Hearing Zhao Xing say this, Yue'er's beautiful eyes suddenly became a little sad.

"If Yue'er goes to Fenghua Villa, she will never see her father again, and she will never see her brother again, right?" Yue'er said sadly, her beautiful eyes flashed with tears, but he promised his brother that no matter what happened again, he would not shed another tear, he tried his best to control it, and he forcibly did not let the tears fall.

"Yue'er, no, I will go to see you from time to time, and my father will miss you too. Zhao Xing said tightly holding Yue'er's little hand.

"Brother, if I say I don't want to go, will my father agree?" Yue'er asked as she looked at Zhao Xing.

"Don't you want to go?" Zhao Xing asked as he looked at Yue'er, with a hint of undisguised helplessness in his eyes.

Who can change the decision of the father?

Even Zhao Xing is reluctant to Yue'er, but what can he do?

Yue'er knew Zhao Xing's difficulties, and slowly shook her head, "Brother, I'll go, it's just that my brother remembers to come to see me from time to time." ”

"Well, yes, Yue'er, I will, I will, I will. Zhao Xing nodded vigorously and assured Yue'er.

"Let's pull and goo. Yue'er stretched out her white little finger and hooked with Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing smiled and nodded, and also stretched out his little finger, which was tightly hooked with Yue'er's little finger.

"Hang yourself with a hook, and you are not allowed to change for the rest of your life. Yue'er read to Zhao Xing.

"Hehe, it's a hundred years that won't change. Zhao Xing corrected with a smile.

"No, it's for life. "Yue'er doesn't follow the way.

"Hahaha, okay, listen to Yue'er, it won't change for the rest of your life. Zhao Xing smiled heartily, the way he laughed was very similar to his father.

Seeing Zhao Xing was like seeing her father, and the tears in Yue'er's eyes quietly disappeared.

In the 194th year of the lunar calendar, autumn.

Fengyue City, the autumn wind is sorrowful, and the sky is full of fallen leaves.

On this bleak morning, the back door of the palace quietly opened, and a train of horses slowly drove out.

No one lined up to send each other, and no one came to send blessings, and the lonely convoy quietly left in the bleak cold wind.

Yue'er sat in the carriage, looking at the still prosperous, but a little more desolate Fengyue City, with infinite nostalgia in her heart, but helpless.

This is the place where I have lived for ten years, and now I am leaving, and maybe, I will never come back in my life.

This was the last time he looked at the beauty of Fengyue City, in the bleak autumn wind, the bare dead wood, in his eyes, but still beautiful.

In the early morning, the shops in the market have not yet opened to welcome customers, and the desertion makes people's hearts sour.

Yue'er kept looking at the Fengluan Hall in the Fengyue City Palace, looking at the golden phoenix statue on the Fengluan Palace, and kept her eyes on it, until it turned into a black dot the size of a grain of rice, until it disappeared from view.

The carriage traveled on the road for seven days and seven nights, and finally came to a stop in an idyllic mountain lodge.

This is a place where Yue'er has never been, and everything here is brand new.

There is no prosperity and liveliness of the royal capital, but there is a trace of coldness, a kind of empty and lonely desolation.

"Little master, come and see without wind!~"

As soon as the carriage came to a stop, and before the door was opened, a middle-aged man's voice was heard outside.

Yue'er lifted the curtain and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe standing respectfully beside the carriage outside the carriage.

The man looked to be in his thirties, but his beard and hair were all white, and there was a hint of love in his blue eyes, like a father, rubbing a taste of family affection.

He is the owner of Fenghua Villa and the confidant of Zhao Chen, the king of Fufeng.

Yue'er looked at Wufeng, and suddenly remembered the Uncle Feng that her father had said, and couldn't help but light up and jumped out of the car happily.

"Are you Uncle Feng?" Yue'er came to the middle-aged man, and in front of the middle-aged man, Yue'er's body looked even thinner.

The delicate body, in front of the tall windless, is like a child, so small.

"It's down there. Wufeng knelt down on one knee in front of Yue'er and said respectfully.

"You are really Uncle Feng, I used to hear my father talk about Uncle Feng, my father said that in today's world, among the top ten masters, Uncle Feng ranks in the top three, even if it is not Uncle Feng's opponent, my father also said that Uncle Feng saved my father's life, and is a great benefactor of my father, and my father also told me that I must respect Uncle Feng as my father, otherwise, I will be punished. Yue'er looked up at Wufeng's handsome face, and there was no trace of deception in her innocent and ignorant eyes.

If these words came out of someone else's mouth, maybe he would still question the intentions of others, but from the mouth of this innocent little prince, he didn't hesitate to believe it.

It is true that Yue'er did not lie to him, these words are true.

"The little lord has a good reputation, that's all in the past, now that Wufeng is old, it's useless, your father can give me a beautiful mountain villa with beautiful mountains and rivers as a territory, I'm already grateful to Dade, where do I dare to be proud of my achievements?

The little master is here, just like in the palace, there is no need to be stubborn, here, I am the servant of the little master, and the little master doesn't have to worry. Wufeng bowed to Yue'er and said.

"Uncle Feng, hurry up, don't call me anymore, in fact, I also know that I can't cultivate martial spirits, and my body is still very weak, the imperial doctor said, even if I don't get sick, I won't live to be nine years old, and now I'm ten years old, and I've lived a year longer than they expected, and I'm already very content."

In the past year, my health has been getting worse and worse, and I know that maybe I won't live long, and my father can't bear to see me weaken day by day, so he asked me to come here.

Although I don't want to die so soon, but what is the matter of fate that I can control?

I just hope that every day I live, I can be happy, so that even when I leave, I will have no regrets in my heart. Yue'er looked at Wufeng and said.

Hearing this, there was a sour feeling in his heart, he looked at Yue'er's beautiful face, like his mother, he was already so stunning at a young age, if he grew up, what kind of country would he be?

It's a pity that Yue'er is so young, but she seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of the world and has realized life and death.

When he faced death, he behaved so calmly and calmly, and regarded death as his home, which made people sigh.

"Little master, even if there is no wind, even if the liver and brain are smeared, I will do my best to protect the little master, and I will never let the little master be injured in the slightest. Wufeng knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Yue'er and said.

"Uncle Feng, please hurry up, people are born with life and death, I'm not afraid, it's just that I have a small wish, I wonder if Uncle Feng can help me?" Yue'er said, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Wufeng.

Wufeng was slightly stunned, and looked at Yue'er strangely, "Little master, what do you want?"

(End of chapter)