The pain in her heart slowly deepened, making her feel unusually painful even for her own breathing.

"Brother Wang Ye'er wants to know if what Ye'er heard is true"

A slightly sobbing voice fell, and Feng Yichen looked at her. Although he knew in his heart that she would eventually know, it was just that he did not intend to tell her the truth.

"No, it's not true, it's just a rumor, the war, the people are just a rumor, there is no need to be gullible" Feng Yichen looked at her indifferently, but his heart was tightly pinched together.

Neither he nor Feng Yihan had come up with a countermeasure to this matter, and after that, he had to go to the palace to see him today.

"What Brother Wang said is true" A faint doubt gradually dyed in those misty eyes, and now she is not so confused that she doesn't know what she should believe, whether it is a rumor, or Brother Wang.

It's a mess

"Ye'er doesn't even believe Brother Wang's words?"

With a rhetorical question, Feng Yeyu's eyes instantly dimmed, and she didn't know whether she wanted to believe her brother Wang or not.

"Ye'er doesn't dare, it's just, if there is no such thing, why would Brother Wang escape from Ye'er today" The suspicion fell, Feng Yeyu looked at her brother Wang, and her heart was more willing to believe what her brother Wang said, because that incident was something she didn't want to believe in her heart and didn't want it to happen, but there were such rumors in Wang Chengnei today, she really hoped that everything was just rumors, not true.

Feng Yeyu's every word and deed, every move fell into Feng Yichen's eyes, he knew that she would be inclined to believe him if she didn't believe the gossip, but she still had doubts in her heart.

"This king went to the bamboo house, and when Ye'er asked like this, he really thought that this king had hidden the truth from you."

"Brother Wang, is this really the case?"

A faint breeze blew across Feng Yeyu's face, at this moment, she seemed to feel her heartbeat, so clear, not because she was nervous about someone, but finally put down the hanging heart slowly before she was at ease.

"Hmm" responded lightly, and Feng Yichen shifted his eyes from Feng Yeyu's body to Qin Zhu's body.

Looking at each other, just one glance, Qin Zhu knew that his master was telling him, and immediately left the room and walked towards the stable.

A few words can make the restless Feng Yeyu quiet, this person can only be done by Feng Yichen.

didn't stay in the mansion for a long time, Feng Yichen and Feng Yeyu got into the carriage prepared by Qin Zhu, and the two headed towards the palace together.

It wasn't until he arrived at the palace that Feng Yeyu was sent back to the palace by Feng Yichen, and he took Qin Zhu to the imperial study together.

As soon as he walked to the door of the imperial study, he saw the prime minister in a dark blue court robe, and saw that he was walking towards him at the moment.

Qin Zhu looked at the prime minister who was walking towards his master with a frustrated but faintly unconvinced look, and then looked at the look on the face of the master beside him, and secretly guessed something

Just when Qin Zhu was thinking about it, the prime minister's voice came to his ears, and he bowed to Feng Yichen and said, "The lower official has seen the prince."

"Excuse me" The expression on Feng Yichen's face became a little cold with his words: "The Prime Minister also entered the palace today."

Straightening up, Yan Feiting snorted coldly in his heart, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of him, so he had to endure the dissatisfaction in his heart and said, "Xia Guan didn't know that he would be able to meet the prince in the palace today."

"When I met this king, Prime Minister Yan didn't seem to be very happy" Yan Feiting's sentence just now clearly had too much dissatisfaction, but he hid those dissatisfactions in his heart and didn't want to reveal them in front of him, because he was afraid, he was afraid that once he revealed it, even the only position he had now would be lost.

Bowing down, Yan Feiting changed his face and said with a smile: "The lower officials don't dare"

"What is the so-called matter of the prime minister entering the palace today" Feng Yichen looked at Yan Feiting's appearance of bowing his head, and unconsciously thought of him who had been invincible, if he was not the prince, he would definitely be arrogant and not even take him seriously.

Listening to Feng Yichen's cold words, Yan Feiting frowned slightly, he knew that he had offended a lot of people in the past, but he had never offended this prince, he was really a little uncomfortable talking to himself in such an indifferent voice.

"The lower official came to see the king for the border matter, but"

"It's just that the king doesn't want to see you at all, and you don't really come to see the king for the border matter at all" The faint words fell next to his ears, and the low voice was unusually cold under the blue sky and white clouds, and there was a bit of coldness in that low voice that Yan Feiting couldn't understand.

"King, Lord"

On the palms of his hands and forehead, cold sweat fell little by little, Yan Feiting didn't know when he offended the person in front of him, but everything he said was aimed at him.

"Whether Yan Xiang is loyal or traitorous to Xiling, the king knows it in his heart, and Yan Xiang knows it even more in his heart."

"What does the prince mean by this, the lower officials don't understand"

"I don't understand, what else don't you understand, don't you boast that you are so smart, today you have fallen into this field, you should know what you have planted, and what you have obtained is what you get."

The words in Feng Yichen's words made Yan Feiting not know when he had offended this prince, so he asked again: "Wang, prince, the lower officials are loyal to the king, and they dare not have two hearts, as for the prince who boasts that he is smart, the lower officials can't afford it, what a big hat this is for the lower officials."

The atmosphere suddenly became stalemate at this moment, Feng Yichen had no intention of leaving, and Yan Feiting couldn't leave without Feng Yichen's order.

Qin Zhu, who was standing on the side watching all this, couldn't help but feel a little more worried in his heart, and he was sure to look at his master's side face, and finally couldn't help but say:

"Lord Wang, the king should be in a hurry"

Glancing at Qin Zhu, who was reminding him in his ear, Feng Yichen looked at Yan Feiting who was standing in front of him with sharp eyes, and the unquenchable anger in his heart finally subsided under Qin Zhu's persuasion.

The sleeves of the shirt were suddenly dropped, and the long sleeves embroidered with gold trim were blown by the blowing wind, and the hunting sound was in the air.

Seeing his master leave, Qin Zhu glanced coldly at Yan Feiting, who was still looking submissive in front of his master, at this moment, his face suddenly showed a bit of ruthlessness, and there was a dark light in the depths of those eyes, as if the next moment he would put those eyes into his mouth.