrait in front of her. She was not in doubt, but affirmed. She finally knew why Feng Ming was so perfect, not only the beautiful mother, but also her father. So it is. The man in the portrait is naturally handsome and elegant, with a silhouette similar to Feng Ming's. Although the gloss of the golden eyes is not as bright as Feng Ming's, she can be very sure that this is the father whom Feng Ming admired.

"Well." Feng Ming calmly came to the portrait, and Jinmou stared straight at the man in the portrait. The color of admiration never appeared in the bottom of the eye.

"Why did your father die suddenly?" This question has been trapping her. She couldn't figure it out. How could his father be so powerful when he died?

"At that time, someone in the Feng family initiated a rebellion. In that rebellion, although his father was victorious, he was also seriously injured, but his father did not take good care of him. Instead, he went to the appointment and contested with his mother. With regard to the later ... ... "

"Sorry."

"Fool." Feng Ming smiled softly, and touched Bai Xi's head pettingly.

If she is seriously injured, she will go to an appointment to compete. How should she describe his father? Righteousness? Trustworthy? Maybe it can be said to be stubborn.

"Let's go, tired for a day, it's time to eat something." Feng Ming rubbed Bai Xi's head, turned and left steadily, Bai Xi followed closely.

The New Year's Eve dinner is still in the Dafu Hall. The rich New Year dishes, cheerful songs and dances, plus the New Year's atmosphere, the whole hall has a harmonious atmosphere. Everyone enjoyed the joyful atmosphere while enjoying the full meal.

It is one of the most important customs for New Year's Eve, so it ’s one of the most important customs for New Year's Eve, so they will enjoy it slowly. After eating, they will enjoy singing and dancing and drinking and laughing. This night, they will end Never sleep until night.

"Sleepy?" When Bai Xi was about to take a nap, suddenly Fengming's exclusive voice came from his ear.

"Some." In fact, she is not just some. If she is lying in bed at this time, she can fall asleep immediately.

Feng Ming looked up and instructed people to start lighting fireworks, and looked down at Bai Xi, who was still sleepy, "for a while. I won't be sleepy anymore."

"Well." Bai Xi nodded, she never questioned him.

As Bai Xi nodded in response, there was a loud noise outside the hall.

Immediately after Bai Xi and Feng Ming walked out of the hall, everyone followed them. The huge noise just now really scared them. They also wanted to see what the sound was? At the same time, what they want to know more is, what exactly is a firework that makes people sleepless?

With the booming sound, dazzling colored **** of golden light were also flying in the air, and a bunch of dazzling rays of light flew up into the sky. "Papapa ..." The beams of light suddenly exploded, golden, silver, Red, green, blue, star-like flowers flew around, like a flash of chrysanthemums, glorious. The entire sky above Syracuse was illuminated by fireworks and dyed red.

Everyone has been stunned by the beauty in front of them. Is this the fireworks in the house? How have they never seen it before? It is said that the owner deliberately ordered someone to go to another country and buy it at a high price. The intention of the owner was that they naturally understood that they could not help but they also started to envy the moon-daddy The owner cares so much of him.

"Does it look good?"

"Good-looking." How could she feel unsightly with such a colorful scenery, and she found that all the sleepy bugs had crawled away from her.

"Are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy."

Jinmou looked at the small face that was glowing with colorful light, and the bottom of her eyes was full of tenderness. As long as she liked it, he was happy.

With exclamation and joy, this is the atmosphere for the new year.

After the fireworks ended, everyone returned to the temple again, and continued their drinking.

Bai Xi just sat back in position, Master Feng Er suddenly appeared in front of her table, with a slight smile on his tone, "Come, hold, this is the red envelope my Feng Er gave to you."

Bai Xi stunned, red envelope?

"Do you hate my red envelope?"

"No ... no." Bai Ximune followed the red envelope handed by Master Feng Er, "Thank you."

"Minger also has a share."

Immediately afterwards, Master Feng Er distributed red envelopes to Feng Chun and Feng Shuangshuang and other juniors one by one. In fact, everyone has long been accustomed to this action of Mr. Feng Er. At this time of year, Mr. Feng Er will distribute red envelopes to the juniors at the banquet.

Bai Xi looked at the red envelope in her hands, she could not remember how long she hadn't received the red envelope. It seemed like many years. After she joined the anti-terrorism team, she never received the red envelope.