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Chapter 5 Zhu Yan Rhetoric Mirror Flower Tree Tree


Feng Fuyao was so focused in her thoughts that she was startled by the sudden sound.

She turned back to look at the source of the sound.

Immediately, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise and admiration, and her body couldn't help but feel startled.

The light was gorgeous, and the purple gauze fell lightly in the corridor, as if it was weightless.

At some point, a man in white quietly waved his hands and stood on the side behind her.

The distance between the two was not far, but she unexpectedly Didn't notice it.

The man was of extraordinary length and elegance, with black hair that was not tied down to his sides and stretched to his ankles, which was a very rare length.

It can be seen that his face is perfect, his chin is sharp, his eyebrows are like ink, and he is picturesque.

His eyes are like peach blossoms, but they are more narrow and lively.

His eyes are obviously clear, but they have a three-point smile, which is very attractive.

The bridge of his nose is straight and straight, as if it had been carefully drawn with a ruler.

Looking down from the nose are the lips that are as red as blood.

Because of his fair skin, the lips are like red plums blooming in the snow, so beautiful. , Pianjiao is just like a woman.

Feng Fuyao looked at it and suddenly knew what it means to be picturesque, what it means to be a beautiful orchid tree, what it means to be an immortal, what it means to feel distressed, etc., distressed.

Recalling what she had just said, she squeezed the handle of the umbrella in her hand, curled her lips at him and said without concealing it: "The attic is beautifully decorated.

I'm just a little curious about the scenery on the top floor."

Looking at the beauty of the person opposite, Zhiyan Feng Fuyao had to admit that His Highness the Ninth Prince was indeed living up to his reputation, and as he spoke, the feeling in his heart faded slightly.

Ji Ciyan didn't expect that she would answer so straightforwardly and without any concealment, and said softly, "Upstairs is the wedding room that my mother arranged for me.

Master Fuyao, do you want to see it?"

His voice was like the gurgling of a clear spring, beautiful but faint.

I can hear a bit of nostalgia.

Marriage, Marriage Room Feng Fuyao coughed, okay, she was still not interested in his wedding room.

Seeing him in his middle coat with uncombed hair, it was obvious that he had just woken up.

Waving her hands, "Nothing, how can I see it since it is His Highness's wedding room?"

Feng Fuyao refused simply.

She had been in a passive position from the time she entered the mountain until she met him.

Now she just wants to get to the point quickly.

There is no time to visit other people's wedding rooms.

Even if they have time, they would not.

Besides, it is just a euphemistic excuse.

Moreover, this person knew she was coming in advance, which meant that he had already known about the Sun Chaser Kingdom, and he must also know the purpose of her coming here.

Such a situation was really not within her budget.

It was not yet bright outside at this time, and the luminous pearls hanging in the corridor emitted a soft light, illuminating Ji Ciyan's jade face in a dark and unclear way.

Opposite him, Feng Fuyao's heart tightened for no reason and she secretly cursed herself for being useless.

In fact, she wasn't afraid of anything, she just felt that the person opposite him was too deep and deep, with no end in sight, and his whole person seemed unfathomable.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince, I came here to" seek the elixir Nine Colors Heavenly Fragrance.

"If Mr.

Fuyao has anything to say, you'd better come in and talk."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Qingyue's quiet voice.

After saying this, she saw him turning around and walking inside, leaving only Feng Fuyao's elegant back. .

Now that he knew why she still let her go inside to talk, did it mean that there was hope for seeking medicine?

Feng Fuyao followed her with this mentality in mind.

She followed Ji Ciyan into a room without walking very far.

Feng Fuyao followed him into the room and looked around with her peripheral vision, her cheeks turning slightly red.

The only big bed in the room was covered by snow-white gauze, but you could still see the slightly messy bedding that had not been folded, and a snow-white undergarment hanging on the screen full of flowers, birds and landscapes. , here is his bedroom.

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This is both a wedding room and a sleeping room.

Although she is not a lady, and there are many male guards around her, this is the first time she has entered a man's room in her past life, and she has never even entered her senior brother's room.

Subconsciously, she touched her neck.

There was a fake Adam's apple stuck there that looked like a real one.

When she touched that protrusion, she felt a little relieved.

It would be better to avoid exposing any flaws in front of this person.

"Master Fuyao, sit down."

Ji Ciyan gracefully sat on a chair and gestured to her, saying warmly.

Feng Fuyao randomly picked a seat and sat down, holding the umbrella in her hand and leaning against the chair.

The window paper in winter is very thick.

The light outside is not obvious in the house.

There is no night pearl to illuminate the house.

Only a few candles are burning between the candle holders on the table.

The dim yellow light makes Feng Fuyao feel a little sleepy after running around all day.

As expected, tears welled up in her eyes as she yawned.

She raised her hand and wiped her eyes to feel more energetic.

"Master, please have tea."

Ji Ciyan followed her fingers and saw that her eyebrows were faintly red from being rubbed by her.

She looked like a child after crying.

She looked a little pitiful, and the hand holding the tea couldn't help but pause.

Feng Fuyao was actually very tired after traveling all day and night in the air.

Seeing that he didn't move, she reached out and took it, "Thank you."

She lowered her head and watched the tea leaves sinking and floating in the cup with the water flow.

After sniffing it, she took a slow sip.

She didn't know what kind of tea was that was clear, moist, and fragrant on the lips and teeth.

It was as natural as a cold spring in the mountains.

She looked sideways at the handsome man under the candlelight, pursed her lips and then asked, "Your Highness Ninth Prince must know why I am here."

The young man's voice was so soft and calm that no one could tell his emotions.

"I know, then I dare to ask Mr.

Fuyao why he came."

Ji Ciyan asked calmly without raising her eyes.

"Of course it's for the people of the city and my senior brother."

Feng Fuyao chuckled.

She didn't think that His Highness would not know and ask her instead, "I don't know what Your Highness wants in exchange.

I will do my best to satisfy you."

Please."

Get straight to the point.

Ji Ciyan turned her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her.

Her red dress was the only strong color in this space.

Although the expression on her delicate face seemed plain, one could still feel from her curled fingers that she was in a hurry, otherwise she wouldn't have been flying in the air non-stop.

He cast a spell on this courtyard to keep the temperature down.

She walked all the way up the small stone steps into the building, the first and second floors.

How anxious was she to this day that she was still exuding a cold air.

Thinking of his jade-like fingers caressing the cup body with slow and gentle movements, Feng Fuyao wondered whether he had even touched the cup.

"My request, Mr.

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Fuyao, doesn't he know the value and rarity of the Nine-Colored Heavenly Incense?

To be honest with you, this medicine is a life-saving relic left by my mother during her lifetime.

How can I hand it over to others so easily now?"

Ji Ciyan tasted the tea briefly and took it.

The porcelain cup is placed on the table, the jade-white hands, the clear cup, the plain table curtain, everything is so elegant and natural.

Feng Fuyao nodded lightly when she heard the words.

She really didn't expect that the Nine-Colored Tianxiang would be his mother's relic.

From the moment she entered this yard, she could see the shadow of maternal love everywhere.

It is conceivable that although his childhood was short, he must be very happy.

He and his mother The relationship must be very cordial.

It seems that he will not give Jiuse Tianxiang to her easily.

Even if he was so reluctant to give up, it didn't mean that she would give up.

Although the lives of the whole city had nothing to do with her, she had to save her senior brother.

The man next to him has a face that is worthy of a painting, like a piece of fine jade that has been left for thousands of years and is still moist and translucent, but deep in his bones, there is a deep sense of alienation and indifference.

Although it was the first time she saw him, Feng Fuyao felt that he was like this.

Don't blame her for seeing him too often and too seriously.

It was all because this man was so elegant and immortal.

She always felt that he fell in love accidentally.

A banished immortal who enters the mortal world.

Ji Ciyan caught a glimpse of someone's silly expression, her eyes flashed, and she didn't say a word to remind her, just let her look at him like this.

After a while, Feng Fuyao said, "It turns out to be Ci Yan.

The most unforgettable thing in the world is Zhu Yan's Ci Yan, Ci Yan's Flower Ci Tree."

She suddenly remembered why the word Ci Yan was so familiar.

Wang Guowei, a master of Chinese studies in her previous life, I once inscribed these two words on Die Lianhua, "Ci Yan", the most cherished beautiful thing in the world.

"It turns out that my name has such a talent, and Mr.

Fuyao is indeed well-deserved."

Ji Ciyan stretched out a finger of moist white jade and lightly tapped the table, praising her with a faint smile, her smile blooming like an orchid, like a touch of castration.

The white moonlight is deep in the world but out of reach.

Feng Fuyao raised the corners of her eyes.

This was actually the first time she had seen him smile.

Although the smile was not obvious, it was real.

After shaking her head slightly, she realized that she had just been looking at him again, and she smiled quickly.

Changing the subject: "That's not what I wrote.

I don't know what His Highness Ninth Prince wants me to exchange for the Nine-Colored Heavenly Fragrance.

It's not just me.

If necessary, everyone up and down Xiaoling Mountain can agree to your request.

I wonder if that's the end of the topic."

How did it turn around?

Ji Ciyan slowly closed her lips and looked at her, "If Ciyan is attracted by Master Fuyao's intelligence and strategy and wants him to be my counselor for three years, I wonder if Master Fuyao is willing to exchange for this. " When Feng Fuyao heard this request, he couldn't turn his head around.

Is he making a comparison or did he really mean it?

But after hearing what he said, Feng Fuyao just felt out of breath.

She twitched her lips and looked a little weird.

Good guy, this person really has an unusually big appetite.

If nothing else, with her advanced brain, she could eat it from a single meal.

In terms of terms, she really didn't think Jiuse Tianxiang could compare with her.

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It was not three days or three months, but three years of personal freedom.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and patiently smiled and discussed, "Your Highness, can you To put it another way, your talent is much higher than that of Fuyao.

I think I am not as talented as His Highness, so I am afraid that I will not be able to take on a big job."

Ji Ciyan shook her head without comment, "Young Master, why should you belittle yourself?

Besides, Young Master also said just now that you are doing it for the people and senior brothers in the city.

Isn't this not enough for Young Master to sacrifice these three years?

Or is Young Master just saying that?"

For fun, actually, I don’t really want Nine Colors Tianxiang.”

"Your Highness, take it seriously."

I thought that Feng Fuyao's reputation had spread so widely.

Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

The ancients did not deceive me.

"Well, I asked at the beginning.

Seeing that the young master repeatedly asked how could I not fulfill your wish if you have such great love, I had no choice but to come up with this request to fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Feng Fuyao glanced at his flat face and almost spit out blood.

Who would have thought that he would bury the hole so early?

Haha, do you really think that there is nothing she can do like this?

She doesn't think she can rob, steal or kill someone, but she doesn't believe that she can't get the Nine-Colored Heavenly Fragrance.

If this process hadn't been such a waste of time, she could have come here alone and begged him.

As if he had read her mind or was not angry with her enough, Ji Ciyan continued to stimulate her without waiting for her to speak, "If something unexpected happens to Jiuse Tianxiang here, then I will immediately release the news and say Jiuse Tianxiang It is used by Mr.

Fuyao to save his senior brother Xueyu.

No matter how fast Mr.

Fuyao's red luan bird flies, there will be people waiting to snatch it, maybe halfway or outside Weiyang City.

No matter how powerful he is, he probably doesn't want to be an enemy of the people of the Six Nations.

By then, he will be unable to save anyone but will harm the young master himself."

He looked innocent as if he was really thinking about Feng Fuyao.

No matter how beautiful his voice was and how clear it was, it was like kerosene and could ignite Feng Fuyao's anger in minutes.

She only felt that she was so frustrated that she would explode and die if she didn't vent her emotions.

She quickly moved to stand in front of him, supporting the table with one hand and the back of the chair behind him with the other.

She looked down at him, no, He stared at him, the active volcano in his heart erupted several times, and all his education and reason flew away.

This was a threat, he was naked and shameless, the medicine belongs to others, the road belongs to others, and now even the words have been finished by him alone, What else.

------Digression----- In fact, Fuyao is very powerful.

There is a reason why he is so easily led out to express his inner thoughts and become angry: