"General go slowly" Hearing the shout, Murong He gathered his slightly chaotic thoughts, paused, and glanced at the other party with light eyes.

Yan Feiting slowly approached, with a somewhat unpleasant smile on his face, and walked side by side with Murong He.

"If the prime minister has something to say, you might as well say it directly" The prime minister of the dynasty, who has always been old and dead, would call him to stop, and the palace people he met along the road looked at the two important ministers of the court walking side by side in surprise.

Walk with him, if there is no important matter to talk about, why should he be like this?

Without changing the slightly cool ice language fell, Yan Feiting glanced at the cold-faced general a few times, and smiled lightly: "The general is quick to talk, so the appearance will not make any detours."

Murong He nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the dead branch, and he felt a little alert in his heart.

"I don't know what the general thinks about the disappearance of Princess Weiguo" Yan Feiting glanced at Murong He seemingly inadvertently, but actually wanted to see what kind of expression he would have on his face when he heard this.

"Opinion" Murong He repeated slightly puzzledly, and then fell with a faint smile: "For the minister, for the king to solve the worries, the last general is a minister, that is, for the king, it is to share the worries of the king, and to do everything possible to find the princess of the country."

As if seeing the faint tightness in Murong He's eyes, Yan Feiting laughed twice in a low voice, lowered his voice and said: "What the prime minister said is not this, but the general seems to know something" The words stopped, staring at Murong He with some deep meaning in his eyes in front of him.

Catching up with such a light in his eyes, Murong He's heart sank, and he said, "I don't know what the prime minister is talking about."

"I don't know, the prime minister made the words clear" There was a smile in his eyes: "On the way to escort that woman to Xiling, she also disappeared once, but there is something wrong, and the next words don't need to be reminded by the prime minister, general" The word general was elongated by him, with a heavy threat.

The pace that had just been raised was put down heavily, and Murong He stared at Yan Feiting with a fixed concentration: "What is the intention of the prime minister to provoke this matter" I didn't expect this matter to let him know.

Yan Feiting also paused and said: "This minister has no intentions, just ask the general not to interfere in this matter" He squinted his eyes and looked at the young general in front of him whose face was colder than Fang Cai.

"The prime minister's words are incomprehensible to the general" Murong He lowered his voice and said slowly: "The prime minister's words are telling the end that this matter is not related to the prime minister."

"This matter has nothing to do with the true appearance," Yan Feiting said lightly.

"The general came to Murong to talk about the events of that day, and even used the words of coercion, can you not make the last general wonder" What is his idea, and what is the reason why he doesn't want him to meddle in this matter.

"The face of the troubled water must belong to the face of the alluring city" Yan Feiting twisted his eyebrows and said softly, and walked forward, leaving Murong and a green Yi ** in the circuitous corridor.

Longyang Palace

"This happened so suddenly that even the king, who had always been calm, was caught off guard."

"No" Feng Yichen looked at the man who interrupted his words, and the smile in the man's eyes deepened: "It's not that I was caught off guard, it's just that because the missing person is her, I panicked" He lowered his eyes, the brilliance in his eyes became darker, with deep self-blame.

It's that he forgot the time, the morning sun is rising, the sun is setting, and then the night is like ink, why is this day so long.

There was no one in the garden, the only thing was the bleakness after the light breeze blowing, and the memories whispered softly in the ears.

Her delicateness, her pretty, and her free smile disappeared out of thin air.

"When she wakes up, maybe everything will be clear" Feng Yichen looked at the face full of self-reproach at the moment, and put his hand on his shoulder firmly, overflowing such a sentence, he knew that it was only comfort.

Feng Yihan closed his eyes, raised his head, and let his body fall heavily on the soft collapse, and let the thousands of silver filaments on his head scatter, and his eyes were so dark that he could no longer see a trace of emotion.

When he heard that she was missing, he blamed himself for not being able to protect her properly, he thought that as long as he was in his palace, as long as he was under the same roof with her, she would be safe and sound by his side, and ten years after she returned, he had tried his best to find her, but this time he had no clue, and he could not calm down in his mind and think well

The palace is heavily guarded, but he has allowed the thief to come and go freely in this palace, and he has not yet found out who she has fallen into.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the night is dyed like ink, and this night may be doomed to his sleeplessness.

The next day, Feng Yihan got up early, not for the early dynasty, but to get her news from the unconscious woman.

"Yu'er See the King" Situ Yuli was half-sitting on the bed, dressed in snow silk against the slightly pale face, which became a little paler, but the moment he saw Feng Yihan, his cheeks were a little more red, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the handsome man in front of him

"Imperial doctor, how is her body" Feng Yihan pursed his face, didn't look at her, but asked the imperial doctor beside her, Situ Yuli looked at Feng Yihan, his heart chuckled, and the bitterness in his heart was self-evident.

"Miss's body will be fine as long as she recuperates for a while," replied the imperial doctor.

The next moment, the man raised his hand and signaled them to retreat, Feng Yeyu stood beside Feng Yihan, looking at Situ Yuli with a worried face, and then looking at Feng Yihan, her royal brother had no expression on his face at the moment, he was the most terrifying.

"Brother Wang asked Sister Yu to rest for a few days before she could ask" Before the words were finished, Feng Yeyu was pulled by Qin Yue, and the body that was blocking Feng Yihan's body was pulled away by Qin Yue, Feng Yihan glanced at her coldly, and did not change her mind at all.

Situ Yuli looked at Feng Yeyu's actions, she knew that she was afraid that he would hurt her heart, she understood how eager she was to see him, but it didn't matter, as long as she wasn't in this palace, she still had a chance, and he was not taken away by anyone.

"Yu'er" He walked up to her and whispered her name, the gentleness of his words that made everyone in the room hold their breath.

Brother Wang, Feng Yeyu looked at the man in bright yellow clothes, his heart was full of doubts, except for Nangong Luojing, he had never been so gentle to any woman, how could he be confused in his heart, and his eyes were full of incredulity.