understand? "
She never denied that she was lazy, but in this matter, she seems to be quite diligent, right? But since her little wild cat complained like this, can she understand that he is not satisfied, should she make persistent efforts
If Yun Siyu knew what she was thinking, she would definitely yell, no!
His Royal Highness Xianwang is indeed very diligent in love affairs, and it is also thanks to Yun Siyu that he practiced martial arts since he was a child, otherwise, I am afraid that he would really not be able to bear it. Therefore, it is not everyone who is blessed with favors.
Yun Siyu buried her still red cheeks in her neck and rubbed it, yawned, and muttered, "Sleepy..."
Feng Lingxi gently rubbed the top of his head with his chin, and said softly, "Sleep for a while when you are sleepy."
"Hmm..." Yun Siyu murmured, and had already gone to see Duke Zhou.
No matter what Huang Yuguo and Feng Tianguo think in private, the relationship between the two countries is relatively friendly on the surface, so Huang Yuxuan also pays more attention to the arrival of Murong Qin and Ouyang Lingge, at least not in terms of etiquette. handle.
So, three days later, they held a dust-cleaning banquet for Murong Qin and Ouyang Lingge in the palace.
Originally, Feng Lingxi was not interested in such a banquet. She thought it would be better to tease the little bun and hug the little wild cat at home, but Her Majesty the Queen told her to go.
Her Royal Highness King Xian thought there was something serious, but in fact, Her Majesty the Queen just wanted her to meet Ouyang Lingge. She had to know what Feng Lingxi had to do with Ouyang Lingge, so she could decide what to do with Ouyang Lingge.
I have to say, Her Majesty the Queen is really painstaking!
095 No Monkey Dad
Ouyang Lingge didn't stay in the palace obediently for the past three days. Even if Murong Qin was very dissatisfied with this, he kept a low profile with a few guards on the street looking for someone, but he couldn't find someone in the crowd. to the figure you want to see.
It goes without saying how bad his mood is. Although he is very measured and has not lost basic etiquette in the palace, he is really not interested in this palace banquet.
"Young master, where are you going? General Murong should be here soon."
Ouyang Lingge frowned and said, "It's still early, go for a walk in the Imperial Garden."
Xiao Shi looked at his back and sighed, then helplessly followed.
At this time, the men in the harem were busy dressing up and preparing to participate in the palace banquet for a while. With Ouyang Lingge present, the male family could not be missed at the banquet.
So now there is no one in the Royal Garden, Ouyang Lingge is very satisfied with this quietness, but he is still gloomy in his heart.
"What is His Highness Xianwang doing?"
"Looks like he's sleeping."
"Nonsense, obviously contemplation."
"Oh, who cares what he does! Anyway, His Highness King Xian is so charming no matter what he does."
"Hey... At the beginning, I didn't know who was disgusted by His Royal Highness King Xian!"
"I didn't know that His Royal Highness King Xian was so powerful! King Xian was really happy to die."
The three palace attendants gathered together and muttered, all looking at the figure in the distance.
Ouyang Lingge was disturbed by the sound of their discussion, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look in the direction they were paying attention to, and instantly froze in place.
Under the osmanthus tree in the distance, Feng Lingxi was leaning lazily on the trunk, her eyes closed as if she was sleeping, and the pale yellow osmanthus flowers fell with the wind, quietly falling on her hair and clothes, peacefully. The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to break it.
Ouyang Lingge watched blankly, and then walked over as if possessed by a demon.
The three palace attendants found him, but they didn't dare to stop him.
Feeling the sound of footsteps approaching, Feng Lingxi ignored it at first. She didn't open her eyes until Ouyang Lingge stepped into the area under the osmanthus tree, and a somewhat displeased gaze fell on Ouyang Lingge's face.
Ouyang Lingge looked at her with tears in her eyes, her lips trembling, her voice choked, "Sister Xi..."
Feng Lingxi raised her eyebrows, do you know her? Only then did he look at Ouyang Lingge carefully, and then couldn't help frowning.
In Feng Lingxi's memory, the most profound is love and hate, the love for Ouyang Lingge, and the hatred for Feng Qi. Although Feng Lingxi threw those memories in a corner of her heart after her rebirth, it did not mean forgetting. , when you really want to think about it, those memories will emerge clearly.
Therefore, Feng Lingxi naturally remembers Ouyang Lingge, but she only remembers that Feng Lingxi is dead and Feng Lingxi will not inherit her feelings, so for her, Ouyang Lingge is just an acquaintance. The stranger, and the impression this stranger gave her was not very good, too weak, so weak that she didn't have the courage to just stick to the place and wait for happiness.
She didn't care about it before, but when she saw Ouyang Lingge, she remembered that it seemed that Ouyang Lingge was known as the first beauty in Fengtianguo.
But no matter how she looked at it, she was not as cute as her little wild cat.
Seeing Feng Lingxi just looking at him quietly, Ouyang Lingge's face couldn't help but turn pale, her eyes were too calm, so calm that she could only look at him, so calm that he felt chills all over.
Why is she so indifferent? Has she really forgotten him
Ouyang Lingge clenched her hands tightly, her fingernails pierced into her palms, but the pain was no match for her heartache.
In Ouyang Lingge's eyes, there was only Feng Lingxi, while the little waiter behind him stared at a soft little doll that climbed out of the osmanthus tree.
A pair of claws with tender and tender flesh grabbed the hem of Feng Lingxi's clothes, and the little bun looked up at her and softly called, "Mother..."
Feng Lingxi picked him up, looked at his bright eyes, and felt amused in his heart, he couldn't help but reach out and pat his little butt, the little thing was so daft, just now "Yangyang... Yangyang..." Cheerful, but now suddenly articulates so clearly, if it wasn't intentional, who would believe it
Ouyang Lingge stared blankly at Xiao Baozi hugging Feng Lingxi's neck, smiling happily, watching Feng Lingxi gently stretch out his hand to pick up and throw away the sweet-scented osmanthus on Xiao Baozi's body one by one, Looking at the phoenix eyes carved out of almost the same mold, he took two steps back in disbelief. If it wasn't for the little waiter behind him who quickly gave him a hand, he would have fallen to the ground.
The blood on Ouyang Lingge's face faded cleanly, and she was frighteningly pale. She said that she only needs him in this life.
Feng Lingxi glanced at him and ignored her, Ouyang Lingge had nothing to do with her.
Feng Lingxi is already dead, because Ouyang Lingge resolutely draws a clear line and separates the relationship, Feng Lingxi is disheartened and has no love for life. Desire, death is inevitable.
From Feng Lingxi's point of view, Ouyang Lingge would be so ruthless towards Feng Lingxi, all because Feng Lingxi was too determined to him, and there was nothing else in his heart except this man, even the hatred for Feng Qi over the years can let go.
Ouyang Lingge didn't have the courage to fight against her mother, but she was able to hurt Feng Lingxi again and again so ruthlessly, because Feng Lingxi loved him, no matter what he did, as long as he turned around, Feng Lingxi would still be there. Waiting for him, so he has nothing to fear.
The emotional entanglement between Ouyang Lingge and Feng Lingxi has ended with Feng Lingxi's death, and it was Ouyang Lingge who took the initiative to end the relationship, so now no matter what the consequences are, they should bear it by themselves .
Feng Lingxi doesn't take pity on Xiangxiyu, so even if Ouyang Lingge is shaky, she just ignores it.
Now she only thinks that her little bun is worthy of being born by her little wild cat, it is really cute, so she can't help pinching the little bun's fleshy face, and the hand feels not so good.
Little Bun frowned, stretched out his little paws and patted her hand away, and said angrily, "No sheep..."
Feng Lingxi was instantly unhappy, rubbed his face twice, and snorted coldly, "I'll pinch it!" This unconscionable little thing was sent to Ye Xing by herself, but now she is pinching it. Not happy at all!
"Xi, why are you bullying the little bun again?"
Yun Siyu ran over with a big basket, his head was completely blocked behind, Feng Lingxi quickly took the basket down and put it on the ground, frowning, "Just drag it, why hold it honestly? I can't see the road, what should I do if I fall?"
Yun Siyu rolled his eyes, "I'm not that weak." Then he instantly forgot the depression of being underestimated, and said happily, "Let's pick sweet-scented osmanthus! Such a big basket should be able to make a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. ."
Of course, the Xianwangfu is not so poor that he can't afford sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. He needs to go to the palace to pick sweet-scented osmanthus flowers. Yun Siyu just thinks it is fun, and Feng Lingxi will naturally not disappoint him.
Xiao Baozi was also very happy, and began to struggle in Feng Lingxi's arms, Feng Lingxi bent down and put him on the ground, Xiao Baozi reached out and grabbed a handful of osmanthus flowers on the ground, and handed his small fist to Yun Siyu , "Daddy... Hua Hua... "
Yun Siyu hugged him and kissed him fiercely, "The little bun is really good, but the flowers on the ground are not clean, let's pick the ones from the trees."
Hearing this, Little Bun raised his neck vigorously, glanced at the unreachable tree, stretched out his small arm, and shook it in front of his eyes.
Then, the little bun looked at his short arm, and instantly felt the autumn wind rustling and was extremely sad.
Feng Lingxi suddenly hugged Yun Siyu from behind, buried her face on his shoulder, trembling constantly, Yun Siyu turned her with his elbow, and warned in a low voice, "Don't laugh, the little bun's young heart will be hurt. Yes." But the next moment, he couldn't help showing two little tiger teeth, and the smile in his eyes couldn't stop.
The sad expression on the little bun is really funny.
Obviously he always haunted Ye Xing's paralyzed face, but for some reason, his expression changed.