Wind over Yongning

Although the woman kneeling on the ground selling her body has a beautiful face that makes people feel bright at the first sight, but compared with the beauty in front of her, she is like a firefly and a bright moon. Standing together, everyone's eyes are natural Focus on her alone.

But such a stunning beauty also couldn't keep her husband's love.

The nature of a man is really greedy, he doesn't have enough delicacies at home, yet he still wants to try the porridge and side dishes outside...

Everyone felt sorry for Feng Nongying, but Feng Nongying made a dignified and generous gesture of a housewife, looking at Hongjuan who was kneeling on the ground, with a calm expression but a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Hearing this, Le Yongning quickly argued: "Feng'er, I don't. I don't know this girl well. I said that marrying you will only be good to you in this life. It will never be anyone's fault. Implications..." He couldn't speak sweet words, he could only explain clumsily, and finally added dryly: "You must believe me."

After finishing speaking, he could only look at Feng Nongying eagerly, his eyes looked like the dog Feng Nongying once raised, which made people feel soft-hearted.

However, Hongjuan, who was kneeling on the ground, did not wait for Le Yongning to finish speaking, immediately picked up the silver ingot that Feng Nongying had thrown on the ground, put it in her palm, held the pipa and kowtowed to Feng Nongying, and said gratefully : "Miss Xie, for your kindness, the little girl will take good care of the young lady and the son in the future, and I hope the young master will take you in."

Seeing Feng Nongying's expressionless face, Le Yongning thought she was still jealous, so she immediately refused: "I'll give you the money to bury your father well, but you don't need to wait on him, go live your own life .”

Hongjuan immediately blushed when she heard the words, and said sadly: "Please have mercy, my lord, now the little girl is alone, the world is so big, but there is no place for the little girl?" As she spoke, she turned to Feng Nongying, and stretched out her hand to hold her. The hem of Feng Nongying's skirt pleaded: "Miss, please take me in, the little girl used to wear grass and tie a ring to repay Miss's kindness."

Le Yongning looked at Feng Nongying, wanting to refuse, but seeing Hongjuan's crying appearance, looking at them pitifully with red eyes, he couldn't bear it.

Feng Nongying glanced at Le Yongning, he had already grasped Le Yongning's soft and kind disposition, he couldn't help shaking his head secretly in his heart, as expected, good people will be bullied, rather than let the messy cats and dogs bully him, it's better to be bullied from now on. Let him bully him alone.

Feng Nongying sighed, and said helplessly: "This woman is indeed a poor person, San Lang can keep it if he wants to, it's just a lot of people and a pair of chopsticks."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold Le Yongning's fingers, and said softly and coquettishly: "But Sanlang is only allowed to see me, not her!"

Hongjuan, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered her head, but silently rolled her eyes in the dark, feeling disdainful in her heart: You treat this little idiot as a treasure, and do you think everyone else is as blind as you?The person I like in the future must be someone who is unrivaled in martial arts and heroic, and will come to me on a tall horse and unrestrained...

Le Yongning naturally agreed, nodded vigorously, and said: "Don't worry, I will never do anything to disappoint you."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at Hongjuan and said, "Then you can follow us from now on, and be the maid of your fiancée, and take good care of her alone."

"Yes, Mr. Xie for taking her in. From now on, Miss will be the master of the little girl..." Hongjuan immediately kowtowed again with a grateful expression.

The corners of Feng Nongying's lips raised, revealing a gentle smile, his eyes glanced down slightly, and his eyes collided with Hongjuan who just happened to lift her eyes up quietly, both of them had smiles in their eyes.

Hongjuan lowered her eyes and said softly: "The little girl will definitely take good care of the miss."

Feng Nongying nodded and said, "Then go and bury your father quickly, and come to Fulong Inn to find us after the funeral is over."

"Yes." Hong Juan kowtowed again: "Miss Xie and my lord are very kind."

Feng Nongying and Le Yongning turned and left, and the crowd of onlookers also slowly dispersed.

Hongjuan stood up slowly, straightened the white cloth tied on her forehead, opened her palm to look at the jagged silver piece on her hand, slightly raised the corner of her mouth, put the silver in her sleeve pocket, turned and left...

Hongjuan changed her clothes, walked around from the back alley of Fulong Restaurant, and went directly through the window into Feng Nongying's room.

Feng Nongying was sitting alone on the soft couch in the room at the moment, slowly flipping through a book of stories in his hand.

Hearing the movement, he asked softly without raising his head: "Are you here?"

"En," Hongjuan responded, walked to Feng Nongying and knelt down, took a gulp of tea from the desk beside her, and let out a long sigh of relief: "It's finally over, I'm exhausted me."

"I see you are enjoying it." Feng Nong's film and television line still remained in the story book, and after turning over a page, he casually said with a smile: "You gave your father another funeral today."

Hongjuan gritted her teeth and snorted coldly: "If I can really send him away, I will give him a funeral every day, but the scourge will last for thousands of years, and he will not die!"

Hongjuan rubbed her knees and complained: "I waited for you for a long time before you came, I thought the master was going to forget me."

"How could it be?" Of course Feng Nongying would not admit it, and said with a smile: "We went to Jinxiu Cloth Factory and will be back immediately."

As he spoke, he turned over a page of the book in his hand, and continued: "I bought two very beautiful dresses, and I will show you when I wear them."

Hongjuan looked at Feng Nongying in silence, her eyes inexplicably made Feng Nongying's heart shudder.

"Hehehe." Hongjuan smiled sarcastically: "Master, I suspect that you eloped with that idiot, not to find an honest man to marry, but to wear skirts openly."

It's no wonder Hongjuan is so skeptical, it's because Feng Nongying has an inexplicable obsession with women's clothing.

When Feng Nongying was young, he grew up with Mrs. Haitang in Baihua Villa. In Baihua Villa, there were all close friends left by Feng Nongying's mother, and all of them were women.From the time he could remember, the only people he could come into contact with were women. At least until he was eight years old, he always believed that there were only women in this world.

Everyone was wearing beautiful skirts, exquisite accessories, and fine powder. He stubbornly believed that he was also a woman, and wanted to be as beautiful as everyone in the villa.

When Feng Nongying was a child, if he didn't follow his wishes, he would cry and make a fuss. The people had no choice but to accommodate him and put him in women's dresses.

In order to correct his thoughts, Mrs. Haitang even chose to take Xi Yuanzhou to the villa to be his companion...

Later, as Feng Nongying got older, he knew that it would be easy to save face and stop crying, so Mrs. Haitang forcefully changed all his clothes into men's clothes.

But in Feng Nongying's mind, he is a girl, so he should wear skirts, and he is very troubled by the attitudes of the people, looking at Hongjuan beside him who is still dressed as a girl, his envious eyes make people feel pity.

Everyone in Baihua Villa had no choice but to feel sorry for Feng Nongying.So he could only make a compromise, agreeing that Feng Nongying could dress up as a woman in private, but once he went out, he had to dress up as a man.

Feng Nongying immediately agreed, some clothes are better than none at all.Turning around, he immediately bought dozens of sets of gorgeous dresses and some head accessories for himself.

Seeing Hongjuan's questioning eyes, Feng Nongying immediately straightened up, opened his eyes wide, looked at Hongjuan calmly, and retorted, "How can you think of me so much! Am I this kind of person?"

"You are!" Hongjuan immediately asked sarcastically: "Aren't you this kind of person? In order to wear a skirt, who pretended not to think about food and tea deceived Madam Haitang, and made Madam let you wear women's clothing. But privately asked me to steal food for him from the kitchen!"

Hearing Hongjuan's ridicule, Feng Nongying's pretendingly calm eyes moved to the book again, her waist collapsed again, she leaned softly, and snorted coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Hongjuan laughed mockingly, and didn't say much, poured herself another glass of water and drank it down.Putting it behind the teacup and propping his chin with one hand, he looked at Feng Nongying, sighed in a low voice, "Maybe both of us were born with the wrong gender."

"You are a man, but you want to be a woman. But I am a woman, but I wish I could be a man!" The smile on Hongjuan's mouth turned into self-mockery, and her expression became extremely disappointed: "If I It's a boy, that person would not abandon my mother so ruthlessly for the sake of my ability to carry on the family."

"You are so naive." Feng Nongying's indifferent voice came over: "He is a man of profit, and whenever he has the opportunity to climb a high branch, you and your mother are just obstacles to his prosperity and wealth in his heart." That's all, even if you are a boy, the ending will not change, he can abandon his ancestral surname and put down all his dignity to marry into a high family, so how can he take the so-called inheritance of the family seriously."

Feng Nongying sighed, put down the notebook in his hand, reached out to touch Hongjuan's hair and comforted him, "Forget it, Yang Qingqiao is dead, now you are Hongjuan, the most beautiful girl in my Baihua Villa." Hua'er, forget about everything in the past, good days will last."

"Master is the most beautiful flower." Hongjuan muttered in a low voice, bowed her head on Feng Nongying's lap, keeping a straight face in silence, Feng Nongying patted her head, knowing that the resentment in her heart was unbearable. Ping, without much persuasion, returned his gaze to the book.

After a long time, Hongjuan said in a low voice: "Now I am just Hongjuan, Hongjuan from Baihua Villa..."

"Yes." Feng Nongying smiled lightly and nodded in response.