"He, He, it doesn't really make any sense." Feng Lan's voice came softly like a mosquito, and he was so panicked at the moment, he didn't expect Ye Feng to discover the problem so quickly.
"It doesn't make any sense... What do you mean?" Ye Feng was a little bit nasty, and he was good at being cheap.
"I..." Feng Lan secretly glanced at Ye Feng, and seeing that there was no special joy on Ye Feng's face, she felt a little sad. But when he thought of going back like this, he might never see this person again, so he simply raised his head and said, "I like you!" , "Brother Ye, I like you, I have liked you for a long time!"
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"In the beginning, it was because you already had a marriage contract, so I couldn't say it. Later, after Sister Shuhua left, you have been busy pacifying foreign troubles, and I dare not say it, for fear that you will be distracted. So every time I go to see you, I just stay there. I'll be back in a few days. Later, I thought you knew." Feng Lan lowered her head again, "The people in the imperial city and your subordinates all know that I like you. But you seem to only take me as a younger brother. , I'm afraid that if I say it, I won't even have to do it for this younger brother."
"Then why did you suddenly decide to say it again?"
"My dad said, if I can't take you back to see him this year, I can't let my temperament come next year. No matter what kind of family he finds for me, I will marry."
"Then do you want to marry?"
"I don't want to." Feng Lan shook her head.
Ye Feng looked at Feng Lan silently for a long time, sighed deeply, and stroked his head: "It's getting late, you must be tired after traveling so far, go and rest first. I'll have someone take you back tomorrow."
Feng Lan's eyes were suddenly a little sour, and she felt that her body became extremely heavy in an instant. He nodded, "Yeah."
Ye Feng called the housekeeper over to guide Feng Lan, and the housekeeper quickly sent someone to clean up the guest room, and then took Feng Lan away.
When Feng Lan turned around, she lowered her head and never said a word.
Ye Feng looked at Feng Lan's back without saying anything, until his shadow completely disappeared in the yard, then turned back to the study. He stared at the row of apples that were neatly arranged in order on the table, and was fascinated for a long time.
"Have you settled down?" Ye Feng asked without raising his head when he heard the door.
"I don't know if it's settled or not," the housekeeper said.
"What is this?" Ye Feng frowned, obviously dissatisfied.
"Young Master Feng is crying." The butler who was nearly fifty years old, but was still very tough, said, "I feel very uncomfortable. You said that these years..." The butler suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the apple on the table, "This... This, this, this, what are the words on this apple?!"
"Heh, 80% of the time it was thought by Feng Lan when he was helping Prince Heng to look for the birthday gift. He would travel all over the country to look for the gift every year. I don't know how he came up with such a magical fruit this time." Ye Feng's eyes swept away. over every apple. They are all about the same size, they are all very delicious, and they are all equally exciting, just like Feng Lan. only…
"Young Master Feng Lan took this errand and said it was a gift-seeking gift. Don't you know that the gift-seeking is just to make it easier for him to go to the camp to see you once or twice a year? Doesn't he have to bring you food and clothing when he goes back? Years never fall."
"Of course I know." Even if he didn't know it at first, he knew it later when Feng Lan went a few more times. Just know that he knows, but he also has his difficulties. Ye Feng leaned back in his chair irritably, "Is there any news about the person you are looking for?"
"After a month, Liuyu will definitely bring people to the mansion." The housekeeper who had just stood in Feng Lan's position and was a little impatient for Feng Lan suddenly seemed not so confident, "It's hard to find, we are here. I didn’t dare to let too many people know about it, so I slowed down.”
"It's more than a little slow? It's too slow, right?" Ye Feng pressed his forehead, "Fortunately, I can wait a month. Feng Lan just said that he can't take me home this year, and he will wait for him next year. I'm going to arrange a marriage for him on my own."
"Don't worry, you should be in time." The housekeeper said, "But are you sure you don't have to go to the heart of Young Master An An Feng first?"
"I have a plan in my heart, you go down first." Ye Feng stared at Apple for a long time, and then returned to the place where he rested.
He took off his shirt, revealing his strong and powerful arms, and this place that should have been flat for humans is now covered with strange black lines. Some seem to be embedded under the skin, and some seem to grow on the skin, looking extremely terrifying.
This was poisoned during the war in the Southland, but it was a chronic poison, and the attack occurred at night, so few people knew about it.
For the sake of peace of mind, this matter has not been publicized to the outside world, and even the healing was sent by the Holy Master himself to carry out it without anyone knowing it.
In the first few years, there was no antidote, and he took a lot of detours. At night, he had to endure the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart. Later, the antidote was finally developed, and the life was saved, but after all, it was not the antidote of the eight classics, so it was somewhat different from the real antidote in the legend. The poison is about to be resolved, but there are messy things left on his body, which is annoying to look at.
Feng Lan also felt annoyed, but more sad. I can't talk about regret, I just feel that the love for so many years should end, and I can't help but feel depressed.
Before meeting Ye Feng, he thought about what he would look like after expressing his intentions countless times, and he also anticipated today's result. Ye Feng changed the subject and went around to avoid him being too embarrassed. But when this happened, he couldn't help but want to cry, feeling that something split his heart open and the flesh inside was exposed with blood.
There's no way to live in this place.
He stayed here for one night, and he would see Ye Feng again when he woke up tomorrow, but he couldn't be the same as before.
Ye Feng put away the apples on the table - this thing has not yet been sold on the market, it is so rare that it should be given to the saint as a birthday gift.
As soon as the fruit was collected, he came outside Fenglan's house, only to hear a rustling sound inside, as if someone was wearing clothes.
Feng Lan had already taken off his clothes and lay down, but he got up again.
He decided to go back.
When I arrived in a hurry, I didn't bring anything except the pocket of apples. When I left, I didn't even have the pocket of apples. It can be said that I was light.
Feng Lan opened the door carefully, trying not to disturb others, but as soon as he came out, a familiar voice came from beside him.
"It's so late, where are you going?" Ye Feng stood in the center of the yard. Apparently, he had been here for a while.
"Brother Ye, I-I thought about it, I still have to go back." Feng Lan tried to make herself seem calmer, "I'll disturb you tonight. Also, I won't take it away month by month, let it stay. Here it is." He knew exactly what it was like to be separated from the person he liked, and it must be the same with the horse.
"Who told you to go back?" Ye Feng walked over slowly, "You are staying here tonight."
"No, it's not suitable for me to live here."
"If I say it's suitable, it's suitable." Ye Feng said without retort, "If you don't obey, tomorrow I will let everyone in the world know that Feng Lan Xiaohou will stay at my town north general's mansion for the night, and who will dare to do so in the future? marry you."
"If you don't marry, you won't marry." Feng Lan whispered, "Anyway, I don't want to marry anyone but you. Ah!" Feng Lan instinctively grabbed Ye Feng's collar.
This man actually hugged him horizontally!
Ye Feng heard the scream and seemed to smile. He walked towards the house where Feng Lan had just come out, and after stepping over the threshold, he gently hooked the door and closed the door, carefully placing the already frightened person on the bed.
Feng Lan was lying on the bed, but she didn't dare to move like she was lying on a nail board.
What is this man doing? !
Ye Feng sat by the bed and looked at the person whose heartbeat was so fast that he didn't even dare to look at him: "Are you afraid?"
Feng Lan turned her head away and twisted her hands together in front of her abdomen.
Ye Feng sighed softly: "Go to sleep, I'm here to watch over you."
Feng Lan can only be a ghost if she can fall asleep. He turned his head around again and looked at Ye Feng inexplicably, as if the person sitting next to him was a fake Zhenbei general.
Ye Feng had no choice but to express his thoughts.
"The third year you went to the camp to find me, I knew what you were thinking. It's just that there was war in the South, and I couldn't predict what would happen in the future. Previously, after your sister Shuhua and I got married, you spent less time and more separation. I was not able to be by my side when I left. I am worthy of the country and the people, but only my wife. I didn’t expect you to be so helpless here, so… can you understand?”
"But it's been more than two years since you returned to the Northland, and you haven't fought for more than two years." Feng Lan didn't realize how wronged she was.
"Well, it's really my fault. But I can't do anything about it. You said that you, Brother Ye, have been married once when I'm old, so let me tell Hou Ye that I want to marry him and raise him for twenty-seven years. My dear son, I really have no confidence." Ye Feng never mentioned the poisoning thing, "But it's not good for Xiao Hou to be a widow for the rest of his life, so when I went to Beijing to celebrate my birthday this time, I had the cheek to go to the Hou's mansion. Okay. I hope that Hou Ye won't drive me out with a stick."
"My dad doesn't know that. He wants to send me out." Feng Lan unconsciously grabbed the quilt, her cheeks bulging like a squirrel face stuffed with nuts. He wanted to laugh and was embarrassed to laugh, but he was too happy, so that was all he could do.
Ye Feng really came in to give people peace of mind, but when he saw Feng Lan, he couldn't help but want to touch it. He first raised his hand and gently stroked Feng Lan's bulging cheek, feeling very good in his hand, and couldn't help rubbing Feng Lan's hand...
This little hand is so soft! It's totally different from the people who go to war with them.
Feng Lan was lying on the bed honestly, letting Ye Feng touch her. She was really embarrassed, so she turned her face to face the wall.
Ye Feng looked at it and sighed, "I'll take you back."
Feng Lan looked over in disappointment: "Why?"
Ye Feng smiled but not smiled: "Just want to stay with me?"
Feng Lan stared.
Ye Feng touched Feng Lan's eyebrows: "I really want you to stay here from now on and never leave, but if you do that, it's hard to talk when you see Hou Ye. I'd better send you off first. When I go back, after the saint's birthday, I will visit the Lord in person, and at that time, even if you really stay, no one will dare to say anything."
Feng Lan rarely saw Ye Feng once, and now Ye Feng was holding his hand again, it felt like a sweet dream, he didn't want to leave at all. But what Ye Feng said also made sense. Over the years, he has been reluctant to get married, and he has rejected many people, and some have secretly said a lot of bad things about him with hatred. Although he doesn't care, it's not a good thing after all. Hou Fu's face still has to be taken into account.
"Then you just told me to stay." Feng Lan said so, and sat up honestly.
"I don't just want you to stay here, I also want you to stay in my bed, but do you think this can be done? The Hou Ye has to discount my legs?"
"That can't be." Feng Lan smiled, "Ten my fathers can't beat you."
"Pfft, it's fine for you to say this in front of me, but don't let the Hou Ye family know about it." Feng Lan was a child born to the Hou Ye when he was nearly forty years old. He has made this baby miss him for so many years, and Lord Hou has always disliked him. If Lord Hou knows that even ten Lords can't beat him, then the marriage will not be successful.
"Then I'm really going back." Feng Lan put on her shoes and stood up, looking like "I really don't want to go back."
"Let's go, I'll see you off." Ye Feng held Feng Lan's hand quite naturally, as if he had done this before.
Feng Lan's heart was sweet, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but bend.
The housekeeper had something to report to Ye Feng, but unexpectedly, he didn't see Ye Feng in Ye Feng's yard, and when he came to Feng Lan, he saw the two came out holding hands.
Feng Lan's skin was thin at the bottom, and she wanted to let go of her hand when she was busy, but Ye Feng held it tightly, preventing Feng Lan's hand from escaping from his palm.
"Lao Zheng, you came just right." Ye Feng said, "Let someone bring Zhuyue and Xinghun."
"General, are you going out?" Seeing this, Butler Zheng didn't look like he was going somewhere nearby.
"Send Feng Lan to his other garden."
"Then do you need to send someone to follow?"
"No, I'll go myself."
Butler Zheng understood what Ye Feng meant, and immediately had someone lead the horse over. Xinghun and Zhuyue are still on a blind date, reluctant to part, as if they don't want to part. Ye Feng and Feng Lan got on the horses and let them walk together, and the pair of horses ran happily again.
The night road is very difficult to walk, but for Feng Lan, the road is still too short. Even though he had tried his best to slow down the run by month, he still arrived at Bieyuan when the day was about to dawn.
Uncle Rong was thinking about Feng Lan, and he didn't sleep well all night. Hearing a knock on the door early this morning, he hurriedly opened the door himself. Seeing that his young master came back, he was overjoyed at first, and then he was even more happy when he saw Ye Feng. Don't ask him why he knows that the young master's wish has been fulfilled, just look at his expression!
"You're really worried about me! But fortunately, this trip didn't go in vain!" Rong Bo hurriedly offered to eat and drink, as well as hot water.
"Uncle Rong, don't be busy yet." Ye Feng stopped Uncle Rong and said, "Feng Lan has not slept all night, let him rest first, and I will rush back to the general's mansion."
"This... You don't want to rest here before leaving?" Rong Bo also thought about entertaining Ye Feng. No matter what, the young master of his family was sent home, so he could explain it to the prince.
"I'm going to visit Lord Hou in person after the saint's birthday. There are still a lot of things to prepare before that, so I'll stay soon." Ye Feng looked at Feng Lan, "Have a good rest."
"Brother Ye, take Yueyue away." Feng Lan said, "It looks like they don't want to be separated."
"It's really reluctant to part." Ye Feng immediately understood that Feng Lan was using Ma'er to say that he didn't want to part with him. But he still had to leave, "Well, I'm tired after running for a long time month by month, or I should leave the Xinghun. Do you have any other horses in your garden to lend me?"
"Yes." Feng Lan was thinking of getting acquainted with Xinghun when she heard the words and immediately asked someone to lead another horse out.
"Take good care of him." Ye Feng said to Rong Bo when he was holding the horse rope.
"Don't worry, General Ye." Rong Bo said with a smile, "Before you go to the Hou's mansion, I will let the young master eat and get fat."
"Uncle Rong, what are you talking about? Brother Ye said it was a horse." Feng Lan immediately flushed with shame.
"Who said that? I'm referring to you." Ye Feng gently shook Feng Lan's shoulder, "I'm leaving."
"En." Feng Lan looked at Ye Feng fondly, "Be careful on the road."
Ye Feng nodded, got on the horse, and started the return journey with a sharp whip.
Rong Bo gently shook Feng Lan, who had turned into a hopeful stone: "Young master, everyone has already left, do you still see?"
Feng Lan foolishly returned to the yard: "Uncle Rong, can you pinch me?"
Uncle Rong gave a bitter face: "How dare I do this?"
Feng Lan thought about it too, but he couldn't help being excited! How to do!
Uncle Rong just wanted to say let's go back to the house for dinner, Master, when the young man next to him suddenly shouted, "Ahhhh! I'm so happy! Uncle Rong! He likes me too!!!"
Rong Bo was so frightened that he almost turned his head. As soon as he stabilized his body, he heard the sound of horse hooves suddenly coming from outside.
Feng Lan apparently heard it too, and was stunned: "Uncle Rong, is someone here?"
Not long after the words fell, there was a knock on the door outside.
Feng Lan opened the door suspiciously, and Ye Feng, who was holding a horse outside, smiled and said, "I forgot to give you something."
"What, what?"
"This." Ye Feng took a sheep's finger jade from his neck and hung it on Feng Lan's neck, "Wait for me."
Feng Lan nodded: "Yes."
Ye Feng got on the horse again, and looked down at Feng Lan, who was blushing for a while, and suddenly "puchi": "If you have enough energy, your shouting is not small."
Feng Lan understood what Ye Feng was talking about, and immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
He heard it! ! !
The author has something to say: I was writing this chapter with a fascinated smile. If you take a picture of me from the side, it will be a professional snake essence disease in minutes... ORZ