Long Qi knew that if you really love someone, he will be happy if she is happy, and he will not feel happy if she is sad. He will feel bad when he sees her hurt, and he will be sad if she is alienated.
Xi'er is not gentle, but he likes her real cuteness. She values love and justice and regards her maid as a sister. She said that to like someone, you must first understand her goodness.
He understood her. So I can't help myself. Long Qi has never shed tears for anyone, Feng Xi'er is the first one. Long Qi was sure of his love for Feng Xi'er.
Feng Xi'er yawned, "I'm going to rest. The Seventh Prince, please come back."
Long Qi's heart flashed with disappointment, he glanced at Feng Xi'er, picked up the roast chicken on the stage, and left a message: "Then Xi'er have a good rest."
After Long Qi left, Xiaodou sat on the edge of the bed and chatted with Feng Xi'er to relieve his boredom.
"My servant feels that the Seventh Prince treats the young lady differently now..." Xiaodou began to explain in an expert way.
Feng Xi'er didn't want to talk about this topic, so she muttered: "Little Tudou, I really want to get up and walk around. Lying like this, my limbs feel degenerated. When my arms heal, I will be a useless person."
"Miss, please don't talk nonsense. When the wound is healed, you can naturally get up and move around." In order to appease his lady, Xiaotuo kept looking for topics to chat with Feng Xi'er.
Feng Xi'er also chatted endlessly with Xiaodou, exaggerating modern stories and jokes to Xiaodou, making Xiaodou laugh.
During the chat, Feng Xi'er learned another secret. It turned out that Feng Yan'er had a younger brother named Feng Zhuo'er, who was sent back to Shen Biyu's maternal family to be trained. The Shen Biyu family was a martial arts family that focused on cultivating men, so Shen Biyu sent her son back to his parents' home to raise him when he was about ten years old. Because he was in a remote area of the dynasty, Feng Zhuoer rarely came back.
No wonder Feng Xi'er has never seen him before.
It's just that such a big incident happened to the two sisters Feng Yaner this time, which alarmed the Shen Biyu family. Shen Biyu urgently recalled Feng Zhuoer to discuss countermeasures. The Feng Mansion is now afraid of chaos.
Feng Zhuoer is the only son in the family, and Feng Zhengde loves him very much. Therefore, Feng Zhuoer is arrogant and cold by nature. Moreover, Feng Zhuoer has learned martial arts. When he returns to Feng Mansion, he may become even more domineering.
Xiaodou said that Feng Zhuo'er was not as scheming as Feng Yan'er, nor was he as harsh as Feng Jiao'er, but was direct in his actions. The real owner was often kicked and punched by him when he was a child.
When the real master was alive, the one he feared most was Feng Zhuoer. Feng Jiaoer insulted the real master, Feng Yaner encouraged Feng Zhuoer to beat the real master, Feng Yaner sneered from the side, the real master grew up in such an environment , so his character is cowardly and timid.
Feng Xi'er originally wanted not to worry about it so much, but when Xiaodudou mentioned this, Feng Xi'er couldn't help but complain, and there was a burning fire in her heart.
Feng Xi'er punched the bed, "It's too damn bullying."
Xiaodou quickly grabbed Feng Xi'er's hand to check it, and she exclaimed distressedly, saying: "When the fourth young master comes back to the house, our life will be even more miserable. Miss, get married quickly, and let the tenth prince hurry up and ask the emperor for help." Asking for marriage"
Feng Xi'er sneered, "Humph, I want to see how powerful this Feng Zhuo'er is."
Xiaodou became worried again and hurriedly advised: "Miss, this fourth young master's martial arts skills are extraordinary. Miss is no match for him. Don't fight head-on."
Feng Xi'er comforted him: "Don't worry Tudou, I will take care of it. I have my own sense of discretion."
Xiaodou sighed: "Why doesn't the young lady want to marry the Tenth Prince? Does the young lady have someone she likes?"
Xiaodou is a very careful and hard-working person. After being with Feng Xi'er for so long, he has gotten to know Feng Xi'er more and more deeply. Moreover, Feng Xi'er is someone who can see anything on his face and doesn't know how to hide it.
Feng Xi'er hesitated to tell Xiaodou the secret in her heart. For safety reasons, she decided to wait until her relationship with Hongjiu had stabilized and there was a future before telling Xiaodou the good news.
"Could it be that... Miss still likes the Seventh Prince?" Xiaotuo asked tentatively.
Feng Xi'er was anxious and immediately denied it: "How many times have I told you Tudou? The moment I blocked Long Qi's sword, I died. I am no longer the stupid young lady I used to be. How could I like Long Qi?" seven"
Every time Long Qi's problem comes up, Feng Xi'er feels aggrieved and is too lazy to explain now.
It doesn't matter what others think, as long as Hongjiu knows her heart.
Xiaodou seemed to see through Feng Xi'er with just one look. He held Feng Xi'er's hand and said, "No matter what, I will always support the young lady. As long as the young lady is happy, that's all."
The two chatted until the evening. Xiaotuo fed Feng Xi'er dinner and went to help Butler Liu in the Nine Princes' Mansion whenever he had free time.
Feng Xi'er was curious that Long Jiu couldn't come over to change the dressing, and she was driven crazy by boredom alone. It was most inconvenient to move with a broken bone, so she had to get out of bed, put on the thin robe Xiaodudou bought newly, and supported the injury with one hand. arms, and walked out of the room in small steps.
When Feng Xi'er walked out of the room, she realized that there were very few servants in the Nine Prince's Mansion, and there was no one to find someone to relieve her boredom. Feng Xi'er walked through the lobby in boredom, passed through a small pavilion, and vaguely heard the sound of the piano. The sound was long and distant, with a beautiful and sad melody. Feng Xi'er's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and she stepped forward to follow the direction of the sound.
When I walked to the backyard of the palace, I saw a large plum blossom forest in the distance. There was a guqin under the plum blossom tree. Long Jiu was sitting on the stone bench behind the guqin, with his head lowered, playing the music forgetfully.
Early spring has just arrived, and the plum blossoms have withered a lot. There are only a few trees with plum blossoms that are about to wither. Different from the plum blossom forest in the Queen Mother's Palace, the plum blossom forest here looks empty and sparse, not so dense and lush, which is in line with the Nine Princes' Palace. A cool and quiet style.
Feng Xi'er stood not far from the plum blossom forest, quietly listening to the sound of the piano, and couldn't bear to step forward and break Long Jiu who was playing.
However, a terrible thought crept up in my heart. It was so similar. Long Jiu lowered his head when playing and looked exactly like Hong Jiu. Most of the music played by Hong Jiu tended to be tragic. The same was true for Long Jiu, although it was different. songs, but all have the same pathos.
Suddenly, the melody stopped. Long Jiu raised his head and looked at Feng Xi'er. Through the mask, Feng Xi'er could feel the coldness in Long Jiu's eyes. Somehow, I felt like I was being pricked by a needle. There was something stuck in my throat, which was very uncomfortable.
Feng Xi'er stepped out, but stepped on the hem of her skirt and stumbled into the plum blossom forest.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and turned sideways, so as not to crush the broken arm. However, the unexpected fall caused a tear in the wound, which made Feng Xi'er's eyes well up with tears, and she almost bit her lip. She was stubborn and refused to let go. He screamed out in surprise.
Long Jiu was startled. He was obviously very nervous, but his face was cold as he watched Feng Xi'er struggling to get up. Long Jiu could see that Feng Xi'er didn't break her broken arm, and he was relieved.
Long Jiu stood up and walked over slowly. Looking down at Feng Xi'er.