When I returned to the palace, the sky had already begun to drift with scattered snowflakes, and the sound of chickens crowing could be heard from nowhere.

The wind stepped silently into his abode.

Came to the bedside and looked at the woman who was slightly frowning and asleep. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and although the smile was a little sad, it was also a little stable.

Only this woman's heart is full of his shadow, and she will always keep watch for him for a long night, expelling the loneliness in the depths of her heart for him.

Slowly stretched out Ruyu's fingers and gently brushed her delicate and smooth cheeks, her eyes full of love.

Yaoling, who was asleep, didn't know that Fengzhao was looking at her with eyes full of love at this moment.

Today is the day of the Feng clan's ancestors, and she should know that Fengzhao must go. Therefore, she waited for Fengzhao in Fengzhao's house like last year, and knew that this day every year in the future would be a pain in Fengzhao's heart. She didn't want to be sad or leave him alone, she could only choose to wait here quietly for his return.

I opened my sleepy eyes in a daze, and when I saw that it was the wind, I sat up suddenly.

The sleepiness in his eyes was swept away, and a pair of black-shelled eyes were firmly fixed on Fengzhao's perfect and handsome and deep face, so as to probe the sorrow in his heart. When he saw Fengzhao's calm and gentle expression, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Zhao raised his hand and rubbed her unkempt hair, showing a gentle smile at her. Without waiting for her to ask, he pulled her into his arms again, hugged her tightly, but did not say a word.

Yaoling quietly and obediently let the wind shine on herself. At this moment, she could hear the loneliness and sadness in his heart. I can also hear the lofty ambition surging in his heart.

The cold wind howled outside, the lights inside the house were dim and quiet, and time seemed to stand still in this moment.

After a long time, Feng Zhao only said softly: "Accompany me tonight." ”

Yaoling in her arms was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she was pressed on the brocade couch by Fengzhao, followed by a big hand pulling the brocade quilt on the side, Yaoling wanted to struggle, but Fengzhao didn't give her the slightest room to move, so she had to nest in Fengzhao's generous and warm arms. A moment later she heard the sound of his breathing as he slept soundly. There was a slight pain in his heart, and he drilled into his arms again, as if that would help him expel the loneliness and sadness in his heart.

Before dawn, someone in the palace came to convey the emperor's will. The fate of the wind shines into the palace for the new year's sacrificial activities.

Feng Zhao half got up and looked at Yaoling, who was looking at him with wide eyes and wide eyes. I saw that her cheeks were red. There was a slight shame on her face, and she couldn't help grinning, and gently raised her hand and pinched the tip of her upturned nose. teased: "Ten years ago, I don't know who always cried and shouted to sleep with this king?"

Yaoling's face turned even redder and she sat up suddenly.

"Well, I wasn't sensible then. She said confidently.

"Oh, this king has forgotten, you are now past the age of peace, and you are the princess of this king's righteous name, should this king do something?"

Yaoling was stunned, but before she could react, the whole person was pressed down on the brocade couch again, and before she could open her mouth to justify, her soft red lips were blocked by a pair of hot mouths.

"Uh-huh. She wanted to resist, but the most she could do was make such a sound.

"This king has some agreements that can't wait for three years, how about marrying you at the end of this year?" After a long time, Feng Zhao reluctantly slid his lips from Yaoling's delicate cheeks to her ears, panting lightly and saying in a low voice.

As he spoke, he kissed her on her beautiful little earlobe.

At this moment, Yaoling's face was already full of crimson, a pair of big eyes with curly eyelashes were slightly closed, and the expression on her face was shy and indescribably beautiful and seductive.

She didn't respond, in her heart she had already regarded herself as his person, and she would never abandon her for the rest of her life.

For a long time, Fengzhao raised his face with some reluctance, looked at Yaoling who was slightly closed under him, and lovingly stretched out his hand to smooth a strand of hair on her face for her, and then lowered his head and kissed her lightly at the corner of her lips.

Yaoling slowly opened her star-like eyes with long curled eyelashes, and gently looked at the wind above.

After the two stared at each other like this for a moment, Yao Ling smiled softly at the wind. "I'll wait for you to marry me. She said softly, with shame, but with indescribable firmness and persistence.

Feng Zhao nodded slightly, and then whispered in her ear: "I must have married you with the most beautiful wedding car." I also want to declare to the world that you are my only love in this life. With that, he got up and walked out of the door, his steps crisp and neat, without the slightest softness.

In the quiet room, only Yaoling was left lying quietly on the brocade couch, a pair of black jewel-like eyes looking at the back of the wind leaving, and there was a warm feeling in her heart.

"Little master, someone from Qingli Palace said that the concubine Niangniang asked you to talk to Miss Biao. Not long after the wind was gone, Lancao came to the house to report.

"Well, got it. ”

Even if the concubine didn't send someone here, she was going to enter the palace to salute Chang Ruoli, but she never thought that Niangniang was still thinking about Wu Yu.

It seems that Niangniang acquiesced to Wu Yu and Feng Ze's matter.

When he got into the carriage, his uncle Wu Yu followed Wu Yu to the carriage and looked at Yaoling, as if he had something to say.

"Uncle, don't worry, I know that you don't want my sister to marry the royal family because of my mother. But how can you bear to separate your sister from the second prince? Yao Ling gently comforted her uncle Wu Xuan, who was full of melancholy.

Wu Ying sighed helplessly, "Yu'er doesn't understand the royal rules, besides, this is the palace of Dalong, unlike a small country like Jiang Li, after entering the palace, you still have to take care of it, don't let Yu'er do things that violate the etiquette of the palace." He could only say this to Yaoling.

The matter between his daughter and the second prince of Dalong is not something he can decide. After all, the other party is a descendant of the royal family, and women in this world do not have to be selected by the royal family before they can marry.

"Hmm. I know, uncle, you and my sister are my only relatives, and I will definitely protect your interests. I won't let my sister get hurt in the slightest. After comforting her worried uncle, Yaoling took Wu Yu's hand and got into the carriage.

On the square in front of the main hall of the Great Dragon Emperor, it was already full of military generals. When Feng Zhao walked past, everyone looked at him, but there was no doubt and surprise in their eyes when they looked at him.

Qin Yang and Qin Yuan also stood in the position of military generals and nodded to him. Under the guidance of the palace people, he stood next to Feng Ze, and Feng Ze, who was wearing a light blue crown robe, saluted him slightly. Still standing calmly.

"Shang Chao—" in a long-key chanting. All the people slowly and solemnly walked into the vast, tall and magnificent hall, and each stood in their respective positions silently waiting for the emperor's arrival.

Not long after, from the door on the side of the main hall, Feng Qing, who was wearing a red dragon robe embroidered on the bottom of the hall, walked in. With a solemn expression, he slowly walked up to the dragon seat. The eagle-eyed eyes swept over all the people of His Highness one by one. Finally, after a short pause on Fengzhao's body, he said: "Today is the beginning of the new year, and it is customary to worship heaven and earth. Due to the vacancy of the crown prince's position, today's sacrifice is temporarily presided over by the second prince Feng Ze, what are your opinions?"

Most of His Royal Highness's ministers looked at the crown prince and the prince Qin Anwen. But seeing that his eyes drooped slightly, he didn't react in the slightest.

So those people looked at the lean prime minister again, but they saw that his eyes were slightly drooping and he didn't react in the slightest, but the old marshal Wu who was standing in the front row seemed to have something to say, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the cold gaze from the dragon chair, and hurriedly lowered his head again, but the expression on his face was helpless.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Feng Qing threw off his sleeve robe and got up and walked off the dragon chair and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

Five miles east of the main hall is the altar of sacrifice to heaven and earth. In order to show the sincerity of the sacrifice to the heavens, according to the practice of previous years, all people, including the emperor, walked there.

At this time, a careful minister found a problem, in the march of the team is naturally divided into two teams by Wenchen generals, walking behind Feng Qing The first person in the Wenchen queue is Feng Ze, wearing a light blue crown robe, wearing a pure white warm brocade inlaid white mink collar cloak, noble and gentle. But that Yanlong's proton actually walked in the first position of the military general this year, still wearing a wide brocade robe with dark green and gold edges, and his temperament was even deeper and condensed.

Those ministers secretly speculated in their hearts, how did this Yanlong's proton get to this position?

The ministers who had good things asked each other with their eyes, and the other only shook their heads.

Feng Zhao followed behind Feng Qing expressionlessly, he walked very calmly, and there was a vague inviolable majesty and dignity around him.

Came to the altar, and waited for the master of ceremonies to chant loudly: "The sacrifice to the heavens begins-" After that, there was a palace man holding a delicate and elegant porcelain plate with a yellow scroll on it, bending down and respectfully handing it to Feng Ze, Feng Ze took it with both hands, opened it to the altar very respectfully, and read it out loud:

"Heaven and earth are clear, give me the great dragon thousands of miles of rivers and mountains industrious people, and the wind and rain for many years to ensure that my dragon is rich and prosperous, the dragon since the Feng clan created, the ancestors of the past generations do not cherish and love" Feng Ze's voice is elegant and square is resounding between the snow-capped heaven and earth.

Feng Qing faced the altar and stood silently, while Feng Zhao followed him and stood silently and solemnly.

The ministers behind him looked solemn and sacred, and the snowflakes were flying in the sky, and everything was silent.

After the ceremony was completed, Feng Qing led the courtiers to return to the direction of the palace, and at this time, there was no longer the dullness of the Yan sù when he came, and the ministers walked behind Feng Qing in twos and threes, chatting with the emperor about the plans and ideas for the new year.

Feng Ze and Feng Zhao walked silently, looking at each other, and then Feng Ze would show some elegant and gentle smiles to Feng Zhao, and every time he saw Feng Ze's smile, Feng Zhao's heart would be warmer.

"The mother concubine invited Princess Rongyu and Xiaoyu into the palace to celebrate the festival together, is my brother willing to go?" Feng Ze's voice was low and warm.

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, Feng Ze called him like this for the first time.

"Today's New Year's Day, I will go to pay a salute to my mother. Although the tone is low, it is also gentle and kind.

"I've seen the second prince and the county king. At this time, the two sons of the Qin Mansion, Qin Yuan and Qin Yang, came to the side.

With the emperor's permission, the two of them were allowed to live until February, when their mother died, and then return to the border. Because Yaoling's superb medical skills extended the life of Old Lady Qin for two months, they were able to accompany their mother for the last time. For this, the two are grateful. Moreover, Qin Yuan and Feng Zhao have a common affection to resist the enemy in Yongguan, and since then, they have not treated Feng Zhao as an outsider in their hearts, and Feng Zhao also values Qin Yuan's talent and conduct in his heart, and treats him as incomparable.

In just a moment, the four years of talking about speculation attracted the attention of all the courtiers.

Feng Qing, who was walking in the front, also looked back at the four of them, and there was a meteor-like brilliance in his deep and bottomless eyes.

"Your Majesty, the temperament of the second prince is becoming more and more calm. A minister on the side said flatteringly.

"Well, how does he compare to Yanlong Proton?" Feng Qing asked lightly.

"King Ningjun's temperament is good, but after all, his momentum from Yanlong is slightly poor. The official was busy and flattering.

"Oh, how do I look at it, Yanlong Proton has a little imperial domineering. Feng Qing said lightly. Fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the bluffed official.

And what Ze'er lacks is that domineering. A moment later, he added in a low and shallow voice.

At this moment, Qin Anwen on the side suddenly burst out with a sentence: "It is said that the nephew is like an uncle." The king of Yanlongning County is the nephew of His Majesty, and he should have the demeanor of the emperor. ”

It was not only the other ministers on the side who were stunned, but even Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he looked at Fengzhao again. After a while, he looked sideways at Qin Anwen and asked with some confusion, "Is he really like me?"

"Like, like. At this moment, the surrounding ministers all followed in harmony.

Feng Qing turned her head to look at the wind again. After a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The smile is deep and elusive.

"It's like that. This one he said very shallowly.

Just when the emperor and the courtiers went back, they were in the palace of King Ping. Feng He, who had been demoted to a commoner, stood in a pavilion in the Pingwang Mansion, looking at the snowflakes flying in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a deep sadness in his slightly sunken eyes.

After a long time, he turned abruptly and walked in the direction of the study.

"Hehe, the eldest son of the emperor, let's meet again. When he walked into the study, the man in black with the black cloak had been sitting for an unknown amount of time.

There was no expression on Feng He's gloomy face, "Say, what conditions do you have?" He asked coldly.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I never thought that the eldest son of the emperor would become so happy." It seems that the emperor of your country, His Majesty, has gone too far, and would rather let that Yanlong's proton participate in the heavenly sacrifice ceremony than let the emperor's eldest son participate. He sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense, you guys help me just to get benefits. Let's see if I can accept it. Feng He interrupted him coldly and said impatiently.

The man stared silently at the gloomy and irritated Wind River, and after a while, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Wind River.

Feng He stared at it, and after a while, he said slowly, "Is your appetite too big?"

"Hehe, the eldest son of the emperor," the visitor shouted in an accentuated tone.

"See clearly, only Yongguan and Kudukou are the territory of Dalong, and the rest of Jiangnan is the Three Kingdoms, which was originally a vassal state of the Ji Kingdom, and it is only because of that Chang Yueming and Chang Yue Ning that they took refuge in Dalong, for which our emperor Xi à was very angry, and vowed to destroy these three kingdoms, but it has nothing to do with returning to the country. There was not the slightest emotion in his cold, low, and hoarse voice.

Feng He looked at him quietly, and said for a long time: "In this way, all the border passes of the Great Dragon have fallen at the feet of the Ji Kingdom." ”

"Hehe, the eldest son of the emperor is too worried, my emperor said that as long as we support the eldest son of the emperor to be the emperor of the dragon, at that time, we can sign an agreement with the dragon to never invade, and the two countries will have friendly exchanges, so that the two countries will jointly divide the desert dragon into two, but the country of Ji can divide some of the land of the desert dragon, which can be regarded as an explanation to the emperor's eldest son, how about it?"

Anyway, his eyes of a gloomy owl hidden under his cloak shone with the triumph of a hunter catching his prey.

Feng He didn't speak, sat silently on the chair, quietly looking at the silk pane, there was no sadness and joy in his expression, but the silhouette had an indescribable loneliness.

I don't know how long it took, he slowly got up, took a pen on the pen stand, silently opened the ink cartridge, dipped it in ink, and the man in black hurriedly handed the contract in his hand to him, and Feng He drew his name along the way.

"The eldest son of the emperor had better put on your jade seal, so that the small one can deal with His Majesty the Emperor of our country. The person said coldly, looking arrogant and indifferent.

"Do you think you can take an inch of the dragon's land?" When the figure of the man disappeared into the secret door behind the mural, Feng He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, and at this moment there was a deep despair and sadness in his face. (To be continued......)