At midnight on March 12, Fengzhao silently entered the palace and came to the Qingli Palace where his mother was Changruoli, and before he went, he asked Limeng to inform Lan Yan in advance, asking her to tell her mother that she would enter the palace to see her on the 12th.

At midnight, everything was quiet, only the bright moon with the missing side of the head shining quietly on the earth, occasionally a bat flew over the eaves, the wind converged all the breath, and after dispersing the strength to probe the surroundings of the Qingli Palace to make sure that it was safe, it fell silently at the door of the Qingli Palace.

As always, the mother's dormitory has a soft yellowish light that quietly shines through the window lattice. He pushed the door open and walked in.

Chang Ruoli sat quietly at the table by the lamp and candle in the room, and a pair of beautiful and clear eyes shimmered with hazy beauty under the reflection of the light. Looking at the flickering and dancing candles, she waited patiently.

The door was silently pushed open, and then silently closed, Chang Ruoli didn't feel the slightest thing, until the corner of her eye swept over a figure standing beside her, and she slowly turned her eyes to look at the candle. Turning her head sideways, she looked at Fengzhao and said softly, "Zhao'er." ”

"Mother" Feng Zhao knelt down lightly and saluted his mother, Chang Ruoli helped him up, "Lan Yan said in the daytime, you are coming tonight, is there anything wrong?" she asked her son in a low and loving manner.

"Mother, the sixteenth is the emperor's sacrifice day, I wonder if my mother will go to worship?" Feng Zhao asked.

Hearing this question, Chang Ruoli was silent for a while before she lightly opened her lips and said, "No, I've never been there," she turned her head slightly, no longer looking at Fengzhao's eyes.

Feng Zhao wanted to ask something, but seeing that his mother didn't want to mention it again, he pondered slightly for a breath, knowing the embarrassment in his mother's heart, she was originally her father's princess, but now she has become Fengqing's concubine, worshipping the emperor and letting her face it in what capacity.

After thinking about it, he said to his mother in a low voice, "I have seen my father. ”

Suddenly raised her head and lowered her head slightly, Chang Ruoli looked at Fengzhao in shock, her soft lips opened slightly, and after a while, she regained her composure, and asked in a low voice: "Zhao'er, what you said is true, is your father still okay?"

Supporting his mother, Feng Zhao said in a low voice: "Mother, don't worry," and then he told Chang Ruoli about the encounter with Feng Xuan when he was walking a few days ago.

After listening to Fengzhao's narration, Chang Ruoli didn't speak for a long time, a pair of beautiful eyebrows like Dai were slightly together, she was originally a quiet woman, even if there were turbulent waves in her heart, her face was as quiet and calm as a lake.

Seeing his mother so calm, Fengzhao was somewhat surprised, and "Mother" he gently called out his godly mother.

Chang Ruoli responded softly, looked at Fengzhao and thought for a while before speaking: "Zhao'er has something that my mother wants to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?" there was a hint of doubt in Fengzhao's eyes.

"Fengqiao is your sister, you have to take care of her at any time, she has a stubborn personality, and now she is deeply in love, and it is difficult to extricate herself, I have fewer and fewer days to take care of her, you are his brother, and my mother will entrust her to you and Fengze. ”

Feng Zhao listened to his mother's words, and a pair of good-looking sword eyebrows slowly came together. "Mother. Where are you going?" he asked, in a deep voice.

Chang Ruoli smiled gently and indifferently at her son: "Mother didn't go anywhere, but I just felt very tired, but fortunately, you returned to the imperial capital and were so good, which made my mother see hope, and my mother has never had a good rest for so many years." Now I have your mother and I am relieved. Feng Qiao's life's events often kept me awake, and now she is unrequited in love with Yueming. When you have nothing to do, you have to ask Yaoling to persuade her more. ”

Listening to her mother's gentle and shallow talk, Feng Zhao felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she didn't know what to do. He looked into his mother's eyes, and there was nothing in those beautiful eyes that were as quiet and flat as a lake.

"Zhao'er, I won't go to the emperor's sacrifice day on March 16, I will only go to worship the emperor with your father in this life. If you see your father on that day, tell him, I am very good, and let him not worry about me. Sue him, I want to go back to Yanlong. ”

"Mother"

"Let Yue come to see me tomorrow. Chang Ruoli said softly again.

Fengzhao nodded, wanting to say something more to his mother, but he didn't know what to say. Fang Cai's mother's words always seemed to contain something, but he couldn't guess it.

Saying goodbye to his mother and leaving the Qingli Palace, standing on a roof, he looked up at the bright moon above his head, and felt a little sad in his heart. His mind suddenly moved, and he drifted towards Fengqing's dormitory.

The closer he got to Feng Qing's dormitory, the more he felt the deep aura hidden in the shadows, and he knew that there were many masters hidden around Feng Qing, all of whom were guards responsible for guarding Feng Qing's safety. He carefully hid his breath. Try to avoid the guards who are hiding in the shadows, while listening to the sounds in the wind room.

At this moment, in the blue room, the lights and candles are also shining with a hazy light. Feng Qing stood in front of the window and looked at the boundless sky in the distance. The deep and gloomy eyes twinkled with the light of the stars in the moonlit night, indescribable loneliness and vicissitudes.

"Your Majesty, it's late," a low, respectful reminder came from the silent night.

Feng Qing didn't move, still standing quietly like a statue.

"Your Majesty," there was some helplessness and anxiety in his voice.

After a long time, Fengzhao heard the sound of slow walking. For some reason, the sound of footsteps reached his ears with boundless heaviness and loneliness.

On the second day, Feng Zhao brought Yao Ling into the palace to meet Feng Qing. In the imperial study, Feng Qing was reading a book, and the incense burner was burning with curling sandalwood, and the room was quiet and deep. Seeing the two of them, Feng Qing's eyes softened a little.

"Why did you two enter the palace?" he asked lightly.

Feng Zhao took out the letter written by Jiang Li Guojun to Yaoling and handed it to Feng Qing. "The vassals want to take a leave of absence from His Majesty. The subordinate once personally promised Jiang Li that when Princess Rongyu and Lu arrived, the subordinate would go to Jiang Li to personally propose marriage. ”

Feng Qing read the letter, raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Zhao again, and finally landed her eyes on Yao Ling's face on the side, and the corners of her mouth invisibly brought out a mocking smile. "Finally, when I wait for the time, I can remove the word 'future' when I introduce myself in the future. ”

Seeing Feng Qing's ridicule, Yao Ling was a little annoyed, she tilted her head to the side, and muttered, "If you laugh at me again, I won't give you this." As she spoke, she stretched out a sachet in her hand in front of Feng Qing, and then quickly took it back.

Feng Qing's eyes narrowed, "A sachet," he suddenly thought it was very interesting, "Have you ever seen a man bring a sachet?" If I remember correctly, only women make sachets for their lovers, what do you mean by giving me a sachet now?" After speaking, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Is this" Yao Ling deliberately paused, and then winked at Feng Qing very mysteriously and said: "This sachet is not an ordinary sachet, I also want to repay His Majesty for giving me a lot of rewards, so I made this sachet especially for you." But you just laughed at me, so I'm a little hesitant whether I should give you this sachet?"

"Oh, you tell me what a difference this sachet is. If it is worth it, then I will retract my ridicule of you, and allow you and Yuening to return to Jiangli together. If not, then you can go back to Jiangli alone," Feng Qing said majestically and domineeringly.

"Good. Yaoling suddenly stopped talking, took out a piece of paper from her arms and handed it to Feng Qing's hand. His Majesty looked at it himself. ”

Feng Qing glanced at Yao Ling suspiciously, took the piece of paper and looked at it carefully. With the words, his expression became more and more strict, and after reading it, he stretched his brows again, and there was some indescribable complexity in Yaoling's eyes, "Why did you do this for me?"

Yaoling looked at the wind next to him, and then looked at Fengqing and said in a low voice: "It is rumored in the world that the Great Dragon Emperor is ruthless, but Yaoling thinks that His Majesty treats his subjects cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and builds the great dragon rich and peaceful, and His Majesty is very good to Yaoling, Yaoling has nothing to reciprocate, so he made this sachet to repay His Majesty's favor." Her expression changed from her previous naughtiness, and there was a stern sù in her eyes.

Feng Qing looked at Yaoling deeply, and the light in her eyes was like a knife.

Yaoling was not afraid of his eyes, "Your Majesty can not believe it, and you can even doubt whether this sachet is poisonous, in order not to make Your Majesty suspicious, you can" She paused again, and then suddenly smiled and said: "You can take this sachet on the dog's cat first, and then you can find a palace person to wear it first?"

Hearing her words, the corners of Feng Zhao's mouth twitched involuntarily, and his face was unbearable, and Feng Qing was stunned in front of the two of them. After a moment, his face suddenly turned gloomy: "Bold, dare to speak to me like this." With that, he flicked his sleeves and strode towards the door, and when he passed by Yaoling, he stretched out his hand and glared at him with a heavy "um".

Yaoling put the sachet in his hand into his big hand, and then walked out without looking back.

There were only Feng Zhao and Yao Ling left in the imperial study, and Feng Zhao couldn't help it anymore and grinned.

"Your Majesty has an edict to allow the two of you to return to Jiang Li and Yanlong, and Chang Yueming, the prince of Yanlong, temporarily takes the place of your proton as King Ningjun. Stay in Teikyo. Not long after, Xia Linhai walked in and said respectfully to the two of them.