At noon three days before the New Year's Festival, the moonlit carriage rushed back. He came to bring Wu Yu this time, and said to Yaoling as always without expression: "Only your uncle can recognize your mother." For this, Yaoling thanked him very much. But because of this, it reminded her of the woman who passed by by mistake at the chrysanthemum show. In her heart, she decided that the woman was her mother. Helplessly, Fengzhao went to Huitianxia again.

"Have you heard about the woman in the painting that was given to you last time?" he asked.

"No, the people who scattered out to look for it searched the entire imperial capital, and they didn't see the woman in the painting. Limeng replied in a deep voice.

"Hmm," Fengzhao thought for a moment.

"Well, let's take our time. ”

Yueming entered the palace to meet Chang Ruoli on the second day after she came back, and she never thought that Feng Qing happened to be in Chang Ruoli's Qingli Palace. Looking at the moonlight with a cold and dusty temperament in white, Feng Qing said softly to Chang Ruoli: "It is worthy of being your nephew, and it is a little similar to you." ”

Yueming brought all kinds of specialties and high-grade brocade from Xiwu to Chang Ruoli from Yanlong, and told her aunt that these things were personally prepared by the Empress Dowager Qingshan, Chang Ruoli couldn't hold back the hurt in her heart, and a tear rolled down instantly.

Feng Qing glanced at Chang Ruoli deeply, and there was a wisp of pain in her eyes, but she didn't say anything. After waving his hand to signal Yueming to step back, he gently came to Chang Ruoli, raised his hand and thought that he was taking her shoulder into his arms, but Chang Ruoli walked away gently. Feng Qing finally put her hand down, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, "After so many years, I know you want Yanlong, and in the future, I will definitely take you back to Yanlong." He said in a deep voice to Chang Ruoli's back.

Chang Ruoli didn't respond, but stood silently facing the window for a long time.

Feng Qing stood silently, lifted his feet and walked slowly towards the door, the tall back had indescribable vicissitudes and loneliness at that moment, seeing his back through the window, Chang Ruoli's heart was faintly unbearable and painful. He lightly covered his chest and slowly sat down on the seat next to him.

The pain and wounds inflicted on this man cannot be healed.

"What's wrong with me, how can I be unbearable with him. She asked herself. Then he said silently in his heart: "Soon, Xuan, our Zhao'er is back, Ze'er Qiao'er has also grown up, and we are about to reunite." ”

On the day of the New Year's Day, crackling firecrackers were heard on the street from time to time, and Yaoling, who loved to join in the fun, fell into anxiety uncharacteristically. Feng Zhao didn't go out all day and kept writing calligraphy in the house, her heart was a little panicked, she knew that Feng Zhao would definitely go to the Feng Clan Ancestral Hall tonight according to Mr. Ghost's words. The calmer he was on the surface, the more turbulent the waves were hidden in his heart.

Yueming didn't know where she went.

"I want to go at night, too," Yaoling muttered as she stood in front of Fengzhao.

She really didn't feel at ease in her heart, in fact, she knew in her heart that Fengzhao's ability was much stronger than her, but she just didn't worry about him, as if he didn't follow him anymore, he would do something worrying like a child.

Feng Zhao's hand holding the pen paused slightly, as if thinking about something, and after a moment he put down the brush, came to Yaoling, and looked at her quietly for a while, and suddenly he brought a perfectly handsome face to Yaoling's pink face.

"Don't worry about me, why don't you work as well as mine. As he spoke, he stretched out the last little finger on his right hand and shook it in front of Yaoling's eyes.

"You're bullying again. Yaoling was a little angry and helpless, her kung fu was indeed far worse than his.

"Heh, tell me how I bullied you. Some teasing, some teasing, Yaoling's little face turned red.

Hurriedly turned around, twisted his face, and ignored the demagogic handsome face that came up.

One jade hand gently wrapped around her waist, and the other jade hand stroked her hair, and lowered his head to sniff the fragrance emanating from her hair bun.

"Don't worry about me, okay. He whispered in a low and shallow voice.

Yaoling's nose was a little pantothenic, and she knew how much Fengzhao wanted to see his father at this time.

"You took me with you, and I was unstable in the palace. She whispered.

"I don't need you to go, I'll go with him. A faint cold voice came from outside the door.

Yao Ling hurriedly broke free from Fengzhao's arms, and at this moment, the door curtain flashed, and she walked into a white-clothed and expressionless moonlight. As if not seeing the two of them, he walked slowly to the cushion by the stove and sat down cross-legged.

Yaoling's face was slightly hot.

Feng Zhao also walked to the stove and sat cross-legged opposite the moonlight. A pair of deep eyes looked at him.

Picking up the delicate purple sand teapot on the table, he poured a cup of tea and took a sip elegantly.

"I just got the news that the people of the Feng clan have returned to the imperial capital today, and they are waiting to enter the ancestral hall of the Feng clan at the right time to worship their ancestors. His cold eyes looked at the wind and said lightly.

Feng Zhao looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"The founding monarch of the Feng clan has a testament, when the new emperor ascends the throne, the rest of the princes must leave the imperial capital with their families within three days and live a life of invisibility, and all people must obey the new emperor's arrangement without any doubt. This is the reason why you wonder that your other imperial uncles have not heard from your father after Fengqing succeeded to the throne. Today, they all returned to the imperial capital, waiting for the time to enter the palace to worship their ancestors, and then leave the imperial capital. ”

"How could this be?" Feng Zhao was a little incredulous, he had never heard his father say anything about it.

"I'm afraid that the first generation of the ancestors of the Feng clan was afraid of the struggle for power between brothers, so they set up such a testament, and the most unreasonable thing is that at the end of the testament, there is another article, if the princes are dissatisfied or unwilling to obey the new emperor's arrangement, they can be punished as a crime of rebellion. There was a faint concern behind the cold eyes that looked at the wind.

"How can this be," Feng Zhao's cold eyes were angry, how could there be such an unreasonable testament.

"Today, they are all back, and according to the testament, they can only return to the imperial capital to worship their ancestors during the annual festival. "Gentle and shallow words, a light and light expression.

"How do you know this news?" Feng looked at Yueming, he knew that Yueming's secret agent was very powerful, but he didn't expect to hear such confidential news, as a descendant of the Feng family, he didn't know, and he had never heard his mother say it, presumably his mother didn't know about it. He was somewhat skeptical of the news.

"My spy is mainly to collect intelligence from various countries, and this testament of the Feng clan is placed in the Feng clan's ancestral hall. After glancing at the wind light, Yueming continued to taste the tea.

"What have you been to the Feng Clan's ancestral hall. Fengzhao looked at the moon in amazement. Yaoling, who had been staying quietly on the side, also had a different color.

"No matter how powerful my spy is, I am not completely sure that I dare to fight with the Eagle Guard. This news" Yueming raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Zhao, and then said lightly: "From which Feng clan people rushed back, to be exact, several of your other imperial uncles heard from the mouths, they returned to the imperial capital yesterday and lived in a specially arranged residence for the royal family, and my spies sneaked into where they learned this information through their conversations. ”

Silence, there was something surprisingly quiet in the room.

After a while, Yue Ming said in a low voice: "It's just that I'm a little strange, how did Mr. Ghost know the time when the Feng Clan worshiped the ancestors?"

Turning his head, he looked at Yao Ling on the side and asked, "Do you know Mr. Ghost's surname?"

Yaoling shook her head and looked at Fengzhao, who also shook her head.

"Feng Qing is a very powerful emperor, I can collect information from other countries, only the royal family of the Great Dragon, the people sent by it have been discovered, so I am not very clear about the situation of the Royal Family of the Great Dragon, now I just suspect that Mr. Ghost Spirit is related to the Feng Clan, but how can he enter and exit the Feng Clan's ancestral hall at will?"

"If Grandpa Ghost is related to the Feng Clan, then will he also appear in the Feng Clan's ancestral hall tonight?" Yao Ling, who had been listening quietly, asked softly.

Yueming and Fengzhao looked at each other for a moment, but said nothing.

After a long time, Yueming stood up and said to Fengzhao, "I'll go with you tonight." Fengzhao wanted to refuse, but Yueming suddenly walked out of the door, leaving only the slightly moving cotton curtain.

Yaoling looked at the slightly moving cotton door curtain without being surprised, she knew much more about the moonlight and the wind than anyone else.

At this moment, Fengzhao knew that the moon had made up his mind, and it was useless to stop him.