Chapter 42: Finally Thinking More About the Truth

The night was already thick, and the silver moonlight reflected into the palace through the wooden lacquer-colored wooden windows, illuminating the figures of the people who could not sleep on the beds in the palace.

"Stinky boy, you are in charge of the widow, and the widow is still thinking about you insomnia." Hua Tiantian let out a low roar.

She is not a cold-blooded person, although Feng Jing often manages her and restrains her, but she is the only person who will still manage her after her father's death, and he has always handled the political affairs of Yanguo.

Although she scolded him for being a traitor, she could not deny that he was far more talented in governing the country than her, and it was because of this that she was reluctant to pay attention to political affairs, but she always took these things for granted and disdained to ignore them, but listening to Xiao Anzi say that, she began to think seriously about this issue for the first time.

"Your Majesty, Wechen doesn't mind spreading those rumors."

Suddenly, the words that Feng Jing said with a chuckle when she carried her back to the dormitory at that time, and the scene where he took away her innocence that she had kept for many years in the dormitory, and inexplicably felt a burst of crimson on her face.

"It's really strange when the widow will think about these trivial things and forget them." Hua Tiantian patted his head and covered his face with the futon, trying not to think about anything, but Feng Jing's chuckling voice echoed in his ears over and over again.

"Feng Jing, you are really a traitor, let the widow think of you like this, you have earned again." Hua Tiantian murmured softly, and the crisp voice echoed in the huge dormitory, causing ripples.

Saying that, Hua Tiantian turned over, and his eyes were hidden in the night, "However, your face was not good at that time, and it was really something, obviously you were sick, and you wanted to use this to tease the widow, and the widow scolded you, but that really can't be blamed on the widow, whoever told you to always love to tease the widow, so it's all your fault." ”

Continue to turn over, "However, for the sake of you for the sake of the widow, the widow will not care about you, well, so sleepy, the widow is not a person who cares, well, the widow admits that this time the widow did wrong, the widow, well, the widow will compensate you, well, the widow will compensate you, well, the widow ........."

The night was clear, and a slender figure outside the dormitory dragged out a long shadow, and the man listened to the murmuring of flowers in the dormitory one by one, and his thin lips slightly hooked the arc of a faint smile.

"Prime Minister?"

Feng Jing made a booing gesture to Ling'er, "I just came to see Your Majesty, you don't need to alarm Your Majesty." He said in a low voice.

Ling'er nodded and obediently stepped aside.

Feng Jing stood in front of the door of the palace for a while, letting the cool breeze of the night carry him forward like ink, drawing a beautiful arc in the night, he hooked his pale lips and kept smiling, and his narrow phoenix eyes also concealed a smile, as if he could see the sleeping appearance of the woman on the bed in the hall.

"It seems that the little fool who is carefully cared for by the original appearance will finally think more about the affairs of the original appearance."

For a long time, it wasn't until a black figure on the eaves flashed a reminder that Feng Jing, whose face was a little pale, turned around and slowly left with elegant steps, but the smile in the narrow phoenix eyes remained undiminished.

Following

"Ling'er, how do you wear it to surprise everyone?" Since early in the morning, Hua Tian Tian has been in the dormitory to choose the clothes to wear for tonight's feast, but there are many pieces, and Hua Tian Tian is not satisfied.

Ling'er simply sat aside, waiting for Hua Tiantian to personally choose from the clothes sent over early in the morning