Feng Min sniffed and couldn't help but say, "Then I want three!"
”Feng Xun said lightly: "One." ”"Three ......," Chiaki glanced at him with her chin propped up, "one." ”Feng Min wanted to say something.He looked at the wooden sword in Qianqiu's hand and pulled a beautiful sword flower, and the swishing cold wind blew straight to Feng Min's white and tender cheeks.Feng Min shrunk his neck."
But, it's ......"
"It's hard to tell if you're one."
Feng Xun frowned slightly, "How else do you want to divide it?"
”Feng Min weakly snapped his fingers."
One queen mother, one regent, and one Min'er.""
Look, it's just three!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his little paws that had pulled out his orchid fingers.Chiaki glanced at it and couldn't help but stretch out her hand.The number three referred to by this orchid must have been learned from the little brother.Little brother's pot.Chiaki was just going to give him a pull.Unexpectedly, Feng Xun also stretched out his hand at the same time.The fingertips of the two touched.Feng Xun pursed his thin lips, and the moment he felt the touch, he felt the other party's temperature burning.He immediately withdrew his hand, his expression gloomy and his dislike seemed to be particularly disgusted.Qianqiu glanced at him, didn't care much, and pulled Feng Min's little hand well.She said lightly: "Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, but don't learn bad from some people." ”At this time, she also taunted the person next to her.Feng Min didn't know the voiceover of the words yet, and his expression was ignorant, so he could only nod."
Mm-hmm, the queen mother is right."
Whether you understand it or not, this is the right answer.Feng Xun's face seemed to be a little worse, his voice became calmer, and he said, "The ink is fragrant, it's not bad." ”He didn't argue anything, and praised the ink artist by the way.Chiaki glanced at him.He is worthy of being a regent and has been through so many things.The little brother's skin is not ordinarily thick.…… The two of them are hurting each other, both openly and secretly.Merely.In Feng Min's matter, the cooperation between the two is the same.Qianqiu clinged to the wooden sword, playing with the sword flower, with a smile on his face, and a cold look in his eyes.Feng Min trembled.Feng Xun was appeased for a while when he heard the words, and fooled him to practice his words well.It's been a long time.At the beginning of the day, I looked out of the open window.The lanterns hanging under the eaves were lit up one after another, and the reddish light reflected the ambiguous and hazy colors on the surface of the lake.In the daytime of the capital, the streets are full of traffic and serious.When night falls, dyeing such ambiguous colors makes the atmosphere completely different.The second of February is the season when the dragon raises its head.Not only did the people hold temple fairs, but the palace should also hold a banquet.The regent, the queen mother, and the emperor Feng Min should all be the protagonists.Merely.As the regent Feng Xun declared that the emperor's old illness had relapsed.The queen mother's beloved son was heartfelt, and when she went to visit, there was no movement in the palace.This is convenient, the three people who should have appeared in the palace appeared at the folk temple fair at such a time.The temple fair is full of people, and it is a little more lively than in the daytime.The surname of the country is Feng.The country name is Hong.The folk customs of Hongguo are open.Before Song Qiuyue lowered the curtain to listen to politics, there were several empresses one after another.Therefore.There are not many restrictions between men and women.On the night of the festival, there were both men and women on the streets.Even many people are still rushing to meet the right person.Maybe there will be a fate to meet thousands of miles away.A hundred years of repair can be crossed in the same boat, and a thousand years of repair can be slept together.