Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 147 Make up new stories anytime, anywhere

"Very good." Li Xuanye nodded lightly, and said casually: "Zhao Xiwei, if I remember correctly, when you were in Deyue Tower this morning, you said you had something important to ask Li Shizi? Now I will give up this opportunity to you." You, what request do you have, why don't you make it quickly?"

For his ability to make up new stories anytime and anywhere, Zhao Xiwei can only feel his admiration.

But she didn't have much time to think about it, because Li Fengyi had already raised her head from the chessboard, staring at her for a moment with those too bright peach blossom eyes: "Miss Zhao, you ask me for help? What's the matter? "

Zhao Xiwei held the bunch of red pomegranates in his sleeve, the words welled up in his throat several times, but he couldn't get them out.

Because the relationship between her and Shi Ziye is really embarrassing.

Although it was the first time they met, they were bound together by an invisible thread.

But that's all.

Before today, they didn't even know what each other looked like.

Li Xuanye's voice came again calmly: "My son promises a thousand gold, since he promised Gu, there is no reason to go back on it."

"Of course." Li Fengyi nodded: "It's hard to follow a man's words. If Miss Zhao needs help, just ask. As long as this son can do it, I will definitely not let you down!"

Zhao Xiwei thought hard for a long time, but still didn't speak.

The wind passed through the courtyard, and the green bamboos rustled.

Suddenly a koi bounced in the pool, causing ripples in the pool and then disappeared into the water.

Like a heart that is rippling, it finally becomes calm and peaceful.

Zhao Xiwei took a deep breath, finally stretched out his hand slowly, put a dazzling red object on the case, and said softly: "Please pass this object to the princess, my daughter is very grateful."

Li Fengyi looked over suspiciously, and saw a bunch of red pomegranates.

"Hey? Isn't this what the queen mother gave to my concubine mother?"

The surprise in his eyes flashed away, but the corners of his mouth turned up, and he looked at Zhao Xiwei with a different look: "My mother and concubine gave you such a precious thing?"

Without waiting for Zhao Xiwei to answer, he picked up the bunch of red pomegranates with two fingers, and waved them carelessly in front of his eyes.

With the swaying of the beads, those bright peach blossom eyes are like a lake water wrinkled by the spring breeze, shining with shimmering and bright waves.

His sleeves were rolled up loosely, revealing a white arm, and the plump red pomegranate gently slid over his wrist, making his skin as delicate and smooth as jade.

Zhao Xiwei's gaze was involuntarily drawn to him.

This is a kind of beauty that blurs gender and is extremely charming.

Usually this kind of beauty comes with a bit of coquettishness and weakness, which makes people think that beauty is less backbone and lacks a bit of masculinity, which will inevitably attract criticism and contempt.

However, it was just right for Li Fengyi.

He was dressed in red, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and his jet-black hair was also tied up with a piece of red silk. Such a neat and heroic temperament, combined with a breathtaking beauty, made people unable to turn their eyes away for a while.

As if feeling her sizing up, Li Fengyi suddenly smiled at her: "Forget it, it's really not good for my concubine to give you such a good lady."

He tossed the red pomegranate in the air, then put it perfectly in his sleeve, and looked at her with burning eyes: "I have another good thing, can I give it to you now?"

Li Xuanye coughed suddenly.

Li Fengyi's smile deepened, she got up and turned to the screen, and after a while, she came out with a small and exquisite thrush bow: "This is the weapon I have carried with me since I was a child. It has been almost inseparable from my body for 24 years. I feel very happy to see Miss Zhao today." Eyes, that’s why I thought of giving it to you.”

Zhao Xiwei only felt more depressed.

Originally, he wanted to draw a clear line with the Wangfu, but he didn't expect that the son of the world would not play cards according to common sense.

Is it really meaningless to give away what you have brought with you since you were a child?

She shook her head pretending to be blank, and declined politely: "Thank you, my son, but the little girl is not good at bowing horses. It is said that a BMW matches a hero, and a good bow should also match a hero. A little girl is an ordinary talent, so she is not worthy of such a treasure."

Li Fengyi laughed out loud, with a kind of gallantry in the world: "I say you are worthy, and you are worthy. We will go hunting together when we have time, and I will teach you how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow."

Zhao Xiwei's heart skipped a beat, and he became more alert, but his expression remained calm: "The little girl is dull, she can't learn how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow."

"It's one thing to learn or not to learn, and it's one thing to know whether or not to learn."

Li Fengyi smiled, as if she didn't care about her refusal at all, but became even more interested: "Speaking of the daughters of the aristocratic families in Beijing, almost everyone has dabbled in riding and archery, and the most powerful is the young lady of the Pei family. Ordinary guards are probably not as good as her. I heard that whenever there is a hunting trip, she must be the first to actively participate. If you don’t believe me, you can ask His Royal Highness..."

He turned to Li Xuanye, and asked with a malicious expression: "By the way, I haven't seen Miss Pei for a long time, are you still angry with you?"

Li Xuanye was clinging to a chess piece, as if his attention was still on the chess game, he didn't raise his head when he heard his words, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and said casually: "Whether she gets angry or not, it's none of my business."

All right, why mention this?
Zhao Xiwei also felt strange.

She has seen Pei Zhenzhen before, she is a straightforward and pungent woman.

I have never heard of any intersection with Li Xuanye.

Oh, Zhao Xiwei thought about it, and suddenly remembered what Qiao Yunqian had said that day at Lianhua Temple, joking Pei Zhenzhen, saying: "Did Your Highness make you angry again?"

Unexpectedly, Pei Zhenzhen and Li Xuanye still have such a delicate relationship.

But it's not surprising, Pei Zhenzhen's aunt is a noble concubine in the palace, and she must often go in and out of the palace, so it's normal to get acquainted with Li Xuanye.

But suddenly he thought of He Manzhi, this woman who was tacitly assumed by everyone to enter the East Palace in the future, became the most rejected object in the circle of aristocratic women.

Presumably those girls are also a little jealous, right?
In terms of appearance, power, and strategy, Li Xuanye does have the capital to make these women fall in love.

Those familiar faces flashed in my mind one by one, I don't know, who else is hiding this kind of thought?

Zhao Xiwei shook his head slightly, secretly laughing at himself for thinking too much.

No matter who is in love with Li Xuanye, she doesn't want to analyze it and doesn't want to analyze it. To put it bluntly, this is a private matter of others. It is not strange for men and women to have their own sweetheart.

"Miss Pei's family, I've met her once, she's a very outstanding girl."

She intentionally ignored what Li Fengyi said later, and said with a smile: "The first time we met, she was wearing a red dress and a red dress, with two jet-black braids tied with a red ribbon, and she looked like a neat and tidy person."

(End of this chapter)