Not thinking of other things, but remembering what Luo Qiran said to her that day.
He said that on his young birthday, he took the windmill into the house to find the singer, but news of her death came. Since then, the windmill has become his most disgusting thing.
What happened to Luo Qiran like this, what should Gu Beiyan feel like.
Luo Qiran only lost his mother and concubine, and what Gu Beiyan lost was the entire Gu clan. It would have been uncomfortable to watch his tribe being killed in front of him.
Feng Jiuge has also killed people. Naturally, I have seen those Xiaoxiao who kneeled to death and begged for mercy, but they were different from the Gu clan. They were guilty of death and deserved their crimes, but those who died tragically under the Luoyue Sheng knife, how are they? Innocent, just because the last name was crowned Gu, they were all driven to extinction.
Feng Jiuge thought, if he didn't speak up, Gu Beiyan would never mention the sad past with him in this life. He has always swallowed suffering in his stomach.
"Want to do it?" Feng Shuyu followed her behind, and asked her quietly when she saw a windmill in a daze.
And in response to him, Feng Jiuge shook his head.
She didn't want these things, but just remembered some bad memories.
No matter, if one day she is more resolute, she might be able to ask about the past. She and Gu Beiyan have too little contact, so that if there is a little disturbance, the two will be able to create a rift.
Feng Jiuge didn't care whether he was the one he was waiting for at first. When she fell in love with Gu Beiyan, it was only because she admired him that she liked him.
Without the intrusion of thieves, Jianghuai Tianjie is as lively as the imperial city.
Looking at the waterside tower from a distance, and the Huafang wine shop closer, you can still hear the voice of the storyteller in the city from a distance, which is three points louder than the voice of the hawker.
I have been in Jianghuai for some time. Today I have really visited it, but I don’t know if there will be such a chance in the future to come here again.
Feng Jiuge and Feng Shuyu are outstanding people who walk on the street and frequently attract people's attention, and some people talk about their identities.
An extraordinary dress must be a rich person.
"Ajiu, I just want you to live comfortably." When the two walked side by side, Feng Shuyu suddenly made a sound. Feng Jiuge turned his head to look at him, but only saw his jade-like profile and deep eyes. Looking forward, the long eyelashes hook people.
"Mother left early. Even if you don't talk about it on weekdays, your daughter's family knows the thoughts of your daughter's family best. You are not happy with your second sister. I know all this."
Even if it is not a female compatriot, they are the children of Feng's Patriarch. Feng Shuyu is not very close to Feng Chujin on weekdays, but he still regards her as his own sister. He does not call Feng Chujin's boudoir name, but only calls his second sister indifferently to make him look like a brother.
"The second sister's temperament is a little leaping, and our minds are heavy, but we are both fathers and children. If we can get along with each other in harmony, we will endure the calm for a while, so why we tear our skin."
Feng Shuyu's words evoked her memories at once, thinking of the palace banquet at the time, Feng Chujin wanted to trip herself, but was still seen through by herself, and returned a gift to go back.
She wouldn't hide it, but she didn't expect that Feng Shuyu, who had always concentrated on fighting, could keep this in her heart.
For her, Feng Chujin is not a younger sister, and she can't really do that trick. Feng Jiuge has always been people who don't offend me and I don't offend people, but if Feng Chujin steps on her bottom line, she will relentlessly fight back.
The palace banquet was only a small lesson, and she didn't want to put Feng Chujin, a concubine who could only intrigue, into her eyes.
"Father sent you to be a lobbyist, right." Feng Jiuge's tone was light, and he couldn't hear the joy or anger.
Since her temperament changed drastically, the Patriarch of the Feng family couldn’t figure out her daughter’s temper. Everyday she saw scenes of hostility with Feng Chujin. Naturally, she thought she could not tolerate Feng Chujin’s concubine, but in the end Still holding his own face, asked Feng Shuyu this brother to remind him, not only to remind Feng Jiuge, but also to achieve his goal.
How should I put it, her father is still a smart man.
The two crossed the long bridge of Tianjie and stopped in front of a wine shop. Feng Jiuge wears a plain skirt without heavy make-up. His clean face is like a lotus blooming in the evening breeze, so holy and unbelievably holy.
Her eyes didn't meet Feng Shuyu, and the fierceness flashing through her eyes was not caught by him.
She still saw through. Feng Shuyu secretly sighed that his sister was so smart that he was even ashamed of being a brother.
It's not a good thing to be so strong.
"It's not a lobbyist, I also said what I said in my heart, and I just vomited quickly." Feng Shuyu smiled lightly at her.
He was the gentleman of Moshang, gentle and moist as jade, this smile felt that everything in the world was eclipsed, only his smile, together with this nobleman, looked down upon everything.
It's better not to laugh. I don't know how many peach blossoms will attract.
Although Feng Jiuge wanted Feng Shuyu to find a brother-in-law soon, but if he met some stubborn women, those rotten peach blossoms would be forgotten, and I was panicked thinking about it.
"Sugar seller, sugar seller, a bunch of three pennies, come buy it." Just as the brother and sister stopped in front of the wine shop, I vaguely heard someone in front of him calling the sugar man.
Feng Jiuge cast his gaze forward and saw a woman in Tsing Yi with a bunch of sugar people in her hands, hawking all her strengths, but there were very few people around her stall.
"Let's go and take a look, it just happens to be greedy." Feng Jiuge glanced at the person next to him, and took a step forward.
Greedy
Feng Shuyu laughed at the words, but he was not angry. The left was just an excuse for Feng Jiuge. That's all, it can be regarded as bringing the words of the Feng's Patriarch. As for how she wants to do it, it is her business, but he really can't get used to Feng Chujin's arrogance.
Feng Jiuge is deserted and doesn't care about eating. As far as she is concerned, it is enough to eat.
Xu is today when Feng Shuyu mentioned her childhood, she also wanted to look at the sugar-eating people, after all, even if she was greedy, she couldn't stop it.
These sugar people are a bit more delicate than the ones in the capital, and they are carved in a way that is quite childlike.
It's just that these things, Feng Jiuge thought, are just for coaxing children.
"I need this string? Maybe to relieve the greedy?" Feng Shuyu didn't know when she came to her side, and reached out to take the string of sugar people she was holding, with smiles in his eyes, and his tone was full of ridicule.
This Major General Feng looked at the most serious people on weekdays, and this trip showed his true shape. Compared with Luo Qiran, his lip service is really better than that of Luo Qiran.
Really think she is a three-year-old child, is it possible to buy all this sugar shop back home to eat
"I need this bunch, girl, give you three pennies." Feng Jiuge took back the bunch of sugar people, and turned around to pass the copper coins in his hands to the woman. Unexpectedly, the woman raised her face and saw them. After the appearance, he waved his hands hurriedly, still muttering words.