Feng Qing snorted with her nose.

"Give up the position of Prince Yanlong. Do you know who you're talking to?" The tone was majestic and cold, and Fang Yueming's words were obviously said to him.

"The subordinates know that the subordinates have no intention of offending the emperor. The vassals just want to tell the emperor and the vassals, the biggest wish in this life is to bring the people he loves to live a life of idle clouds and wild cranes. "The moon is still the same cold and indifferent, as if the sky will fall and will not be moved.

A sentence was like a stone hitting the surface of a calm lake, and it shook a wave in Fengqing's heart, and this sentence himself once said that for the woman who was thinking about him, as long as she was willing, he was willing to give up the world for him, but even so did not return the woman's love for him.

Feng Zhao next to him was also stunned in his heart, he had never thought about the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.

He has always had a huge dream in his heart, and that dream has a big dragon, a thistle country, and a desert dragon going north.

He wanted his hand to reach to the country of Ji, or to the three small countries south of the Yangtze River, and even to the Molong in the north, where he could find it. He wants the whole world to be in his hands.

It turned out that this dream only appeared vaguely in his heart, but now it is becoming clearer and clearer, and it is also more and more seductive to him. Listening to Yueming's wish, it really surprised him.

Feng Qing coldly looked at Yueming, who looked calm and cold in front of him, and suddenly had a feeling of helplessness. For a person who has a strong attachment to love, even if the sky falls, it cannot change his original intention.

"That's it", secretly sighed, the fate of a country's princess is to be based on the country.

Thinking of Yueming's age, Yanlong should have married the two crown princesses a long time ago, but until now, the monarch of Yanlong has not sent anyone to the imperial capital to mention the marriage. It is conceivable that Chang Ruojin must have no way to take this prince's son.

His eyes swept over the moonlit face. He walked forward with both hands on his shoulders.

After a long time, he spoke again: "In two days, the prince of Molong Kingdom will come to the imperial capital to mention the marriage, and the two of you will wait for the marriage of Dalong and Molong before preparing to go to the border pass." Once the marriage is successful, the war against the country of Ji will have an extra chance of victory. ”

As he spoke, he stopped again. A pair of deep eyes looked at Fengzhao's face, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes. "Will you take your future princess with you this time to the border?"

Feng Zhao didn't know how to answer for a while, so he took Yao Ling with him, if Ji Rujin knew about it, he wouldn't be able to fight at ease at the border.

Seeing his contemplative look, Feng Qing said with some mockery: "I think it's better for you to leave her in the imperial capital, so as not to disturb you when you go to the border pass, and let that thistle Rujin take advantage of the loophole." Hearing this, Feng Zhao's face suddenly turned black.

Not long after the two entered the palace. Feng Ze brought Feng Qiao to visit Yaoling.

I haven't seen each other for two months, and Feng Qiao seems to be a lot safer.

Seeing Yaoling, she no longer pestered her to ask about Yueming. There is a faint touch of depth and atmosphere in the bottom of the eyes, and only occasionally there will be a wisp of melancholy from the beautiful eyes, but it is fleeting.

Yaoling took out all the good things brought from Jiang Liyanlong and let Fengqiao pick them out by himself.

Feng Qiao just took some delicate and small handicraft objects and exquisite and complicated decorations unique to Jiang Li. These little folk things, Jiang Li, Yanlong, and Xiwu will not be placed in the tribute items, so she is still very rare.

"Sister. Will you miss me if I leave?" asked the cold Feng Qiao, Yao Ling was shocked, and looked at Feng Qiao with a pair of beautiful big eyes, wanting to see some clues from her face. But at this time, Feng Qiao no longer wrote all the feelings on his face like before, and nothing came out of it after watching it for a long time.

"The prince of the Molong Kingdom is about to arrive in the imperial capital. Feng Qiao looked at the trinket in his hand. As he spoke, a touch of melancholy and sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Prince Molong?" said Yao Ling's face was a little surprised.

"What is the Molong Prince here for?" she asked, looking at Feng Qiao's somewhat empty eyes.

"My father didn't sue me. But I heard that the prince of Molong had come to ask for the marriage between the two countries to maintain peace in the future. There was a helplessness and sadness in the gentle and shallow words.

Yaoling grabbed Feng Qiao's hand, "Feng Qiao, you..."

A tear slipped out of Feng Qiao's eyes and rolled down silently.

"Sister, how many of us princesses can follow Cousin Ning everywhere as you like. Didn't Cousin Ning's queen mother also marry for the peace of Dalong and Yanlong?"

Yaoling was a little speechless, but she still comforted Feng Qiao: "Feng Qiao." You are the only princess of Dalong, and the concubine and the emperor will never marry you so far away. "Anyone who has been to Molong will say that there is a desert that covers the sky when the wind blows. Even a clear day can turn black in an instant. There were herds of cattle and sheep, and girls grazing. The Mosaurians are rugged and unrestrained, and have no houses to live on horseback or camel back. The heavens and the earth there are empty and desolate.

Yao Ling had imagined the scenery of the Molong countless times. Living in the south of the Yangtze River, she can't imagine what the desert looks like. She had carefully observed the sand in the hourglass, the grains were crystal yellow and flowed silently. But she couldn't think of what the sand looked like in the sky, but she learned from Mr. Ghost's mouth that the most beautiful thing in the desert was the sunset, and she could experience the tragedy and desolation of death in the sunset of the desert. So she couldn't understand what that kind of beauty should be.

At this moment, she couldn't even imagine the delicate Fengqiao marrying Molong in Molong's costume.

"Sister, have you ever met Brother Ming's sweetheart? I really want to know what kind of woman Brother Ming likes?" Feng Qiao looked at Yaoling, and his eyes were deeply hurt.

Yaoling's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly flashed her big beautiful eyes, avoiding Feng Qiao's inquiring eyes.

"I've never seen it. She said as if nothing had happened.

"Don't think about it, that cold-headed and cold-faced Chang Yueming is really boring. And in the future, he will marry two queens, and don't talk about other concubines. She seemed to be relieved by Feng Qiao. But my heart was weak for a while.

"However, as long as Brother Ming is willing, I am willing to be a girl by his side, but he never even gave me this opportunity. Another tear rolled silently.

Yaoling was suddenly stunned. She didn't expect that Feng Qiao Ai Yueming would come to this point.

She didn't want to talk about it with Feng Qiao anymore, which would make her feel depressed.

"Feng Qiao, do you know how to ride a horse?" changed the subject. Asked Feng Qiao.

Feng Qiao was stunned for a moment, "I don't know how to ride." A pair of clear eyes looked at Yaoling with questions.

Take Feng Qiao's hand. Yaoling gave her a bright smile, "I'll take you on horseback." After that, he couldn't help but refuse and went out.

When she came to the palace stable, she took the reddish-brown horse that Feng Qing gave her, and said to the attendant who managed the stable: "Choose the most docile horse for the third princess." ”

The attendant was busy taking out a very docile-looking horse with pure white coat and handing it to Yao Ling.

Yaoling handed the reins to Feng Qiao, who was a little timid.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, there is me. Yao Ling chuckled. As soon as he got on the white horse, he stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Qiao up. Teach how to grab the reins of the horse and how to step on the stirrup. Wait for Feng Qiao to grasp it. With a slight leap, she flashed from her graceful horse to her own high-spirited horse.

In order to adapt to Feng Qiao, Yao Ling took Feng Qiao back and forth in the courtyard of King Xuan's Mansion for a few circles, and the horses ate the grass specially planted in the courtyard while walking. Feng Qiao was a little scared at first. But when I walked around, I found that the horse I was riding was really docile and slow, so I gradually became bolder. She giggled.

Wu Yu and Feng Ze, who were in the side yard, both heard the laughter from the front yard, Feng Ze listened carefully for a while, and asked a maid next to him: "What are you doing in the front yard?"

The little maid hurriedly replied, "It was the princess who taught the third princess to ride a horse." ”

There was a hint of heaviness on Feng Ze's gentle face.

Wu Yu saw Feng Ze's expression. I thought he was worried about Feng Qiao, so he whispered to Feng Ze: "With Yao Ling here, the second prince doesn't have to worry about the third princess." ”

"I'm not here for that. Feng Ze also said softly.

The whole dynasty already knew about the marriage of Prince Molong, and his mother was worried about this matter every day. Thinking of such a sister, I am afraid that I can't stay in front of me, and I feel a little reluctant and sad in my heart. But he is a person who buries all feelings in his heart, and judging from his face, he is always so plain and gentle, not slow.

I'm not very scared to see Feng Qiao. Yao Ling took Feng Qiao and rode out of the house on a horse.

Today coincides with the Imperial Capital Market, and the city is full of people. Two young women dressed brightly dressed on horses attracted the attention of many people.

Feng Qiao was a little embarrassed. She grew up in the palace and received strict etiquette teachings, and she had never been so grandly riding on horseback to go shopping in front of everyone.

And Yaoling has been pampered by the wind since she was a child, and after the age of five, she was favored by Mr. Ghost and Mrs. Jinling, who ignore the conventions of the world, and do whatever she wants, so she rides on the horse very proudly, looking left and right to see the bells on her body. There was a whisper in the crowd, "Look at the bell on that woman's body, isn't it the varied little magic bell rumored in the rivers and lakes?"

So someone replied: "You don't know, the little magic bell originally lived in the palace of King Xuan in the imperial capital, and she came with the prince of Ningjun in Yanlong, and she is still Princess Rongyu of Jiang Li." Immediately, there was a sound in the crowd that understood.

When Feng Qiao heard this, he asked Yaoling: "Sister, are you the little magic bell they are talking about?" I heard that the people in the palace also said that your kung fu is very good, and you saved your father and mother at the chrysanthemum exhibition. ”

Yao Ling smiled and whispered, "Do you want to see how powerful the bell of the Variety Little Magic Bell is?"

Feng Qiao nodded hurriedly.

"Then you go out of the city with me, and I'll show you what the Variety Little Magic Bell is. With that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and patted the horse, and the horse immediately raised his hooves and ran, and he hurriedly grasped the reins of the horse. Don't dare to say another word. Yaoling pursed her lips and smiled, and also pinched the horse's belly, and the horse immediately ran away. (To be continued)