Dizun stood in place, his thoughts in his heart chaotic.

It wasn't until around dark that she bit her lip.

After all, she still can't disobey her own heart, she can't sit and watch Fenglan have a relationship with her own sister.

Dizun is very familiar with the terrain of the Northern Qinghuang Palace, and she also knows Qingshuang's temper.

Qingshuang likes to hold a banquet in Izumo Hall the most.

As expected, not long after nightfall, the Izumo Hall was clear, but unlike the last enthronement commemorative ceremony, today's Izumo Hall is only the empress and Feng Lan.

Before and after the palm lamp, Feng Lan walked towards the Izumo Hall with the cold air of his body.

In the hall, the empress Qingshuang dressed up carefully.

I saw that she had a peach blossom face, sideburns like clouds, a pair of affectionate eyes that rose slightly, and she also changed out of her usual rigorous dragon robe, but wore an apricot yellow palace skirt with a narrow waist and a wide robe.

As soon as Feng Lan entered and exited the Cloud Palace, his eyebrows were raised.

The empress held a banquet tonight, obviously saying that she had invited several ministers and generals from the military department, but it could be seen that in the cloud hall, there were only the empress and him.

Although Feng Lan and the empress have been friends since childhood, there are no lack of times when the two of them drink, but since he woke up, or in other words, after he knew that he married Qingfeng as his wife, he has always avoided being alone with the empress.

The empress also invited him several times earlier, but he politely declined.

Seeing Feng Lan hesitating and refusing to take a seat, a gloomy flash flashed in the empress's eyes, but there was a charming smile on her face.

"Feng Lan, tonight, I also invited the King of Kaijiang and a few other soldiers, but I don't know that they have something to do temporarily. Since you are here, why don't you drink a few glasses of water and wine with me, is it possible, after Qingfeng is gone, there is no friendship between you and me?"

When mentioning his childhood friendship, Feng Lan couldn't help but be stunned, but a vague figure appeared in his mind.

It seems that after Qingfeng died, when he faced the empress, he no longer had the feeling of childhood.

He hesitated, thought of the talisman he was carrying in his arms, and finally sat down.

He came tonight, originally intending to return the talisman.

"Feng Lan, I think this is the first time we have sat down to drink since you woke up, and I will do it first. The empress said, raised her wine glass, first dry as a respect, and drank it in one gulp.

Feng Lan had to raise his glass and drink a glass.

When the wine went down, Feng Lan felt that his stomach was burning for a while, and he didn't pay too much attention to it.

After seeing Feng Lan and drinking the wine, the empress was overjoyed.

"Holy Lord, the minister has come today to tell you about it. The minister hoped that the saint would take back the talisman. With that, Feng Lan took out the talisman and knelt down on his knees to present the talisman above his head.

As soon as Feng Lan's words fell, Empress Qingshuang's complexion changed drastically.

She stood up in a gaffe.

"Feng Lan, what do you mean?"

Bing Fu, in the years when Feng Lan was in a coma, has always been in charge of Chen Tuo.

In order to get back the talisman, the empress Qingshuang even tore her face with Chen Tuo, and Chen Tuo has refused to go to court so far.

But in order to be able to envelop Feng Lan and keep him by her side, where does the empress care about other people's feelings.

"Shengshang, now the Beiqing border is stable, and the country is peaceful and peaceful. In Beiqing, there are many young generals, and the ministers think that the saint should select talents and use more young generals. The minister has been asleep for more than ten years, and his understanding of the current situation in various countries has long been much worse than before. In addition, Fengfu cannot be without a homeowner for a day, and the ministers have the courage to implore the saint to withdraw the talisman. Feng Lan has made up her mind.

In the past few days after he woke up, he successively learned some old things about Fengfu from Steward Mu and Feng Xin.

Only then did he know that he had snubbed his wife and children like that for the sake of national affairs.

This kind of guilty heart is especially profound every time I dream back at midnight.

When leaving the mercenary city, looking at Feng Xin, who looked like his own when he was young, Feng Lan suddenly felt that maybe Feng Xin's choice was right.

He has been indebted to Feng Xin for more than ten years, maybe this time, he, as a father, should bravely take on the affairs of Feng Mansion.

As for Feng Xin and Ye Lingyue, he might be able to try to accept it.

"Holy Lord?" Feng Lan said, the talisman in his hand was still held high, waiting for the grace of the Northern Qing Empress.

But for a long time, the empress did not speak.

Feng Lan was puzzled, raised her head, and met the empress's eyes.

The empress looked at Feng Lan, suddenly laughed, and stretched out her hand, as if she was about to take over the talisman in Feng Lan's hand, but a pair of hands as white as jade suddenly stretched out and hugged Feng Lan tightly.

"Feng Lan, you just want to get rid of me so much? I can't even keep you, so what is what you want?"

"Holy Lord, what are you doing here?" The empress's actions made Feng Lan very impatient, and he was in a hurry to shake off the empress's hand and avoid her taking the initiative to kiss.

"Fenglan, don't you know my heart, I've liked you for so many years. At the beginning, you rejected me because of Qingfeng, but now, Qingfeng is dead. What else do you care?" The empress was like an eight-clawed octopus, her whole body was hanging on Feng Lan's body, and the fullness of her chest rubbed against Feng Lan from time to time.

The medicinal effect of Viamedan has not yet flare-up?

Seeing the empress's anxious appearance, Feng Lan was annoyed and angry, but at this time, he felt that something was wrong with his body.

A fiery sensation jumped up from under his belly.

"What did you give me to drink?" Feng Lan's handsome face was already as red as a red cloth.

He smelled the smell of the secret fragrance on the empress, and he only felt more uncomfortable, and he had the urge to press down the woman in front of him.

"Feng Lan, you just obey me. As long as you are my royal husband, I will promise you everything. Empress Qingshuang was also a little confused, she was a lewd and bold woman, and she was surrounded by the man she had always liked.

She was soft and boneless, leaning on Feng Lan's body, and with a pair of hands, she touched Feng Lan's body indiscriminately.

Feng Lan felt as if her whole body was about to be ignited, and her eyes were bloodshot.

But just as he was about to hug the empress, a pair of eyes flashed in his mind.

The eyes of the Earth Venerable, cold and clear, with anger and despair, flashed like a meteor.

Feng Lan only felt trembling all over, he stood up suddenly, and with the last shred of reason, he kicked the empress who was like a dog skin plaster.

"Get out of here, Qingshuang, you actually calculated on me...... I" Feng Lan staggered, trying to rush out of the Izumo Temple.

But the empress's people have already firmly guarded the palace gate.

"Feng Lan, you dare to disobey me. However, it's useless, the elixir in you can only be solved by women, here, there are only me and you, you have to me. Empress Qingshuang was thrown away by Feng Lan like a rag, and her heart was filled with shame and indignation, but in an instant, she showed a smile that her plan had succeeded.