Feng Qian was speechless for his domineering thoughts, and her few hobbies were cruelly deprived of them......

Gently raising the tips of his eyes, he looked depressedly at the movements in the bronze mirror, and saw him holding her hair and making a few bends along the hairpin, and then fixed it with a hairband. The headdress is all white, with her willow green clothes, which shows a little refreshing in the gradually hot weather.

The same action was repeated several times, and a not complicated but beautiful bun was reflected in the bronze mirror, with a cluster of beaded flowers.

"Alright."

He stood behind her, his right hand resting on her chin, and a smiling voice rang out.

Feng Qian blinked, and the woman in the mirror did the same. And the man behind him, he couldn't see his face, he could only see a long figure with purple hair, and the cuffs with golden lines faintly set off a bit of noble temperament.

It is like a fairy, beautiful as in a painting.

"Last time, you told me that you wouldn't have your hair curled." Feng Qian brushed aside the feeling that was surging up in his heart, pouted and complained, "I have learned so well in a short period of time, shouldn't I be secretly looking for a woman to practice behind my back?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man's face suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, and her neck shrank in fright.

Jun Moying snorted: "Why don't you say that I'm smart, just look at it?" ”

Feng Qian waved his hand, just thinking that he was joking, "This possibility is too low." ”

"But there is still zài."

Feng Qian looked at him in the bronze mirror in surprise, thinking that he knew how a man like him could casually lower his body and find someone to practice, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

"It's so good-looking, it really deserves to be my Emperor Majesty!"

She moved her little face to the side and kissed him at the corner of the mouth.

******

The two opened the door and went out, Feng Qian actually felt that her body was soft and lazy and didn't want to move, but she really didn't want to see Yun Luo's terrifying and cold eyes anymore The last time she was in the Imperial Garden, she was so scared that she still had palpitations, and she definitely couldn't try again, so even if she was tired, she could stand up straight.

Jun Moying looked at her brisk steps as if nothing had happened, stunned for a moment, and began to reflect on whether she hadn't worked hard enough, otherwise why would this little thing be different from usual?

His suspicious eyes, coupled with Feng Qian's flickering appearance that he didn't dare to look at everyone, still made people see the clues at a glance. Of course, the most distinct thing is a red mark on the back of her neck that is not bright but clearly exists, and a fool can see how it was left.

Yun Luo's gaze stayed on her for only two seconds, shorter than Dong Yang, and then he retracted it expressionlessly.

When the group arrived at Prime Minister Fengcheng's mansion, Prime Minister Feng Cheng and a group of family members came out to greet them in person.

As the emperor of a country, especially the king of Dongqi who has defeated Xique, he should be entertained by the Xique Emperor. However, Jun Moying specially explained in his greeting to Prime Minister Feng that the intention of this visit was only to meet Prime Minister Feng, and as for the rest, he would enter the palace alone tomorrow to attend the meeting.

"陛xià." Prime Minister Feng respectfully saluted Jun Moying, and then looked at Feng Qian.

Feng Qian had been staring at him for a long time, and when he saw him coming, his thin lips opened a few times before he shouted: "Daddy......"

It's a strange feeling.

It is said that blood is connected and family affection is continuous, she thought that even if she lost her memory, she would still have a feeling of familiarity and familiarity when she saw her father, but no.

Basically nothing is felt.

I'm finally back.,There will be a plus from today ~~!!