Although he was unwilling and reluctant to leave, in the face of Feng Yihan's positive face, Feng Yeyu's only choice was according to what he said.

Looking at Feng Yeyu's gradually disappearing figure, Murong He turned his eyes to look at Feng Yihan's face.

The thoughts that had just stopped began to run again, but at this moment, it became more clear that Feng Yihan's purpose of recruiting him into the palace this time was clear.

"You should know what this king is going to say," a cold voice instantly confirmed what he thought.

After being stunned for a moment, Fang Cai bowed his head and said: "Weichen knows"

"Go early and return early, this king will send Qin Yun to protect your safety" There was a shallow laziness in the indifferent voice, and at the same time, it also showed that the winner of the speaker was in hand.

"Weichen obeyed" bowed, and Murong He said again: "Then the princess is there"

"If you don't let her stay, you don't want her to make a fuss about it, she will understand" Without changing his indifferent tone, Feng Yihan moved his eyes to him: "Be careful all the way, if there is no accident, that person will not easily let go of this opportunity"

Sensing a hint of danger, Murong He nodded cautiously.

When he looked up again, he saw Feng Yihan wave his hand and signal him to retreat first, and then silently left the imperial study.

"Princess, aren't we going back" The palace maid behind her asked in a low voice, only to see that her master's eyes always stayed at the door of the imperial study not far away, as if she didn't hear her words, just wanted to remind her again, and saw the person who came out of the imperial study to make her master smile, and suddenly realized in her heart, pursed her thin lips, and stopped talking.

After moving, Feng Yeyu walked in the direction of Murong He's exit, only to feel that his steps had become different and brisk.

Seeing that Feng Yeyu Murong He's complexion changed slightly, he didn't know that she hadn't left yet, it turned out that she had been waiting next to the imperial study.

"The minister has seen the princess," he stood in front of her and bowed, with a hint of detachment in his words.

"And" wanted to call his name affectionately, but because of the alienation he felt, he suppressed the impulse in his heart, put down the smile on his face, and changed his course: "The general doesn't need to be polite"

Sensing the change in her face, he obviously saw it, but he was powerless to convince himself to give her a glimmer of hope, so he could only pretend to turn a blind eye, and said, "Why hasn't the princess returned to the palace yet?"

"I" For some reason, she couldn't tell the fact that she was waiting for him, but forced a smile to hide her bitterness overflowing from the inside out, and said, "Do you want to know what Brother Wang and the general said about the matter between you and me?"

"The princess is too worried, the king and Weichen are discussing some matters" Murong He replied truthfully, but he didn't know that his truthful answer would make Feng Yeyu not hurt.

Indifferent as him, she is his fiancée, why is he so indifferent, how can he treat her so indifferently regardless of his face.

"Then you and my marriage" let the grievances drown himself unscrupulously in his heart, the smile on Feng Yeyu's face was still the same, but his voice trembled a little.

Hearing the trembling sound in his ears, Murong He was stunned, he raised his eyes, and saw that the woman in front of him had a little light in her eyes, and the crystal light fell into his eyes, so that he didn't dare to look at her for a moment, and could only glance at his eyes vividly.

"It's okay" The light between his eyes shrank slightly, and a smile bloomed on Feng Yeyu's face again: "You and I still have a lot of time to prepare for the marriage, can the general accompany me to the Imperial Garden now?"

At this moment, Feng Yeyu's face seemed to have the words "nothing" written on it, and she turned around and walked forward, but her steps were not as light as her smile.

She walked a little distance, but Murong He was still standing in place looking at her figure, he didn't know why the woman felt her grievances and refused to let go, and she could still smile and pretend that nothing had happened.

It's just that he knows that he dodged her gaze, how could such an obvious move make her ignore it, but she would rather choose to ignore it, and she didn't want to let herself lose a person she really loved, love is selfish, she also wanted to be selfish, although she knew that he didn't love her, but, she still wanted to keep him, marriage was her biggest bet, as long as she got married, there was no etiquette comfort, she believed that she had the ability to make him fall in love with her.

Thinking like this, Feng Yeyu's pace gradually slowed down a little, as she had always thought, in fact, as long as she wanted to walk slower, or even walk forward with him, this would be enough: "Why doesn't the general leave yet, don't you want to walk with Ye'er?"

A smile hung on that clear face, and the golden light reflected on her body, melting into the light cyan gauze, as if life was blooming with a trace of brilliance, and he was a little shocked.

"Could it be that Ye'er said so, and the general still wants to stand still," she smiled, and she had already taken a step forward.

She didn't mind that every time she approached him, she didn't mind putting down her pride and trying her best to love him.

"Don't you want to know what she said to him" Nangong Ling quickly followed Lan Lingxu's footsteps, and kept venting the dissatisfaction in his heart: "The relationship between her and Xiahou Yi has not yet been clarified, why did she pick him up yesterday, you let her out, right?"

Nangong Ling tirelessly chased after Lan Lingxu and kept talking about the conjectures in her heart, she couldn't imagine how Lan Lingxu could tolerate Nangong Luo Jing doing this, and he was so indifferent, was he really not worried about what Nangong Luo Jing and Xiahou Yi had talked about at all

"Lan Lingxu, you speak" Nangong Ling didn't care about etiquette for a long time, and the apprehension in her heart made her keep thinking about it, if it continued like this, even she didn't know how to control herself.

Yesterday, she had already arranged for a person to pretend to be Nangong Luojing, in order to conceal Xiahou Yi, but when she saw the situation of Nangong Luojing and Xiahou Yi together, she knew that everything was in vain, and she could only think of another strategy, but at the same time, what she was most worried about also happened, she didn't know what Nangong Luojing and Xiahou Yi had said to her if she would persuade Xiahou Yi, or what Xiahou Yi promised Nangong Luo Jing in order for herself to ascend the throne

It's messed up, it's messed up, she's messed up.

"This king didn't say that you can call this king by his name" Nangong Ling's anger finally made Lan Lingxu, who had been silent, open his mouth.