Golden Age Legitimate Fei

In the pouring rain outside the government of the state of China,

in the heavy rain, a embarrassed young man sat in the corner of the wall, letting the heavy rain mercilessly wash his weak body. Originally some pale face appears more pale in the rain.

"Get up!" The young man's umbrella is not so beautiful that he can't leave his umbrella in the rain. Compared with his dry and clean, it is even more difficult to be young.

Mo xiuyao sneered and went to the distance of Phoenix and squatted down, "what's the matter? Don't want to live? "

"Mind your own business!" Feng Zhiyao impatiently closed his eyes, now his mood is extremely bad, even if the person in front of him is his good friend, he also does not want to pay attention to. Mo xiuyao sneered, "since you are half dead, why don't you just go and die? Maybe sister Hua can shed two tears for you when she sees your poor appearance. "

"Mo xiuyao! You die Feng's distance roars, toward crouches in front of oneself to see the bad friend of the joke directly pours in the past. Now he is in great need of catharsis. Why didn't he beat him when someone sent him to the door? The angry boy was dizzy for a moment and forgot that the goods in front of him could not be beaten if he wanted to leave.

Sure enough, his body has just started to move, and Mo xiuyao, who was still crouching in front of him, has stood up and retreated several steps away. Feng's distance immediately threw a empty. A person in a bad mood is always easy to get angry. If he doesn't hit Feng at all, he will stop. But at this time, he seems to have devoted himself to Mo xiuyao. When he got up, he punched Mo xiuyao in the face. Mo xiuyao picked his eyebrows and let them go again. The distance between the Phoenix and the Phoenix fluttered again. Two people then in the rain curtain, you come and I go to fight. But the difference is that Feng Zhiyao was wet and covered with mud, as if rolling in the mud. However, Mo xiuyao was in a white suit, holding an umbrella in one hand. Even though the wind and rain were shaking, he did not see a drop of rain wet white. As if not fighting with people, but walking in the spring rain in general leisurely.

When Feng Zhiyao finally had no strength, Mo xiuyao raised his foot with a smile and kicked him a few feet away. Looking at Feng Zhiyao, who was lying in the muddy water and didn't even want to climb up, he said, "my young master is going to fight in southern Xinjiang tomorrow? Would you like to come with us? If you want to go, get up and follow me. If you want to die, you can continue to lie on your stomach. " After saying that, regardless of whether Feng Zhiyao can climb up or not, he turns and walks away.

Full of muddy water on the ground, Feng Zhiyao climbed on the ground, allowing the rain to hit the pale and beautiful face. It took a long time to get up. Looking back at a place in Washington, where the lights were still on in the night, he turned to the direction where Mo xiuyao left.

Seventeen years later.

In a small manor outside Licheng, Hua Yunxi sat alone by the window, looking at the autumn chrysanthemum outside the courtyard, dazed. Although she is in her thirties, the years have not left too many traces on her beautiful appearance. On the contrary, the charm of a well-known family and her being the mother of a country made her more noble than ordinary women.

"Mother

Mo Wuyou pushed the door in and said with a smile. Hua Yunxi quickly got up and pulled his daughter in a low voice: "how did you get out of the city? If you have a body, you can't stay well Mo Wuyou, coquettish and leaning on her mother's side, said: "worry free has a body, and her mother still refuses to stay in the city to take care of her daughter, so the daughter has to come out."

"Nonsense." Hua Yunxi helplessly ordered her daughter's forehead and said with a smile, "your mother-in-law takes good care of her. Where can I still be used?"? You are also a sensible and good child. A mother-in-law like Mrs. Xu is extremely rare. What else are you talking about? "

Mo Wuyou spat out her tongue. Of course, she didn't mean to be dissatisfied with her mother-in-law. She just wanted to make a scene with her mother. Looking at his mother, Mo Wuyou's eyes turned: "by the way, mother, I just saw Uncle Feng San outside. Why doesn't he come in?"

Smell speech, Hua Yunxi Leng Leng way: "he also has nothing to do, after a while nature will go."

Mo Wuyou has a suspicious smile. She has seen every move of Feng Zhiyao in the past few years. As a daughter, it's a lie to say that she really wants her mother to find her stepfather. But Mo Wuyou also knows her mother's hard work and grievances over the years, and her infatuation with Feng Zhiyao. If Feng Zhiyao hadn't been determined to rob her mother from the palace, I'm afraid that her mother would not have died.

Feng Zhiyao has already passed his first year, but he always insists on disobeying the meaning of Feng Zhihuai and refuses to marry. She is very considerate to her mother. If you say something unsatisfied, Xu Qingbai is not so careful about her. Now his mother is only in her thirties, and she is still singing very well. If she can, Mo Wuyou naturally hopes that her mother can live a happy life in the latter half of her life.

"Niang, why don't you let uncle Fengsan come in and have a good talk. I'm afraid he won't leave easily Mo Wuyou gently advised.

Hua Yunxi sighed bitterly. Feng Zhiyao's feelings, how can she not understand these years? But the reality is that he is one of the best confidants of dingwangfu. He has a high position and great potential. However, she was the widow of the former Emperor. Even if she changed her name, how could she really deceive the world? If they come together, they will not only destroy the reputation of Feng Zhiyao, but also the reputation of Mo Wuyou, Xu family and even Dingwang's residence.Hua Yunxi's concerns, Mo Wuyou how can not see, but do not know how to persuade his mother. King Ding and princess will not care about these, and the Xu family will not, but no matter how she persuades, her mother is still unable to let go.

"Since my mother doesn't want to see Uncle Feng San, go and send him away."

Hua Yunxi doesn't agree. Mo Wuyou shakes his head with some regret and turns to go out.

"Uncle Feng San." Outside the door, a beautiful man dressed in red, some impatient in the courtyard, heard the voice of Mo Wuyou, surprised to turn back, but did not see the figure he wanted to see after dim eyes.

"She still refuses to see me?" Feng Zhiyao asked in a low voice. Although he has been standing for a long time, he is still beautiful and extraordinary in red. He has experienced countless battles, and is even more vigorous and steady. Today's Fengsan childe is no longer the dandy of Chujing who couldn't help up the wall. He has already achieved success, but he still can not get what he wants most. Since Mo Wuyou got married, Hua Yunxi moved out of Licheng and lived in another courtyard at the foot of a mountain not far from Lishan Academy. Since then, she has remained at home as if in seclusion, and recently she has refused to see him at all.

Mo worry sorry shook his head, looking at the distance of Phoenix's eyes are more than a little pity. She knows her mother's character very well, once she has made up her mind what to do, it is difficult to change her mind.

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