Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 13 What is the intention
Mo Zicheng was slightly startled, and a complex expression flashed in his bubbling eyes.

"My lord, what do you want?"

What is the intention?Yin Qing was taken aback for a moment, and the fingertips holding the forehead band trembled involuntarily.He actually asked her what she wanted?Isn't it normal for one's own wife to give her husband a forehead belt?

"If this king said that he just wanted to give Wang Jun a forehead belt, would Wang Jun believe it?"

Mo Zicheng couldn't help turning his head to look at her, "I don't believe it."

"Is it? lol……"

Her sudden sense of ridicule was inexplicably harsh to Mo Zicheng's ears.He frowned slightly, and before he opened his lips to respond, he heard her say in a leisurely tone: "I just feel that we have been married for many days, and we still need to have the proper etiquette."

That's right!No wonder, she wanted to give herself a forehead belt just for the title of Mu Wangjun on his head...

"My lord, would you like me to bring it for you?"

Her words, as calm as water, came over without any waves.However, it was as if a stone fell into his heart suddenly, and it hit the mirror-like lake surface, causing circles of ripples, rippling far, far away.

Mo Zicheng's upright body froze, and even the expression on his face froze.The moonlight shone on his fair and handsome face, which was not like a mortal. The fair skin was almost transparent, as if it would penetrate through it when touched, and would disappear at any time.A gentle breeze blew, and the delicate red peach petals fell on his black hair with the breeze, like a painting, deeply engraved into her heart.Until her twilight years, she did not forget the scene at that time, except for heart palpitations, it was more frightening.

Mo Zicheng's slender fingers holding the jade flute tightened slightly.She, did you know that the forehead belt also has the meaning of a promise of love?But also, if she knew, she would definitely not give this forehead to herself.

"My lord? Can I take Wang Jun's reaction at this time as willing?" Because silence means willingness!
If you wait for him to answer, I'm afraid it's impossible, so let's be a rascal!Too gentlemanly, presumably she will only ask for trouble in the end.The more she thought about it, the more likely it was, Yin Qing moved her steps, step by step towards the blue figure in front of her.

She didn't stop getting closer to him until she stood in front of him and drew his eyes looking at the peach blossom tree to her.

When her gentle jade face was reflected in his narrow and clear phoenix eyes, he could clearly see a look called complacency flashing in her eyes.

This man has started to act like a rascal again!Who said that Prince Mu is as gentle as jade, indifferent and reserved? !He was the first to stand up and argue!

Yin Qing smiled slightly.You don't need to look to know that her prince is calling her a rascal again in his heart.But she doesn't care how he scolds her in his heart at this moment, she just needs to tie the scarlet jade forehead belt to his head, if possible, to bind him for the rest of his life.He didn't know that this forehead belt had another meaning, which was to make love, to bind love.If he knew, he would never let her tie the forehead band for him.

Involuntarily feeling sour again in her heart, Yin Qing pinched her forehead helplessly.

In the past eight years, she has understood him.She has investigated, seen and heard about the matter between him and Xiao Yanchu.It's not that the man is affectionate and the concubine is interested, although he will always have this indifferent appearance, but he has never contradicted Xiao Yanchu's words, let her lean in his arms, let her hold his shoulders, let her hold his hand.Even though she loved him to the bone, she couldn't help feeling cold, even though she didn't see Xiao Yanchu's expression when he was holding him, but she thought, at that time, he must be extremely happy.

"You..." By the moonlight, he looked at her dim eyes suspiciously, not understanding where her emotions came from at this moment, how could it be so weird?

"Ok?"

Yin Qing came back to her senses, smiled at him with bright eyes facing the bright crescent moon, felt his sudden stagnation of breathing, and couldn't help feeling excited.He didn't call her prince in a strange way, isn't that something to be happy about?In the future, she will try her best to turn that "you" into a "Qing", no, it should be "Qing", her name in modern times is Fu Manqing, she takes it, and only hopes that the flowers will be full of flowers and the sunset will be beautiful.

Qingxia?It's a pity that it's not the sunset that is full of flowers, but this lonely city. "No……"

"No? Then I can put it on for you."

city?Mo Zicheng looked up at her.What did she call him?city?
Yin Qing deliberately ignored his gaze and got closer to him.Looking at his smooth forehead, she gently put the forehead strap against his forehead, slowly tied him to the blue silk, and then fixed the two peach blossom hosta hidden in the sleeve, feeling his stiffness, she couldn't help but caress more After a few strokes, his blue hair, which was like ink, was so soft and black.

"All right."

She pursed her lips like Sanyue, looked at him with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her pair of bright eyes sized him up even more unscrupulously.

"Thank you, my lord."

Although her movements were gentle, he still felt the movement of those hands stroking his hair.He looked at her pretending to be indifferent, felt a trace of burning on his face, and hurriedly turned his face away so that no one in front of him could see it.

(End of this chapter)