He Lianzheng has several concubines in the royal court. According to the rules of the grassland, they were given by the patriarchs on the day of the coming-of-age ceremony. In Feng Zhiwei's view, they are not concubines, but spies. But if King Helian enjoys it, She didn't bother to care about it, she had been very busy since she came, and she didn't have time to meet these direct subordinates.
He Lianzheng's face was a little embarrassed, he glanced at her secretly, and said: "Concubine, as a rule, for three days before and after the establishment of the concubine, you are the ones...cough, sleep."
Someone in the seat coughed, someone seemed to accidentally crush a bone, Feng Zhiwei was stunned, and said, "Huh? Me? Oh."
She just said these three words, and then she stopped talking, and continued to eat, which made King Helian feel overwhelmed. She didn't know what the noble concubine was thinking, and she held up a knife and aimed at her sideways. After the concubine finished speaking, she seemed to have forgotten, she only cared about eating meat, and King Helian was so anxious that his buttocks twisted left and right as if he had a sore.
After the meal was over, the king couldn't wait for the concubine's next words. Seeing that they were separated, Feng Zhiwei walked towards the back hall, He Lianzheng quickly followed, and saw Feng Zhiwei calmly entered her room , had no choice but to stand still, stood there resentfully, sighed sadly, and returned to his room dejectedly.
Although the royal court is a palace, it still follows the customs of the prairie. The king is alone in the hall, surrounded by women, whoever needs it, whoever he wants to come in, and the princess is no exception. He Lianzheng lay alone on the carpet of his room, Do you want to improve the rules after ascending the throne, and learn from ordinary couples in the Central Plains, and live together as husband and wife
Suddenly the door was opened, a quilt came in first, then a pillow flew over, and finally Feng Zhiwei stepped on the quilt in a skirt with black background and silver border.
He Lianzheng flew from the trough to the heaven in an instant, raised his body in ecstasy and shouted: "Did you come to bed, concubine?"
"I'll come to sleep, big concubine." Feng Zhiwei shook her finger at him, "You said one more important word."
He Lianzheng landed on the carpet with a bang, and said resentfully: "This woman has never been willing to make others happy for a quarter of an hour."
Feng Zhiwei ignored him, spread out her quilt on the carpet, lay down in it, and said, "Stay calm, sleep, I have something to do tomorrow."
"Can we do something ahead of time tonight?" He Lianzheng salivated, "Do something pleasant, relaxing, something wonderful that can make you and I feel that this life is worthwhile?"
He swayed over and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's quilt.
"Okay." Feng Zhiwei put her hands on the pillow and said leisurely, "But I don't guarantee that after this is over, will you feel heavy sadness and wish you were never born?"
He Lianzheng wiped her face with the corner of her quilt sadly, and covered her face on the quilt in a drunken way, looking like she wanted to suffocate herself to death, and after a long time said in a muffled voice: "Forget it, I know there is no hope. Yes, it is good that you are willing to sleep here, but you are worried about me."
"Smart children like the big concubine." Feng Zhiwei said lazily, and suddenly sniffed his nose, "Huh?"
"Huh, what?" He Lianzheng lifted the quilt furtively, trying to roll himself in.
Feng Zhiwei waited until he was almost rolled up, then pulled the quilt left and right, pulled all the quilt over and put it under her body.
King Helian looked sadly at Feng Zhiwei who wrapped himself in a long strip.
Feng Zhiwei seemed to be ignorant of his little movements from beginning to end, she closed her eyes and said, "I've been holding it in for a long time, I accidentally didn't hold it in just now, and then I was surprised..."
"It's strange that it doesn't stink anymore, isn't it?" He Lianzheng's eyes lit up, "Don't you know, since I met you, I have started to wash my feet every day!"
"Then how often have you washed before?"
"Let me think about it..." He Lianzheng thought for a while, then replied solemnly, "I washed it once when I was in Ganzhou."
In other words, he went directly from Ganzhou to Dijing as a hostage, and he hadn't washed his feet in such a long time before meeting Feng Zhiwei...
"Oh, actually, I think it's also a weapon. Gu Nanyi is so smoked by you that he almost faints." Feng Zhiwei turned over.
"I thought, you might sleep next to me one day, and I would regret killing you if I smoked you away." He Lianzheng said leisurely beside her, "If you like someone, you have to do your best. A man who is willing to change his shortcomings for a woman is not a real good man."
Feng Zhiwei opened her eyes.
The man in front of her was lying on the side of her bed, looking at her with his chin resting on his shoulders, his amber eyes shone with a faint purple light, shining like jewels.
He opened his clothes slightly, revealing half of his pale honey-colored skin and crystal-clear chest. His eyes were full of compelling masculine charm, but his expression also carried a bit of childlike rogue and joy. Two irreconcilable temperaments were mixed. Together, it seems that there is a unique style.
It was he who climbed the wall in the middle of the night and glued the bird to the wall and was carried to show the public to laugh at it afterwards.
This tough yet soft man.
"You are a good man." Feng Zhiwei stretched out her hand from under the quilt, and slowly stroked his eyebrows, "It's a pity that I don't have such a blessing, Zha Dalan... At the moment when I was most sad and down, your grassland protected me , you knew that I couldn't give you anything, and you let me take the position of the concubine, so no matter what Dama said, I will protect your grassland just like your grandma guards your dad's grassland."
"Zhiwei, don't be so sure about the ending before you come to the end." He Lianzheng's eyes dimmed, but he immediately held her hand, "You don't owe me anything, you and me going to the grassland is the biggest thing in my life." I don’t want you to guard everything about her Kuku like my grandma, I want you to love yourself and protect yourself, or let me protect you.”
Feng Zhiwei withdrew her hand, closed her eyes again, and remained silent.
He Lianzheng was lying beside her, looking at her sleeping face quietly, as if speaking to her or to himself, his voice was soft, but it was like countless white nails nailed into the deep night of the grassland inside.
"I'm always waiting here. If you don't come over and don't let me pass, then I'll be here. Remember, when you're tired, take a step back and look back. I'm here."