Adore Trick of Beauty

It wasn't until Xiao Fengqing was attacked by the killers from Qiushui Pavilion that Dingding couldn't help but help. This is the reason and process.

Xiao Fengqing listened to the energetic old man talking about all this, and then listened to them talk about a case involving Zhang Jianjun two years ago, and then she gradually became convinced that their ancestors and grandson did not have any malicious intentions. So he made an appointment with them to meet today and promised to hand over the account books to the emperor.

It's just that neither the grandfather nor the grandson knew that although Xiao Fengqing believed them, he acted cautiously and handed the account book to King Jin earlier, and asked King Jin to submit it to Xiao Fengming.

So for Xiao Fengqing, today's appointment was just optional.

He looked at the tea in his hand that was so clear that it was no longer brown, and sighed in his heart. Maybe he was looking for an excuse to stay, in this capital, where she was...

"Hey! What are you thinking about? Is what I said so boring? Can it make you distracted?" Dingding waved her hand in front of him to call him back to his senses.

Xiao Fengqing gave her a cold look, avoided her clear gaze, and said in a bad tone: "If your grandpa doesn't leave, I will leave."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ding hurriedly pulled him: "Don't leave! What will we do if you leave?"

Xiao Fengqing looked at her delicate hands holding her tightly and said coldly: "Let go!"

"Don't let go!" Dingding became stubborn for some reason and held on to his arm tightly: "As soon as I let go, you will disappear without a trace. What will we do then?"

"What should I do?" Xiao Fengqing snorted coldly, trying to use her inner strength to break away from her hand, but was stunned by the pleading in her eyes.

"Anyway, I won't let you go!" Ding Ding gritted his teeth: "Unless you chop off my hand! Otherwise, you can't let me go!"

Although Xiao Fengqing was wearing a human skin mask, Dingding still saw the overwhelming look in his eyes.

Anger. He sneered and said word by word: "Do you think I really dare not chop off your hand?" The murderous aura tempered by hundreds of battles filled the air from his body. Ding Ding felt the hairs on her body stand up, and her heart was trembling.

She knew that he really dared to chop off her hand, but her natural stubbornness made her raise her head and close her eyes: "I won't let go. Even if you chop off my hand, I won't let go!"

Xiao Fengqing looked at the familiar look on her pretty face, and her heart trembled. It had been a long, long time since she had seen such a look, a look that was unyielding and determined to achieve its goal even if it destroyed the world.

He slowly put down his hand, calmed down his cold expression, and let her hold on to him, but he said no more.

Ding Ding waited for a long time and felt that he was no longer angry. Then she secretly opened her eyes and saw Xiao Fengqing sipping tea, but the anger between her eyebrows was gone. She quietly wiped away the cold sweat and felt relieved knowing that he would never leave again.

It was almost noon at that time, and the dazzling light from the sky just happened to shine on the tea shed and reflected in his eyes, making his eyes turn a strange amber color.

"Ah, uncle, your eyes are amber! So beautiful!" Dingding couldn't help but exclaimed.

Xiao Fengqing was startled, then slowly turned around, narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the innocent girl in front of her. Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was enough to be heard by the surrounding tea guests. He looked at Ding Ding without blinking, his cold eyes no longer filled with any warmth.

Ding Ding felt as if she had said something wrong. The alarm bells in her heart rang loudly and she wanted to run away. However, although Xiao Fengqing in front of her was motionless, the condensed aura prevented her from moving at all.

"I...I..." Dingding stammered: "Uncle...did I say something wrong?"

Xiao Fengqing just looked at her coldly, a sharp dagger slowly slipped out of her long sleeve.

"Uncle...your eyes...are very beautiful." Dingding was so anxious that she broke into cold sweat: "I have never seen..."

The sharp blade in Xiao Fengqing's hand was already in her hand. A chill passed through Ding Ding's heart. At this moment, a golden gong sounded at the end of the long street, and a long shout came: "The Queen is offering incense, and everyone else is hiding!" A group of imperial guards came on horseback to guard along the street. Pedestrians on the long street took shelter on both sides, and then a carriage slowly passed by. Golden sand was sprinkled from the carriage, neatly covering the royal road.

Dingding looked strange and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What is this?"

"The imperial guards cleared the way, and the golden sand paved the ground. Now the emperor and empress share the same dignity, and the queen also has such honor when traveling." Xiao Fengqing's faint voice came. Ding Ding turned around and realized that he had been staring into the distance for some time. Although he was wearing a human skin mask and couldn't see his expression clearly, there was a vague sadness in his deep eyes that was unbearable.

"How do you know?" Dingding asked doubtfully.

Xiao Fengqing lowered her eyes and smiled sadly in her heart, why didn't he know? When he was in trouble, he gave her such a supreme honor. All women in the world were not as noble as her, but she didn't want anything. She only cared about Xiao Fengming who had left Qin State. But when he thought she would betray

When he returned to Xiao Fengming, she abandoned everything and traveled thousands of miles to return to him, accompanying him to complete defeat.

The clear tea cup reflected his appearance after the disguise. Three years later, he could hardly recognize himself. He had changed masks and hats to hide his appearance from the world. More than three years have passed. Why does he feel that these days are so long? It seems as if those things happened in his previous life. But when I think back, I feel like those things happened yesterday as if they had never left me for a moment.

He still remembered her tears falling like rain, calling him as he was gradually losing his mind: "Feng Qing, Feng Qing..." The residual warmth of her tears was still on his face and fingers.

Obviously, so close...

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"What's wrong with you?" Dingding looked worriedly at Xiao Fengqing who lowered her head.

"Are you crying?" Dingding suddenly shouted. Before she finished speaking, Xiao Fengqing stood up coldly and turned to leave.

"No! You can't leave! Uncle!" Dingding came to his senses and pulled him: "You agreed to meet my grandpa here!"

Xiao Fengqing sneered without looking back: "What on earth are you trying to do, to be so pretentious!"