"Have you noticed the heart guard on Xiao Feng's chest?" asked Yueming in a low voice.

Yueming's slender finger gently crossed the edge of the tea cup, and her eyes looked at the scenery outside the car window.

"Maybe the emperor already knew his identity. He said softly and shallowly, his expression was still like a glass of water, cold and expressionless.

Yaoling shook violently, and there was some disbelief in her beautiful big eyes.

"But?" she wanted to ask a lot, but she didn't know where to start.

When the banquet in the imperial garden was in full swing, it was in the small courtyard at the corner of the Feng ancestral hall at the northeastern corner of the palace. Yin Feng stood silently at the gate of the courtyard, a pair of deep and vicissitudes of life looked around alertly, and Feng Xuan in the room was playing chess with Mr. Ghost.

"Tut, that kid of yours is in the limelight today. Mr. Ghost said with a wink.

Feng Xuan still looks indifferent.

"The boy's ambition was all written in the momentum around him. He paused and continued: "I think that kid Fengqing wants to disclose the identity of that kid in your family." As he spoke, a pair of ghostly eyes looked at Feng Xuan, and seeing that Feng Xuan did not react, he continued: "It seems that I want your eldest son to assist your second son." ”

Feng Xuan was still expressionless.

After the two of them walked silently for a few more rounds, Mr. Ghost Spirit sighed in a low voice: "Is it a little cruel to Feng Qing's kid like this, Feng He will not succeed in the end." ”

Feng Xuanzi's hand paused, but he didn't say anything.

"Hey. Feng Qing was sad about the love word after all, and he was afraid that he would take half his life this time. Mr. Ghost said in a low and shallow voice, and there was no longer the banter and ghost of the past in his expression.

Feng Xuan got up and came to the window, raised his eyes to look at the sky in the distance, and could not see any expression in his calm eyes.

Two days later, at midnight, a small sedan chair stopped at the princess garden where Feng Qiao lived, "Princess, the emperor has a decree to order you to go to the ancestral hall." ”

Feng Qiao stepped on the small sedan chair with some doubts, and swayed all the way to the ancestral hall in the northeast corner.

The night of early spring is deep and quiet, with a slight coolness. Feng Qiao guessed that at this time, her father ordered her to go to the ancestral hall, presumably because she married Molong.

Although it is the ancestral hall of the Feng family. I have never been in, I only know that the ancestral hall is not allowed to enter the ancestral hall except for my father and the prince's brother, so I can't help but feel a little nervous and curious, sitting in the sedan chair. Jade kept twisting his clothes.

At this time, the ancestral hall was brightly lit. Feng Qing, who was dressed in a dragon robe, lit a stick of incense and inserted it into the gilded bronze incense burner in the center of the hall. On one side, Feng Xuan, dressed in green clothes, stood quiet and calm.

Feng Qiao slowly walked into the ancestral hall under the guidance of the palace people.

After saluting her father, she heard her father say to her sternly: "Qiao'er came over to see the elder of the Feng Clan's law enforcement clan, your Uncle Xuanwang." ”

Feng Qiao was stunned for a moment. raised his eyes and looked at Feng Xuan on the side, and vaguely felt as if he had seen it there again.

At the moment when she bowed her head and saluted, she remembered that she had seen a portrait of a man in the palace of her mother, and she had asked her mother who the person in the painting was, and the mother only said that it was an old man.

Feng Xuan looked at Feng Qiao carefully, and a lively and clever maid flashed in her mind, following Chang Ruoli's side, looking at her appearance curiously, Feng Qiao's expression at this moment was exactly the same as her.

After seeing Feng Qiao's salute, Feng Qing said solemnly: "Xuan"

Feng Xuan slowly opened the yellow scroll held by the palace man on the side and read it.

"Princess Dalong Duanjing listened. Because Feng Qiao got married, Feng Qing gave her the title of "Duanjing".

Feng Qiao hurriedly knelt down, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous, she had never encountered such an atmosphere today.

"The ancestors' testament, after all the women of my Feng clan marry in other countries, they must be dominated by the Da Long Feng clan. If there is any betrayal of the Feng clan and the great dragon, they will be punished. In just a few words, Feng Qiao sat down on the futon, and his face instantly turned pale and confused.

"Father" for a long time, she raised her head and looked at her father with a cold expression.

"Can Qiao'er understand?" Feng Qing asked lightly.

Feng Qiao nodded hesitantly and shook his head.

Feng Qing then slowly walked two steps and said slowly: "Remember, you are the daughter of my Feng Clan, no matter where you go, you will be dominated by my Feng Clan, and if necessary, you will sacrifice your life and even the life of your child's husband for the Feng Clan, do you know?"

Feng Qiao couldn't help but shudder, a deep coldness flooded from the bottom of her heart, and tears fell unconsciously.

A trace of pity passed through Feng Qing's eyes, but it was fleeting.

"I swore to my ancestors and ancestors that I would never betray Dalong and never betray the Feng clan in this life. A cold expression on the cold words.

At this time, Feng Qiao suddenly felt that the person in front of him was not the father who loved him and spoiled her in the past, but an inviolable emperor.

There was deep fear in the cries.

"Qiao'er, don't be afraid, this is what every princess of Dalong must do before getting married, no need to be nervous. There was a gentle voice on the side, like a spring breeze in March slowly blowing into Feng Qiao's heart, raising her hazy teary eyes, she saw that the man she called Uncle Wang was looking at her quietly with gentle and moist eyes, with a faint warm smile on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly her heart calmed down, and the fear and confusion of the previous moment quietly disappeared.

Kneeling, she slowly raised her right hand, looked at the row of spiritual positions above her and said slowly, "I swear"

After taking the oath, Feng Xuan pulled Feng Qiao up, and looked at her gently with a pair of quiet and peaceful eyes: "Remember, only when the big dragon is strong can you stand firm in Molong, and with your father's support for you, you can not be bullied in Molong, this is the fundamental reason for you to swear an oath." ”

Feng Qiao nodded a little understandingly.

I had a good impression in my heart of this Uncle Xuanwang, who had never met before.

Three days later, a red Fengqiao finally stepped on the wedding car to Molong, out of the imperial city gate, she knelt down three times and knocked to Feng Qing and Chang Ruoli to make a big gift, a pair of teary eyes accompanied by the flying flowers all over the city reluctantly drifted away.

No matter how strong Ren is, Chang Ruoli can't help but burst into tears.

"I don't know if Fengqiao is still jealous of me?" In the West Mountain, where Fengqiao's carriage must pass, Yaoling, who was dressed in a light purple gauze skirt, sat on a big tree on the side of the road, looked at the mighty wedding car procession from afar, and said abruptly.

"Jealous or not, she is already the mother of the desert dragon. On the other branch stood a white-clothed moonlight, whose figure was more and more like a fairy.

A dark green figure next to the wedding car looked at the big tree under them, and it was the wind. He was responsible for sending Fengqiao out of the imperial capital.

Yao Ling happily raised the snow silkworm brocade and waved it among the treetops, and the light sound of bells came from the mountains and forests.

The distant wind showed a gentle smile to Yaoling.

Yueming's cold face became more and more like the cold moonlight in the cold night.

Feng Qiao in the carriage also heard the sound of bells, stretched out her hand to lift the curtain on the window, just when her creamy fingers just touched the red curtain, she hesitated, and slowly retracted her hand again, and there was finally a faint melancholy on her delicate and noble face.

"Sister Rongyu, I'm sorry. In her heart, she whispered to the woman who had rung the bell.

"Brother, it's Yaoling. As soon as the voice of a woman next to the wedding car fell, a red horse rushed out of the procession and headed straight for the big willow tree where Yaoling had stayed.

On a black horse behind him, there was a calm and atmospheric Ba Yin, who raised his eyes and looked at the colorful snow silkworm brocade in the distance, and there was also a faint melancholy in his eyes.

Yaoling wanted to say goodbye to Feng Qiao, and a pair of beautiful big eyes stared closely at the movement on the wedding car, but after all, she didn't wait for the scene she was looking forward to, and a touch of disappointment crossed her pretty big eyes.

"She won't forgive me in the end. Turning around, there was no longer the figure of the moonlight, and when she saw the pearls running over, she couldn't help but smile brightly at the corners of her mouth.

"Haha, you also have people who are afraid. (To be continued......)