Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

Chapter 363: We are wronged

Feng Huaiyan paused while holding the pen. "Then send it away for a month and bring it back before the wedding."

It also saves the trouble of sending people to check on Mian Shuang from time to time. Although they can't enter the yard, it is a bit annoying to send them away frequently.

My mother also saved herself the trouble of making unnecessary daily greetings.

"Then I'll leave this matter to my brother. After all, you are the future head of the Marquis's Mansion."

"Eighth sister is very close to grandma, and grandma is also very kind to her. I believe she will be very happy to accompany grandma. Let her be filial to grandma on our behalf."

Seeing that he agreed, Feng Huaiji turned around and walked out.

"and many more."

Feng Huaiji turned back.

"You went to the third room?" Feng Huaiyan knew him. Once he was moved, it would be difficult for him to let go.

If Yingyue was not their cousin, Feng Huaiyan would not say anything even if their identities were incompatible. But their identities were like that, so there was no result.

"Brother, I know my limits."

Wanjiezhu: To be sensible, you have to secretly hook up with the mission target.

Feng Huaiyan looked at his back and thought that he didn't seem to have any sense of propriety.

Never mind, he just reminded me this last time.

Feng Huaiji returned to Qingyun Courtyard, opened the box, and found six sachets neatly placed on the soft cloth in the box.

Feng Huaiji picked one out and hung it beside the bed.

Early the next morning, Feng Huaiji went to the Ministry of Justice prison after court session, and used both soft and hard tactics, intimidation and torture to force the emperor to tell him what he wanted, and then he was released from duty.

After lunch break, I went out of the house and saw the person I wanted to see sitting on a bamboo bench under the bamboo forest.

Feng Huaiji walked quickly to her side and put his hand on her head, "Why didn't you let Qingming and the others call me when you came?"

Yingyue looked up, "Qingming said you were taking a nap, so you should be waking up soon, so I just stayed here to listen to the sound of the bamboo growing. I didn't wait long."

The sound of bamboo joints growing is "crunching". It may sound a bit noisy at first, but after listening to it for a long time, I find it quite relaxing.

Feng Huaiji leaned over and brushed the bamboo leaves off her shoulders, "Don't you want to take a nap?"

"I get up late and take a late lunch break. I'll take another lunch break later."

"Why did you come to me?"

"Didn't you say I could come if I wanted to?" Yingyue blinked, with doubt in her almond eyes, "Should I think of a reason before I come?"

I just had nothing to do and suddenly wanted to come find him.

"No need, come whenever you want, I'm glad you're here." Feng Huaiji couldn't help but pinch her face gently, and asked with a smile: "Why didn't they serve you tea and snacks?"

The delicate and slightly cool touch of her cheek came from his fingertips. Feng Huaiji withdrew his hand and curled his fingers. "It's a bit windy today. Is it cold sitting in the yard?"

His eyes gradually became deep and gentle, and seemed to be mixed with some emotions that she could not understand.

Yingyue was stunned for a moment, then replied: "It's not cold, the wind blew and the bamboo leaves fell into the tea and snacks, so I let them take them away."

Feng Huaiji held her wrist again and said, "Get up. If you sit any longer, your head will be covered with broken bamboo leaves."

Yingyue glanced at his hand holding her wrist and followed him, "Where are you going?"

"Let the kitchenette make you something to eat. What do you want?"

"Plum soup, but it's not ready yet and I have to take a nap."

Feng Huaiji thought about it and said, "How about you come over and drink after you wake up?"

Yingyue took two quick steps to his side and looked at him sideways, "Then why can't you have someone deliver it to Qinghui Courtyard or I have someone come to pick it up?"

Feng Huaiji slowed down his pace to accommodate her. "I had dinner at your place yesterday. How about you have dinner here today? I have a small kitchen here. Just order whatever you want."

"Okay, do you have a pen? I'll write down the names of the dishes."

Feng Huaiji let go of her hand and looked at Xuan Qing, who went to get a pen and paper.

After Xuan Qing took it, Feng Huaiji took it and said, "You say, I'll write."

"Oh."

After she sat down, Feng Huaiji sat beside her and spread out the paper, "Go ahead."

"Tofu soup, fried tofu with green onions, and tofu pickled in honey."

Qingming brought over the brewed scented tea.

“Why is it all tofu?”

"It's delicious." Yingyue came close to his hand and said, "Second brother, your handwriting is so beautiful."

My second brother’s hands are also very beautiful.

"If you don't look good at the exam, you will be judged low."

"I heard that the second brother and the eldest brother took the imperial examination in the same year. You were the top scorer and the eldest brother was the second. Moreover, the second brother always won the first prize in the autumn hunting every year. He is very good at both literature and martial arts."

Looking at the black hair on her shoulder, Feng Huaiji smiled and tapped her forehead, "You know so much? You came here prepared to flatter me."

"I just asked casually. Everyone in the mansion knew about it. I didn't ask specifically. So telling the truth is called flattery?"

"Okay, it was Second Brother who wronged our Jiaojiao." Feng Huaiji's tone softened, "Continue to announce the names of the dishes."

"Oh." Yingyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard him calling her nickname with a smile and she looked at him in a daze.

Feng Huaiji lowered his eyes to hide the dark color in his eyes, and pinched her face again, "I asked you to name the dishes, but you are so absorbed in thinking about it?"

Yingyue came back to her senses. "Steamed crucian carp, crispy duck, freshly stewed pigeon soup, steamed crucian carp with a little bit of spiciness, it tastes good this way."

Why do I feel that my second brother has become much gentler? Although he was gentle before, he was not as gentle as he is now.

Feng Huaiji poured her some tea and handed it to her, "Okay."

Qingming and Xuanqing kept looking at Feng Huaiji. Is this young master possessed by a ghost?

"Brother, I also want to eat pine nut milk puff pastry."

"Well, do you want more?"

"No more."

He handed the rice paper to Qingming and said, "Take it to the small kitchen, and the rest is up to you."

The dishes prepared in the palace are small in quantity but varied in variety, so these are still a little insufficient.

"Yes."

"Brother, is the autumn hunt fun?"

"Not bad. If you want to play, we can go there in advance and show you how to play."

"After the next holiday, it will be the autumn hunt. If I take you to the eastern suburbs during the holiday, it may delay the Ministry of Justice if they need me for something. I will have someone put a few targets in the yard the day after tomorrow so that I can teach you there."

"Well, today the palace received an imperial decree that the Emperor has granted marriage to Big Brother and Sister Mian Shuang. Did you know about this, Second Brother?"

"Yes, my eldest brother personally requested the imperial decree."

"No wonder you said Sister Mian Shuang would be your sister-in-law in the future."

After chatting casually with Feng Huaiji for a while, Yingyue looked up and glanced at the sky. "Second brother, I have to go back for lunch. Come over before dinner."

Feng Huaiji raised his hand to straighten the hairpin in her hair and adjusted the tassel chain on it, "Okay."

"Thank you, second brother." The tassels brushed lightly on both sides of her. Yingyue touched the hairpin and turned to leave the yard.

Feng Huaiji sat there, sipping the tea in the cup, and only lowered his eyes when her back disappeared from his sight.

If he acknowledged her as his relative, the number of times he could see her would be greatly reduced.

She didn't know where the limit of brother-sister love was. Ten days were enough to occupy her mind, make her dependent on him, and change her perception of him.

Feng Huaiji raised his head and looked at Xuan Qing who was carrying white tea. "Send someone to make some targets."

"Yes, son."

"Bring me some drawing paper."

In the following time, Feng Huaiji started painting in the yard.

When the buildings were covered with clouds and the green tiles were sparkling with mist, Yingyue stepped into the Qingzhu Courtyard again. The courtyard was quiet and there were not many people.

There seemed to be a painting pressed down by a paperweight in front of the jade table where I sat when I came here last time.