Wei Ci said, "The lord's hegemony has not yet been achieved, so you shouldn't be stymied by such children's private affairs."
At this time, Feng Zhen used his little finger to dig his ears in an indecent gesture, and directly attacked Wei Ci's army.
"I heard that right? According to Zi Xiao's meaning, don't you think that the lord and you are a couple and have an affair with children?" With a big heart, Feng Zhen had an expression of discovering the new world, he said, "I just had an affair. It's just that you secretly adore the lord, but you never said how the lord reacts to you. How did it come to you that the lord and you are in love with each other? Could it be that there is an inside story?"
Wei Ci's face turned pale, and with hindsight, she realized that she had been tricked by Feng Zhen, and she was annoyed.
If he hadn't been well-bred, he would have been unable to restrain his impulse and swept Feng Zhen out of the house.
"With a beautiful face and attractive body, you deserve to be loved and obsessed. For example, are there fewer women in your boudoir who are happy with you?" Feng Zhen's eyes were a bit cunning, and he admired Wei Cina with interest. Zhang Xianxian's face showed the annoyance and humiliation that only mortal men have. He continued, "The lord is not an ordinary woman, but she is also a person of flesh and blood. Excellent women are chased by men, and excellent men are chased by women, which is only natural. It's better to get the moon when you are near the water tower, and take advantage of no one who has an advantage over you. It's better for her to start looking at someone else later. The only thing is that a woman like the lord, I'm afraid you can only marry her. "
Wei Ci: "..."
After a while, Wei Ci almost squeezed her back molars and uttered a sentence.
"Prodigal son Fengzhen, your words and deeds really live up to this nickname!"
When Wei Ci gets angry, Li Yun will be frightened, but Feng Zhen will not.
"What's wrong with you, what are you doing so seriously?" Feng Zhen curled his lips indecently, and he said, "My lord is now eighteen years old, and in two years' time, marriage should be considered. Do you really think she is an immortal in heaven? , Feng Fian Lu makes a living, has no other thoughts and is too forgetful? Take ten thousand steps back and say, Zixiao held the lord on the altar to make offerings, have you ever thought about the successor? One day I will face this problem."
As an outsider, Feng Zhen was naturally more transparent than Wei Ci.
He also saw that Wei Ci treated Jiang Pengji as the lord, and clearly worshipped others as gods.
Who knows, the gods in Wei Ci's eyes are, in the final analysis, only mortals with flesh and blood.
Feng Zhen's words calmed Wei Ci's burning flames for a while.
"It is a common thing in human relations to inherit the lineage." Wei Ci said sadly, "Ci has never had any unreasonable thoughts for the lord."
Now it was Feng's turn to be puzzled.
Love is love, what is there to avoid
In the oolong just now, Wei Ci was about to drown in the vinegar vat, but now she refused to admit it.
So twisted, how can he look like an upright man
Obviously it's a small gesture.
Feng Zhen said angrily, "I really don't know what you are struggling with?"
Wei Ci rubbed her brows with a headache, and said to Feng Zhen, "Some things... You won't understand until then."
With the experience of the previous life, Wei Ci knew that this matter was not just as simple as love between men and women, but also involved a lot of entanglements of interests behind it.
If the lord is not the final winner and is doomed to fail, what if Wei Ci goes out and confesses his heart
But he knew that this was impossible, the lord would definitely win, and she would definitely create an unprecedented prosperity for the people of the world.
Wei Ci didn't want herself to be a stain on her body, so that those who had broken mouths had a reason to criticize her.
If possible, he hoped that he could stay by the side and silently clear the gravel for her, so that she could walk more steadily.
Feng Zhen still wanted to make a joke, but Wei Ci frowned deeply, and the pain on his face did not seem to be pretending, so he could only stop embarrassingly.
He was a prodigal son, how could he understand the reason that the more Wei Ci loved and admired, the more he dared not approach him
"Oh, it won't be you, it will always be someone else." Feng Zhen put his sleeves together with his hands, and every word he said could be turned into a knife and inserted into Wei Ci's heart, "Fang Cai Hanmei is just a slip of the tongue, you are jealous Sex big, really wait until the 'nightmare comes true', tsk tsk—"
Feng Zhen added another sentence, "Why don't you just understand?"
Wei Ci was silent.
The prodigal son said, "I don't understand what you are worried about, but if you think about it carefully, I guess you can guess one or two. Is it just worrying about other people's broken words and future disputes between children? It's not difficult to say, you directly Wouldn't it be possible to change the surname and join the family?"
Wei Ci: "..."
Lest Feng Zhen speak more and more outrageous, Wei Ci said intolerably, "It's not just that."
Feng Zhen asked, "What is that?"
Wei Ci rubbed her brows and said, "Do you think... Is it possible for the lord to win the title?"
Feng Zhen thought for a while, and he said, "If the disaster in the northern Xinjiang can be eliminated smoothly, the lord will be able to add Jiuxi to himself and establish himself as an emperor."
If you can conquer the northern border, plus most of the territory of Dongqing, it is not too much to be an emperor by yourself.
Wei Ci asked again, "If a woman is the emperor, should she respect her husband?"
Fengzhen subconsciously wanted to answer "ridiculous", but stopped abruptly.
Wei Ci said with a wry smile, "If the husband is respected, then the family of the foreign relative will undoubtedly be the dominant one, and the country will not rule the country, and the so-called emperor will become a joke. The important officials in the court and the opposition can endure one female emperor, can they endure two or even three? Passing the throne to the prince will intensify the rivalry between relatives. You can also see that now the family is prosperous and holds military power. If there is a male emperor, the harem will become a channel for the family to control the emperor, no matter what you do, it will be wrong... It’s still a long way to say these things, but we have to face them.”
Feng Zhen was dumbfounded, he really didn't think so much.
"Wait—according to your words, is it possible to let the lord have no heirs in his life?"
In other words, when the lord conquers the world, she will take over the heirs of her stepbrother and give up the world abruptly
"How is that possible?" Wei Ci's eyes were cold and stern, he said, "Going to the father and keeping the son is the best way."
After Feng Zhen heard this, his eyelids jumped twice.
Wei Ci said, "Forget it, what to do when talking about such a distant thing. If you have nothing to do, go home as soon as possible."
With the pestle in front of him, Wei Ci felt an eyesore.
Feng Zhen heard the disgust in Wei Ci's words, and still stayed cheeky, but thought about Wei Ci's previous words.
If the lord can really aspire to the position of ninety-five, the heir is indeed a trouble.
In addition, Wei Ci's words also mentioned the family's problems.
Now that the aristocratic families with their own arms and self-respect have seized a large number of them, the troubled times are not bad. If the world gradually moves towards unity, this will become a hidden danger of splitting again. With her own protagonist's temperament, how could she like to be restrained? Either the Aristocratic Family will be completely weakened, or the Aristocratic Family will counterattack and become a puppet. The interests of the two are completely opposite, and there is almost no possibility of reconciliation.
Feng Zhen frowned and thought about a variety of hypotheses.
Wei Ci on the side had calmed down, took off the teapot from the tea stove, and showed off a wave of tea art.
The topic transfer was successful!