Chapter 635: After the blackening of the prince

This medicine, accident is not difficult to drink.
Not as good as Azhao’s imagination, so a spoonful of scooping is not a torment.
The two of them fed one drink, and a bowl soon saw the bottom.
At the last bit of the time, A Zhao suddenly coughed. She grabbed her lip with a handkerchief, but accidentally hit a rich hand because of this movement.
The medicine bowl in his hand was shackled in his arms.
Some of the residual soup left at the bottom of the bowl was also covered on the robes.
Azhao: "..."
"I'm sorry," she said earnestly.
Feng Wei looks as usual: "Nothing."
He took the medicine bowl and took it with a candied fruit. He held it with a silver sign and sent it to Azhao’s mouth.
A Zhaoyi.
She looked up and seemed to see the tenderness of the bones in the eyes of the moment.
But when she blinked and looked again, the gaze was only a soft smile, where is there gentleness?
Could it be that there is an illusion?
and……
She coveted the candied fruit on her lips and always felt that it was too close to behold.
It is a true mother and child. After adulthood, I will not do such a gesture.
Azhao’s eyeball turned and didn’t open his mouth. Instead, he went to see Fengqi:
Your Majesty, I can come by myself.

Feng Qi's lips and a smile: "The children are busy, it is rare to have the opportunity to be filial piety behind the mother. After the mother, do not let the children show their filial piety?"
Oh, according to their previous agreement, filial piety is also one of the images of the emperor to be erected.
Azhao narrowed his eyes: "But now, there are no outsiders."
The implication is that you don't need to show it to others.
Feng Wei coveted the candied fruit on his hands.
He wants to say that this is not for others to see.
But it is not suitable now.
He is still not sure about her intentions, and he is now incapable of killing all threats.
He smiled softly, no longer insisted, put the silver sign down.
"It is a child."
He was born with a good spirit, so he lowered his eyes and with a hint of low tone, it was really unbearable.
A Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to say that I would let you feed?
Of course, this cannot be said.
She ate two candied fruit silently, only that she had a delicious food in the past, and she didn't have that sweet taste.
Feng Qi is like a matter of not knowing what to do. Seeing that she has finished eating, she will carry the candied fruit down and see the book on the side.
"Is it in front of the mother?"
Azhao shook his head: "My eyes are dizzy, I don't look at it, and the literati who read the literary words read it to me."
Feng Wei took a copy of it, and it was written about a woman who dressed as a man in a male attire.
"In this case, I will read a paragraph for my mother."
A Zhao looked at him: "Have you been very busy recently?"
Feng Xin said that it is not very busy.
Busy and want to suppress this mourning that should not be.
Of course, the final conclusion is: no pressure.
Feng Wei is not a person who cares about the world, nor how much he loves to grieve himself.
Since it can't be pressed, don't press it.
He smiled a little: "It’s busy."
When you are busy, you will have more time to see you.
Listening to him saying that Azhao is not nonsense, it is very natural to say: "I just read it for 18 times."
Feng Qi turned to eighteen times and began to whisper: "This spirit has arrived at the college. It is natural to be careful, lest you be aware of the wrong place. I thought, there is a scholar named Zheng in the classmate. ......"
Fengyin sounds low and gentle, in this quiet snowy afternoon, like a good hypnotic incense.
A Zhao consciousness gradually fell into chaos.
In the middle of it, it seems as if the very familiar scent is approaching.

4 more.
There are no problems with the five or six steps.