Chapter 1270: Did he recognize the wrong person?

Feng Xiaoxun's face changed slightly, her eyes gazed at her: "Don't you like green?"
Fang Xiyan gave him a look: "Where do you see that I like green?"
Feng Xiao paused for a moment: "Green is beautiful, the colors of spring, all things start to be green ..."
Fang Xiyan glanced at him in surprise: "Oh, little guy, you can still drag the text. Since you are so green, why don't you wear a green one? By the way, the whole green turban ..." Speaking of the last sentence, When he realized his loss, he stopped talking.
He said that a child was a bit vicious, and Fang Xiyan immediately repented in his heart.
Feng Xiaoxun's face was not very good-looking: "Don't you remember that poem?"
Fang Xiyan raised an eyebrow: "This poem is famous? Which famous one?"
Should she remember the poem?
Even if the person who wrote this poem was Li Bai of this era, Du Fu, she only came to this world for a few days. I wonder if it's normal?
Why is this little guy a constipated look?
As if she made some unforgivable mistake!
Feng Xiaoxun looked at her for a long while, and slowly said in her mouth, "Everything is green, Wanbi is cascading red."
Fang Xiyan looked at him and couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his forehead: "Little guy-which poet have you been possessed? However, these two poems don't seem to fit the rhyme. The person who wrote the poem is also very oily ... "
Feng Xiaoxun stepped back, something seemed to be surging in his eyes.
These two poems were still written by Feiyue that time. He did not recognize her as a righteous woman at that time, but she did n’t know which one was wrong, so she ran to learn to write poetry. I mumbled poems in front of me, and often showed him her poems.
Although Feng Xiaoxun's childhood experience was bumpy and made people feel sympathetic tears, he also learned a lot. He is proficient in painting, calligraphy, painting, and poems.
It's just that he thinks that this thing is a showy thing that sour rot scholars like, so he usually doesn't bother to do it.
The quality of Feiyue's poems can be seen at a glance.
He was indifferent to Feiyue at that time, so he often criticized poems without seeing her, almost worthless of a penny, and dealt a heavy blow to her every day.
But the girl was very resilient. The more she struck her, the more she struggled, and she was thinking about poems after eating and sleeping.
Later, she got these two poems in her dream, and wrote them out, and presented them to Feng Xiao Xun like a treasure.
Feng Xiaoxun saw her pair of big eyes full of hope, and she was soft-hearted for a while, and did not hit her, she said that she was okay and she had made progress--
As a result, Feiyue was like picking up a big gold ingot from nowhere, his eyes were bright, and the excited walk was floating--
From that day, Feiyue began to wear green clothes, dark green, light green, tender green ... Walking beside Xiao Xun, who was surrounded by a red wind, was like a tender green leaf ...
And those two poems were also written by her, letting Feng Xiaoxun write a big stroke, and then she hung it in her bedroom and looked at it every day.
Feng Xiaoxun has always been romantic and unruly, with beautiful women around her, pink willow green, colorful, coming and going, but no one can stay with him for half a month, only Feiyue starts like a green leaf.
Staying by his side, not knowing when he walked into his heart, can no longer pull it out ...