newbobooks Chapter 365: The target of the mission is confused
Chapter 365: The target of the mission is confused
Feng Huaiji's eyes became more gentle. He leaned closer and tapped her forehead with his fingers, "Why are you so dazed today?"
Yingyue blinked and said, "You made me stupid."
"You're putting the blame on someone else." Feng Huaiji tapped her forehead and pulled her up. "Are you hungry? Come in and have dinner."
"Come and learn archery from me tomorrow, and you will have lunch and dinner here. Think about what you want to eat tomorrow first."
"It's too much trouble to think about it every day, so I asked Zhu Ling to write down all the dishes I like, and then let the kitchen pick whatever they want to cook."
"We are still smart."
"You praise me like you're coaxing a child. If I were as old as Aqi, my tail would be up in the air."
Feng Huaiji glanced sideways, and the corners of a certain little girl's mouth also curled up.
He let go of her wrist, and after she sat down, he tapped the corner of her lips with his finger and leaned over to look at her, "Jiaojiao is also like a child, am I right?"
The corner of her lips was slightly itchy, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch it, but her fingertips touched his.
The cool and warm breath from his body mixed with the faint scent of agarwood came over her. As she was stared at by his deep and gentle eyes, an indescribable feeling spread from the touching fingertips to her heart, and Yingyue was speechless for a moment.
Feng Huaiji raised the corner of his lips, pulled her finger to touch the corner of her lips, "Here is the evidence."
Yingyue's face heated up, as if it was because she was exposed by him, but also as if it was because of other reasons.
Feng Huaiji lowered his eyes, suppressed his desire to hold her in his arms, and sat beside her, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Our Jiaojiao is shy and doesn't tolerate teasing."
Yingyue put her hand down, looked at her fingertips and then at him. The skin he touched seemed to be a little hot, and her heartbeat was a little out of control.
She is not thin-skinned.
Feng Huaiji poured her some tea and asked, "Are you thirsty?"
Yingyue shook her head subconsciously, then nodded.
"He who is shaking his head and nodding, is he thirsty or not?"
"Some." She picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking a little helpless.
Wanjiezhu was bored and secretly watching them in the box. He exclaimed in his heart and confused the target of the mission.
The food was brought over from the small kitchen, and Feng Huaiji had dinner with her, picking up some food for her from time to time.
When she was about to go back, Feng Huaiji rubbed her head and said, "Go back and go to bed early and get enough rest. You don't have to pay respects to your grandmother tomorrow. Your brother has sent her and your eighth sister to Huai'en Temple for meditation."
Yingyue looked at him with her hands behind her back, "Why did grandma suddenly go to meditate? Was it you who suggested it, second brother?"
"Well, she will be back the day before my brother's wedding. You can sleep well in the mornings from now on."
"Oh, then I'll come half an hour earlier."
"it is good."
Yingyue turned around, took two steps and looked back again. She didn't expect that he was looking at her. She was slightly stunned.
"Second brother, is it because of me that you suggested that eldest brother send grandmother to Huai'en Temple?"
"Ah."
"Second brother, you are so kind."
Feng Huaiji smiled and said, "Just remember Second Brother's kindness. Let's go back. It's getting dark."
Yingyue felt a bulging feeling in her heart and looked at him wanting to ask something, but in the end she didn't ask.
You can't be too greedy.
After Yingyue left the yard, Xuanqing said with a stiff face, "Sir, Miss Nine is your sister."
"Who said she is my sister?" Feng Huaiji patted his shoulder. "In the future, whether inside or outside the courtyard, when I am with her, be smart and don't let anyone come over."
"What do you mean 'not a sister'?" Xuan Qing had a bitter face. He and the young master were close friends, but the young master was playing tricks on him.
Is the young master crazy? Isn't Miss Nine the daughter of the Third Master? It's impossible that he is not the Marquis's biological son.
Sin ah.
"What do you think?" Feng Huaiji entered the bathroom.
Xuanqing: I think you are crazy.
The next day, Feng Huaiji went to court and found it extremely boring to listen to the officials from various departments quarreling day after day.
But seeing the emperor sitting at the top with a leisurely look on his face, Feng Huaiji felt that he must be treating this daily quarrel as fun. After all, apart from attending court, the emperor was either reviewing memorials to the emperor.
After returning home from court, Feng Huaiji had breakfast and waited for Yingyue to come.
He went to the armory to get out a bow and arrow, and when he came out he just saw her stepping into the yard.
"Second brother." Seeing him, she trotted over.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"It's useless." Yingyue shook her head. "I want to use it here. Your chef makes delicious food."
"Okay." Feng Huaiji gently brushed the hair off her forehead, "If you get up early in the future, I can eat with you when I return home after court."
Unexpectedly, training a chef became one of the ways to attract her.
"Just come over to eat when you practice archery. It would be too much of a bother if you come over every day."
"Don't bother me, just come. You are being polite again."
"Okay, I'll come here whenever I want to eat something delicious in the future. I just don't know if my second sister-in-law will dislike me when she sees me coming here to eat and drink for free." Yingyue looked up at him.
"will not."
"How can you guarantee that it won't happen, brother?"
Feng Huaiji pinched her face and said, "I said I don't know, so I don't know. Go sit down in the room. Do you want some lotus seed soup?"
"drink."
After breakfast, Feng Huaiji prepared to teach her archery.
When they went to the yard, she asked, "Second brother, what kind of woman do you like?"
"Why do you keep asking this question today?" Feng Huaiji leaned over and looked at her with calm eyes.
Yingyue took a step back nervously, "Because whether I can build a good relationship with my future second sister-in-law is related to whether I can continue to come here to eat and drink for free."
Feng Huaiji stood behind her, wrapped most of his body around her, held her hand and placed the bow in her palm, and put his lips close to her ear.
"So in order for Jiaojiao to continue to come to my place for free food and drinks in the future, Jiaojiao will be the one to choose my second sister-in-law."
He lowered his head and looked at the stunned little girl, his eyes becoming darker and darker, "As long as Jiaojiao doesn't agree, Second Brother won't marry her."
The chest behind me was broad and warm, and the warm breath fell into my ears, stirring up shivers.
The tingling sensation spread from her ears to her heart. Yingyue's body went numb. She raised her eyes and looked at him, "What?"
Feng Huaiji held the back of her left hand with his left hand and gently patted her lower back with his right hand, "Stand up straight and look forward."
Yingyue felt a slight numbness in her lower back and stood up straight subconsciously.
Feng Huaiji straightened her head, pulled out an arrow from the quiver beside him, and guided her to hold the arrow with her right hand and put it on the bowstring.
"Look at the target." A big palm covered the back of her right hand, leading her to stretch her arm, and the string was gradually stretched to the limit.
Yingyue turned her head in a daze, and before she could react, her fingers were pried apart by him, and the arrow left the string and shot into the bull's eye.
Qingming, Xuanqing: Are you teaching me? You are taking advantage of Miss Nine.
Yingyue opened her mouth blankly, "I haven't seen it clearly yet."
"Let me let you try the feel of it." Her scent lingered at his nose. Feng Huaiji's eyes brushed across her lips and he straightened up.
"You don't have enough arm strength to lift a heavy bow. This is the lightest bow."
"Today I will teach you how to hold and draw the bow. The bow you are holding is a straight-draw bow. It is simple, light, and easy to use."
Feng Huaiji drew out the arrow again, and raised her arm with his left hand, letting her index finger support the arrow shaft, and then led her right hand back, "This is called drawing the bow."
Yingyue collected her thoughts and focused her attention.