In this era, aren't three wives and four concubines common?

Feng Xi thought helplessly: Anyway, marrying or not, it is impossible to marry another man in this life, and it is impossible to fall in love with another man. Moreover, whether married or not, Mo Ziqian will still deeply love Tumi, not love himself.

Therefore, since there is no difference between marrying and not marrying, why not marry yourself to a beloved man with Mo Ziqian's consent. In this way, at least, he will not torture himself anymore, and he can take good care of him.

Before Mo Ziqian had yet to wake up, Feng Xi stared at Mo Ziqian in a daze, and meditated for a long time.

Therefore, this decision should be a deliberate decision.

Fengxi had been working early in the morning to not remember the city. Jiner did n’t get up so late today. Jiner felt wrong. Once he knocked on the door once, but was sent away by Fengxi.

She only said that she was tired all day long, too sleepy, and wanted to sleep more. Get up when you sleep, no need to bother. Not afraid of sickness, afraid of a sickness, and attracted endless concern. This reason was just right, and Jin'er was easily dismissed.

Feng Xi thinks that they have no name and no part. If they mess with others, they can certainly support themselves, but at the same time, it will also affect Mo Ziqian's reputation.

Always indifferent, cautious in handling, gentle in character, Feng Xi envisioned a lot for Mo Ziqian at the first moment when Mo Ziqian violated himself.

Therefore, this is the only way to lose your innocence and seek a reputation, as well as protect the face of Mo Ziqian.

In doing so, the only uncertain factor is that Mo Ziqian does not agree.

If Mo Ziqian still cherished a trace of emotion and guilt in himself, would he agree?

However, looking at Mo Ziqian's infatuation with Tumi again and again and again, out of control in order to get rid of it, I really felt that I was not sure.

So she stared at him silently, wondering how indifferent he would be to him. At the same time, she was also deeply worried about how unbearable she would be if he refused.

Of course, if she refused, she would not force it, and she would not make trouble again. It's just that she must be mentally prepared, ready to accept the grief of a hundred times.

Fortunately, such annoying emotions did not torture her for too long, Mo Ziqian readily agreed.

Happier than she had imagined in advance.

This made her surprised and happy.

Do not! It was overjoyed!

Mo Ziqian was more responsible than she had imagined, or maybe he had such a touch of affection for himself. He actually had to give himself a formal gift. This respect came so timely, so Fengxi's humble emotions eased a lot.

Feng Xi hugged Mo Ziqian's waist tightly and buried his face deeply in his wide and warm arms, all thanks to nonsense.

Warm tears squeezed on Mozi Qian's tight abdominal muscles, and the hard heart would be warmed by Feng Xi.

Mo Ziqian bowed his head and stared at the little face of the pear blossom with rain, and the gentle and beautiful appearance was really regrettable.

The memory of last night slowly recovers little by little until it is clear, and the scenes are very heart-warming when I think of them. It turned out that it wasn't all without feelings, only that someone got ahead first.

But at this moment, Mo Ziqian couldn't remember who he was, and he subconsciously rejected it.

He pushed Fengxi away a little, and Fengxi raised his small face in a dumbfounded mood. His fingertips squeezed her little chin, lowered her head, and decisively captured her little mouth.

Fengxi was drunk, no, it should be said to be dizzy. She was so awkward that she couldn't help but let the little tongue dance with it.

Mo Ziqian wasn't it, it was also a first-time affair, but instinct drove him, wanting to devour such a lovely and gentle woman into his stomach and dissolve it into bone blood.

His heartbeat and breathing accelerated at the same time, and his movements could no longer be his own.

"Don't, it's the daytime ..." Feng Xi's refusal can only be screamed in his heart, and his closed airtight mouth can no longer make any sound.

When you ca n’t do it yourself, you can only make a whimper from the throat.

Mo Zi hurriedly pushed her away with her knees, slammed into it, and entered deep into her ...

Mo Ziqian came to the North Courtyard with Fengxi to report the good news to his ancestors and his wife. It was already dusk.

The warm sunset afterglow fell in the courtyard of the North Courtyard, bathed in the faces of Mo Ziqian and Feng Xi, overflowing with happiness.

Mo Fengzhi and Meng Jingxian heard the good news, and they were so happy that they jumped up from the chair.

"Is it true? Is it true?"

Mo Feng was incredulously stepping forward, holding Feng Xi's small hand, and asked aggressively.

Feng Xi once asked Feng Xi during the "Cup No Stopping", but Feng Xi refused gently and reasonably. The little trauma in his heart has not yet healed. When Leng Buding heard such good news, how could Mo Fengzhi not be ecstatic?

She even stumbled for this, and Meng Jingxian quickly helped her.

"Yes, Grandma, Niang, it's true." Mo Ziqian answered instead of Fengxi. Because Feng Xiwu bowed his head at this time, so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground.

The previous generous refusal is only two months ago, and it has completely changed its attitude. It is too much to stand. At first, people were so persuasive to persuade themselves that they were unmoved. Now Baba ’s post comes on, old ancestors and old ladies There will be no idea.

Feng Xi cursed himself secretly, and looked so as not to face the two elders.

However, Mo Fengzhi's joy is so sincere: "That's good! That's great! But, how can you be a concubine? Hurry, that is to marry as the principal!"

The ancestors not only blamed her, but also treated her justly, which really touched Feng Xi.

She quickly said: "No, old ancestors, as long as they can stay with the second son and take care of him all the time, I will be satisfied."

"How can that be done? Zi Qian," Mo Fengzhi said sharply, "You don't want to give grandma sloppy eyes, Feng girl can only be used as a righteous room, do you still want to make a place for that Tumi?" Grandma said, that Tumi is already married, no matter how good it is for someone else. This is her life and your relationship with her. Do n’t be stupid again. "

Mo Ziqian's face was calm and silent.

Upon seeing this, Fengxi quickly persuaded: "Old ancestors, listen to me, this is my willing thing, not related to the second son. The second son and Tumi know first, I am later, as long as they can be around the second son , For wife and concubine, I do n’t care, really. "

"You don't care, I care!" Mo Fengzhi's attitude is tough, "If this stink boy can't figure it out in his life, then Tumi will not come back in his whole life, wouldn't he just not have to marry the main room in his whole life, and the vacant place waiting for his wife Are you going to let the General ’s Palace be laughed to death? Do you have to wait, when she really comes back, Tumi is a concubine. But Fengxi must be the main concubine. Are you stupid or stupid, even if Tumi comes back, It ’s not innocent anymore. Why are you waiting for her to be the official? "