Looking at Emperor Yu's expression, Sheng Xue's eyes were gloomy and sharp! Now except for Yin Mo and the insiders back then, everyone knows that she is Yin An's daughter, and she wants to destroy all her support before Feng Qingyan unlocks the seal!

Zhenguo Mansion

"Do you know Yin An." The princess sat in the wind pavilion, looking at Feng Qingyan opposite, with a complicated expression.

Feng Qingyan lowered his eyebrows and was silent.

"Feng Qingyan said that people can be poor, but they can't lose their ambitions." Looking at Feng Qingyan's silence, Yin Luoxue was inexplicably bored.

Actually, I want to hear her explain!

"Mother—are you talking about me?" Feng Qingyan's heart was constricted, and he felt inexplicable pain.

"I don't care how your fire came from, whether you have a deal with Yin Mo or not, Feng Qingyan, you are already the princess of the Zhenguo Mansion." The princess warned in a low voice.

"There is no doubt that Sheng Xue is Yin An's daughter, Feng Qingyan, don't do some senseless acts."

She can't tolerate anyone making a fuss about Miss in her life!

Feng Qingyan's only son sat in the pavilion, and the fragmented memories in his brain over and over again were throbbing again and again.

In the end, he leaned back tiredly, closed his eyes, and felt sour in his heart, inexplicably aggrieved.

You-why did you think that Sheng Xue was so pretending to be her? What is my plot?

Feng Qingyan, who was sitting in the carriage, was pretending to sleep, and suddenly slammed into a slam.

Feng Qingyan's eyes flashed, and he immediately got out of the car.

Qingji immediately appeared, his sword in his hand, and he looked ready to fight at any time.

Looking around, the wind and bamboo shadows move, the dark curtain is silent, and there is no way to escape!

"Qingyan." Yin Mo came alone from the darkness.

Feng Qingyan's eyes narrowed, and there must be a hidden guard next to him.

"Let these family members go." She couldn't see that these people were innocent and died in vain.

"Hehe... Of course, I just want to catch up with Feng Qingyan, and I don't have any malicious intentions. Yin Mo looked docile.

"The princess will go first, and Qinger will break off." After taking everyone away, Qing Er took out his sword and looked at Yin Mo with dark eyes, his eyes full of ruthlessness.

Feng Qingyan raised his hand and signaled that it was okay.

"You go with me." Feng Qingyan was indifferent.

"The princess." Qing Er's face was incredulous.

Looking at the coldness on the face of the princess, Qing Er had no choice but to withdraw his sword and stand behind Feng Qingyan.

"Qingyan, go back with Yan'er, your injury back then was done by a few old fools in the hall, and Yin Yan has already taught them a lesson." Yin Mo looked at Feng Qingyan with a wistful expression.

"I have forgotten the past, and now I am married and have nothing to do with Fushan!" The cold cheeks were very solemn.

Yin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was inexplicable.

"Uncle Yin, if it's just these things, Feng Qingyan has already made up his mind and won't change it." Seeing Yin Mo looking at himself without saying anything, Feng Qingyan frowned, extremely hating this kind of blazing gaze.

"Farewell." Turn around and leave.

"Feng Qingyan." Yin Mo grabbed Feng Qingyan's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Qing Er shot.

Yin Mo flipped and dissolved.

"Let go." A cold tone.

"Heh~" A smile rose into the wrinkled face, which was extremely ugly, especially the eyes, which were dark and gloomy, full of calculations.

Loosened, withdrew, and motioned for Feng Qingyan to leave.

Feng Qingyan turned his head and left.

Yin Mo glanced at Feng Qingyan deeply, his eyes were full of gloom and his breath was gloomy.

In a moment, Sheng Xue appeared from the darkness, her eyes complicated.

"Xue'er should have a way to make Feng Qingyan obediently return to Fushan, right?"

Sheng Xue's fingers clenched, her eyebrows stained with sorrow.

"Go back, don't worry your 'father'." The voice was extremely slow, especially the one that was a warning!

The afterglow of the holy snow swept towards Yin Mo.

"In three days, I will go back to Fushan with you." Sheng Xue's tone was low, as if helpless and unwilling.

"Yes!" Yin Mo responded lightly, turned around and entered the house.

"Stinky boy, let you be sassy, don't snort now." Zhan Jian took a chicken feather blanket and surrounded the night court to play a cool night.

"If you beat me again, I will complain to my mother." Zhan Liang Ye had a gloomy face.

Such an adult is still beating with a chicken feather blanket, is it a shame?

"Whew~" Zhan Jian's beard flew up.

"I didn't want to hide it for long." It's already very good to be able to hide from the old fox of Emperor Yu for so many years.

Zhan Jian darkened her face, "Turn around and say goodbye to your mother." ”

Then he shouted angrily, "This time, I will be half killed by Fang again, don't come back, the angry old man of the province." "Throw your sleeves and leave.

Zhan Liang Ye phoenix eyes narrowed, again? This time, the master will take his head!

"On the march?" Feng Qingyan looked surprised.

"Well, the second prince is injured, and he will leave tomorrow." Zhan Liang lowered his eyes on a cool night, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

Feng Qingyan stared at him intently, unable to say a word in his chest.

Half-ringing, Zhan Liangye pursed his lips, turned around and went out, "There are still some untreated, you go to sleep first." ”

Feng Qingyan frowned, silently looking at the back of Zhan Liangye's departure, and only felt aggrieved in his heart.

In the early morning, the sun was spreading, the room was full of soft light, and Feng Qingyan on the bed fell asleep quietly, and her beautiful face was stunning.

Ah Yue was sweating anxiously outside the door, and pushed open the door in desperation.

Still sleeping?

"Miss."

Feng Qingyan slowly opened his eyes, looking confused.

"Miss, don't sleep, my uncle is going on an expedition today, and now it is estimated that he has already reached the city gate."

Feng Qingyan's eyes were sluggish for a moment, he got out of bed suddenly, ran out regardless of wearing the outer cedar, and ran to the city wall in one breath.

The neat army, a silver-white figure mounted on horseback, wearing silver-white armor, wrapped in a slender and straight figure, waist-length hair neatly draped on the back, the posture of a soldier, the name of the god of war.

As if sensing his gaze, Zhan Liangye turned his head to look, Feng Qingyan appeared on the city wall with a delicate face, and his clothes were messy and thin.

Zhan Liang was angry at night, "Why did you come out so thin, who will you show it?" "The sound is transmitted into the secret, and only Feng Qingyan can hear it.

Feng Qingyan looked sad, he didn't go back to the room last night, and he was still angry?

Zhan Liangye frowned, her eyes were full of distress, she was annoyed with her, and she only stayed in the study all night last night when she saw Feng Qingyan's sadness.

"Stay at home obediently, don't go to Yin Yan again."

Zhan Liang covered the pain in the center of his eyes, and no longer looked at Feng Qingyan.

Qing Er was coldly looked at by Zhan Liang Ye, and he was immediately embarrassed.

I complained in my heart, now I feel distressed, why did I go earlier.

immediately put on a cloak for Feng Qingyan.

"Huajing, you, you have to be careful, you must, you must come back." Feng Yingnian stood beside Hua Jing with a worried face.

Hua Jing lowered her head, reached out and touched the top of Feng Yingnian's head, and smiled, "Well, I will definitely come." ”

Feng Yingnian's cheeks suddenly became hot, and her hands were shyly intertwined, "You must come back, I, I will always wait for you to come back." "The voice is extremely soft.

Hua Jing was stunned for a moment when he heard it.

Ji Ziyue was talking to Zhan Liangye, and after hearing it, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were mixed with anger, disappointment, and uneasiness....

Hua Jing's eyes were complicated, and her lips were pursed, just when Feng Yingnian felt disappointed.

"Okay."

The magnetic and calm voice reached his ears, burning Feng Yingnian's heart, and Feng Yingnian raised his head suddenly.

"Hahahaha......" The corners of his mouth were cracked, his eyes were bright, and he only smirked.

"Haha...", as if infected by Feng Yingnian, Hua Jing also chuckled lowly.

After the army left, Ji Ziyue stopped Feng Yingnian, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and an evil aura rose.

Feng Yingnian felt a hint of chill inexplicably.

"Why are you hiding from me?" Ji Ziyue's tone was gloomy.

"Why, what is there." Dodge, eyes gurgling.

"Huh!" Seeing Feng Yingnian's big eyes, the inexplicable sense of joy suddenly dispelled the gloom in his heart.

"I heard that Qingyan was kidnapped the day you were also injured?" Ji Ziyue lowered his head and approached Feng Yingnian and gently stroked his arm.

After learning that she was injured, she was immediately in a hurry, and when she ran to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she saw that Hua Jing was also there, and she was angry when she saw the appearance of the injured person!

"It's okay." Say it casually.

When he looked up and saw Ji Ziyue's gloomy face, he sighed in his heart, "You, you won't come to me, will you?" ”

After Huajing left that day, the maid said that a friend came to look for her, and then left angrily.

"Humph!" Ji Ziyue's eyes narrowed slightly, glared at her, and turned to leave.

Feng Yingnian's eyes widened, her lips pouted, and she trotted to catch up, "Hey, isn't it you, you're here, why are you leaving again?" Feng Yingnian ran to his left, he turned his head to the right, ran to the right, he twisted to the left again, just ignoring himself.

"Hey, rotten peach blossoms." Feng Yingnian roared loudly.

Ji Ziyue glanced at her and ignored her, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes flickered.

"I'm going back soon." Xuan'er stood in front of Mei.

"Yes." Yin Yan's tone was faint.

"How can there be so many plum trees in your yard?"

.......

"In the winter wind and snow, only Mei Ke is alone." Looking at the plum tree, he doesn't like plum blossoms, he likes pear blossoms, and he planted plum trees in the garden probably because there is a person who looks like plums!

"Yin Yan, I'll go back to Fushan with you." Xuan'er turned around suddenly, her eyes filled with affection, and her expression was extremely precious.

Yin Yan lowered his eyebrows and stopped quietly in front of Xuan'er.

For a moment, Xuan'er lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingers clenched, and she turned white.

Suddenly the fingers were grasped by warm hands, ears

A sigh came from the side, "You must not be frightened by your illness, especially this kind of tightening of the heart, how can you forget it." ”

"Yes! I'm afraid I'm not worthy of you with this kind of disease, right? Xuan'er laughed miserably.

Yin Yan raised his eyes, his clean little face was full of desolation, and he exuded a bitter aura for a moment.

Yin Yan's heart trembled slightly, how can I not be like you?

"Yin Yan, I have never been emotionally moved in my life, but you." Xuan'er flashed a trace of determination, "If you don't want to, I won't force it, I just hope that when the flowers are gone, I can wait for you." "Give me a chance to stay with you!

Yin Yan's heart set off a slight ripple.

The two of them stood quietly in the courtyard, surrounded by flowers and snow, pleasant in the plum, empty and quiet, I don't know who disturbed whose heart!

On the first day of Zhan Liangye's departure, Feng Qingyan watered flowers and admired the moon in the attic.

The day after Zhan Liangye left, Feng Qingyan did not take a step in the Yeyang Court.

On the third day after Zhan Liangye left, Feng Qingyan slept in the room all day.

..........

Zhan Liang Ye has been away for half a month, Feng Qingyan is sitting in the attic, looking at the center of the lake in the distance, his heart is irritable, and he actually misses it a little!

"Miss, do you miss the son?" These days, the young lady does not leave the palace for half a step, and her expression is sad all day long, how can she have the cold appearance of the past.

Feng Qingyan was silent, standing in front of the window, his eyes narrowing slightly, just like Zhan Liang often stood in front of the window with his hands in front of the window!

Ah Yue stood behind her with complicated eyes, Miss, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to the past!

At the border, there was silence in the tent, and the air was mixed with a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Zhan Liang sat on the chair with a gloomy face.

(End of chapter)