Feng Sufei stood there and listened calmly, with no change in her expression and no fluctuation in her mood.
Nothing that happened to Si Jueshen could have any impact on Feng Sufei.
The person who only thought about Si Jueshen, that stupid queen, had been killed by Si Jueshen long ago.
So Si Jueshen's difficulty has nothing to do with her.
Feng Sufei just paused, then pushed Dong Yatong's hand away, turned around and left without hesitation.
After walking out of the club, Feng Sufei looked up at the sky and felt that the sky was a little gloomy, just like her mood.
She suddenly felt homesick, missing her father and sister.
I also want to go back to the palace to see my grandma.
When she was a child, her parents passed away, and her grandmother took care of her.
She was carefree when she was a child, listening to her grandmother telling stories and being surrounded by laughter.
Feng Sufei looked around and walked on the street, feeling lonely and desolate.
She felt very tired.
Feng Sufei especially wanted to find a place where she could be quiet and carefree.
I want to warm my heart.
She actually really wants to have a home of her own.
However, she has been searching for so long, but she still doesn’t know where her home is, where is the warmth
She cherishes feelings and warmth so much, but will that person cherish her as much as she does
She thought that maybe the palace was her real home.
This is the place that truly belongs to her.
Feng Sufei walked and came to the palace.
But when she walked here, a strong wind suddenly blew in the sky, turning up the dust on the ground and flying, followed by lightning and thunder.
"Rumble...Rumble..."
There was constant thunder and lightning streaked across the sky.
After a while, the sky became gloomy, gray, covered with dark clouds, and it started to rain heavily.
She hugged herself, feeling a cold feeling all over her body.
But she found that the rain did not fall on her.
Feng Sufei looked up and saw an umbrella above her head.
Feng Sufei turned around and saw Huang Ying.
For some reason, Feng Sufei's heart warmed up slightly the moment she saw the emperor's shadow.
At this moment, she seemed to feel that she was no longer alone, and there was someone beside her.
Because she knew that no matter what, no matter what situation she was in, no matter what she encountered, Huang Ying would be there.
Feng Sufei's dim eyes lit up, "Huangying, why are you here?"
"Your Majesty will know it when you see His Majesty coming here."
Feng Sufei's heart was filled with warmth and a hint of bitterness. It would be great if Nanrong Huai'an could be like Huang Ying.
Feng Sufei blinked and said, "Huangying, would you like to take me to my grandma's palace?"
Feng Sufei wanted to go to that place, maybe that place could help her find a spiritual haven.
"good."
Huang Ying held an umbrella for Feng Sufei, and the two of them slowly arrived outside an abandoned palace. After Feng Sufei entered the complicated password, she opened the door.
After three years, there has been some dust here, but Feng Sufei still looks very friendly.
"Huang Ying, my grandma used to hold me here, teach me to write, teach me to read, tell me stories, and talk about the outside world. Slowly, I grew up..."
Huang Ying knew that Feng Sufei just wanted to say something, so he could just be the most loyal listener.
After the two sat on the carpet, Feng Sufei talked for a long time, and then slowly talked about today's conversation with Dong Yatong.