Feng Yu came back to her senses, gently pulled away Xiao Yun'er's little hand that grabbed her sleeve, and asked Qingtong and the maidservant to take good care of him here, and then got up and went to the study.

Simmogo was still in the palace and did not return, and there was no one in the study.

The guards on guard naturally didn't dare to stop Feng Yu.

Feng Yu pushed the door in, closed the door of the study with her backhand, and quickly rummaged through the study.

After a while, in one of the drawers of the desk, Feng Yu found Xin Moge and had not destroyed the flying pigeon biography from Anding City in the past few days. On one of them, it was indeed written "Xin Huanli returned to Xinwangfu to see Xining's mother and son", and then wrote, "However, he left after staying for less than a stick of incense, and then disappeared." ”

Feng Yu then searched again, but found nothing but this drawer, and I don't know how Xin Moge ordered these flying pigeon summons when he received them?

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Leaving the study and returning to the room, Feng Yu didn't eat a bite of lunch and paced back and forth in the room.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the voice of the servant girl came from outside, "Princess." ”

"What?"

"The prince is back. The maidservant replied.

"Okay, I got it. At this moment, Feng Yu made a decision.

Taking advantage of the fact that Xin Moge had just returned and had not yet returned to the room, Feng Yu went out, left the palace through the back door, and rushed back to Anding City.

All the way to the horse, non-stop, when it seemed that he was about to arrive at Anding City, the night was already shrouded.

Arriving at the city gate, Feng Yu jumped off her horse and slowly stepped into the city with the reins.

The flying pigeon biography only said that there was a trace of Xin Huanli, and that Xin Huanli had not left Anding City, but it did not say where Xin Huanli was in Anding City at the moment.

Walking alone on the crowded streets, no longer in a hurry, not knowing the final destination, Feng Yu walked more and more slowly, and the scenes of Xin Huanli's first acquaintance unconsciously came to mind during the walk.

In the middle of the night, the sky unconsciously drifted with a drizzle.

The pedestrians and vendors on the streets gradually dispersed.

After a while, the streets were empty, in stark contrast to the previous moment.

Feng Yu stopped and looked, and the scenes in front of her seemed familiar.

After retracting her gaze, Feng Yu continued to walk until she slowly walked to the lake where she met Xin Huanli that day.

It's still raining.

Feng Yu did not move, facing the lake, standing alone with her hands in her hands.

After a long time, suddenly, an oil-paper umbrella appeared from behind Feng Yu to block the wind and rain for Feng Yu.

Feng Yu seemed to think about things and didn't react.

The oil-paper umbrella that appeared continued to hold Feng Yu quietly, and the person holding the oil-paper umbrella also continued to stand beside Feng Yu, looking at the sparkling lake in front of him in the wind and rain like Feng Yu.

When Feng Yu finally came back to her senses, she accidentally found the person beside her, and when she looked sideways, it was him.

In the drizzle and haze, he was still the same as when he first met. Xin Huanli, he still showed up after all.

Xin Huanli didn't move, and this time it seemed that he was thinking about things and thinking about things.

I haven't seen him for so long, and I never thought that she would return to the place where I met him, nor did I expect that she would stand here quietly looking at the lake alone, let alone that they would stand side by side again in such a way.

Is this distance close enough to be within reach, or too far to reach?

Obviously, he met her first, but when he turned around and met again, she became his sister-in-law.

If the time could have come, he wished there had been no difference that night.