Chapter 1:

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Twelve years of Changxi, winter.
Tiansheng Dynasty Capital, Dijing.
In the early morning, there was a misty mist, and a thin curtain of cool floating between the world and the land, fell on the deep red and bright glazed tiles in the Qifu Alley of Xihua Lane, and a layer of light pink was covered under the snow-colored frost. The deep crimson, it received a bit of glamorous, and produced a little warm and lovely, like frosted jelly.
Frozen fruit...
Feng Zhi swallowed slightly and touched his belly, which suddenly began to growl.
The bright red persimmons ripened in late autumn were frozen in the first snow of the early winter, and added some nine-brewed top-grade honey, which was held in the Jingfeng thin-feather snow porcelain cups. The crystals were as bright as glaze, with a sip, cold and sweet. Jade slipped into the lungs, smoothing the unbearable heat in her lungs.
It's a pity... that seems to have been the enjoyment of my previous life...
Feng Zhi's head looked up faintly, and with a seemingly sigh, he lazily waved the broom, swept the snow on the road, and swept the road into the artificial lake.
The broom handle is cold, and there is a bit of frozen snow. Ordinary people will feel cold when they look at it. Feng Zhiwei holds it comfortably, but only feels the coolness, which is really refreshing.
Suddenly, the sound of ringing jingle came from behind, and Feng Zhiwei didn't look back, but he flattened the broom in his hand, and some condensed ice beads were rolling on the ground in front.
"Yo, this isn't Miss Feng from my family?" The female voice behind her laughed, with a scornful chill in her smile, "Early in the morning, what are you doing?"
"As you can see." Feng Zhiwei turned back and gathered the broom. "Snow."
"How can such a servant work make Miss Jin, who is precious and precious, do it?" A woman in her twenties, with exquisite makeup, a pair of eyes with a slight pick in her eyes and a touch of silvery red rouge, is the most popular "fly" in Beijing this winter "Makeup", "If your uncle knows, I don't know how to feel distressed."
Feng Zhi smiled slightly and lowered his eyelashes.
"Uncle takes care of everything, how can he bother him with such trivial matters? It's enough for me to have five uncles who are distressed."
"Also, your uncle is also the commander of the five armies and the commander of the flying shadow guard. The first person in the commander of the Tiansheng dynasty, there is really no idle time to take care of all things in this backyard. You know the size. The aunt must take care of you." Qiufu has already The unfavored aunt, looked at Feng Zhiwei and Shun's face with satisfaction... This girl has always been good-tempered, and she won't be angry even if she squeezes it. daughter.
"How does aunt come out today?" Feng Zhiwei walked back a little humbly, the broom leaning diagonally, and even the word "five" was simply omitted.
Aunt Wu listened to this title, and she was in a good mood. She slapped her fingers on her lips and put her finger on the bright red. She drank her eyes and smiled: "It is said that there is someone in front of me, maybe I need to wait... Well, you don't need to Ask more."
Feng Zhi hangs his face slightly, his face is expressionless... The folk customs of the Tiansheng dynasty are open, the royal ministers are even more romantic, daily exchanges, sharing of beauty, sharing concubines with each other are common things, there are many concubines in Qiufu, five aunts The color has not faded and love has been relaxed. I am lonely in Qiufu. I went to the front yard quietly in the morning early in the morning. Bacheng heard that a distinguished person was coming, thinking about a "stunning encounter" or something. The carp turned over and changed the world.
I just don't know which unlucky egg is coming.
"How can there be no waiter next to my aunt?" Feng Zhiwei put down her broom and reached out to help the five aunts, "I help you."
"Don't! Your hands are dirty!" Aunt Wu opened her hands with a slap, looked at her snowy fingers with disgust, and looked at the abnormal reddish color between her brows, taking a step back from the plague.
Feng Zhiwei smiled humbly and drew his hands into his sleeves.
"You are also fifteen years old, and it's not a problem to be in this backyard." Aunt Wu stood beside the snowdrift and glanced at her, "I will talk to your wife someday and give you a person, you know, before The son of Liu Guanshi in the courtyard, I look good."
That's right. The private school has read the San Zi Jing for five full years.
Feng Zhiwei is still laughing, the smile is more gentle and quiet, a pair of eyes on the yellowish skin complexion is confusingly flowing, and gradually gives birth to a stream of dancing and charming.
The five aunts glanced at her and moved her heart... This girl, if it wasn't for her poor skin tone, was really good-looking, no wonder someone said she was like that person...
But what about good looks? Well, an infamous background is still a sick seedling who does not live long, and the red flower is destined to be defeated in the mud.
She froze, feeling that she had talked enough with this girl today. How could she feel this way to change her to the past? If it were not for King Chu's palace to come down, she would be invited to a private meeting in her backyard, and she was so excited that she would not care about this girl's lifelong event.
She raised her face and snorted, thinking about His Royal Highness Chu, who was known as the most beautiful and beautiful in the Tiansheng Dynasty, thinking that she could be free from the lonely day of Qiufu from now on, her brows and eyes filled with joy, and she walked away.
"Huh..."
Suddenly slipped under her feet, stepping on a small but slippery ice ball, the five ladies could not stand, leaned backwards, she exclaimed, subconsciously reached out and grabbed, and her fingers were about to touch and stick in the snow. Broom.
Feng Zhiwei suddenly took the broom away.
Aunt Wu grabbed an empty space and slammed it to the ground. A thin layer of snow drifted above the ice, which was very slippery. Aunt Wu slipped out as soon as she fell to the ground. .
The five aunts turned around and could not help but shouted in a panic: "Help me! Help me!"
Feng Zhiwei watched the woman slipping all the way, slowly bringing her hands back to her sleeves and gently said, "Don't, my hands are dirty."
"Boom!"
The sound of the human body falling into the water sounded so lightly, Feng Zhi smiled and took the broom to the shore. The five aunts were actually watery, struggling to pour in the water, the water was too cold, and her face instantly became frozen. The pale blue color, the shiny and smooth hair buns scattered down, wet and sticky to her face, like a black wandering snake, she seemed to be frozen so screaming, and she seemed to know that Feng Zhiwei would not save her , Only swimming desperately to the shore.