How many buildings are in the mist

"No, my little brother thinks that in Fu Jin's painting, the meaning outside the painting is far better than the meaning in the painting."

"Oh? According to Xiongtai, what is the meaning in this painting, and what is the meaning outside the painting?"

"In my opinion..."

In the cool summer night, Feng Zizhang stood in the dark outside the house, looking at the people inside.Those who discuss paintings, those who play the piano for fun, and those who discuss current affairs.The painting was a gift from Xie Yan's friend. It is said that he heard that there was such a gathering, and his friend Fangwai, who always hated the aristocratic family, drew a painting and sent it to him.Playing the piano for fun, I didn't see her, and was seriously discussing how His Royal Highness Nankang Wang played at the last gathering a few days ago, from the specific techniques to the state of mind when playing.As for discussing current affairs, they are talking about border defense, analyzing in detail whether to send troops from Jiangxia or Guangling if the Northern Expedition is to be made in the future. Waste one such argument.

"The generals stationed in various places have their own reasons. Brother Liu, don't treat them so simply. Jiangxia has three waterways. It is the upper reaches of Jiankang. They can be attacked and defended. They must send generals with excellent military capabilities who are more trusted; Guangling can only defend According to the responsibility, like a city wall, the most important thing is to block it, so you can send someone you trust and who will never betray you."

"Brother Fang said that because he has full confidence in Zhu Shijing?"

"Hey! I won't doubt His Majesty's choice on this issue, I can only be sure of my own loyalty."

"Hahahahaha, don't worry about it, brother Fang. I understand what you said. In addition to this consideration, there should also be a consideration of balance among clans. But what I'm discussing today is military affairs, not politics. gone."

"How can there be a military that has nothing to do with politics..."

Feng Zizhang was happy to hear what they said, and felt comfortable.She doesn't care if the content of their discussion is out of line, as long as they can discuss it, her goal will be achieved.It is also a good thing to have a place where they can talk freely, objectively, and rationally, so that they can understand each other and even reach a consensus.She is happy to be the master, and even assumes the corresponding possible responsibilities.Earlier, once they saw her coming, they would carefully put away what they had just said and say something unimportant.After a long time, they put down their guard and even invited Feng Zizhang to join them.And she is always selective about certain topics.Although Feng Zihuan would hope that she would gradually lead the topic to dislike the aristocratic clan, but——

She doesn't want to do that.Even if one day they really will be like this, she doesn't want them to be like this, and even when that day comes, she will use her relationship with them to control their enthusiasm.

"Ah, Your Highness! Your Highness is coming!" Being seen, she had no choice but to walk in.

Soon, Xie Yan brought the servants of the mansion up to deliver some snacks.Everyone thanked him endlessly, and a few people said that Mr. Neishi might as well stay and chat together, and those who played the piano were used to flirtatious, so they asked Xie Yan to stay and play the flute together.Seeing this, Xie Yan smiled and agreed one by one. After distributing the snacks to everyone, he went back to the room and took his own flute before coming over to sit down.Stay with me until I send everyone away.When she came back from the door, Feng Zizhang was nowhere to be seen, so she and the servants cleaned up the desks and dishes in the room before going to the backyard to look for Feng Zizhang.As a result, there was no one in Feng Zizhang's room.

Since entering the mansion, she has been living in the guest room.Feng Zizhang originally intended to let her live in a wing room of her bedroom, but she said that if something happened, I would come and go, arguing with you, what should I do.Feng Zizhang said it was the study room, but she still shied away.Feng Zizhang understood that she was deliberately keeping a distance in order to protect Feng Zizhang's reputation, and perhaps her own reputation.

Feng Zizhang really wanted to tell her that I don't care about these things, just like you don't care about your reputation.But, if it's true... She doesn't seem to be ready for this either.She wanted to get closer to Xie Yan, the closer the better, but she didn't want to get past those things, she didn't think about it.Of course it is very good at the moment, but...although sooner or later, but...

"So you are here." Xie Yan's voice came from behind, "What are you doing here?"

"I thought——" This excuse is not good, it is better not to make excuses, "I came to see how you live. I always feel that I have wronged you by letting you live in the guest room." It seems that you are only temporarily living in the guest room, temporarily in my house If you do things on the Internet, you will leave one day.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a place to sleep. Back then, I didn't feel wronged when I slept in the grass in the mountains. Besides, I'm busy all day long, so I just need a safe and comfortable place to sleep." Xie Yan walked to her side , smiled at her, and went into the house again.

"You don't even want a salary. If it spreads out and people know that I don't even give you a good place to live, and let you live in a guest room, wouldn't it mean that I'm stingy and treat my internal history harshly?" A laugh came from inside the room. With a voice, Xie Yan came out holding his own knife, "You know whether you are harsh or not. Let's go."

"Why go?"

"Chop bamboo."

"Cut bamboo? Where is there any bamboo to cut?" Although she was confused, she walked into the garden with Xie Yan tacitly, "Besides, you don't have a strip knife, so you use your knife to chop?"

"Yes, I use my knife. It's long, sharp, and precise. If you don't believe me, look." Feng Zizhang followed her gaze, and the row of bamboos on the courtyard wall was indeed overly dense, almost hanging down. To the ground, "Don't cut it, but keep it on the forehead?"

"But this black-lighted--"

"Don't be afraid, just stand back."

Feng Zizhang moved a little distance away, Xie Yan drew out the knife in a snap, swung the knife a few times in the air, and the bamboo forest fell down in response.This is not over, Xie Yan stepped forward, picked up the fallen bamboos, gathered them together, placed them against the wall, aimed carefully, swished and counted the knives, and cut the bamboos into long and short pieces.Only then was he satisfied and put them together in one place.

Feng Zizhang went up to help, "After cutting it like this, are you going to build a house?" Xie Yan held the bamboo section in his hand and looked around, "There is no space, and the materials are not enough. What to build, a bamboo shed? "

"Bamboo house." Feng Zizhang put the bamboo in his hand to the tip of his nose and smelled it, "If fresh bamboo is built into a house, it will surely fill the room with a delicate fragrance."

Xie Yan smiled and said: "Then I have to chop all the bamboos in the house! Even if you don't kill me, sister Huiyu won't kill me, if it spreads, people will laugh at you'Nankang King Tu Zhubo beauty smiles' Heck!"

"Aren't you ashamed to catch up with a self-proclaimed beauty?"

"Since you don't think of me as Chen Ajiao who wants to hide, then don't worry about the house I live in. Ah, don't worry about it." Xie Yan was still talking about the world as a house, the smile on Feng Zizhang's face Already changed.She looked at Xie Yan's side face for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand to gently pinch Xie Yan's chin, and turned Xie Yan's face to her, "Of course I really want to live in my bedroom for you, but I don't know if you want Don't want to?"

Xie Yan stared at Feng Zizhang's eyes, and found that Feng Zizhang's eyes were a little blurred, and at this moment, his eyes moved down, gradually looking at his nose and lips.Xie Yan is a bold person, he is not very serious, and he is definitely not a person who sticks to etiquette, but the first thought that occupies his mind is: "Oh? What is your Highness wanting to do to me, Princess? Or? "

She had already put down the bamboo, stretched her hand up, and caressed Feng Zizhang's wrist all the way down.Before reaching the half of the forearm, Feng Zizhang grabbed the wrist and pulled it aside.This action made both of them distracted.Feng Zizhang leaned forward, in order to make her comfortable, Xie Yan yearned to step back a little, but stepped on a bamboo under his feet—there was nothing wrong with it, and he really shouldn’t be doing things outdoors—and fell to the ground.

Preventing yourself from falling is not a difficult task, especially for these two people.But Feng Zizhang was still holding her hand, so she had no choice but to let herself fall down.Sitting down on the ground, although Feng Zizhang asked her if she fell, the hand holding her wrist did not let go.She said no, she propped herself on the ground with one hand, and was grabbed by Feng Zizhang with the other.Feng Zizhang was half kneeling, with most of his body leaning forward, almost pressing on her.

Xie Yan didn't know that it was his pretentiously charming "Your Highness" just now that tugged at Feng Zizhang's heartstrings.

"You..." Xie Yan said.

"Huh?" Feng Zizhang replied.

"Drink?" Xie Yan asked softly.

Feng Zizhang chuckled, "No. Ah, no, yes."

"Yes??" Xie Yan asked in surprise.

"Ah."

"Where did you drink it?"

Feng Zizhang laughed in his heart why she was so stupid all of a sudden, "You are such a good wine, I was drunk in it, why do you ask me?"

The light was dim, otherwise she could see how cute Xie Yan was blushing.

"I don't know what to seal you, otherwise, it would have been sealed long ago, right? But I really want to live in my bedroom, do you want to go?"

"Zi Zhang—"

"You don't know... I will..."

"Would you?"

"I will... like Zisong, I will like..."

Seeing that they were about to start talking incoherently, fortunately Huiyu's footsteps appeared in time, and the two stood up and tidied up the bamboo properly.Only then did Feng Zizhang realize that Lao Cai was ill.After Huiyu left, the two finished packing, Xie Yan elbowed Feng Zizhang, Feng Zizhang didn't say a word, took her hand and walked to his bedroom.

Walking into the bedroom, she pushed Xie Yan to sit by the desk, and turned around to close the door by herself.When I came back, I saw Xie Yan smiling, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you."

"What's so funny about me." Feng Zizhang stood where he was, with no intention of going over.

"I haven't finished talking, come here."

"Ok?"

"Come here."

Hearing being coquettish, Feng Zizhang walked over, "Huh?"

"You said just now that you will also be like Fengzisong, what will happen?"

Laugh without answering.

"Bad guy, tell me."

"Say I'm a badass, so why should I tell you?"

"You want to be like Fengzisong, how can you not be a villain?"

It's not that Xie Yan doesn't know what Feng Zizhang wants to say, she knows.Do you want to get closer to Fengzizhang?Think about it, they all live in other people's houses, and they belong to each other, so there is no barrier at all.But she was embarrassed to say it herself, and she didn't want to go to that step now.She has nothing to do with herself, and she doesn't care if others say that she seduces the royal family with her body, but she doesn't want others to say that Feng Zizhang is a prostitute, lustful, immoral, immoral, or any possible bad words .

In her heart, Feng Zizhang is the best, the most beautiful, and irreplaceable, even if she dare not touch it, let alone others.Like a most beautiful dream, a dream of a soft, warm and comfortable night, which I dare not dream because I am afraid that I will wake up.On weekdays, she makes things difficult for others, she teases others, and she teases others, all for the momentary pleasure.Only this time, she was just trying to escape.

Don't say it, don't say it now, still...

"I'm not saying that I want to be like Zisong, leading a group of concubines and having fun all day." Feng Zizhang sat next to her, as if he wanted to put his arms around her waist, but in the end he just held her hand, "It's just that, like her, I also yearn for... having someone to accompany me. Maybe the only difference between me and her is that I just want you to accompany me."

Xie Yan only felt that he was poured into a mouthful of gentle honey, flowing from eyes to mouth to heart. "But I," the voice softened unconsciously, "I've always been with you."

"Yes, but—although I live together now, but sometimes, under the same roof, I still... miss you very much. I don't know why. I wish I could watch you all the time. In the house When you need to go to work, you will find no one in the afternoon, and you will be arrested by various things. I am not saying that I will not let you go, but I cannot be with you, so I will I will miss you, even, even envy the people who are with you. Just like you are at the party tonight, you play the flute very well. Well, that's true, but I just want to... possess you, all of you, all of you. You don't know how much I wish you weren't my inner history at the party, not only; I wish I could tell They, you are mine, my one and only day companion."

"So you ran to the guest room just because of this?"

"In the house, you always come to me, why can't I come to you?" Feng Zizhang took her hand, gently whirled with his fingers, and looked down at her knuckles, " Thinking about it, I feel ridiculous, but sometimes, I really wish I could be with you all the time, even if the soul can't, the soul can. But it can't be."

With a smile on his face, Xie Yan took out a hand and stroked the edge of Feng Zizhang's cheek with his fingertips, full of affection, but he didn't know what to say.

Since Feng Zizhang is so bold tonight, and there is no one else here, why not——

Unexpectedly, Feng Zizhang turned his head and kissed her palm lightly, rubbed her palm twice like a cat, then looked at her and smiled.With the numbness coming from the palm and the gaze shining into the heart from the bottom of the eyes, Xie Yan felt that his voice began to tremble slightly: "You...is it even more like this after I came to live in the house?"

"It's close at hand, but you can't touch it. If it's not torture, what is it?"

"But I don't want people to say that you—"

"Tell me what?"

"Speaking of you, um..."

Feng Zizhang smiled, "What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it going to happen sooner or later? Hmm?"

Xie Yan froze for a moment, then blushed a little, Feng Zizhang took the opportunity to pull her closer, getting closer and closer, "I figured it out tonight. Or you, don't you think so?"

Xie Yan almost saw himself in Feng Zizhang's eyes, what he was breathing was her breath.So in that close distance, she took the initiative to lean over and kiss Feng Zizhang.The corners of Feng Zizhang's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile.Before he could be more happy, his mind was swept away by greater happiness, and his mind became blank.Neither can feel where his own hands are, nor can he feel where Xie Yan's hands are.Until the lack of breath forced them to separate, the tip of her nose was still leaning against Xie Yan's.Both closed their eyes, panting lightly.

"You are..."

"Um……?"

Xie Yan wanted to ask her, but her sanity was overwhelmed by her "um", and he kissed her again, wanting to force her, but he was hesitant, it was extremely sweet and extremely painful.When they parted again, she who had already held Feng Zizhang in her arms for some reason said, "You, did you say that so bluntly?"

Feng Zizhang smiled, "Yeah, if you don't save time, how can I treat you..."

The voice behind was swallowed again, and no one could hear it.

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After sending out the blades, did I send sugar again?

You are wrong, this is a routine.