Chapter Ninety-Five: Jealousy
"Mother, why didn't you come with me back then? With my father's ability, he could have escaped from the imperial capital." Feng Zhao asked his mother. At this time, it was quiet in the dead of night, because he was afraid that the palace maids outside would hear the movement, so he scattered his skills to isolate the voices of the mother and son within two steps. The outside world can't hear the voices inside.
Chang Ruoli smiled bitterly and said lightly: "If your mother goes with you, not only will you not be able to escape, but it will also bring disaster to Yanlong, what Fengqing wants is me, as long as I am in the imperial capital, you and your father will be safe." ”
"Then why did Father succumb to Fengqing?" he had too many questions to ask in one go.
"I don't know, but I believe that if you can make your father submit, it must be because of me, I think I'm afraid that Feng Qing not only used my life to blackmail your father, I'm afraid there are deeper reasons, I don't know. ”
"Mother, do you know the Feng Clan's ancestral hall?" Feng Zhao asked softly after thinking for a moment.
"The Feng ancestral hall is in the northeast corner of the palace, and every year there is only one day before the New Year's Festival, and Feng Qing will go to worship. Chang Ruoli looked at Fengzhao, and there were some doubts in her eyes.
"Haven't you ever been to the ancestral hall with your father?" Feng Ze has been?" he asked again, the ancestral hall is a place to worship the ancestors, and only the male children of the family can go there.
"I have never been to the ancestral hall with your father, I have heard your father say that the Feng family has a family motto, and only the prince who is crowned can go with him, and the female dependents can enter except for the queen mother, and the rest are not allowed to enter. And Feng Ze has not been to the crown so he has not been there, what do you ask the Feng Clan Ancestral Hall to do?" Chang Ruoli couldn't help the doubt in her heart and asked Feng Zhao.
Feng Zhao pondered whether to tell his mother about the mysterious man, who in his heart had already decided that he must be his father.
Chang Ruoli's pair of watery pupils looked at her contemplative son in front of her, and suddenly she seemed to remember something, and there was suddenly nervousness and excitement in her calm eyes: "Zhao'er, could it be your father and him" His eyes crossed the eager anticipation.
Looking at her excited mother, Feng Zhao nodded heavily and said, "Yaoling has been there before, and she said that she was there, and she saw a person who looked very similar to me with a jade pendant from the Xuanwang Mansion on his waist. I suspect that man is my father. Letting go of the hand holding Fengzhao, Chang Ruoli looked at Fengzhao in a daze, and after a while, she quietly sat back in her chair thinking about something. After a long time, he seemed to remember something and asked Fengzhao gently: "Why did Yaoling go anywhere?"
After seeing her mother, Fengzhao told her mother about Yaoling being brought to the imperial capital by Mr. Ghost, and told her about Yaoling's conversation with the man. Tears slowly spread to Chang Ruoli's beautiful eyes, "It's your father, it must be your father." She said in a low voice.
"Mr. Ghost, you said that Yao Ling is Mr. Ghost's apprentice. At the end she asked again, with some incredulity in her eyes.
"Yes, after my legs couldn't walk, I took the jade pendant left for me by my father and found Mr. Ghost Spirit to go to the Qilin Valley to treat me. ”
A ray of meteor light crossed the bottom of Chang Ruoli's eyes, and it was fleeting.
Feng Zhao still had a lot to say to his mother, he looked out the window at the sky, it was already the darkest moment before dawn, and he knew that he couldn't stay any longer.
"Mother, I'm leaving," he knelt on one leg in front of Chang Ruoli. There was a deep reluctance in a pair of handsome eyes, his mother was still his mother after all, and he suddenly felt unprecedented relief at this time.
"Zhao'er," stretched out Ruyu's hand and stroked Fengzhao's forehead, and Chang Ruoli's eyes were also full of reluctance.
"Mother, I will come to see you often. At this time, although he still had a lot of doubts in his heart, the estrangement in his mother's heart had disappeared without a trace.
Before going out, he seemed to remember something, turned around and walked to Chang Ruoli's side, looked at her deeply, and said in a low but very firm manner: "Mother, wait, I will definitely save you and my father." With that, he turned and strode out of the temple gate, disappearing into the endless darkness.
Looking at Chang Ruoli, who was shining on the back of the wind, Yu showed a relieved smile in her teary eyes, "Why, after fifteen years, we can finally leave here for a reunion." He said silently in his heart.
As the New Year's Festival approaches, the city of Dijing is in a state of bustle, with people cleaning their houses and merchants seizing the last business opportunity to sell items related to the New Year's Festival.
On the day of Laba, the palace sent someone to call Fengzhao and Yaoling into the palace for a banquet, and Fengzhao, who opened the knot in his heart, wanted to enter the palace to see his mother.
Since entering the palace that night, Yaoling obviously felt that Fengzhao's mood was much more cheerful, which made her extremely happy, and she wore the cigarette gauze skirt that Fengzhao bought for her. Putting the colorful brocade in the brocade bag around her waist, she turned around on the ground and looked at the beautiful and fresh woman in the mirror very proudly. Suddenly, Fengzhao's handsome face appeared in the mirror, and her face was slightly red. "It's also a talented woman. Feng looked at the two in the mirror and teased.
The little face flushed slightly, and suddenly remembered something, Yaoling turned to look at Feng Zhao and asked, "You say that I am beautiful, or that Miss Qin is beautiful." ”
"Well, it's really hard to say" Feng Zhao deliberately supported him, pretending to be embarrassed.
"You" She was a little angry, that Miss Qin, for some reason, she always felt a little threatened in her heart, she always felt that Miss Qin would rob him of his little wind, she never cared about those wealthy daughters before she saw Miss Qin. "She looks at you so intently. She whispered.
Looking at Yaoling's expression at the moment, Feng Zhao had a sweet and sour feeling in his heart. "It's rare that this heartless girl has noticed herself in her heart. He thought to himself. In addition to helping Fengzhao do things, Yaoling rarely takes the initiative to reveal her thoughts in front of Fengzhao, which often makes Fengzhao have an inexplicable irritability, he sometimes really suspects that Yaoling does not have him in his heart, although she is coquettish and close in front of him, but those actions are what she has shown in front of him since she was a child, like a child's intimate behavior around her parents, thinking that Yaoling has grown up by his side since he was a child, and he is always worried that Yaoling just treats him as a father or a brother, so he always wants to ask Yaoling, but he doesn't know where to ask, this feeling always torments him, today I didn't expect Yaoling to show vinegar because of that Miss Qin, which really made him very happy.
"Well, that Miss Qin is indeed rare and beautiful. He looked at Yaoling's face as he spoke, "Yueming and I met her in Huitianxia three years ago, but I didn't expect her to have a really good memory, and she has always remembered my appearance." Yaoling's pretty face tightened more and more, and the smile in Fengzhao's eyes became stronger and stronger, "She seems to have something to say every time she sees me, Ling'er, what do you want to say?" His handsome eyes stared at Yaoling's slightly lowered pretty face.
Biting her lower lip, Yaoling couldn't say the anger in her heart, she wanted to raise her head and look at Fengzhao, but she didn't dare, for fear that he would see her decadence, that Miss Qin was really beautiful, last time at the Chrysanthemum Exhibition, she saw that Miss Qin's eyes looking at Fengzhao, and she took the initiative to talk to Yueming, which made her feel uncomfortable, Xu is the reason why she has been with Fengzhao since she was a child, she always regards Fengzhao as her own person, but this Miss Qin never hides her thoughts about Fengzhao, and a pair of phoenix eyes always stare at her little wind.
"Well, if she dares to approach you, I'll let her" The latter words she didn't say were interrupted by Fengzhao:
"Is it better for her to live than to die?" Feng Zhao continued playfully: "It's rare for a beautiful woman to like me, and you still want to make people's lives worse than death, you say" A white finger suddenly dragged Yaoling's delicate chin, and his whole face approached Yaoling's shy and angry face and then said in a low voice: "Why are you so ruthless." ”
Forced to raise her beautiful bright eyes to look at the handsome man in front of her, Yaoling found a touch of ridicule and banter at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his face became red, and he wanted to break his head out of his fingers, but the power of that finger was enough to control her whole body, thinking that she opened her mouth and scolded Fengzhao, but she only opened her mouth slightly and did not scold
"Why, I'm still not convinced, heh, I'm jealous, I didn't expect that my little Yaoling is also a very little woman. His breath was on her face, blowing her hair and caressing it on her delicate face. It made her heart itch with it.
The heart fluttered and jumped, her eyes flickered and wanted to dodge, and she was a little shy and angry, she was faintly afraid and a little inexplicably excited in her heart, she didn't know that her mental activity at the moment had greatly enriched her facial expression, like a coquettish and shy face, such an expression was very powerful to Junyi's proud wind light, and he felt an inexplicable fire in his heart rushing up, and suddenly it burned the entire heart.
"You" Yaoling opened her big eyes wide, staring at the handsome face that was getting closer and closer to her, although she said that she was his future princess, but she still couldn't help the shyness in her heart and wanted to refuse.
Before the words were spoken, her lips were blocked by a touch of heat, followed by a wave of heat that instantly surrounded her tightly, a pair of powerful arms surrounded her tightly, and the heart that originally wanted to struggle suddenly softened in the heat, her mind was blank, and she was not breaking free even though her lips were sticking to her red lips.
Xu was so breathless by the kiss that she couldn't help but mutter, but in exchange for a more violent kiss from the wind and light.
I don't know how long it took, and there was a light voice from the blue grass outside the door: "Young master, the time has come." ”
Fengzhao left the soft and sweet red lips with some reluctance, and looked at Yao Ling with a wolf face in her arms with a pair of eyes containing flames, Yao Ling was a little at a loss but also a little happy at this moment, she suddenly covered her face with her hands and didn't say a word.
Picking up the mahogany comb on the table, he combed her messy hair gently and gently, and finally helped her pin the white magnolia hairpin.
Stretching out Ruyu's hand, he gently took away the hand that covered her face, lowered his head, looked at Yaoling, who didn't dare to raise his eyes, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Shy, if I'm not mistaken, you will be in time after the New Year." ”
"You're bullying," the voice was as small as a mosquito buzzing.
Gently put his arm around her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "You know, I've been waiting for this day since you were more than a year old." It's finally time to wait. After that, a long sigh contained vicissitudes and joy.
Yaoling was slightly stunned in her heart, she raised her eyes, looked at Fengzhao fixedly, a trace of heartache crossed her eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out her arms around Fengzhao's waist and bury the whole person in his arms. She didn't want his little wind to suffer a little for her.