The fifth lady against the sky

Chapter 17 Birthday (2)
"No." Tong'er replied blankly.

"That's who rewarded you." Feng Muxie nodded affirmatively.

"Not at all." Tong'er was completely at a loss, why did the lady ask such a question.

"Then why are you smiling so brightly?"

"Aren't they happy?"

"Why are you happy? It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. What's the happy thing?"

"Miss is celebrating her birthday."

"Just because of this?"

"correct."

"Cut." Feng Muxie and Xie Yuxiao said in unison.

"Let's go, follow my sister and I will catch the week. Life is so brilliant, but I am so busy, so busy."

The three of them wobbled together and finally arrived at the destination - Fu Shou Tang.

"Xie'er, come quickly." Princess Pingxi waved to Feng Muxie.

"Haha, grandma, Xie'er is here, take care of me." Feng Muxie flew towards Princess Pingxi.

Princess Pingxi kissed Feng Muxie and said with a smile: "Little naughty."

Feng Muxie ignored her grandmother's teasing, turned around, and said, "Brothers and sisters, where is my birthday present?"

Everyone took out gifts sparsely, and they were surprisingly unanimous, red envelopes!Uh, why are you so up to date this time.Not really, when Feng Muxie saw the jade pendant Feng Muyu gave her, her face changed from sunny to cloudy, so they all went back and turned the gift into real money.

"Hehe, brothers and sisters, Xie'er is welcome, Tong'er, hurry up and put it away."

Feng Muyan smiled and said, "Xie'er, you are so rude."

Feng Muxie clasped her fists, and said chivalrously: "Accept, accept."

"Okay, the auspicious time has come, Xie'er will start to catch the week."

Ever since, ever since, Feng Muxie's grasping week began, Feng Muxie was a little apprehensive, and walked away with an extremely solemn mood.This is the previous catch week, the first time, nervous.

Everyone was looking forward to what Feng Muxie would catch in the grasping week, but they ignored that she was still a one-year-old baby, and she was a one-meter-high Eight Immortals table.Feng Muxie looked around, but no one came to help her.Well, relying on no one is worse than relying on oneself, Feng Muxie used 72 martial arts skills, jumped on the Taishi chair at a five-meter speed, turned around and jumped onto the Eight Immortals Table.Feng Muxie rested for a second, and then began to study the miscellaneous things on the table.

Seeing that Feng Muxie was getting ready, everyone gathered around to watch.

Picking up a piece of exquisite embroidery tools, she waved her hands, "Second sister, here you are." Everyone shook their heads, and Xie Er, an idle wife and loving mother, was not suitable.

Continue, hand the small abacus made of gold to Feng Muyan, "Second brother, here you are, earn fifty to five cents."

Go forward, a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, dare not be interested, "Brother, here it is for you."

Wow, Feng Muxie's eyes froze. This dagger is beautiful, with a sapphire inlaid on the handle.This, like, fits in a small satchel.Feng Aohai nodded in satisfaction, as expected of her granddaughter.

For half an hour, Feng Muxie picked and picked, and finally the task was completed.In a word, the useful and valuable things are taken for oneself, and the useless and worthless things are exchanged for favors.In a word, value for money.

Catch the week to complete, everyone is happy.

The butler Zhao Fusheng hurried in, "Master, the palace came to announce the decree, saying it is a great event." Feng Aohai led Feng Zewen and Feng Zewu to the front hall to receive the decree.

After waiting for a while, Feng Aohai walked in angrily.Didn't the old lady think it was a good thing?Why come back in a hurry. "What's the matter?"

"Mother, the emperor pointed out Xie'er to the fifth prince, and when he turns 16, he will marry the fifth prince as his concubine." Feng Zewen replied.

"It's a good thing."

"Hmph, what a good thing, our Xie'er is still so young, so we got engaged."

Feng Muxie was stunned, so she made a reservation just like that.Marry that iceberg.Nima, the old emperor, you don't even ask me if I am willing, just a word, my life is decided in this way.

After lunch, Feng Muxie went back to her den.Lying in bed fugue.I am not an idiot, the emperor counted himself in.The current prime minister and the imperial concubine are now faintly showing signs of taking the throne, and the fourth prince Xiahou Qianlie was born by the imperial concubine.The emperor can't touch the prime minister now, the prime minister is backed by the Cui family, the richest man in the country, and the prime minister has thousands of disciples, a single move can affect the whole body.If both sides suffer, the other three countries will take advantage of the danger if they fail to protect themselves.Now, to marry him to the fifth prince is equivalent to supporting the prince in both the Zhen Guo General's House and the Ping Xi Wang's House.Well, come to think of it, the prince brother is pretty good too.

In the fugue, in the fugue, I swam to the other side of the dream.

After waking up from the dream, Feng Muxie still eats, plays and sleeps every day, and is a homeless person.Feng Muxie still sang the everlasting and touching song--I want to grow up.The so-called hard work pays off, half a year older.

During the past six months, Feng Muxue got married.Now, in golden autumn and October, everything is so beautiful.Xiahou Qianmo also sent people to send gifts several times, all of which were strange things, but somehow there was always a small bag of gold in the gifts.Feng Muxie was very puzzled, Xiahou Qianmo was only seven years old, and he had already learned how to please girls, even though he usually looked like he was not close to strangers, he still had some extravagant thoughts in his heart.It is true that the sea water is immeasurable.

In October, Feng Muxie lamented that during such a wonderful time, I really feel sorry for myself for not doing anything.Feng Muxie lay on the small rocking chair, basking in the sun, frowning, still unable to think of what to do.Fang Fang lay under Feng Muxie's feet, frowning, life was so boring.Tong'er sat on the small bench next to her, frowning, not because of the conditioned reflex formed by seeing other people frowning.

"Tong'er, it's so boring, alas—"

"Fangtooth, it's so boring, alas—"

"Miss, don't sigh, you have sighed 43 times this morning."

"It's boring at first, but you still don't allow me to vent, Tong'er, you really have no conscience, hey, I've been so kind to you for nothing."

"Miss, how about we go on the swing?"

"childish."

"Then go to the garden to pick flowers."

"Tong'er, it's not your fault for being stupid, but you shouldn't show your stupidity."

"Uh, miss, how can you say that about me." Tong'er's little glass heart was smashed by Feng Muxie's hammer.

(End of this chapter)