Half a moon later, Feng Qing greeted the marriage mission from Molong to the imperial capital with the highest standard of etiquette, because Yueming had helped Molong Xinjun to pacify the civil strife in Molong, so he appointed Feng Ze and Yueming to be responsible for welcoming the envoys.

The palace was already full of lights, and in the Qingli Palace, Yao Ling accompanied Chang Ruoli to count all kinds of items that Feng Qiao was going to take away.

Maybe it's because she wants to marry her daughter, Chang Ruoli will always be in a daze for a long time in the past few days, and her expression is a little gloomy.

Occasionally, when Feng Qiao took the time to come over to see her, she just took Feng Qiao's hand and was full of reluctance, but sometimes Feng Ze came, she still had that expression, and even moved her mouth slightly after calling Feng Ze, as if she was going to explain something but was just silent, which made Yao Ling a little puzzled.

It wasn't until the sun closed its last rays that the two of them were a little more relaxed.

Sitting in the quiet and elegant Qingli Palace, Chang Ruoli's face was a little tired and vicissitudes.

Yaoling looked at her carefully, feeling a little uneasy, she had never seen such a look on Chang Ruoli's face.

"Mother, can I help you take the pulse?" she walked up to her gently and crouched down.

Under the slightly trembling fine and dense eyelashes, a pair of beautiful eyes closed slightly, and suddenly two tears rolled down without warning.

"Niangniang" was surprised by Yaoling's heart, she was a little panicked, in her eyes, Princess Xuan was so beautiful but strong.

"Is Niangniang worried about the princess?" she asked lightly, thinking about how to persuade Chang Ruoli.

Chang Ruoli, who was lying on the recliner, opened her eyes slightly and looked at Yaoling in front of her, and stayed for a while. Then he sat up slightly straighter, and then stretched out a delicate, gentle and white hand and stroked Yaoling's hair.

"Yaoling, can you call me a concubine?" she asked Yaoling lovingly and gently.

Yao Ling was stunned.

"Mother. She screamed softly and gently, and then leaned her head on her long knees affectionately, and her heart was full of childlike dependence.

"Is Mr. Ghost all right?" said the hand that stroked Yaoling's hair, paused slightly.

"Ghost grandpa, he's fine. "Thinking about my own qiē wind will be sù long Ruoli.

"It's been a long time, I've almost forgotten what he looks like. ”

Yaoling raised her head suddenly, a look of surprise. ", you"

Chang Ruoli was silent for a long time, her beautiful eyes as if she had looked somewhere, but as if she hadn't seen it.

"Do you know the jade pendant?" suddenly she asked for no reason.

Yaoling nodded. Yu Pei is Feng Ze's mother, the maid that Chang Ruoli brought to the imperial capital from Yanlong. This is all what she has heard from Fengzhao.

"I saw Feng Qiao today. She really looks like a jade pendant, and in a trance, it seems that she saw a jade pendant standing in front of me. Chang Ruoli said softly, with some distant thoughts in a pair of water autumn eyes.

Yaoling felt that her brain couldn't keep up with Chang Ruoli's train of thought, and at this time, she just wanted to find out where the concubine had met the ghost grandfather.

"Feng Qiao was born prematurely. Born the size of a cat. I didn't even have the strength to cry. At that time, I was holding her and even had the heart to die, and my heart was full of regret, but I could only endure it alone. Chang Ruoli said softly. There was a long sadness and apology in his tone.

Yaoling was helpless, so she had to endure the doubts in her heart and listen carefully.

"It just so happened that Mr. Ghost Ling came to the imperial capital at that time, and the emperor begged him to come over to see Fengqiao. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Chang Ruoli's mouth flashed with a smile of relief, "Mr. Ghost Spirit is not a rare miracle doctor in the world, and he has pulled Feng Qiao, who was born in seven months, back from the Ghost Gate." ”

"Seven months!" Yao Ling was shocked again.

Ten months pregnant, and only seven months for Fengqiao.

However, there seemed to be something wrong, but Yao Ling couldn't remember it for a while, just thinking in her heart that Grandpa Ghost was doing things differently than ordinary people, I don't know how he could have appeared in the imperial capital so coincidentally at that time, and was found by the emperor? There is only one possibility, that is, he deliberately let the emperor find him.

remembered that when she was five years old, Grandpa Ghost took her to the palace to see Lord Xuan, and suddenly she figured out that Grandpa Ghost was very likely to come to see Lord Xuan who happened to be born by Fengqiao, but it seemed that there was something wrong, but she couldn't grasp which place was wrong.

"Yu Pei has followed me since she was a child, and I am like a sister to her, but I didn't protect her, but let her be sorry for me all my life, that is, her. There was endless sadness in the soft sigh.

"Niangniang"

"I came to the imperial capital with her, but now, I am the only one" She said very shallowly, as if there were words behind but not said.

The palace lamps flickered, and the flames in the charcoal basin burned red, and I didn't know how the cold in people's hearts could not be warmed.

"I really want to thank you, thank you for staying in front of Zhao'er for so many years, so that he is no longer lonely and lonely. When Yaoling got up to say goodbye, Chang Ruoli said such things in a low and shallow voice.

For some reason, Yaoling also felt sad in her heart.

Ze'er's expression is the most like that of the prince, especially his smile is always so warm and soft. When Yaoling went out, there was a very light and shallow voice from behind her.

Out of Qingli Palace, Yaoling did not return to the palace of the king of Xuan, but went to the Imperial City Guard Office located at the south city gate, because in the past few days, Feng Ze has welcomed the Molong envoy group, and all the affairs of managing and guarding the imperial city gate have been handed over to Fengzhao.

When she came to the door of the guard office and showed the waist card given by the emperor to the soldiers, she walked into the official office in a grand manner.

The official office was quiet, she silently walked around a few closed black houses to a small courtyard, through a few budding peach trees saw a little light shining in a window, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, just walked to the door and did not reach out to push the door, the door suddenly opened, with her back to the lamp, a tall and prosperous figure stood there, with a warm smile between her eyebrows.

Immediately, Yaoling's heart seemed to have a scorching light shining on the summer sun.

"Why are you here?" Feng Zhao held Yaoling's slightly cool hand and asked dotingly.

Yaoling naturally approached Fengzhao's arms, but before he could speak, a person walked out of the room, and he was dressed in silver armor to set off his heroic posture.

"The last general will meet the princess. "The voice is square and clear, but it is the sea cucumber.

Since following Fengzhao from Yongguan back, the sea cucumber changed his name to enter the imperial city guard barracks, as an ordinary soldier, because of his talent and martial arts, so in just a few months he became the deputy general of the outer city, Fengzhao became the deputy commander of the imperial city guard, and he was transferred from the outer city to the inner city as his deputy general.

Yaoling looked at the sea cucumber a little embarrassed, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but she didn't move, so she had to lean on Fengzhao's arms and smile at the sea cucumber with a red face.

"If you don't see you for a day, you miss this king?" closed the door, Feng Zhao asked Yaoling playfully, and at the same time stretched out her slender fingers like jade and gently pinched the tip of her nose, and the love in her eyes was released.

Yao Ling wrapped her arms around Feng Zhao's waist and leaned into his arms again, so that she could be closer to him.

"What's wrong, Ling'er?" Feng Zhao felt the sadness in Yaoling's heart.

I wanted to straighten her body, but Yaoling just buried her head and leaned on his shoulder.

Feng Zhao's heart was a little panicked, and he didn't know what grievances Yaoling had suffered in his arms.

"What's wrong with Ling'er?" he asked again.

"Well, I just wanted you to hug me. The talent in his arms for a long time suffocated such a sentence.

A warm smile flowed from the corners of Fengzhao's mouth and cheeks, this girl was rare to be coquettish, and there was a crispy and itchy feeling of happiness that spread from somewhere in her heart.

He suddenly picked her up and walked towards the narrow military bed in the room.

"How about you accompany me tonight?" On the narrow military bed, Yao Ling was shining in the wind.

"This bed is so small. As soon as the words came out, Yaoling couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and get in, what happened to her today, maybe she came out of Qingli Palace and walked to the official office to be frozen by the cold of early spring. In fact, her heart is really cold today, very cold, I really want the wind to warm her heart, her body, but it can't be so straightforward.

I wanted to cover my eyes with my hands, and my hands were pressed under me by the wind, so I didn't need to look at it to know what kind of expression was on the face above at the moment.

Sure enough, a touch of pride and banter, as well as a touch of greed, a touch of fireworks, along with endless love, unfolded on the handsome face of the wind at a glance.

His lips slowly kissed softly from her forehead, and when he finally kissed on the soft and slightly cool little mouth, Yao Ling felt a trace of warmth rise in her cold heart, and couldn't help but pass the soft tongue in her lips.

Immediately, a fierce flame burst out in Fengzhao's heart, and then he couldn't control his deep kiss, a pair of jade-like hands went down her waist to her chest and then to her neck, and his fingers touched the skin of her neck that was as smooth as silk satin, and after a short stay, he slowly probed into the collar

With a "hum", as if thousands of ants had bitten her heart and somewhere in her body, Yaoling's body moved involuntarily.

Hearing the sound of the dementor, Feng Zhao's heart surged with the desire to conquer Yiqiē, and he wanted to devour the soft person who wrapped the slight movement under him.

At this time, a flute sound rose loudly, with layers of anger rushed towards the two of them, Fengzhao immediately buried Yaoling's head and ears in his chest, and blocked the flute sound that rushed into his ears. (To be continued......)