When she said this, Feng Yin stared straight at me with her red phoenix eyes, her open lips seemed hesitant to speak, and after a while, she still whispered the words on her lips: "Ziqing , you... aren't sad?"
Uh... Should I be sad about this
I shook my head, noncommittal.
Sadness or something, think about it, I will be able to accompany him in a short time, if I see Si Ran again, it will be too late for guilt and hesitation, how can I be sad
Feng Yin seemed to be relieved, and Dan Feng's eyes filled with joy: "Ziqing, is your injury healed? Why don't you stay on the bed so you can rest."
I smiled and shook my head: "It's much better, I've been lying down for a few days, and it's time for me to come out and walk around."
"Alright." Feng Yin nodded, Xu felt that it was too shameful to just stand like this, so he strolled to the table and poured tea.
Coincidentally, I was also thirsty. Anyway, Feng Yin always said from the beginning that there is no need to be too polite and rigid, so I don’t need to be polite. I took the tea I just poured, blew on some hot tea, and then covered it with the tea lid. Sitting on the floating leaves on the tea, he lowered his head and took a few sips.
Seeing this, Feng Yin was stunned for a while, then shook her head helplessly, the corners of her lips were drawn up a little bit, she held the teapot in one hand and poured another cup, and it was not uncomfortable to hold it in her hand. Slowly picking the tea leaves, his demeanor is quite lazy and comfortable.
Forty-two untitled
It should be too thirsty, a cup of tea will be drained quickly, this fragrant tea reminds me of the tea brewed by Qingheng himself from the cliff, the bitter and sweet tea is not too bad The tea served is just getting used to it.
After drinking the tea, I want to talk about the words I have been keeping deep in my stomach today. With a sound of 'crack', I put down the empty teacup in my hand, looked at the pair of red phoenix eyes that came over, and opened my mouth to ask, " Feng Yin, why are you so nice to me..."
"Because you are my uncle," Danfeng's eyes were filled with unbearable joy, Fengyin paused, and it was the first time I saw a mischievous smile like a child's, "It's also my Ziqing." .”
My... Uh, I must be thinking too much, there is no other meaning in these words, no other meaning.
Alas, it's so difficult, how can I bear it in my heart, how can I bear that cruel hand...
"Ziqing, it's a good day like this, isn't it? From now on, don't be too polite to me."
I stared blankly at the Qiyi in those Danfeng eyes, and between the opening and closing of my lips, a good word came out.
Is it good? In this way, I miss the old days a little bit, when I sit in the pavilion every day to watch the butterflies and birds fly, wait for the sun to rise and the moon to set, or go to play with Feng Yin and Feng Yi and others. Wu is also very good, at least, Qingheng is still alive, maybe he and Qinglian have a child now, at least, Siran...he is still in my heart, he still smiles like that, no Resentment or ridicule.
I slowly came back to my senses, and just remembered that the soldiers who went to the border with me should have returned to the court today, but why is this Feng Yin in my house... Could it be that the soldiers have already returned to the court? Or, still on the way
"Feng... uh, the emperor... cough, your majesty, the soldiers who pass here...?"
Feng Yin smiled, and opened her mouth to receive: "Today is still in court." Then she sneered again: "I am not Phoenix, Ziqing can just call me Feng Yin."
I laughed dryly twice, a black shadow blocked the sunlight from outside the house, and suddenly pressed towards me, when I pounced violently, my legs trembled and I pressed towards Feng Yin who was sitting there Going up, Feng Yin was stunned in shock, the pressure just now probably bumped into the stone-sized round jade hanging from Feng Yin's clothes, it hurt my chest, and the wound seemed to be overflowing with warmth .
The blue veins on my forehead twitched, and I lifted the person lying on top of me with my backhand. Feng Yin just sat there, maybe she was overly frightened by the sudden movement just now, and now I don't know the blank expression. Where is the fugue.
Naturally, the sudden action just now also shocked me, and cold sweat broke out on my back from time to time——
Me, me, me... Who did I crush just now... Feng Yin, today's day! If Feng Yin regains consciousness and gets angry again, how can I keep my head!
"Murong Xing!"
The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, I turned around and turned around, suppressing my anger, and was thinking whether to give Murong Xing two punches, but I didn't expect him to stare at Feng Yin with an overly frightened expression on his face, not much After paying attention, he ran directly to Feng Yin with a look of pity and worry.
"Brother!! Look at you, you've crushed Xiao Yinyin, look, how frightened he is! If there is something wrong with Xiao Yinyin, how can I live!"
you go to hell-
I rubbed my throbbing forehead, trying my best to suppress the anger that was about to erupt, and unintentionally glanced outside the door, and saw the pale blue figure hiding by the door, the veins throbbing on my forehead jumped even more joyfully.
"Xingren, what are you doing sneakily, you still haven't come in?"
After a while, Xingren poked his small head in from the door first, his big black eyes were round and unblinking, and then his body and the food in his hand shuffled into the door.
"Master... Your Majesty, he..." Xingren looked at me, and then at Murong Xing, who was sitting there, frowning and asking about his health, especially noisy Fengyin, a trace of timidity flashed in his black eyes.
"It's nothing, just come here." This timid almond is really not worry-free.
Xingren nodded, smiled, and did not forget to say the last sentence: "Master is amazing! How did you know that Xingren is outside the house?"
I sighed, pressed my forehead, and pointed to a corner under his light blue shirt, mixed with complete helplessness: "The corner is exposed!"
Xingren suddenly realized, looking at his body turned towards the door, he knew that this little fool wanted to do it again—
I closed my eyes and let out a long sigh, "Wait a minute, leave the food behind."
Xingren blinked his eyes wide, smiled silly, put the food on the table, and disappeared in a flash.
I don't know when Murong Xing stopped talking and looked at Murong Xing, and he didn't care about etiquette. He let out a "puchi" laugh, and bent down to press his stomach, probably because his stomach hurt from laughing, and Feng Yin also laughed. Changing from the previous impatient look, she pursed her lips and sipped tea, her Danfeng eyes were full of smiles.
Looking at Murong Xing who was trembling with laughter, I frowned, an unknown thought flashed in my eyes, and for the first time in my life, I had the urge to shut him up forever.
"Murong Xing."
"Ah? Big brother, what's the matter? Ah... Well, big brother, you are so kind to me. I just happened to be hungry. Let me see what's delicious." Murong Xing completely ignored my anger, with a playful smile, and then Youzai walked over leisurely, his eyes fell on Xingren's food that had just been placed on the table, he looked shocked when he saw it, and his frowning brows showed distaste.
"What is this... cabbage? Small porridge? Big brother, your place is a palace after all, how can you be so shabby! What's so delicious about this white porridge?" Turning around, she complained to Shang Fengyin's eyes, "Little Yinyin, how can you bully elder brother like this? Eldest brother is still injured... How can it be okay without some repairs?"
Feng Yin coughed softly, and Dan Feng looked at me naturally, his eyes were full of questioning.
However, when it came to the injury, I remembered the injury on my chest. I followed Feng Yin and Murong Xing's eyes and looked at the injury. I saw that the white clothes I was wearing today were soaked in blood. A small piece was removed, and slowly, it smudged like ink on rice paper, and the pain of skin and flesh cracking followed.
Murong Xing was taken aback, closed his mouth tightly, and stopped talking, Feng Yin's brows were tightly frowned, his face was pale and worried, as if the person who was in pain was him or not, he opened his lips He ordered his servants to go to the palace to announce the imperial physician.
Afterwards, the room changed from the previous noise to a deathly silence.
"Uh... no wonder Feng Yin, I just thought of it for a while, I just want to eat something light, don't worry about it so much." I coughed dryly twice, and my obvious discomfort disappeared.
forty-three
Murong Xing patted me on the shoulder and sighed. The posture was like an elder facing a younger generation. Seeing my eyebrows twitch suddenly, Feng Yin held back a smile and sipped his tea, as if nothing had happened. own appearance.
A while later, Xingren led a white-haired old doctor to come, followed by a little father-in-law, who presumably came to find Feng Yin.
really-
The little father-in-law saluted me, called the prince, then walked quickly to Feng Yin's side, bowed his head and whispered a few words in Feng Yin's ear, then obediently stood by Feng Yin's side, Maybe something happened in the court, or something happened to Feng Yin's harem, I saw Feng Yin frowned slightly, obviously a little annoyed, got up and bid farewell to me, Murong Xing Seeing Feng Yin and the little father-in-law who just came out of the room one after the other, they smiled at me and said to come back another day, then followed Feng Yin's footsteps and walked away.
Now in the room, only me, Xingren, and the trembling old doctor are left.
But, why do I feel that this old doctor is very familiar...
Take a closer look, the gray beard, the eyes are a bit cloudy, look at my memory, isn't this the old doctor who visited Qing Heng that day? But looking at his intact forehead, it is estimated that the injury from that day is completely healed.
But now that I see him trembling, that day seems to have passed...
"Wang... my lord, please sit on the couch and wait... for the old minister to see you..." The old doctor trembled with his hands trembling, not knowing what to do.
According to the words, I sat on the couch beside me, smiled what I thought was peaceful, and slowed down my tone, "The old doctor doesn't need to be like this, it was my king's fault that day, and my king is apologizing."
Yu Luo, those turbid eyes were full of shock, and turned into admiration, my trembling body stopped shaking, and I took some unknown things to change the medicine for the wound on my chest.
Not long after that, the old lady doctor applied medicine to my wound, packed up my things, gave instructions for what to pay attention to, and then took my things and left. I took a look at the snow-white gauze on my chest that bound the wound. The method is somewhat similar to Qing Heng's, sure enough, I was delusional, Qing Heng...how could he still be alive.
The apricot tree in the pavilion can be seen from the promenade. The red apricot has long disappeared on the green leaves. There are some purple flowers beside the promenade. The flowers are very dazzling under the sunlight, but no matter how well they bloom , It’s just a moment of youth, when the time comes, it will wither and fall on the soil below to make fertilizer. However, it’s just a flower. Who would care about the glory and passion of the past? .
Look, when the breeze blows, the petals on the flowers fall with the wind, fluttering and silent under the green leaves, other flowers are still there, and how few people will pay attention to when the flowers bloom and wither...
His fingers unintentionally tapped on the vermilion railing, his eyes were floating and empty, he didn't know where he was looking, and what he was looking at, whether it was the flower or the grass, or the apricot tree, or the person sleeping in the soil under the apricot tree...
Now that my father has died, this palace now belongs to me, the King of Xiang, and my mother's wish... Tsk, why do I care so much? This is the time, just do what you want.
He under the tree, it's time to dig it out, it's not good to lie there like this all the time, if one day his soul returns to nine days, he will have no chance, although, so, Si Ran is very close to him, and he can take it with him every night Talk to him with a pot of wine or a cup of tea, maybe he can come out to see me when he is happy, but I don’t dare to dream about it for a long time now, just with my heart that is so sentimental, what qualifications do I have to confide in him again? Speaking out...
"Xingren, find some servants and bring a hoe... well, you don't need to look for the servants, you just need to find a hoe for shoveling the soil."
It's not right for those clumsy servants to hurt Si Ran, I'll do it myself.
Closing my eyes, I said this in a moderate voice, Xingren who has been standing behind me should have heard it.
"Ah?! Master, what did you say?"
Turning my head, it was as expected, Xingren's stunned expression was extremely exaggerated, I raised my eyebrows, and repeated it patiently: "Where can I find a hoe for shoveling the soil, don't let me Say it a third time."
Xingren closed his mouth, his eyes full of doubts, I don't want to say more, so let him be that hesitant to speak.
Xingren hesitated for a while, and then set off to find something to shovel the soil. I walked towards the apricot tree, came out of the pavilion and came under the apricot tree. That side of the soil, a little trance.
As if, I saw Si Ran again, the way he chuckled, the way he was angry, the way he looked down at the book, the way he was silent and full of grievances, so pitiful, and his... the way he was before death , the blood all over the ground, the body covered with bruises, some parts of the body were covered with bones, the apricot tree was stained red with blood, when I stretched out my fingers to touch the tree body, I could vaguely feel the scorching heat between the fingers, like that The scorching eyes, and those eyes, are full of distress...
Why... would it be distressing
I, Feng Ziqing, He Dehe Neng, made you, Feng Sixuan, fall in love with me until the last moment, and I am the one who loves you...
I am so useless, I can’t even protect my lover, I was at the beginning, and I am now, why do I exist in this world——
"If... If I just disappear, Si Ran, tell me, will you live a good life in this world, maybe you will be the one sitting in the golden palace, tell me, right?"
It was just a gust of wind blowing by, and the wind that blew moved the clouds in the sky, covering the sun, and no one answered, and it was impossible for anyone to answer.
Lowering my arms, I sighed, pursed my lips, and smiled stupidly, with heart-biting pain in my stupidity.
Si Ran, from the very beginning, you and I shouldn't be so nice, I regret it, I regret making you fall in love with me, I regret clinging on and letting go, I regret ruining your marriage, I regret everything in the past, I also regret that I took Qing Heng as you from the beginning, and I knew it was not...
Obviously... should know.
Blame me all, all of this, your life, Qing Heng's life, are all caused by me...
Take my life, will you and him live well
Ha... I really am, what are you thinking about.
"Even if you just disappear, he won't come back to life. Master, it's time for you to accept the reality."
A cold but extremely familiar voice came into my ears, I turned my head, and a handsome face that remained unchanged appeared in front of my eyes, and I spoke coldly, stating the facts, but it was my unbearable thoughts that shattered all over the ground. think…
"Mu Xiaohen, you still don't know how to comfort others." I stood up, smiled wryly, patted the dust on my body, and met those eyes that looked straight into people's hearts.
Si Ran under the Forty-Four Apricot Trees
"master."
Mu Xiaohen still had that cold look, looked at me, and called the master in a neutral manner, and I knew what he wanted to say, so I returned with a sigh: "The plan... let's implement it."
"Yes." He bowed his head in response, cupped his hands, and disappeared on the spot.
This lightness kung fu is indeed one of the first and second in the Jianghu, it is very good.
After Mu Xiaohen left, I wandered about the apricot tree for a while, thinking that it was time for Xingren to come back. Thinking this way, after a while, Xingren appeared in front of me panting with a shovel in hand. With that out of breath appearance, I think he really needs a sip of tea before talking, but unfortunately, I don't have any tea here.
"You go down first." Taking the shovel, I kindly let him go and rest first.
Xingren lingered for a long while but didn't leave, and said hesitantly: "Master... Well, Xingren should do this kind of rough work."
When I was thinking about where to shovel the soil, I heard Xingren say this. I glanced at Xingren's appearance as a little girl, and I smiled: "No need, besides, do you know what I'm going to do?"
Hearing this, Xingren was stunned, shook his head honestly, blinked his eyes full of curiosity, and asked cautiously, "Xingren doesn't know... Master, what are you... going to do?"
I pursed my lips, smiled, and began to shovel the soil inch by inch with the shovel in my hand, "You don't know, then go down, um... go to the coffin shop to pick a good coffin, according to the height of the king That's it."
Si Ran's height is not much different from mine, so it should be suitable.
But the almond didn't move, so he couldn't think of where to go, right
When Xingren heard this, he looked overly frightened, and rushed forward, took the corner of my clothes and wiped the tears overflowing from his almond eyes, as if he was about to be abandoned.
really-
"Master! You can't be overthinking!! What if you... almonds!"
I removed my sleeve corners from his hands without a trace, and sighed: "It's not for this king, but..." Looking at the soil, I smiled, and I was a little silly, "My king's lover of… "
Seeing Xingren's half-understanding look, as if asking why, I sighed and urged Xingren: "Forget it, you don't know him, even if you tell him, it's useless."
"You haven't said it yet, how do you know..." Xingren lowered her head and muttered softly.
I raised my eyebrows: "What did you say?"
"No... Hehe, nothing, master, you are busy, Xingren will go down first." As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.
I sighed, looked at Xingren's figure and shook my head, feeling helpless.
He was so careful when he was shoveling the soil with the shovel in his hand, what if... he accidentally hurt him.
You see, the dark red and lavender clothes are so tattered, how can this kind of clothes fit him, such a noble and elegant person, his hands have been turned into bones after all these years, I have long since lost the ten-finger Ruoyu back then, and I lost the shovel in my hand. I was overjoyed with inexplicable sadness, and the corners of my eyes were red. I didn't care that the dirt on the ground might stain my clothes, and I didn't want to care about kneeling on the ground. What a disrespect, just using one pair of hands to push away the dirt on his body inch by inch, even with bare hands, I'm afraid of hurting him, he, he shouldn't suffer even the slightest bit of harm.
Si Ran...
It's great that I see you again, even if I never see you face to face with me in my dreams every night, so what
It seems to be possessed, looking at those deep eyes, I am immersed in the past, he looks at me, smiling or ashamed or annoyed straight into my mind, stationed in my heart, pouring pain, So uncomfortable.
I smiled, and gently lifted him up, with a sly look in my eyes, and let him lean into my arms. Even though it was as cold as ice, and my body smelled of corrupted soil, I still felt warm, as usual, with that faint Fragrant smell.
Let me guess, what expression should you have...
laugh? Still frowning? Is it because I betrayed you that you can't wait to give me two slaps right now
It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want, I won't resist.
As long as... you are still by my side.
"ah!"
An exclamation interrupted my soliloquy, I frowned and looked over, I don't know who disturbed Si Ran and me so courteously, really.
It must be the man from the coffin shop. The two carried the coffin not far behind me, and Xingren led the way for them. The scream must have been made by one of the two of them. The expressions of the three of them were very bad. , very terrified, one of them pointed at me tremblingly, and tremblingly uttered a sentence of madman, then left the coffin and ran away, and the other ran after seeing this, because without my permission, Why don't you step into the backyard, so now there are only me, Siran and Xingren left in the yard.
I chuckled twice and kissed Si Ran on the forehead.
ridiculous man...
Crazy? so what...
Even if I was crazy, I would have been crazy long ago. The moment Si Ran returned to the underworld, I was already crazy——
Without Si Ran, not crazy, so what
Xingren was trembling behind me, his face was ashen, and he seemed to be frightened.
"Master... Master... Master, you... you... you..."
I was amused by Xingren's words, so I smiled. I turned my head to look at his pale face, and asked in unison, "What's wrong with me?"
"You, you, that...that...that..." Xingren pointed at Si Ran in my arms, really terrified, he might not be able to utter a complete sentence for a while.
I frowned, and said sternly: "Don't be rude, he is the love of my life." When I lowered my head to look at Si Ran, I regained my previous love and affection.
Alas, it's a pity for Si Ran's black hair all these years.
Xingren lowered his head, feeling aggrieved, and stopped talking, but his body was still trembling, he was too scared. Also, if ordinary people see this scene, it would be difficult for them not to be afraid.
"Xingren, go find a piece of this king's clothes, and ask for the one that this king usually likes the most."
Hearing this, Xingren went to find my favorite clothes without saying a word, and gently wiped off the dust on his body. I took the clothes from Xingren's hands and gently put them on for him.
I smiled complacently: "Siran, today is too hasty, in the future I will let a tailor make a dress for you, so just wear mine. In fact, Si Ran, you still look good in my clothes. It also fits well, but it's just a bit bigger, and everyone said you were too thin and didn't admit it, but now, you have to admit it too."
Forty-five buried
"Xingren, open the coffin lid." I gently picked up Si Ran, looked at the closed coffin lid, and said to Xingren.
Hearing this, Xingren walked to the coffin lid without making a sound, and pushed the coffin lid with his arms that seemed to have no strength at all.
Sure enough, this person was pushed, and the coffin lid just didn't budge.
Looking at Si Ran in my arms again, I frowned, "Get out of the way." Seeing Xingren get out of the way obediently, I smiled, and kicked open the coffin lid that got in the way with all my strength, seeing Xingren stunned. Next, she put Si Ran down as gently as possible, and then attached a kiss.
The corners of her lips curled up, but there was a little bit of reluctance in her heart.
"Siran... sleep peacefully."
You wait, I'm done with the matter, I'll come to accompany you, just come, heh, don't worry, I won't make you wait too long.
You and I made an agreement, didn't we
You were the one who broke the contract before, but now, I won't allow it.
Alas, I probably forgot, I should ask Xingren to go to the coffin shop to buy a coffin for two people, now, that's all, I can just get it when the time comes, there is no rush right now.
Then, he called a few servants to dig a hole beside the apricot tree in the backyard, and then put down the coffin containing Siran. Siran would not like the tomb of the royal family, just here, here And the apricot tree that we are always with us.
After everything was settled, I sat in front of Si Ran's new tomb all night, and Xingren disappeared without a trace. During this period, my mother came, and it was nothing more than saying that the former emperor had issued an order not to build a tomb for Si Ran. Monument, this is disrespecting the decree, it is a matter of confiscating the family and exterminating the family. After all, Si Ran and I... are people who are detrimental to the dignity of the royal family. At that time, they blamed Si Ran for all their faults. It is really hateful. Now, I don't have much ties anymore, I just hope that my soul can return to the underworld as soon as possible. Even if the crime is so serious that I can't return to the underworld, then it's fine to be a wandering ghost.
The next day, Feng Yin summoned me into the imperial palace with an imperial decree. Feng Yin, who was sitting in the imperial study, held a cup of tea in her hand but didn't drink it at all. The moment her slightly frowning eyebrows glanced at me, they wrinkled even deeper. .
This posture... Could it be that he knew that Siran and I erected a monument to build a tomb, so this is going to kill everyone in the palace? That's okay, but I can get what I want and end up in peace.
"Ziqing... you killed the prince of the enemy country on the way back?" The loose robe was waved casually, and with that movement, the gold-embroidered dragon robe made me dizzy, Feng Yin handed me a booklet, I took it in a daze, and it took me a while to come back to my senses.
So it wasn't about Si Ran.
I breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the plan had just been implemented, so it wouldn't be possible without me.
I opened the booklet, rows of small characters came into view, I couldn't help frowning.
It turned out that the person who took the lead in ambush that day was the prince of that country. Because he was dissatisfied with his sister's behavior, and wanted to change the fate of the country's surrender, he set up a trap and stopped me halfway, thinking about killing me right there. But it's a pity, he was the one who died, and it is because of this that the current situation——
The enemy country can accept the surrender, but there are conditions, and that condition is to let the king make a marriage marriage, which is commonly known as marriage, as compensation.
I couldn't help pressing my chug-jumping forehead again, this is really a wave of ups and downs, I haven't even finished my own work, and now there are so many more headaches, It really is…
"Ziqing, look, what should I do?" Danfeng's eyes narrowed, making me feel cold. How could I feel that if I said the wrong thing, I would end up in an unexpected way...
"This... back to the emperor, you see, if you don't go... will it work? After all, the minister's favorite... is a man!" I gritted my teeth and gave up.
But seeing Feng Yin's unfurled eyebrows, I was relieved just now, so I must be right.
Forty-six and relatives
"Zhen, of course I know, that's why I'm so bored, does Ziqing have a good plan?" Danfeng's eyes flashed with sadness, and her brows that were stretched were frowned again.
"I... don't know what to do, everything depends on the emperor." I cupped my hands and threw the problem back to Feng Yin.
Feng Yin put down the teacup in her hand and sighed, "If the uncle doesn't go to make a kiss..."
Uh... Sure enough, I still have to go, just rub my forehead, that's all, it's just a kiss, it's not a big deal.
"Your Majesty, please make an order. There is no need to be so embarrassing. It's just a marriage. Don't disturb the peaceful life of these people."
"... that's fine." There was an emotion in the slightly drooping phoenix eyes that I couldn't understand.
For the next hour, I just asked about my injuries, drank tea, and stayed in the palace to have a meal with Fengyin when the hour came, chatting about what I had and what I didn’t have, and didn’t mention anything about thinking about it. Afterwards it was nothing, I saw that it was getting dark outside the gate, and it was getting late, so I got up and said goodbye, Feng Yin probably felt that there was nothing wrong, got up and sent me to the gate of the palace.
It was almost Xu time, and on the way back to the house, there were a few bustling people wandering around, or walking in a hurry, maybe they were afraid that their family members would wait in a hurry.
It feels good to have someone waiting at home, alas, I feel sentimental again.
I don't like to sit in a sedan chair, and the wobbly feeling makes me a little dizzy. It's better to walk down-to-earth on the road. I'm not suitable to be born in the royal family.
Passing by an inn, I casually glanced at the face of the man sitting on the outside table, as if I had seen it somewhere before, when my eyes met, my eyelids jumped, I straightened my eyes, and walked quickly as if no one was watching Walking, turning a deaf ear to the surprised voice of the man who ran out of the inn.
"Feng Ziqing! Feng Ziqing, wait for me! Ziqing!!"
It must be my delusion, how could this majestic princess of a country be in an ordinary inn, or an enemy country, it must be a delusion, it is better to go back to the house quickly, or it is dark and the road is dark, accidentally falling It's not good.
"Feng Ziqing! What are you doing running so fast?! This princess won't eat you!" The princess blocked my way, her brows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were full of resentment.
"Ah, it's actually a princess. I haven't seen it before. It's no wonder I'm the king." I opened my eyes and looked at her in shock, seeing that she was neither angry nor angry, so I had to give up with a cold snort.
"What is the princess doing all the way to Jingguo, but for state affairs? If it is for state affairs, you can go to the palace to find the emperor, and you don't have to stop the king's way back to the mansion on this street, right?" Lips, the words are also very friendly, after all, it won't be a long time, and this person in front of me is my king's concubine... Well, it should be my king's princess, so I should treat her well.
"This princess is here to see the son-in-law!" The princess in front of her raised her neck quite proudly.
I said, "How did you know that the king would agree to this marriage?"
"Guess!" Those big eyes were full of smiles, and with slightly parted lips, he continued, "You need me."
... Uh, I should be thankful that I don't have any tea in my hand. If I had, I would have to choke, or if I couldn't help it, it wouldn't be good to ruin this whitewashed jade face.
I raised my eyebrows, "Then the princess is telling me, how do you know that the king needs you?"
She looked around vigilantly, and mysteriously pulled me to an empty street corner, before she said, "I know, you are the prince of Jingguo, so the son of the emperor, this world should be you too." of."
This... is true, but you don't need to think about it, she is actually investigating me, and this matter that was well hidden by the former emperor was investigated so easily.
With a raised eyebrow: "Then?"
"If you want to be the emperor, if you marry me, I can ask my father to hand over the military power to you. Depending on your strength, you will definitely be able to sit on the throne of Jing Kingdom."
What a wishful thinking, since I married her, I should look towards her, if I get the throne of Jing Kingdom, it will be their world, I am not so stupid yet.
But having said that, why did I ever think about becoming an emperor again? It's just the throne...
"Am I right? So you will definitely agree to this marriage. Hey, Feng Ziqing, wait for me!"
Looking at the darkening sky, I took a step and rushed back, completely ignoring the people who were rushing behind me.
Looking at the hand that took it down several times but was still holding on to my arm, the look of being afraid that I would run away, it is really... well, the dignified king of Xiang, why should he care about the woman, let her go.
After walking for a while, there was King Xiang's Mansion in front of me. As soon as I was about to enter the mansion, I was rushed by someone, and the incidental sound of "big brother" made me press my forehead.
Murong Xing...
"Brother! Help!! Killed a man!!!" That sad voice made people sigh.
kill? Help…
"Don't tell me that all your kung fu in those years was for nothing..." I rubbed my forehead, today, what is going on
"Brother!! Really help!! He he he he...he is here!!" Murong Xing twisted his pretty face full of fear, and hid behind me as he spoke, as if he just saw me The princess who was grabbing my sleeve, said, "Brother... that, who is she?"
Uh... What is Murong Xing doing now? Didn't he just see a ghost and was terrified to death just now, yelling for help? Why doesn't it seem that the matter just now is a matter of life...
"She, you should call her sister-in-law from now on."
It doesn't matter what I said, but the listener...
"What?!" Murong Xing was obviously startled by my words, opened his eyes wide, looked at the proud princess, and at me who didn't look like that, and swallowed hard, " Brother, are you... are you kidding me?"
I held my lips: "Do you think I seem to be joking?"
As soon as these words came out, Murong Xing seemed to have swallowed more than a dozen flies, his face became ugly, he stood up straight and turned his back to stop talking.
"Fortunately, don't hide." The clear and cold voice, accompanied by a little warmth and tenderness, entered the ears, and the person who turned his back suddenly stiffened when he heard these words.
From this appearance, the man Murong Xing was referring to should be the one who spoke.
I smiled politely at the person walking slowly, it was too dark, I couldn't see the person's face clearly, what I could vaguely see was waist-length hair, a slender body, and the same clothes on his body Wearing black clothes, he completely integrated his own figure into the darkness, but why do I feel a little familiar.
Forty-seven deserted
I don't know what a good day it is today, but I really know this person.
"Feng Ziqing, long time no see."
The unchanging coldness is so familiar, approaching