From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 842 The Two-Year Covenant
Ye family
Ye Xiaoxiao sat quietly in the room, embroidering flowers when she had nothing to do, looking at the scenery, Feng Junran has been out for a year, and there is not even a letter in a year.

Looking up, the wisteria in the yard is full of colorful flowers again. The green background is bright purple, which is dazzling and very beautiful.

Looking down at the stretcher in her hand again, her embroiderer is getting closer and closer to the ancient embroiderer. Look, the interweaving of thread and thread, the contrast of color and color, where is the one she embroidered before? It looks like a three-dimensional wisteria.

Couldn't help laughing, the little girl tightened her tension again, and started to embroider bit by bit, she had to embroider a lot of things, she wanted to embroider the wedding dresses of the two of them before Feng Junran came back, and she wanted to embroider the phoenix For Feng Junran, it is natural to embroider dragons, and shoes, for the bride, with beautiful flowers embroidered on a blood-colored background, silk handkerchiefs, and quilts for herself...

The little man couldn't help smiling and narrowing his eyes, thinking about the sweet and beautiful future of the two of them.

Feng Junran, Feng Junran...

She really still likes him, no matter in the past or now, it's just that the man in the past was too cold, she didn't dare to reveal her feelings, and the man now also likes herself, that's enough.

Taking a deep breath, she lowered her head again, Luoyang's stability is due to having a father.The eldest brother, sister-in-law and Feng Junran are working hard on the front line. She cherishes the beauty of the present and even more cherishes their future.

In the distance, Dou strolled through the garden, saw the smiling little girl embroidering flowers under the wisteria trellis, the old lady couldn't help but smiled cheerfully, and walked over slowly.

Looking down, the wisteria embroidery is beautiful, with clear lines and beautiful petals, even the color of the petals is actually from light purple to deep purple, which is more beautiful than any embroidery I have seen before.

While watching, Dou Shi couldn't help joking to the little girl: "Look, this embroidery is really beautiful. If Feng Junran saw it, he would definitely never leave our little girl in this life."

Ye Xiaoxiao blushed, and quickly snatched the stretcher back from the old grandmother's hand, pouted: "The legs grow on his body."

Dou couldn't help laughing, covered her mouth with a veil, and kept laughing.

Ye Xiaoxiao's face turned even redder, the more she said the old grandmother don't make fun of me, the more the old man beside her laughed harder.

"Grandma, aren't you worried that Daddy is going out to fight?"

The happy old man was taken aback for a moment, then gradually suppressed his smile, looked at his granddaughter's curious face, and said, "Xiao Xiao, do you know why people live in this world but are divided into three, six, or nine ranks?"

Ye Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes, then shook her head.

"People are divided into three, six, and nine classes. That is the responsibility of heaven. As a king, you should take care of the people, plan political affairs, and prosper. Otherwise, it will be like now, the world is in chaos, and the king is not the king."

The old man stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his granddaughter's head lovingly, and said: "Our Ye family has been ministers for generations, generals, warriors, and weapons of the country. No, your father and brother will be fine!"

A few words dissipated the last bit of worry in the little man's heart. She couldn't help but said, looking at her grandmother's loving face, she also nodded very firmly: "I know grandma, as long as the war is not over, little Xiao Ye firmly believes that father, elder brother, sister-in-law and Jun Ran will all be fine!"

Dou smiled with satisfaction, very pleased.

Ye Others say that the women in the Ye family are strong, but it's not that women are strong by nature. The daughter's family is not made of water?It's just that the status of the Ye family, this identity, even the soft spring water can be turned into gold, stone and jasper. Only this can truly protect the foundation behind the men on the battlefield. This is what the women of the Ye family should do.

"Xiao Xiao, grandma hopes that you will become stronger and stronger, at least half as good as your sister-in-law." Fang Ziyi is the most ruthless woman she has ever seen. She can rest assured that the Ye family's future will be entrusted to such a woman. Very, only small, loved by Xiyou and Yuanshan, the only daughter in the family naturally lost a lot of care, once she loses the protection of her family, she will inevitably suffer some setbacks.

"Don't worry, grandma, I will!" Ye Xiaoxiao vowed, she wanted to be a woman who could match Feng Junran, so she couldn't be weak.

The old man smiled lovingly, and the grandparent and grandson sat quietly under the wisteria trellis, one guiding and the other embroidering.

"When you get married, grandma will give you ten miles of red makeup, which will make us look good!"

The old lady smiled cheerfully and rubbed the top of the little man's hair.

And at this moment, another servant came to report: "Old Madam, the people from the Feng family are here."

Dou frowned upon hearing this, but slowly stood up and said, "Xiao Xiao, you sit here, don't go anywhere, and wait for grandma to come back."

As he said that, he turned his head and said to the boy: "Please go to the main hall."

The boy answered yes, turned and left.

In the main hall, Dou frowned even more as he looked at the people in front of him and the large and small boxes at his feet.

"Old lady, our master asked us to send some congratulatory gifts. I hope old lady will not forget the two-year agreement."

A two-year contract?How could she, Dou, forget that at that time it was just a tactic to delay the attack, but she never thought that Feng Chiyuan would be serious.

"Why didn't your master come?" The old lady asked suspiciously, but the boys just looked at each other, and no one answered.

In the backyard, Ye Xiaoxiao sat under the wisteria trellis and waited for her grandmother to come back. The flowers embroidered on the frame became more and more beautiful after the grandmother's guidance. Even after seeing it, she couldn't help but feel happy, so she Raising the corners of her mouth, she stretched out her hand to touch the stretcher cheerfully, thinking about how she would look wearing such a wedding dress on her body.

Feng Chiyuan walked in slowly through the crescent moon arch, and saw the cute little woman smiling under the wisteria flowers in full bloom.

Compared with a year ago, it is a little less immature, a little more beautiful, and it looks more and more mature, like a begonia, no longer a tightly clustered flower bud, but a bud that is about to bloom.

He looked at the little man's fair face with some fascination, the beautiful peach blossom eyes, and the pair of dark eyes that were more beautiful than the night, and he was fascinated by every bit of it.

Half of the two-year agreement has passed. Counting the time, there is still one year left. After one year, this woman will become his wife, Feng Junran's aunt...

Feng Chiyuan smiled, his handsome face became more and more beautiful, he just walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, stepping on the petals that fell on the ground, without hesitation, step by step, slowly walked in, his eyes Staring deeply at the beautiful face of the little woman.

"Xiao Xiao, are you embroidering?"

(End of this chapter)