At the end of the song, Feng Qiao quietly looked at the slightly trembling strings, and sighed softly in a voice that no one could hear. He is Feng Qiao, so he does not allow his weak side to be presented in front of outsiders. The corners of his mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and he became the uninhibited and ruthless Nine Princes again.

"Matchmaker, do you have any wine?"

"Under the bed, take it yourself"

"There will be a period later", Feng Qiao carried a can in one hand, left these four words, and fell lightly from the window.

"You're really welcome", the matchmaker looked at the two jars of wine vacated under the bed, and her flesh hurt tightly.

Feng Qiao stopped on the highest stargazing pavilion in the palace, looking in the direction of Wutong Residence, but he didn't dare to step forward. He sat on the ground with his red clothes and dark cloud sleeves, his fingers flicked, and the sound of tinkling like flowing water came from the guzheng crisply. Guzheng is a musical instrument often played by women, its sound is crisp and lively, men are inevitably a little unstable when playing, but Feng Qiao likes it very much, just because Huang Yu likes it, that's all.

Feng Qiao lowered his eyes and face, immersed in the world he had created, his slender and graceful fingers danced with the strings like flowing water, and his long eyelashes formed an arc of temptation on that heart-shaped face. It's just that there is something that flickers in those eyes, which makes people can't grasp it, but they want to peep, and before they know it, people have been attracted, and they are intoxicated with sound and people. But I was shocked by the dazzling beauty. The moonlight hit Qin'er's body, crossing a layer of silver halo, he tilted his head slightly, his expression was quiet and serene, the corners of his mouth were curved into a smile, one hand picked up the wine jar next to him, and poured a sip, the action was natural and chic, so a graceful and suave person.

He could have been so romantic, without quarrel with the world, to be an unruly prince, but at this time, Huang Yu broke into his heart, he had a beloved, and he also had weaknesses. The son was robbed to the palace to be raised because he was incompetent; Feng Xiyue insulted Huang Yu on the street because he was incompetent; His palace was being watched because of his incompetence. Therefore, he must become stronger, even if the blood is shed.

A fierce light appeared in Feng Qiao's eyes

—————— Dividing Line——————

April in the world is full of flowers,

The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

It was another spring, Ye Lingya rode a white horse to roam in the depths of the peach blossom abyss, enjoying the beautiful scenery of this mountain stream that is not known to outsiders.

His robe was turned upside down and tucked into a white jade belt around his waist, and he wore white deerskin boots on his feet to facilitate horseback riding. The jet-black hair was neatly combed on the top of the head, nestled in a delicate white jade crown, and a pale green silk crown hung from both sides of the jade crown, and a flowing knot was tied at the lower forehead. Dressed in white and with black hair, the clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied or tied, slightly fluttering, lined with a figure hanging in mid-air, like a god descending into the world.

His skin was faintly shiny and flowing, and his eyes flashed with a thousand kinds of glazed light. a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold hand; dark and deep eyes, glowing with a charming color; The thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape all show nobility and elegance.

A Luo Shen dance, a guqin play, dressed in white like snow, the scene of encountering Yue Wenyu at this time last year is still vivid, and a year has passed unconsciously.

The mountain spring is clear, hitting the pebbles at the bottom of the pool, the vegetation is luxuriant, and the mountain flowers are beautiful, which also hides the breath of the guards in the grass.

The white horse wandered at the mountain spring, and his two big eyes looked at the sweet spring water from time to time, but because the master was on his back, he could not bow his head to drink, and he was very entangled.

Ye Ling stepped the foot, got off the horse, untied the saddle imprisoned on it, and patted the white horse's sideburns. The horse was relieved, and happily waged its slender white tail, and lowered its head and gulped the sweet spring water.

It's almost noon, but no one has come, Huang Yu has always been punctual, he would rather come early than late, and it is impossible to come so late at the appointed hour. Moreover, the palace and the prime minister's mansion are obviously separated by a street, why didn't Huang Yu come with him? Ye Lingya faintly felt that something was not quite right.

When he first received his sister's letter, he was very happy, and he just wanted to see his sister quickly, but he didn't notice the strangeness hidden in the letter.

"Sasa-", the wind blows the grass, and Ye Lingya concentrates on the breath around him.

The guards who were lurking in the grass hurriedly held their breath, and even if the poisonous snake climbed on their arms, they would not move.

"Stomp, stomp! Stomp, stomp! The sound of strong horses' hooves came from far and near, and the momentum came straight to the peach blossom abyss. The white horse also pricked up his ears vigilantly and looked in the direction of the comer.

Listen to this voice, not just one horse, at least ten! Ye Lingya stepped on the horse's back, holding the sword in his hand, staring at the periphery of the peach forest.

A horse stepped on the snow from the peach forest with the peach blossom rain violently through, the horse's body raised its four hooves and bent slightly, and the ground shook a burst of floral fragrance.

Feng Qiao was dressed in a red and black robe embroidered with Manzhu Shahua, handsome, with a carved face with distinct facial features, and an angular face that was handsome and abnormal. The evil and handsome face pouted with a dissolute smile at this time, and the whole person emitted a kind of king aura that shocked the world, handsome and extraordinary,

"Repeatedly—"

Feihong's front hooves were raised high and fell heavily, raising his black horse's head, and a handful of white hair on his eyebrows became more and more vigorous.

Ye Lingya secretly held the sword in his hand and looked closely behind Feng Qiao, but the slender figure did not appear.

"Where's my sister?!" , Ye Lingya shouted at Feng Qiao, and a feeling of being deceived came to his heart.

Feng Qiao dismounted unhurriedly, the wind was in his sleeves, his white hand was holding a fan, the corners of his mouth were lightly hooked, his beautiful eyes were like water, he smiled before he spoke, he said that it was okay to be romantic, and it was okay to say frivolous, and slowly replied: "What is the eldest brother doing in such a hurry, Yu'er will come in a while"

"What's wrong with her?" Ye Lingya asked anxiously.

"Yu'er is fine, I'm looking for you for something"

"Say it quickly, don't waste my time"

"Uncle and Qin Yao have already made a marriage, when is the date of marriage?" , Like a family conversation, Feng Qiao shook the folding fan and looked at Ye Lingya. Feng Qiao looked like he was debauched, but the inadvertent light in his eyes made people dare not underestimate it. With long black and dense hair, and a pair of slender Danfeng eyes full of essence under a pair of sword eyebrows, people will fall into the trap he set if they are not careful.

Mentioned by him to the softest corner of his heart, Ye Lingya frowned and replied, "The tenth day of the first month of next month." You came ahead of time just to ask me this question? ”

"It's a good day", Feng Qiao nodded, and automatically ignored the second half of Ye Lingya's sentence. Suddenly, Feng Qiao put his hands on his chest and bowed deeply, "Qiao wants to ask my eldest brother and Qin Yao's county lord to help me and win the world together!" ”

"Ridiculous! My Ye family has been loyal to the golden mean for generations, and will never participate in the contemporary affairs of the court! You'd better die sooner rather than later! Ye Lingya's body is dignified, a pair of eyes shoot cold stars, and two curved eyebrows are like paint. The chest is broad, and there is the majesty of ten thousand invincibles. The words are high-spirited, and the ambition of Lingyun is spitting out thousands of feet. The heart is ambitious and bold, like a lion descending from the clouds. Ye Lingya showed the fierce momentum of General An Yuan.

Feng Qiao challenged his bottom line.

"Hehehe, why should my uncle be so angry", Feng Qiao closed the folding fan, still looking so frivolous, but his words were not as leisurely as his actions, "If you help me win the world, your children and grandchildren will have the title of royal princess and princess for generations and enjoy the supreme dignity of the royal family." If I am in power, the first thing I will do is to abolish the calendar that women are not allowed to join the army and politics, so that Qin Yao can get the meritorious official position she deserves", to lure her and move her with emotion.

"Hahaha, hahaha", Ye Lingya suddenly laughed.

There is anger in the heart, but there is no joy in it

This smile is inexplicable, not like the joy of being knighted. "Feng Qiao, you finally show your true colors"

"What the eldest brother said, Qiao can't understand"

The breeze blew, causing a burst of flowers and leaves to float, and Feng Qiao's calm heart fluctuated a little.

"Did you arrange my father's death?" , Ye Lingya approached step by step, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the man with a disguised mask in front of him. "If it is really Feng Junwei who invited my father to go to the private room, and my father who is angry vomits blood, this kind of thing that is not beneficial to him in the slightest, why does Feng Junwei make everyone known?"

"Wow", Feng Qiao buckled the white folding fan, and countless peach blossoms flew with it. Without the slightest flustery, without the slightest annoyance, Feng Qiao quietly listened to Ye Lingya's accusations against him, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth. "That's reasonable, uncle continues, Qi Ao listens"

If Ye Lingya had known that it was Zuo Xiang who he had killed, why did he wait until now to say the revenge of killing his father? Therefore, Ye Lingya has no complete evidence to prove that he is the murderer, and what he said is just speculation.

"My prime minister's mansion does not participate in the battle for succession, whether it is to Feng Junwei or to you, I am respectful of you, but my father's letter before his death, but he made it clear that I should stay away from you, Feng Qiao, don't you still admit everything you have done?" , The surrounding airflow protruded, and the internal force controlled the air to constantly rotate and circle, and the originally gentle peach blossom suddenly became as sharp as a knife. Ye Lingya stared at the leisurely man opposite, and finally told the secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Feng Qiao used a folding fan to block the blade-like peach blossoms in front of him, and the danfeng eyes behind the folding fan shone fiercely.

"Since you found out, I have nothing to hide, yes, I did all this, my original intention was to let Zuo Xiang assist me in ascending the throne, so that I could give him supreme glory, who knew that Zuo Xiang's old immortal was so stubborn, if he didn't force me to do it, I just lightly used a little means to make him sick like that, a sick Zuo Xiang can't help me anything, it's better for you to succeed to the throne, military merit plus phase is more convincing. Now, with Qin Yao's fame in the frontier, the day of his accession to the throne is just around the corner."

"That doctor is not the king's authority, but you sent someone to disguise it!"

"Yes, you know that doctor, it's not someone else, it's your friend, Gu Zhiye"

Feng Qiao smiled evilly, and secretly tried the soles of his feet, guarding against the angry man in front of him.