After Fenghuang woke up, Yang Yanjing in front of the bed was reflected in his eyes.
She couldn't control herself, and she couldn't help thinking of how Yang Yanjing followed the daughter of Prince An's mansion in front of her at the palace banquet yesterday, as if she only had the daughter of Prince An's mansion in her eyes, even the light in her eyes shine.
Fenghuang felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart, and a sense of namelessness emerged spontaneously. It seemed that before going to the palace banquet, Yang Yanjing also looked at her like this, thinking of the light in his eyes, every time he looked at her, his heart would flutter.
I don't want to think that one day, Yang Yanjing will do the same to the daughter of another family. Could it be that everything before is an illusion. Fenghuang was very sure in his heart that in the past, Yang Yanjing showed the appearance she should have to her in the past, and Yang Yanjing also showed it to other slim girls yesterday, which made Fenghuang very angry and depressed in his heart, and he became more and more ignorant of Yang Yanjing Won't.
The branches outside the window are swaying, it is Fenghuang's favorite Qiongshu. Previously, because of Fenghuang's unintentional saying that Qionghua was his favorite, Yang Yanjing painstakingly transplanted it from a distant place to this courtyard.
At that time, Fenghuang was still deeply moved. I don't want to, at this time, the flowers are still blooming brilliantly as expected, but people don't know where to go, their bodies are still there, but their hearts are far away.
Yang Yanjing looked at the sober Phoenix, as if unwilling to speak, she tightly closed her lips. Fenghuang was just recovering, and the expression on his face was pale, so that at this time, Fenghuang seemed to have a sense of alienation towards him and some inexplicable precautions.
The ripples in Yang Yanjing's heart became more and more uncontrollable. He knew that the reason why Fenghuang behaved like this was not because of himself, but he couldn't say clearly about those things. Yang Yanjing was also bitter in his heart, he didn't want to let Fenghuang misunderstand, but he couldn't explain the reason of everything.
Silence, silence, the room that was once full of laughter and laughter no longer exists, instead it is an endlessly depressing loneliness.
Yang Yanjing has been staring at Fenghuang intently, unwilling to look at Fenghuang with anger in his heart, and he can't vent it, so he can only hold it in his heart. If this is the case for a long time, Yang Yanjing dare not imagine, let alone imagine, that Fenghuang will no longer be close to him, no longer speak to him, and be indifferent to him.
Yang Yanjing was slightly anxious, and asked with a little anxiety: "Fenghuang, do you feel better? No matter what, you have to believe me, I am really not as ruthless as you imagined People. But now I am sure I have some difficulties."
Fenghuang listened, turned around, and looked at Yang Yanjing fixedly. It's not that Yang Yanjing couldn't see the question in his eyes, but it was really inconvenient for him to speak. Yang Yanjing hesitated to speak, but closed his lips silently.
Fenghuang knew in her heart that Yang Yanjing would definitely not say this, and she also knew that there should be a private relationship between them...
After a few days, Fenghuang felt that her condition was getting better, so she gradually got out of the bed and moved her body around.
On this day, Fenghuang woke up from his dream like before.
His mind was not as hazy as someone who just woke up, but became clearer and clearer. In those days, because of Yang Yanjing's going to Prince An's Mansion, Fenghuang had been ignoring him, but Yang Yanjing still As always, he was considerate to her and took good care of her food.
In this way, Fenghuang, who had slept all night, seemed to understand some of Yang Yanjing's strange behaviors in her dream, and there were not only Yang Yanjing in her dream, but also other people. After thinking about it, Fenghuang decided to leave the mansion, because a few days ago, someone sent someone to call her to Beili Pavilion, and now her body has almost recovered, it's time to go and have a look, and explain some things. Beili Pavilion has always been the largest Accord in the capital, and those who are not from famous families are not allowed to enter.
As soon as Fenghuang stepped into the Beili Pavilion, a person came out in front of him, it was a woman.
The woman came towards her, and when she arrived in front of Fenghuang, she blessed her body without waiting for Fenghuang to speak, and said to Fenghuang very naturally: "Young Pavilion Master."
Fenghuang was curious about this woman, how did she know that she was the young master of Beili Pavilion, could it be that the woman is the manager here.
Because when Fenghuang accepted the pavilion before, she and Chu Meng had never met each other face to face, and Chu Meng seemed to know her very well.
Fenghuang said: "You are the steward of this pavilion." He used a report tone.
Chu Meng knew that the girl in front of her was not Miss Fenghuang, the concubine of the famous Seventh Prince. Seeing in the market, there are good and bad rumors about Fenghuang. I don't want to, but after seeing him today, I no longer believe the rumors in the market.
Chu Meng lowered his eyes very obediently, and said in a slightly respectful tone: "Yes, my family is the steward of this pavilion, and my family's name is changed to "Chu Meng"."
Fenghuang also likes every move of the woman in front of him. This woman knows how to measure, how to talk to the superior, and how to show obedience in the first meeting will avoid many unnecessary factors.
Fenghuang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, so he smiled and said, "You don't have to be so cautious, we are about the same age, maybe even younger than you, we just need to talk like ordinary close friends."
Hearing this, Chu Meng was very happy to have such a generous and informal master. When you get along with such people, you won't feel tired because of suspicion.
Chu Meng also smiled brightly, and said in a very clear voice: "In this case, the slave family will be disrespectful. Then the slave family will call the master "Phoenix Girl"."
Fenghuang also liked this woman very much, so he said: "Then, I will call you "Aunt Chu Meng", and you don't need to call me Miss, just my boudoir name."
Chu Meng laughed it off, but still did not change her title.
Fenghuang no longer cared about this matter, in fact Chu Meng didn't seem to be in his early twenties. However, he became a steward in this sensual Beili Pavilion, and he was supposed to be very capable.
Chu Meng brought Fenghuang into the cabinet. The two sat opposite each other, and Chu Meng said, "Miss Fenghuang, you are here today, not only because I sent someone to search for it a few days ago, but I should also tell my servants something."
Fenghuang was more and more happy with the woman in front of him, Xie Yuhua couldn't be more than that. Only Xiao Xiao knew the purpose of the person's visit after contacting him for a while.
Fenghuang didn't hide anything anymore, so he said: "Investigate the identity of the current national teacher, and..." Fenghuang paused, and said meaningfully: "By the way, check, is there a thing called shifting in this world?" Metamorphosis."
Chu Meng was startled, but she didn't show any emotion on her face, nor did she ask why, she just said, "Okay."