The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 380 Will You Marry Her?

Chapter 380 Will You Marry Her?
Some of the bamboo arrows in Feng Jiucheng's hands fell out of the clay pot, some hit them, and most of them only hit the pot with a slightly wider opening in the front row.

Ye Feiwan thought that he was pretending to be clumsy in the end, but seeing his serious expression, he thought that God was really fair and gave him an elegant appearance, but failed to give him a good body. Archery.

But for a moment, there was only one bamboo arrow in the hands of the two of them.

The vendor glanced at Ye Feiwan and the two of them, and took out an oval stone from the bamboo basket behind. The picture of people dating after dusk.

The woman was dressed in white and her back was graceful, with a bright moon above her head, and the branches and leaves beside her were a little quiet, and she wrote the two lines of poems on it.

If we only talk about this picture, it is only ordinary, but it is carved on a stone, it is still a palm-sized stone, and it makes people happy to look at it.

"If the girl can hit the farthest clay pot, the younger one will give the scene stone to the girl." The vendor said.

Ye Feiwan glanced at the landscape stone, then at the farthest clay pot, pursed his lips, "Okay."

She concentrated on looking at the stone, and beside her, Feng Jiucheng glanced at her, and inadvertently looked around: "What happened over there?" He asked politely.

The vendor unconsciously looked over there.

The bamboo arrow in Ye Feiwan's hand was already out of his hand, and he flew towards the clay pot. Hearing Feng Jiucheng's words, he didn't feel his eyes diverted there.

Feng Jiucheng twisted a small stone with his fingers, and it popped out inadvertently.

With a "plop", the bamboo arrows were like clay pots.

Hit!
Ye Feiwan's eyes were full of joy, she was not sure just now, she never thought of throwing a random shot, and she hit it!
The vendor's eyes were full of astonishment, and he moved out of Jingshi just now because he saw that the two were not top-notch. He never thought that the girl would be shot by a dead mouse, so in desperation, he had to let Jingshi out.

Ye Feiwan held the landscape stone and looked at the delicately carved scenery. The color of the moonlight was uneven, and the woman's slim figure was not carved in detail, but it was still pleasing to the eye.

"Like it so much?" Feng Jiucheng asked casually.

"It's okay." Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes and smiled, thinking of something else, "Thank you, Third Young Master, for the bamboo arrow money, I will return it when I return to the palace..."

"No need," Feng Jiucheng waved his hand casually, and suddenly said: "I seem to have something that fell in front of the vendor."

"what?"

"A pendant." Feng Jiucheng turned around, "Please wait a moment, Miss Ye." After saying that, the person hurried towards the way he came.

Ye Feiwan looked at his back, she thought that a person like Feng Jiucheng should be extremely considerate in everything, but she never thought that he also has the habit of forgetting everything.

If he had used her for Qu Yan's sake, Feng Jiucheng might be a good friend.

Qu Yan... Maybe he was blind.

In front of the pitching pot booth.

The street vendor looked at the young master who had gone and returned, and wondered in his heart: "Why is the young master back again?"

Feng Jiucheng smiled: "Please give me an arrow." He said and handed over a tael of silver.

The vendor was stunned, seeing that the business was coming, there was no reason not to do it, he hurried forward with two bamboo tube arrows.

Feng Jiucheng didn't pick it up, but slowly pulled out an arrow from the bamboo tube, then walked to the clay pot, and threw it at will.

bingo.

The vendors were dumbfounded.

Feng Jiucheng chuckled, with a gentle and elegant manner, he walked up to the vendor and stretched out his hand: "There's no need to look for money, just the little thing that rewarded me."

That object is a concentric knot.

……

Ye Feiwan waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait for Feng Jiucheng, so he just looked around for the jade as if he was looking for that jade elsewhere.

She may not have been to the market for a long time, even though it is cold winter, there are still many people coming out and it is extremely lively.

What you hear is the hustle and bustle, what you see in front of you is the busy traffic, and you can even smell the sweet fragrance in your nose...

Ye Feiwan's eyes brightened slightly. The aroma was too familiar. It was clearly the aroma of the fried chestnuts at the street corner, but it was far away from the street...

Turning around, she was about to go there, but was startled by the sudden appearance behind her.

"I still want to scare Miss Ye." Feng Jiucheng said with a somewhat smiling voice, holding a brown paper bag in his hand, and handing it to her, "I heard that the fried chestnuts here are good, I'll buy them Some, Miss Ye, try it?"

Ye Feiwan was startled, glanced at him, then at the steaming chestnut in his hand: "Third Young Master, don't be like this."

Feng Jiucheng paused for a while holding the hand of fried chestnuts, and soon returned to normal: "You don't know, the boss who sells fried chestnuts still remembers you, and even said that Miss Ye family used to come to buy them all day, but it's an honor." tight."

Ye Feiwan's expression was obviously astonished: "What?"

She always thought that to the people in the capital, she was nothing more than a gossip after dinner, and after the tea was cold, the geese passed by without a sound, leaving no trace.

I never thought that there are still people who miss him. No matter the good times or the bad times, it is always good for someone to remember her.

"It seems that someone still remembers Miss Ye," Feng Jiucheng said with a smile, and put the paper bag in her hand, "These chestnuts are not just for Miss Ye."

"..."

"I heard that it's not far from here. There is a merchant who opened a horse farm. If anyone is free, they can go ride a little horse or two. How about changing this chestnut to Miss Ye as a companion?"

……

Palace, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Qu Yan looked at the man sitting in the main seat. He is different from before. In the past, he always had a softness that was hard to hide when he saw her. Now, even she can't see through his emotions. up.

Biting her pink lips lightly, Qu Yan was silent for a moment and said softly: "Ah Qing, I remember that today is your birthday."

Feng Qing finally raised her eyes to look at her: "Yes." But she only responded in a low voice.

"This is the clothes I personally made a few days ago. Take a look," Qu Yan took the satin bag beside him. Inside was a gown made of high-quality materials, with a few blooming water lilies embroidered on it. "Birthday Ankang."

Feng Qing looked at the clothes in her hands, his eyes were in a daze for a moment, everyone inside and outside the palace remembered what day it was, but the woman in Jiuhua Palace didn't say anything.

"Yanyan, thank you..." He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped short of time.

"Yanyan", "Ye Feiwan".

In the past, he remembered that Ye Feiwan once said that she said: "To her is always such an intimate smoke, but to me it is called by name and surname."

I didn't realize it at the time, but now...it turns out that it is really harsh.

"You don't need to do these things," Feng Qing lowered her eyes, and never called her again, "there is an embroidery workshop in the palace that is responsible for my clothes."

"It's different after all if you make it yourself," Qu Yan stepped forward, "You want to try it to see if it fits you well?"

As she said that, she had already taken out her clothes, and was about to walk to Feng Qing's side.

It's just... Before she got close, Feng Qing subconsciously avoided her approach.

Qu Yan froze.

Feng Qing also seemed to be stunned. Just then, the thought that flashed through his mind was: Ye Feiwan doesn't like it.

"I'm tired these days." Feng Qing rubbed the center of his brows, "Give the things to Gao Feng first."

Qu Yan's face turned pale: "Ah Qing, will you marry her? Be your queen?"

(End of this chapter)

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