The guards fled.
She was flamboyant, and her beautiful face was so dazzling in the sun that people couldn't take her eyes off her.
Feng Ling, who was sitting behind her, looked at her dully.
I always felt that she was a little different from before, and I was no longer afraid of her.
There is no feeling of cherishing.
But this strong self-confidence is even more exciting.
[Ding, Princess Fengling's favorability rating is sixty-five. The small side quest of entering the palace is completed.]
Bai Weiwei's face darkened, not happy at all.
Because the next step is to gain favorability, marrying Princess Fengling is the next task.
What made her want to cry for her father and mother the most was that Feng Ling was a woman.
Is this forcing her to do lily
It seems that men and women can no longer satisfy the main system, and the morality is fed to the dog.
System: "Princess Fengling's favorability rating is 65, because she had a crush on the original owner before, and then the original owner also had a crush on her, and then the two of them were arrogant and refused to bow their heads, and it evolved to the point of rebellion..."
The system popularized Datong's former love and hatred.
Bai Weiwei said, go away, I don't want to listen, my ears are rotten.
Don't talk to her about a girl's feelings, she doesn't listen, she doesn't listen.
Thinking that Feng Ling likes women, she got goosebumps.
She doesn't discriminate against women, men, and men, as long as she doesn't get involved.
He stuffed Feng Ling into the cold palace, and without saying a word to her, he was immediately guarded.
"Never let her go out and tie up if she dares to go out."
Bai Weiwei called a bunch of guards and surrounded the cold palace.
This made Feng Yunian see that his favorability was estimated to have dropped all the way to zero.
Feng Ling was the person he hated the most.
Feng Ling was extremely angry, "Bai Weiwei, I have surrendered my status to come to you, what is your attitude?"
Bai Weiwei is fiercer than her, "Don't you see my attitude? Dare to go out and I'll break your legs, stay well and don't act like a monster, goodbye."
After speaking, she ran away with a cold face.
She hadn't gotten her chicken soup yet, and it would be strange if Feng Yunian's enigmatic-level acumen didn't find it.
Feng Ling looked at the back of her ruthlessly leaving.
Suddenly a little uncomfortable, she used to be careful to please her.
Now treat her so coldly.
Feng Ling's heart became sour.
Feng Yunian put the memorial aside and looked absently at the door.
Isn't the chicken soup simmering yet
Could it be... she really has something else going on
Is there anything he can't know
Feng Yunian looked at the memorial and suddenly couldn't bear it any longer.
There was a sudden movement from the door, the sound of rapid footsteps, and Feng Yunian immediately returned to a serious sitting posture.
Then pick up the memorial and pretend to look.
His restless heart finally calmed down.
Bai Weiwei held the chicken soup and entered with a smile, "Have you missed me after I've been away for so long, the chicken soup will be delicious if it is simmered more."
She put the chicken soup on the table and served it in a bowl.
Feng Yunian got up and quickly took the bowl from her hand, "I'll come, Your Majesty."
When he took the bowl from her hand, he suddenly paused for a few seconds, his expression gloomy.
Then he lowered his head and poured the soup silently, as if to hide something, and took a few sips.
Bai Weiwei asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"
Feng Yunian raised her head, her beautiful black eyes staring at her.
"Where did Your Majesty go just now?"
Bai Weiwei was extremely calm, "I went to the imperial kitchen, but I didn't go anywhere."
Feng Yunian stared at her deeply.
She looked back calmly.
After a while, Feng Yunian smiled lightly, "Have some soup, Your Majesty."
After he finished speaking, he took a few more sips before saying softly, "This soup is really delicious."
Bai Weiwei's relaxed voice came, "Then let me have a drink and see how delicious it is."
Feng Yunian couldn't help but smile, but it contained a trace of bitterness.
He smelled the aroma of hibiscus flowers on her.
He had only smelled this fragrance on one person so far.
Maybe it was just a misunderstanding, maybe she was just passing through the garden and got the scent of flowers.
But he knew that in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, all the flowers were ruined.