The sound of the flute suddenly changed from high to low, and then it was cone into Yaoling's ear again, and Yaoling's heart suddenly ached.

"Closed his ears. There was a whisper of wind in her ears, followed by the dark green figure fluttering, the window was opened in an instant, and then closed again, and when Yaoling closed her ears, she was left alone in the room.

Slowly sat up, looked at her disheveled self, and suddenly she hugged her head and buried her head in her knees, and pulled the quilt on the side to wrap herself in.

On the South Gate Square, a white figure stands in the lonely moonlit night, with the agility of the fingertips, the white jade flute blowing horizontally on the lips exudes high, low, fast and slow music, the music seems to have the waves of the sea accompanied by lightning and thunder from time to time to sweep the reef on the shore, stirring up thousands of waves.

The white clothes also danced with the music of the music.

At this time, a figure floated from the city wall, and before the figure arrived, a budding peach blossom bone flower spread out from his hand, and the flower rushed towards the white figure with great strength.

In the moonlight, the flute sound quickly condensed a cold ice cube to meet the flying flower bones. When they met, the ice cube suddenly cracked, turning into as many water droplets as the peach blossom buds, and the crystal cold water droplets and the pink peach blossom bones met in the moonlit night, and instantly condensed into crystal clear pink ice flower bones, and then snapped down.

At this moment, Fengzhao was already standing in front of the moonlight, and the flute fell. You glared at me, I glared at you, and no one spoke.

At this time, Feng Zhao was amused and angry in his heart, it was the first time he saw this cousin who had been expressionless since he was a child so angry, and then he saw Yueming's handsome face full of anger, although it was dark night, he could still feel his body trembling a little.

It seems to be angry.

Holding back a smile, he pretended to be angry, "What do you want?"

Slowly put down the white jade flute, Yue Mingqiang put away the anger and pain in his heart, he didn't see Yaoling return home when it was dark today, and he felt a little inexplicably irritable in his heart. He went out and walked down the street to the palace. Halfway through the road, he met Yaoling's carriage, and after asking the coachman, he learned that Yaoling had gone to the official office at the South City Gate, so he walked towards the South City Gate again, because he was the Prince of Yanlong and did not serve in the army, so he could not enter the official office. So he listened to the sound.

The more I listened, the darker my face became. I couldn't help but feel the anger in my heart. So he picked up the white jade flute and interrupted the good things of Fengzhao and Yaoling.

"Don't forget my agreement with you, you can't touch her before three years come. ”

Yueming's voice was exceptionally cold and cold.

Feng Zhao's heart was really annoyed.

"Three years just gave me a deadline to fulfill my wish. But now I don't want to wait another three years, I decided to marry Yaoling at the end of this year, I have already told Yaoling my agreement with you, and allow her to choose carefully between you and me, but I think Yaoling has already made a decision, that is, she must marry me, and no one can change this. Feng Zhao said domineeringly.

The tearing pain spread all over his body along Yueming's heart, and he couldn't let his body shake, and he said slowly:

"Don't you think that Yaoling's love for you is like the selflessness and generosity of a mother who loves her child and her sister loves her brother? You don't realize that she just treats herself as a sacrifice in front of you, and lets you do it, just because her life is given by you. Has she ever shown the slightest weakness, the slightest girl's unreasonableness, the slightest demand? And the reason why she loves you so much is that she can't bear to hurt you again, no matter how lonely you are, she just wants to warm you and protect you with her own heart. She ignores your strength, your abilities, and is full of the lonely and hurt appearance of your childhood. All her thoughts are on avenging you, trying to fulfill your wishes, but do you know what she thinks and what she likes? She is centered on you, trapping herself in your circle, deliberately ignoring the true thoughts of her own heart. You can marry her at the end of the year, but one day she finds that the life she wants is not the same as the life you want, can you imagine how deep the pain will be in her heart at that time?"

Under the moonlight, the wind was stunned, and Yueming's words pierced his heart like iron nails, making it difficult for him to pull it out.

No, this is impossible, it's not what Yue Ming said, how could Yao Ling be so affectionate to her? But what Yue Ming said seems to have some truth.

"The reason why I made a three-year agreement with you is to buy a time for Yaoling to see her heart clearly. And you will break the covenant. I know I won't be able to win against you at this moment, but don't you think about Yaoling at all?"

Yueming's shallow voice was a little hoarse, which showed his sad Cheng dù.

"No, it's not what you said, my Yaoling is mine after all, no one can snatch her away from me, I depend on her for my life, eleven years of getting along day and night, eleven years of ear and temples grinding, how can you break it apart with a few words?"

A faint sad wry smile slipped out of the corner of Yueming's mouth.

"I still remember that under the kapok tree, you were lying on the rocking chair and pretending to sleep, and the four-year-old Yaoling staggered out of the house with a brocade blanket in her hand, and I saw her covering you with a brocade blanket and kissing between your eyes. Then I knew that she loved you as a mother loved her own child, and that was the motherly love that she carried in her nature as a woman. ”

"Impossible!" the cold words swept through the moonlight with the depression before the storm.

Yueming hurriedly carried it.

The slightest anger spread from the depths of his heart, gathering more and more, and finally condensed into a rolling and burning flame, in the night wind, Feng Zhao slowly raised his hand, a rotating burning red flame balloon as big as the mouth of a bowl, slowly swirled and rose up at his fingertips, because of anger, his scattered hair spread out, and the wide brocade robe was also opened, and the whole person was with supreme domineering and noble coldness.

Yueming looked at the ball, and a cold chill condensed on Qingjun's face. Slowly picked up the white jade flute and put it horizontally to his lips.

The air around me seemed to have stopped, and the night birds could not fly, nor could the night breeze blow.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell" Suddenly a bell rang, and a delicate figure flew gracefully from the distant city wall. The snow silkworm brocade under the feet is like a gently fluttering cloud in the moonlit night, and it flutters softly under the moonlit night.

"Are you two going to fight? That's me. Looking at the flame balloon scattered in the palm of Fengzhao's hand and the white jade flute hanging between the sleeves of the moon, she asked crisply.

Feng Zhao Yueming looked at him stunned at the same time, and after a while, Feng Zhao asked: "Which one are you going to fight?" After speaking, he glanced at Yueming, but Yueming also looked at him at this moment.

"I'll hit you both. "The sound is crisp and crisp.

Feng Zhao choked for a moment. Yueming also frowned. A speechless and depressed look.

"Xiaofeng, do you know that the mother concubine actually knows the ghost grandfather. Sitting in the carriage, Yaoling snuggled lightly beside Fengzhao and said to Fengzhao, who frowned absent-mindedly.

Because of the arrival of Yao Ling. Fengzhao and the moon are temporarily putting aside the heart of fighting. Yueming used light skills to go back to the Xuan Palace. And Feng Zhao took a carriage to send Yaoling back to King Xuan's mansion. Feng Zhao, who was sitting in the carriage, was still thinking about Yueming's words, but his ears did not pull down every word that Yao Ling said.

"What did you say?" he rolled his eyes to Yaoling, and Yaoling's words pulled his thoughts back. And it was very surprising to him.

"Maybe it's the reason why Feng Qiao is getting married, my mother has been in a very bad mood these days, but she didn't tell me, but she just told me something about Feng Qiao and Feng Ze's mother for some reason. Yaoling told Feng Zhao in a low and shallow way about the nostalgia of the jade pendant and the treatment of Mr. Ghost Ling to Feng Qiao, and she didn't notice that as she narrated, Feng Zhao's jade hand on her lap gradually held the robe.

There was lightning and thunder in my mind, and there was a key event that I couldn't touch but fluttered, which seemed to be related to Feng Ze and Feng Qiao.

Seven months premature, how could it be, the mother told herself, and the day after she left the imperial capital, she went into the palace to look for her father, only to find out that she was pregnant, and had to promise to marry Fengqing for the child in her womb, how could she be born prematurely? and it was seven months.

Jade pendant, wind ingenuity.

In the news sent by them, it was said that because of the mother's childbirth, Yu Pei, who was already a concubine, had fetal gas, which caused Feng Ze to be born prematurely and Yu Pei died, but why did the mother say that Feng Qiao was born prematurely.

"Seeing Feng Qiao in a trance, it seems to have seen the appearance of a jade pendant. The words that Yaoling said came to mind, which was the emotion of her mother when she told Yaoling when she saw Fengqiao.

"Ze'er is the most like the prince, especially his smile is always so warm and soft. ”

"In this life, if there is someone I am sorry for, it is her"

Yu Pei, what kind of sacrifice did she make for her mother, so that her mother felt sorry. Feng Zhao's mind was like a mess of thoughts, but he didn't know where to start.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace without paying attention to anything, he found Yao Ling sleeping in his arms, and couldn't help but let go of those chaotic things, and picked up the sleeping Yao Ling in his arms lovingly, and the moonlight shone dimly on Yao Ling's delicate face through the car window, with unreal beauty.

Suddenly, he decided not to think about those words about Yueming anymore, as long as his Yaoling stayed by his side, he would love her and protect her, as for what kind of love she had for him, he didn't want to investigate and didn't want to figure it out, at least now his Yaoling was full of him.

Putting Yao Ling on the bed, he got up and walked out of the door, and in the moonlight outside the house, he saw Yueming, dressed in white, standing quietly under the peach tree, looking up at the moon like a beautiful eyebrow on the endless sky.

He quietly crossed paths with him.

And Yueming did not withdraw his eyes from looking at the moon.

Feng Zhao went out of the door, got into the carriage, and went to the government office.

Inside the car, he closed his eyes slightly, thinking about what his mother said to Yaoling. What did Mother want to tell herself?

Feng Qiao is like a jade pendant, Feng Ze is like a father, Feng Qiao was born prematurely, but the record in the palace is that Feng Ze was born prematurely, and suddenly he opened his eyes, and a meteor light instantly crossed his eyes. (To be continued......)