Although he had been paying attention to the conversation between the two in the room, Nangong Luojing was inevitably surprised when he heard this, especially the title of "sister-in-law".

A beautiful face that seemed to be unsuitable for a man gradually appeared in his mind, and his heart suddenly warmed.

"The prince doesn't want to beat Luo Jing's sister, I'll take my sister-in-law Xiling tomorrow"

It was another extremely powerful sentence that made Nangong Luojing's heartbeat lose a beat.

Nangong Luo Jing gathered his thoughts that were almost lost, raised his eyes, and saw Feng Yeyu was in a domineering posture, his eyes staring straight at Lan Lingxuan's face that was inferior to his royal brother, and Lan Lingxuan in front of Feng Yeyu was faceless, indifferent as frost, and the fingers hidden in his sleeves were faintly white.

Nangong Luo Jing looked at the two of them, and a little worry faintly arose in her heart.

"Prince"

As soon as Nangong Luo Jing wanted to get up, he heard another call outside the door, and followed the sound, only to see a pale ink-colored figure outside the door waiting for Lan Lingxuan's answer.

Looking to the side again, he saw Lan Lingxuan walking towards him, his handsome and handsome face could not see the emotion.

Nangong Luo Jing looked at the man who was slowly walking towards him at this moment, and said secretly in his heart: "What is he going to do?"

Removing the eyes that fell on Lan Lingxuan, he looked up and saw the cyan figure standing outside the door at the moment, not changing his gentle eyes, but at this moment, he seemed to have more loneliness and gloomy sadness.

"Jing'er" Lan Lingxuan whispered her name, and the low voice stretched her voice extremely far.

Nangong Luo Jing's heart moved, and he was stunned to shift his eyes to Lan Lingxuan's body.

The person in front of her was as handsome as usual, but she lost her impression of him in her heart.

The eyes are as bright as starlight, but at the moment there is a little wound.

The uninhibited smile is completely absent at the moment.

He looked at her steadily, as if to imprint her in his heart.

"Come and see me off tomorrow" Lan Lingxuan didn't know why, as soon as he said it, his taste changed, and he wanted to use the unruly words he used to make her promise herself, but when the words came out, it was more like begging

She has him in her heart, he already knows it, but he still fell in love with it, and he has complained about himself in his heart countless times, Lan Lingxuan, Lan Lingxuan, why bother

What's the trouble, just because she is the only woman he Lan Lingxuan has a crush on

Feng Yeyu stood behind Lan Lingxuan, changing the willfulness just now, and turned to a positive color, and the next moment, a bitter smile seemed to be raised at the corner of his mouth.

Nangong Luojing lowered her eyes and nodded shallowly.

Lan Lingxuan saw her nodding, hesitated for a moment, then took a step, turned around, and left.

The long silver-white hair fluttered up as he turned around.

After a long time, Nangong Luo Jing raised his eyes and looked inside the room, and when he looked out of the room, Lan Lingxu and the pale inky figure had disappeared.

looked out the window, only to see another slanting sun hanging in the sky, and turned his head to say something to Feng Yeyu but was blocked.

"Sister don't believe it" Feng Yeyu's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance: "I will go back to Xiling tomorrow night, and I will also implore King Wei to let my sister go to Xiling to live in Xiling for a few days with the night" The bright eyes flashed a little ill-intentioned smile: "By the way, cultivate and cultivate feelings with Brother Wang~~~" A shallow smile rippled from the woman's soft lips.

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yeyu walked towards the door with his hand, leaving Nangong Luojing alone by the window, looking at Feng Yeyu's proud figure, he suddenly felt that his ears and cheeks were surprisingly hot.

Xiling Kingdom Imperial Study

The breeze disturbs the curtain and rolls up a hint of coolness.

The maids and maids guarding the imperial study all peeked at the young king who was sitting on the exquisite wooden chair made of sandalwood at this time and closed his eyes to recuperate, and the king who had just become a little tired from discussing state affairs with the prime minister, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts, today's king seemed to be more beautiful than in the past, handsome and extraordinary, there was an indescribable wanton freedom between the eyebrows, although the face was a little tired, but it was still a man who did not look like the world.

Since that day, their king and the six princes drank tea and talked freely in the Fengwan Pavilion, there have been rumors in the palace, it is said that this Xiling Palace will have its hostess, and this hostess is by no means Miss Situ who left the palace a few days ago, but a fairy-like woman who appeared in the palace not long ago, and the palace maids can't help but sigh.

Sigh why she is not that woman, she can get the favor of the king, it will be a lifetime of happiness, who doesn't want to get it

"Wang" A cold voice sounded in this huge room, only to see a woman in red kneeling on the ground, her eyes glanced at the room, the fierceness in her eyes was obvious, and the maids who glanced at her hurriedly put away the gaze that fell on Feng Yihan, and lowered their heads timidly.

The person on the chair slowly opened his beautiful eyes, looked at the person who disturbed his rest, and looked at the woman who was kneeling in front of him at the moment, with red clothes and eyes, low eyebrows and chins, and couldn't see his face, but he saw that a few fine lines on his forehead were obvious, the woman's age was over forty, it was her, and when she came over, her eyes were suddenly cold.

"Oh, Aunt Wan" snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

The woman in red raised her head slightly, looked at Feng Yihan's face, and seemed to have no intention of letting her get up, so she slowly lowered her head again.

"The Queen Mother is good" Feng Yihan picked up the already cold porcelain cup on the table, took a sip, and then looked at the person kneeling on the ground again.

The cold voice reached Aunt Wan's ears, and she couldn't help but feel a chill all over her body, and said thoughtfully: "The Queen Mother is Jin'an"

Hearing this, Feng Yihan put down the porcelain cup in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with his hand: "Why did that Aunt Wan appear in the palace, didn't this king want you to look at the Queen Mother" The indifferent tone was indeed full of chills.

Aunt Wan said lightly: "The Queen Mother said that she wanted to go back to the palace and let the slaves and maids come to reveal to the king."

"Go back to the palace" A chuckle overflowed from his mouth, Feng Yihan got up from the chair, waved his hand, and signaled all the maids left in the room to retreat, and the maids looked at each other a few times and then retreated.

After taking the maids out completely, Feng Yihan walked in front of the woman who was kneeling on one knee and said coldly: "This king said that she won't want to come back in this life."

Although the deep voice is good, it is cold and biting.

As soon as the words came out, the woman's whole body trembled, and her jaw was silent.

"Bring the king's words to her" flicked his sleeves, and his robe rose resolutely.

"Yes, yes," the woman's palms broke out in a little cold sweat, she knew that this would not work, but the queen insisted on this, she had reminded the queen that she was still in peace, and that the king in front of her was willing to spare her life was already his greatest kindness, how could he let her return to this palace.