Chapter 1727

"I have promised to marry him. Please don't say that again." When Feng finished, hurried back to his room to rest, but did not fall asleep all night.

The next day, King Xiaoyao arranged everything and sent her back to the state of song.

After drinking that day, he never mentioned it again. When he was sober, he became the elegant young man again. He always let people enjoy the spring breeze.

He would accompany her to play chess and recite poems, talk about ancient and modern literati, poets and immortal masterpieces, talk about the experience of Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, rest at night, and improvise a few strokes.

She was fascinated by his profound knowledge, and he was also surprised that she had such a unique view of a woman. They talked at night by candlelight, with some regrets that they would hate to meet each other later.

Her cleverness made him more and more interested. It's a pity that such a woman didn't inherit the lineage of soul summoning.

If she has the ability of evocation, maybe he doesn't have to work hard to let the ink lotus be born.

What a pity

"The prince lost." The black man falls on the chessboard, and the winner is clear in an instant. The black man forces the white man to retreat to defend the mountains and rivers, and the defeat image has become.

When Feng Mingche's eyes were dyed with moving smile, he raised his hand and gently pulled his sleeve. "What God is the king coming out of? Even lost the game. "

In the past, although he always let him, he was still sure to win. He seized all her territory without delay and let her lose without a chance to breathe.

She seldom wins when playing chess with him. He is proficient in everything. She is better than her in all aspects, such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is not satisfied with this. So she will compete with him if she finds a chance these days.

Every time he promised with a smile, when he settled down, he still let her down, but in the end, the loser was still her.

This time, it's hard to win once, but she knows that he always played the game carelessly and in a trance.

The king of Xiaoyao put down his chess pieces and gave up his defeat. He sighed softly and said, "tomorrow, it's the state of song."

When Feng a Zheng, she did not expect that time should pass so fast, to the state of song? Finally, she was about to return home, but she felt a little lost in her heart.

"Thank you so much for your journey." She said softly and bowed her head to pick up the pieces.

Xiaoyao Wang said: "there are still two days left, that is, the day when you and Liu Yi get married. Do you have a clear idea?"

When Feng did not hesitate to nod: "I think very clearly, from a young age I think so."

"That's good." Xiaoyao Wang holds up his tea cup and replaces wine with tea. "I hope you won't regret it."

When Feng gently smile: "even if his harem beautiful 3000, as long as I and he really love can, how will regret it?"

Xiaoyao Wang also smiled gently, no longer contradicted her, drank tea, sorted out the chess pieces, and her next plate.

At the border of Song Dynasty, in order not to cause unnecessary rumors, the king of Xiaoyao only sent her to the border, and then watched the people of Zijia from afar to pick her up, without appearing.

On the way back, Feng looked back and saw his figure for a long time.

By the way, she hasn't asked his name yet? He has helped her so much. How can I thank him in the future?

Besides, will they meet again in the future?

It's said that a gentleman's friend is as light as water, but it's hard to meet a confidant in life. At least, let her know his name!