In a word, it is like a stone falling into the heart of the lake, arousing a thousand layers of Lang, and the old ministers of Miao Jiang present listened to the words of the musician, and they didn't realize that they remembered a person, that is, the flower girl of the Red Flower Festival twenty years ago - Golden Fern.

She was also chosen as a flower girl, and then because of a fire destroyed her singing voice and appearance, when the old village owner of Miao Jiang summoned her, she had to cover her face with a veil and dance into the city.

Now it seems that Jing Ning has the demeanor of the Golden Fern back then, but it was just an unfortunate encounter, which made people sigh and sigh.

"You are really so bold, you dare to use such a woman as a flower girl and fool the king!" After listening to the musician's words, Feng Yanhao was very angry, and couldn't help but get up, pointing at the musician and shouting.

"This ...... Damn it, beg King Danxiang for forgiveness! Ask King Danxiang for forgiveness—" The musician prostrated again and again, bowed down, and begged King Danxiang to forgive his sins.

After all, such a thing is a great disrespect, and if you investigate it, you should be bullied and punished, but if you are an individual, when you encounter such a thing, few people can deal with it calmly and peacefully.

Feng Jian Che looked at the musician who grabbed the ground with his head again and again, and then looked at the "Jingyi" who fell to the ground next to him and couldn't kneel, his heart seemed to have been dug a hole, empty, black hole, he seemed to be walking in the black hollow, reaching out and looking for five fingers anxiously, but he couldn't find the exit at all, and he couldn't even see a little starlight hope.

The musician said that "Jingyi" disfigured his appearance and lost his singing voice, so that he could only show his dancing with a mask. Feng Jian Che thought for a moment, if he had taken her back to the palace and married her according to the marriage contract, would "Jingyi" be able to avoid these disasters?

Thinking of the delicate and lively "Jingyi" a year ago, looking at the masked woman kneeling in front of him, Feng Jian Che felt faint distress in his heart.

Suddenly, Jing Ning straightened up, and at that moment, tears sprinkled on the veil, blurring into a piece. She looked at Feng Yanhao, slowly stood up, helped the musician up, and placed him aside. Turning back, he reached out and gently removed the red embroidered gold veil on his head, revealing half of his face delicately painted.

At the moment, everyone present was amazed by her beauty, although the scars on the painted face could be faintly seen, but the just right flower drawing was mixed with gold and silver powder, shining in the staggered staggering, lining Jing Ning's face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the skin was better than snow.

Jing Ning ignored everyone's surprised eyes and surprised gazes, and stretched out his hand to get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Feng Yanhao didn't understand what Jing Ning was talking about, so he summoned the man and asked, "What does she want?" When he knew Jing Ning's needs, Feng Yanhao felt even more interesting, and waved his hand to order: "Take a good pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

Soon, a set of seven brushes of green jade wolf, a piece of pine gold ink, a stack of Xuanzhou ripe Xuan bronzing flower print moire rice paper, the flowing clouds of Shu are not condensing inkstones in the mahogany tray by the palace people to hold up and present, and there are pen washes, pen holders, paperweights, mahogany table cases, with pure white felt pad paper presented, are the best.

Jing Ning did not shirk, stepped forward, took the brush and dipped the ink in the ink, and wrote on the inkstone.

I saw her pen like flowing water, everywhere the tip of the pen went, everywhere like plum blossoms, exquisite small characters, beautiful and elegant, not only the daughter's home, but also the man's muscles and bones, what is more rare is that a clear charm, so that people look very comfortable.

Soon, the jade pen had stopped, Jing Ning picked up the rice paper, waited for the ink to dry, and then handed it to the palace people next to him, lent it to Li Cai's hand, and handed it to Feng Yanhao.

Feng Jian Che unconsciously leaned towards Feng Yanhao, and saw that the snow-white bronzing cloud pattern was ripe, and Jing Ning Juanxiu's handwriting was actually a letter of begging for death.

The writing is fluent, the words are precise, concise and clear, the words are fine, and the reading is also poetic and picturesque, as if the content of her statement has just been staged in the main hall, which makes people unforgettable, and the heart is full of emotion.

After Feng Yanhao read it, he sighed and was silent, and then said: "That's it, you are also a pitiful person, and this king forgives you for your innocence." ”

The musician was overjoyed when he heard this, pulled Jing Ning to kneel down together, folded his hands, and kowtowed to thank him.

When Feng Yanhao saw it, he raised his hand and said, "Get up!" The dance you just danced was very interesting, and I would like to know what you were dancing. ”

Jing Ning listened, stood up, and wrote down the words "Fenghua peerless", and was about to present it, but Feng Yanhao walked down and reached out to take it.

Seeing the four big characters written by Jing Ning, Feng Yanhao smiled and said: "If you are really beautiful, you are worthy of these four words!" ”

Jing Ning lowered her head when she heard this, and was about to bow to her, but Feng Yanhao grabbed her and forced Jing Ning to face him. Jing Ning didn't dare to look directly at him, so he buried his head lower.

"What? Aren't you very bold, why do you look like you're afraid of this king now? Well? ”

The more Jing Ning hid, the more interesting Feng Yanhao felt, but Jing Ning and Feng Jian Che on the side were all shocked. One is worried that Feng Jian Che will recognize himself, and the other is worried that the imperial brother is obsessed, not only can he save one dancer, but what is the difficulty of saving two, but he is afraid that in the end he will be abandoned.

"Brother Huang, you are the king of Danxiang, and you are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Wu Zhu, and suddenly grab a woman like this and don't let go, how can anyone not be afraid?"

Feng Jian Che looked for the stalemate between the two, and interjected just right, and solved this problem in a joke.

"What's your name?" However, letting go of his hand did not mean that Feng Yanhao let Jing Ning go, I saw that he was still staring at Jing Ning and opened his mouth to ask.

Jing Ning took the opportunity to distance himself from Feng Yanhao, turned to the table, and wrote down two words: "Jing Yi." ”

This painting was handed over, but it was in the middle of Feng Yanhao and Feng Jian Che, this action is quite interesting, but Jing Ning kept his head down, and the position of the east and west was a little different, which seemed to be reasonable.

"Jing Yi, but it's the same name as my fiancée!" Fengjian saw it clearly, and said it unconsciously, and the more she went to the back, the stronger her sadness became: "I just don't know how to do it, after she was robbed last year because of a bandit, where is she now, but is she okay?" ”

Hearing Feng Jian Che say this, Feng Yanhao thought about it for a while, and remembered that Feng Jian Che did have a fiancée named "Jing Yi". Back then, because the Queen Mother favored Dong Yingxue, she promised her to herself, which made Feng Yanhao miss Jingyi, and now seeing Jingyi again is like God's compensation.

It's just that one is the princess of the old dynasty of Danxiang Kingdom, and the other is a flower girl from Miao Jiang. It is often said that the phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, and today, the princess in distress does not know where she is, but the dancing girl who has to be appreciated is more lucky.