Ji Ciyan felt depressed.
"Let's go and take a look at the front."
Most of the snack stalls were occupied along the way.
Feng Fuyao walked around and ate, but Ji Ciyan didn't take a few bites and just watched and helped her carry her things.
Feng Fuyao was already feeling full after walking halfway through a long street.
Ji Ciyan was carrying a lot of things in her hands.
She actually wanted to help carry some, but he dodged him.
She looked at him and then looked in front of him, asking, "Should we continue shopping?"
Ji Ciyan saw that she hadn't had enough fun yet, so she nodded, "This is my first time here.
I want to see everything."
Feng Fuyao's smiling eyes were like crescent moons, and she nodded fiercely.
It was rare to go down the mountain once, so she had to go back having a good time no matter what.
Not far from this street, a slim and veiled woman walked towards this side with two maids.
Even in the busy city, she remained dignified and quiet, and her pace was neither hasty nor slow.
"Miss, it's getting late, when do you want to go back?"
A maid asked in a low voice.
The madam has always forbidden the young lady to go out of the house to such a busy and unclassy place.
This time, if the young lady sneaks out secretly, they will be in trouble. .
The woman was wearing a navy blue brocade robe with a jade-colored cloak on the outside.
She had a graceful and graceful figure.
Through the thin veil, it can be seen that her face is very beautiful, her facial features are pretty and her eyes are soft, and her skin is white and smooth.
She must be a stunning beauty.
"I'll be back in a while.
Why are you in a hurry?
Mother came back late today."
Her voice was also very pleasant, and her soft and soft tone was just like her appearance.
"Yes, miss."
And along the way, this woman has seduced the souls of many men. other side "Your Highness, look at that lantern."
Feng Fuyao pointed to a beautiful palace lantern with one hand.
The palace lantern was very beautifully carved.
The poems and paintings on it were all in everyone's style.
The handle was neither too long nor too short, and there were a few round lanterns on it.
The little night pearl is delicate and lovely, but you can tell at a glance that it is a woman's thing.
Many people have gathered around the stall.
There were many people around and it was noisy, and her attention was obviously no longer on him.
He hugged the scattered things on his body tightly and leaned towards her ear, "Do you want it?"
But he really didn't.
I saw something strange about that lamp.
When Feng Fuyao heard the sound, she felt heat hitting her ears.
She subconsciously turned her head and looked over.
Ji Ciyan did not move her head away, fearing that she would not hear her so she would say it again, but she did not expect that she would move so fast.
The bright red lips of the person who suddenly turned around were printed on the upright tip of the nose of the man behind him.
The man's skin was very good, and there was no pore even on the nose, like a piece of white, flawless and fresh breasts.
Tofu, she quickly took a step back with a normal expression.
Fortunately, they were not in the front position.
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Others were busy looking at the palace lanterns at the moment and did not see their movements.
If they had seen them, even if they had seen their extraordinary clothes, they would not have caused an uproar, but just because of their brotherly looks With the wonderful scene of Youdi Gong, it will definitely be someone else who will make the headlines after dinner tomorrow morning.
Seeing her calm face, Ji Ciyan obviously didn't take this matter to heart, and her deep eyes gradually darkened.
"Cousin Yan," a pleasant female voice came from far away, calling with surprise.
Feng Fuyao heard the sound and looked over, only to see a woman who was a year or two older than her.
She was dressed in white fur and blue, with her face covered by gauze.
The huge waves that had just rolled in her heart gradually calmed down.
She just heard her call Ji Ciyan Cousin.
Since ancient times, cousins have been the same family, and they even kissed each other.
Well, she seemed to smell the smell of adultery.
She glanced at the person next to her and saw that he had a calm expression on his face. .
She turned her head boredly and looked at her front, counting the things on it, wondering when she, Mr.
Fuyao, had ever been so lonely.
At this time, the woman had already walked over, and the maid behind her saluted Ji Ciyan.
"See."
Ji Ciyan didn't seem to attract attention and waved her hand to signal them to get up.
"Cousin, why did you come out today?"
The surroundings were noisy, but her voice was still clear and could be heard clearly.
It was obvious that this gentle person also knew martial arts.
"The boredom sets in.
Why are you here today?"
Ji Ciyan's voice was calm, with a hint of alienation.
Xiao Yian smiled slightly, "My cousin doesn't know.
Yi'an has always liked this lively and ordinary scene.
Today, my mother went to the palace to visit my sister, so I left the house secretly.
Cousin, please remember not to tell my mother. ” This is indeed a sad story.
The beauty had a wish that could not be realized.
Finally, more than ten years later, on the day before the Chinese New Year, she took the opportunity to rely on her own intelligence to finally realize her wish.
However, she did not expect that she would meet her cousin, and then She told this sad story to her cousin, Beauty has a wish Well, Feng Fuyao was bored and made up a lot of pictures in her mind.
She felt that one day she couldn't survive anymore and she could make a living by writing storybooks.
"I don't know which family this young master is from.
How come I haven't seen him before?"
This young man has such an immortal appearance, and his immortal jade bones are only slightly inferior to his cousin who has always been at the top of the Six Nations in terms of talent, learning and appearance.
He is still young now.
It would be fine if he grows up, but it is a waste to have such a good appearance on this young man's face.
If it is a woman, "My men."
Xiao Yian nodded.
If his subordinate can win the favor of his cousin, this young man must be very talented.
She glanced at his hand, her face was a little cold, and she said, "Cousin, since you brought someone out, how could you carry so many things by yourself?"
What she said meant something.
Feng Fuyao looked calm and unmoved.
It was not like she asked him to take it.
Seeing that the young man opposite acted as if he hadn't heard her words, Xiao Yi'an clenched his hands and said in a somewhat displeased tone, "Fu Liu, Cuimei, why don't you help your cousin carry things?
You've forgotten what I usually teach you."
How come you are so ignorant?"
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Even if her cousin looked down at him, this young man should not ignore her words.
Two little maids hurried over and said, "Your Highness, please give us the things."
Ji Ciyan held the things in her arms and moved them, "The things over there are very good.
You can take a look around."
"Fuyao, go back home."
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the direction they came from without looking at them.
Xiao Yian stiffened and didn't understand why her cousin suddenly wanted to go back home.
Wasn't he fine just now?
If possible, she would like to invite her cousin to join her.
Looking at the retreating figure, she gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "A slave must act like a slave, but don't rely on your talents and looks to try to get ahead of your master.
He doesn’t even consider his abilities.”
Feng Fuyao walked to her side, paused for a moment, raised her bright red lips and leaned into her ear and breathed softly, "Auntie, it turns out I'm so outstanding."
Xiao Yi'an flinched, his face suddenly twisted and disbelieving, what did she say?
Ji Ciyan walked a certain distance ahead and deliberately slowed down her pace.
Seeing that she was following her as if nothing happened, he lowered his eyebrows and wondered what he was thinking.
On the way home In the dark night, snow stars were falling from the sky.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the land, leaving a footprint with every step.
Feng Fuyao caught a piece of fallen snow and held it gently.
The vendors on the roadside were already preparing to close their stalls.
She felt envious as she watched them, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
The most ordinary but happiest life.
In the past, her parents were always afraid of avoiding her.
As the young master of a family of assassins, she was not allowed to have feelings.
The word love confuses people's judgment and disturbs people's soul.
Once she has feelings, even they can't.
They will respect her but not love her.
There are three direct descendants of the Feng family, but she was chosen to inherit the family.
When she was young, she thought that if she worked hard, she would live a better life.
She never really understood this society.
She only knew how to practice assassination skills desperately, fighting, lurking, and poisoning.
The knowledge, habits, and characteristics that must be memorized in this field tested her day and night.
Until the last fight, in the dark night, accompanied by the blood that had never been washed away, stepping on those lives that were as dirty as hers, she finally reached the old but ruthless head of the family.
One of them was His direct grandson.
However, that day was the first time she saw the smile of the head of the family, and she still remembered his frosty old voice saying, "Yao Ao, you have done a great job.
From now on, you will be the next successor."
What an ironic sentence that was, but after that day, what awaited her was no longer endless and desperate training, but a group of corpses who would never betray her, sneaking into the Feng family's secret facility to explore the secrets of various countries.
She no longer needs to travel around the country to take on missions and formulate countermeasures.
She only needs to plan the minimum number of casualties behind the scenes and not fail to maintain the Feng family's status.
Oh, I still remember that year, when she was really fourteen years old "It's snowing heavily, please open your umbrella."
A weak voice reminded from the side.
"good."
Feng Fuyao opened her umbrella and walked towards him, wanting to protect him, but she saw Ji Ciyan squatting down, rearranging the things in her hands, and picking up everything with just one arm.
The two lanterns took over the big umbrella under her unclear eyes.
"Let's go."
The snow tonight is beautiful, the people tonight are also sad, the elegance and pride tonight is the real her, the one she doesn’t want to recall, she has never been loved, never loved anyone, God gave her a chance to be reborn, Love and be loved.
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The once high-spirited name has gradually faded away on the way there.
Now the only person alive in the world is Feng Fuyao.
She has a master, a senior brother, friends, a group of people who will truly sacrifice for her, and this unknown person.
The purpose is unknown, and he only wants to design her like this.
Thinking of this, he lowered his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.
If it wasn't Feng Yaao, would it be her?
With other people’s surnames and a name she’s never familiar with, does she really have a home here?
The confusion is profound as never before.
"What are you laughing at?"
“Good mood” ,, －－－－－－Digression－－－－－ If you like it, please save it, thank you The beginning of every story is always a little dull, but when the story ends, you always can't bear it to end, and the dullness during the period will turn into cuteness, so that you can't help but savor it carefully.
That is the charm of the story itself
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