She drank there and slowly thought about her thoughts, and Shao Ning on the other side was also distracted by drinking one cup after another. When Feng Zhiwei came back to dissuade her, Shao Ning had already drunk too much, Feng Zhiwei came to help her, Shao Ning Blushing, she leaned softly on her body, and obediently let her help her back to the room. Feng Zhiwei knelt down to remove her shoes and socks, but Shao Ning suddenly grabbed her hand, leaned over, and fell to the ground. In Feng Zhiwei's arms.
When she fell down, she didn't forget to grab her skirt, her hands clenched tightly.
Feng Zhiwei froze, groaning inwardly, don't pretend to be crazy and want to eat her by drinking, so she quickly reached out to wipe her hand, but Shao Ning refused to let her. Blue hair poured down on the pillow, the originally haggard complexion was flushed like a peach blossom due to the smell of alcohol, and a pair of eyes were full of rippling waves, the evil spirit of the past was gone, only the youthfulness at the moment remained.
Seeing such a face swaying in front of her, Feng Zhiwei felt broken in her heart. The scene in the Jinshen Palace last time was already exciting enough, and if she did it again, she couldn't guarantee that she would control it. She couldn't help shaking her hands away, so she had to put in a little more strength, and said in a low voice while stroking Shao Ning's hand: "Princess...you drank too much, this is the place of Qingxiu..."
When she said this, Shao Ning suddenly became angry, tilted his head fiercely, and said with a pooh: "What kind of place of cultivation, what kind of jade palace and golden palace... But this cage is another cage, but one reason is tied to another The reason! Big Brother was right... Never Freedom Royal Golden Doll!"
She leaned her fiery face against Feng Zhiwei's arm, wrapped her whole body softly and bonelessly around Feng Zhiwei's arm, whispered something softly in her mouth, she spoke too vaguely, Feng Zhiwei didn't dare to lean down Go and listen, lest she misunderstand that he wants to lean over and only focus on pulling his arm, but Shao Ning holds her tightly, like a drowning person grasping a driftwood for climbing, Zhiwei pulls her I had to lean down, and vaguely heard a sentence "Give me one..."
Give her a what? Feng Zhi frowned slightly, these words were a bit strange, she carefully put her hands on her knees, and opened a little distance to listen, but Shao Ning never made it clear, just kept saying over and over again: "Give me one...give me one… "
There is a ready-made answer to this sentence that can be filled in, such as giving her a night of ecstasy, but Feng Zhiwei's intuition is not like this. With Shao Ning's identity, it is impossible for her to say such words.
Seeing that Shao Ning's cheeks were red, and he was stretched out of control under drunkenness, Feng Zhiwei was afraid that Lu Zhiyan's chest attack would happen again, so she sighed, reached out and patted Shao Ning on the back of the neck, Shao Ning fell soft in response, Feng Zhiwei put her away, covered her with a quilt, looked at her with his hands behind his back, and left with a sigh.
She stepped out of the imperial temple and looked at the cloudy sky, it was going to rain.
A row of boxes and cages are being loaded by the back door of the Wei Mansion. She does not plan to leave Beijing to take up her post with great fanfare. It is said that she should leave Beijing tomorrow, and there will be a large number of people to see her off by then. .
Of course, she also has an indescribable thought—she is afraid that Ning Yi will send her off. Ning Yi has been traveling between Jianghuai and Dijing recently, and has been busy with the dredging of the Jinghuai Canal. They are all in public places such as court halls, smiling and bowing to each other when they meet each other, everything is as usual, this kind of usual thing that is most suitable in the eyes of others, every time it seems to grind her heart like gravel, until now, when she has already With a certain determination, this meeting becomes torture and anxiety.
Save yourself some time, don't indulge in the warmth you shouldn't have anymore, she raised her face in the drizzle in the early winter of November, only feeling that the rain on her face was so cool.
A horse-drawn carriage with black poncho and green silk curtains came briskly, and the curtain was lifted, revealing Zong Chen's smiling face, and said, "We can go."
Feng Zhiwei let out a "huh" and got into the car quietly, leaving Beijing all the way, abandoning the car from Shenfeng Ferry in the suburbs of Beijing and boarding a boat, all the way down the Jianghuai River.
I don't know when the drizzle started outside, and the imperial capital in November already had the chill of winter. She was wearing an oil coat, watching the cages get on the boat, and suddenly pointed to a small boat that was drifting freely not far away, and said: " In fact, riding in such a boat in the rain is called charm.”
Zong Chen smiled behind her and said: "Well, you go and discuss with that Zhouzi about taking that boat. Our big boat will slowly sail and wait for you. Anyway, you came out early, so you may miss the time when you take office."
"Is it so boring?" Feng Zhi smiled and got on the boat. She thought the cabin was stuffy, so she stayed at the bow of the boat, watching the vast river water, shining golden light in the setting sun.
After walking for a while, he noticed that the flat boat was always near his big boat, and it seemed to be going in the same way.
She was vigilant in her heart, so she paid more attention. The boat looked ordinary, except for a piece of red cloth tied to the bow, but upon closer inspection it turned out to be a hand-woven scarf embroidered with fat fish. Bright red and green, it has the rustic taste of a fisherman, and it is bulging by the wind, very bright and conspicuous.
The Zhouzi in the coir raincoat felt very sensitive, and suddenly leaned over to look at her, picked up a string of wicker fish and said, "Going to the Jianghuai River? This is a famous local white-striped fish. The meat is delicate and delicious. You must try it." taste?"
Without waiting for her to answer, he threw it up casually, Feng Zhiwei took it, thanked him, Zong Chen used to try it with a silver needle, Feng Zhiwei quickly blocked it, but the Zhouzi looked very careless, putting his bare feet in the river water. They slapped and stirred up waves, they seemed to be in a happy mood, and they opened their mouths to sing, Feng Zhiwei thought that this person must sing something like "The water in the waves is clear, it can wash my feet", I don't want that person to start singing: "Cross the big river, turn over the white waves, a flower girl emerges from the waves..."
Feng Zhiwei let out a "poof" laugh, thinking that this person is innocent, simple, free and unrestrained, very interesting, she has been in the officialdom all the way, cautious in her words and deeds, hidden deep in the city, but deep down in her heart, she has a special feeling for unrestrained people. Looking forward to it, she leaned on the bow of the boat with a smile and listened to him sing.
The man sang vigorously, leaning back and closing his body. Suddenly, there was a strong wind on the river, and the big boat swayed slightly, causing the water surface to turbulent. At this time, the small boat was very close to the big boat, and there were waves on the water surface. The guy who was working hard happened to lean back a little bit, only to hear "Oops", and the figure on the head of the boat suddenly disappeared.