Su Kui was so scared that she was screaming at the killing of a pig and she was in a cold sweat. She didn't plan to actually dance, right
But since Ms. Gu cooperated so well, it would be water in her head if she didn't use it.
I was silently ashamed of deceiving an old man for a second, and Su Kui struggled more and more, "Mother Gu, don't call me brother, just let me die!"
Feng Zheng wanted to ignore it, thinking that Feng Yanran was pretending to be the same as before. Unexpectedly, the more ignoring, the more chaos behind him.
He frowned his good-looking brows, whirled around and walked back, holding up Su Kui with a suppressed anger, "Enough! Are you not ashamed enough?!"
Su Kui seemed to be picked up by him lightly like a chicken bastard, feeling terribly frustrated, and said hard: "Let go of me! What do I want you to do, don't you hate me? Then why are you coming back!"
Feng Zheng was exasperated, and his laughter was clear, "I don't care, no one is allowed to stop today, I will watch you jumping by the side!"
Mother Gu was shocked when she heard it, and she quickly persuaded her, "Master, don't irritate the young lady, she is also suffering in her heart!"
This is true. Feng Yanran's legs are weak when she hits her mother's womb. Although she is in the name of her prostitute, she has no mother to protect her. Secondly, her father hates her. Although the servants in the house treat her respectfully, How to arrange her secretly.
Therefore, Feng Yanran is just using her arrogant and rude temperament to win the attention of her father and brother, to cover up her inner self-esteem and anxiety.
Su Kui's face changed when she heard that, her little pink face was flushed, and she opened a pair of clear cat pupils, glancing at Feng Zheng flicker and flicker.
Seeing that he ignored him, I felt wronged and wanted to cry.
Ashamed and dying, wishing to plunge into the lotus pond and never have to face all the chaos in this world.
While he was immersed in his head, his body suddenly lightened, and the person had fallen into a clean and broad chest.
The big dry hand rubbed her hair, and a soft sigh sounded at the top of her hair, "Oh, I really don't know what moth you girl wants to fix, so quickly collect your crocodile tears!"
Then Feng Zheng flicked his sleeves, "Go back."
Since Feng Zheng sent Su Kui back to the room that day, and was pestered by Su Kui to make him coax her to sleep, something seemed to be different between the two brothers and sisters.
At first, Feng Zheng was wary of what Su Kui would do with moths, and refused to pay attention to her. Even if Su Kui went to look for him, he would be rejected directly.
Later, although it was better, it was not much better, but she entered the house from outside the house, and then Feng Zheng pushed her to a distance that would not disturb him, and then--
Ignore it!
But for Su Kui, this is already a big improvement.
It took Su Kui one month and three days from glaring at Feng Yanran, treating her as air, to entering the hall behind.
Adding up, it has been three months since Su Kui came to the Yuan Dynasty.
and--
The plot also officially kicked off.
In the seventh year of the Great Yuan Dynasty, in August, Emperor Yuan Yang made his first major draft for women after he became the throne.
From the civil and military officials to the common people, all women of the right age must be selected, and then through the primary election, rounds of selection from counties, prefectures, and prefectures, and those who pass the final review are rare beauties in the world.
Of course, there are exceptions to the rules.
For example, the three sisters Feng Yanran, Feng Qingqing, and Feng Ruoyu.
Their father was the royal master of the dynasty, and the emperor wanted to consolidate his rights, and he had to accept the daughters of a few powerful officials in the harem to soothe his ministers.
Su Kui knows the plot. Today is the beginning of Feng Yanran's tragic life and the beginning of her changing destiny.
Facing the dazzling sunlight in the sky, Su Kui's pair of cat pupils narrowed into a line.
And someone who was reading the memorials in the study room suddenly went cold, feeling like being watched by someone for a long time.