Feng Qing's eyes looked at Chang Ruoli, and then at Feng Qiao, Feng Qiao hurriedly stepped forward to salute, but was stopped by him waving his hand.

Looking at Feng Qiao's somewhat red and swollen eyes, a touch of love crossed his eyes.

Stretching out a large hand, he wiped away the tears that had not yet dried on Feng Qiao's cheeks. But he didn't say anything. He is such a daughter, how can he bear to send Molong to marry, but because he is the high monarch of a country, he must focus on the interests of the country.

The clever Fengqiao saw that her father did not speak, and knew that marriage was inevitable, but at this time she was not as sad as Fang Cai.

"Qiao'er, believe in your father, your father will not let you suffer. For a moment, Feng Qing only said that.

"Father, the daughter knows, the daughter is the princess of the royal family, born in the royal family, and she should contribute to the royal family. It will not be difficult for parents. She said softly, and another tear fell from her lowered eyes, but her tone was extremely firm and calm.

Feng Qing nodded slightly, left her daughter, and walked gently and slowly in front of Chang Ruoli, and a touch of care and softness gradually floated in her eyes that were as cold as a pool in the past.

"Are you worried about Qiao'er?" he asked her in a low voice, as if he was afraid that his voice would be too loud and frighten the fairy in front of him.

"Feng Qiao is a royal princess, her fate is not up to her, let alone me, what's the use of worrying?" Chang Ruoli said lightly. A pair of watery autumn pupils looked at the distant sky.

"Are you complaining about me?" Feng Qing never called herself me in front of Chang Ruoli.

"How can I complain about Your Majesty, the emperor also loves the princess in every way, but the Dalong royal family happens to be a princess, and the marriage is none other than her, and it is not something that Your Majesty can decide if she wants to or not. Chang Ruoli said softly, her tone not cold.

Feng Qing was silent for a moment. Taking advantage of this gap, Feng Qiao and obediently saluted Feng Qing and Chang Ruoli and retreated. She always didn't understand her father's love for her mother so much, but her mother was always cold to her father. She asked her mother, but she didn't tell her why.

"Come with me. Looking at Chang Ruoli's eyes, they were full of softness.

Chang Ruoli didn't speak. Leaving the graceful princess's bedroom, the two walked among the tall and solemn eaves under the slanting sun.

Feng Qing took Chang Ruoli's hand, but Chang Ruoli did not refuse.

Along the way, the two did not speak, Feng Qing walked around and turned his head to look at Chang Ruoli, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it.

The shade of the trees is cool and the breeze is cool. The long glass under the slanting sun has a unique beauty of tranquility and clarity.

"With you with me in this life, I have no regrets. Feng Qing said softly.

Chang Ruoli's footsteps paused slightly, then turned his head sideways to look at Feng Qing, and a trace of emotion quietly slipped under his condensed eyes.

"Isn't it too deserted in this palace?" she opened her lips, and her words were shallow and soft.

"Huh?" Feng Qing looked at him, his face full of questions.

"The emperor is the king of a country, but there are very few concubines in the harem, and there are few royal heirs, and there have been no newcomers in this palace for a long time. Is there too little brother in the royal family that the emperor doesn't realize is Fenghe Fengze?" She looked at the pool of clear water in front of her and said softly. Since she entered the palace, Fengqing has never held a draft again. She also knew in her heart that everything Fengqing did was because of her, and she was moved in her heart. But today

Hearing her say this, Feng Qing stopped walking, and looked at Chang Ruoli's gentle eyes with a touch of contemplation.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a low voice, "Are you worried about He'er?"

Chang Ruoli didn't speak.

Feng Qing lightly boarded her long body, "With me, I won't let anyone hurt you." "I thought she must have been frightened today.

"I'm not for myself, I" Chang Ruoli was about to continue, but was interrupted by Feng He: "The world is my style, but I only need you to be enough for women." When he said this, Feng Qing looked at Chang Ruoli's eyes, affectionate and focused. Chang Ruoli's heart suddenly trembled. She hurriedly lowered her eyelids, her thin eyelashes obscuring all the expression in her eyes.

"He'er has a quirky personality and is cold. It was I who neglected to train him, if he was not up to the position of crown prince. Isn't there still Ze'er? Ze'er has a gentle and quiet personality and acts calmly and magnificently. Dalong has him, and I can rest assured. Feng Qing then continued, with some self-reproach for Feng He in her tone.

Chang Ruoli's body shook slightly, raised her eyes and opened her soft red lips, wanting to say something but didn't say it after all, just a trace of worry flashed under her eyes.

"If you want to spread the branches for the royal family, then I just want you to give birth to my child. Feng Qing said this sentence very gently and warmly, and there was a strong love and desire in Chang Ruoli's eyes.

The stunned Chang Ruoli looked at Feng Qing, her heart suddenly felt a little empty, a little lost, she didn't dare to look at Feng Qing's eyes that were a little depressed but full of love.

"Huh, what should I do. In her heart, she asked Feng Xuan weakly, the copper wall that she had built in her heart when she left Feng Xuan was about to be dissolved little by little by the tenderness of the amorous feelings. Fifteen years of time, fifteen years of love, even if you are an iron man, you will be melted.

"Li'er, promise me, give me your heart. I only love you in this life, for you I don't want this country, I don't want a qiē here, as long as I can hold your hand, it doesn't matter if I go away to the end of the world. Suddenly, Feng Qing pulled Chang Ruoli into his arms and hugged him tightly, his mouth was full of pain in a low begging tone.

From the day he saw her for the first time, his heart was not in him, as if she was his in his previous life, but in this life they were staggered.

Seeing that she was intimate with Feng Xuan, seeing that her smile was close at hand, he couldn't get close to her to love her. When he was still the crown prince, he had stood in the prince's mansion countless times, staring silently in the direction of the king's mansion. Imagined all her goodness.

Finally, when he inherited the throne, he saw the secret edict left by the ancestor of the Feng clan: all the descendants of the Feng clan must be dominated by the royal family, and in order to ensure the stability of the country, the emperor has the right to deal with all matters related to the imperial family, and the other clansmen must be absolutely obedient, otherwise they will be treated as treason. He used this secret edict to force Feng Xuan to give up Chang Ruoli. But after all these years. He still didn't get his heart.

What if she can't get it, as long as she doesn't leave him, as long as she can see her every day in this palace. He is also down-to-earth in his heart. He believed that with his love for her, he would eventually melt her. What if one year doesn't work for two years, even if it's a hundred years?

Chang Ruoli suddenly pushed Feng Qing away, turned his head and walked towards the direction of Qingli Palace in a bit of a panic.

Feng Qing behind him, looking at Chang Ruoli's back, a touch of pain appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and left the Imperial Garden lonely.

Two days passed silently, and on this day, Yao Ling was ready to go to the palace to find Feng Qiao. When the carriage reached the intersection of East Main Street and the other three streets, it was blocked by a bustling crowd.

"What's going on up ahead?" Standing at the front of the car, she looked into the crowd and asked Liao Zeru, who was driving the carriage.

Before Liao Zeru could answer, she jumped lightly, and the whole person was scurrying around in the crowd like a little loach, and disappeared from Liao Zeru's field of vision in a blink of an eye.

"Go back, I'll go to the palace myself. After a while, Liao Zeru's small voice came from Yao Ling's ears.

Liao Zeru on the carriage shook his head helplessly, this little master likes places with a lot of people the most.

Yao Ling scurried around in the crowd, and because she had kung fu in her body, she effortlessly rushed to the center of the crowd.

A woman who looked about ten * years old in an emerald green maid dress knelt in the middle of the cross street with a big word "hate" in her hand. A look of grief and indignation.

People looked at her curiously, pointing, and whispering in their mouths.

Yao Ling pursed her lips and smiled. This little maid really knows how to pick the time, and this moment is the time for the hundred officials of the court to go down.

Sure enough, in less than a while, the street facing the palace was automatically awayed by the crowd, and the official sedan chair swayed towards it.

The leader is the small sedan chair of the prime minister.

"My lord, someone stopped the sedan chair," the attendant who followed next to the sedan chair whispered to the prime minister in the sedan chair.

At this time, no one in the crowd spoke, and they all looked at the prime minister's official sedan chair and listened carefully to the movement in the sedan chair with their ears pricked up.

A majestic and cold voice came from the sedan chair: "Get off the sedan chair." ”

The other official sedan chairs behind the prime minister also stopped.

In a moment, the slender Prime Minister stepped out of the sedan chair.

A pair of shrewd, sophisticated, sleek and sophisticated old eyes stared directly at the maid kneeling on the ground, and asked for a long time. "What do you hate?"

"I hate that I am a slave, I hate that I am a slave and a maid and a slave and maid who will die at all times. The maid fell to her knees. The face is like the water of an autumn lake, cold and quiet.

"Whose slave are you?" asked the prime minister in a gloomy voice.

"The slave is the slave of the royal prince's mansion"

"That is, the slaves and maids of the prince's mansion. If you have something to do, you should look for the prince, why are you kneeling here? If you have a grievance, you can go to the government and the government will make decisions for you. "Don't wait for the maid to finish speaking. The prime minister with a cold face spoke.

"No one dares to accept the slave's grievances," said the maid with sorrow and indignation on her face.

When the prime minister heard the maid say this, two sharp lights shot out of his fierce little eyes, and in a moment he withdrew the light like a knife and said to the maid in a deep voice: "In this case, take the paper and go to the palace with me." Then he was going to get into the sedan chair.

"My lord, my grievances can only be managed by today's saints, and if I go to the government with you, the slave and maid will also die. "On the silent street, the maid's voice was cold and resolute.

The prime minister's leg as he was about to get into the sedan chair paused. After thinking for a moment, he turned his head and said, "Since the emperor dares to take care of it, then I will take you to see the emperor," and then he raised his legs and got into the sedan chair.

I saw that the maid stood up, turned to the surrounding crowd and said loudly: "The slave maid is the maid of the prince's mansion, just because the prince is cold and impermanent, and when he is in a bad mood, he will abuse and kill the maid in the mansion at will. Therefore, today I risked my life to escape from the prince's mansion, just to seek justice for those sisters who died unjustly, and now I want to follow the prime minister into the palace, I ask you neighbors to be a witness, since I dare to kneel here, I have the heart of death, as long as the emperor can deal with this matter impartially, I am not sorry to die. "No one knows what the face of the prime minister in the sedan chair is at this time. I just heard a low shout from inside: "Enter the palace"

People watched the maid turn around and head towards the palace behind the prime minister's palanquin, and the people on the street suddenly boiled, "How can the prince kill people at will?"

"If you kill people at will now, and become the emperor in the future, what guarantee will there be for the lives of our people. ”

"Let's go, let's follow her and see if the prime minister has brought her to the palace. People followed the Prime Minister's official sedan chair and headed towards the palace.

The other official sedan chairs quietly disappeared into the street. Not a single official came down to see the maid, and no small sedan chair followed the prime minister.

Fortunately, the old man's palanquin walked behind the prime minister. A whisper of joy came from Yaoling's ear.

Yaoling turned her head and suddenly looked at the sedan chair that had passed, and there were two clusters of fire burning in her eyes.

A bell was thrown out silently, and a puff of smoke erupted,

Immediately, there was a coughing voice and a stern old questioning voice in the sedan chair: "Get off the sedan chair, get off the sedan chair." cough cough cough, where did the smoke come from, it smoked the old man to death. The old man's eyes. (To be continued)