Nangong Luojing glanced at Yan'er, signaled her not to say any more, and then put the snow-satin robe in her hand back on the tray held by Yan'er, and glanced at Feng Yeyu, who was angry at this time because of a little thing, and said faintly: "Is Ye'er still angry" After so long of things, she still didn't let go, and even hated her sister-in-law even more, and in the past half a year, she was like a different person, and her memory was almost blurred with Feng Yeyu who she met for the first time at that time.

Feng Yeyu listened to Nangong Luojing with an expressionless face, and after listening to it, she raised the corners of her lips and raised a mocking smile, and said: "Don't do these things anymore, you know, no matter what you do, I can't forget Sister Huaiyu's sad departure" and can't forget that day that the man rejected her, just because he had a woman in his heart who couldn't belong to him at all.

When Nangong Luojing heard this, she didn't make any further arguments, she didn't say much in the past six months, and what she should have done was something she hadn't done.

She hooked her lips with a smile, lowered her eyes, the loss in her eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but sigh, she still repeated what she had said many times in the past six months, and she was so numb that she didn't know how to explain it to her

Feng Yeyu glanced at Nangong Luojing, who lowered her eyes, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart that slowly grew, although she wanted to make herself hate her, but it seemed that she couldn't really hate this woman no matter what, and she still had a special feeling that made her want to be close and want to be close to her

"If the queen has nothing else to do, then Yeyu will retire first" Despite this, Feng Yeyu's most important thing in her heart was to avoid her.

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Nangong Luo Jing to speak, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the pavilion, and when he walked out of the pavilion not far away, his steps suddenly paused, glanced sideways at Nangong Luo Jing, and said slowly: "If the queen really has time, she should pay more attention to the affairs of defending the country, some things may not be as the queen knows" Leaving this sentence and brushing away, Nangong Luo Jing looked at her departing back in a daze.

"What does the queen and princess mean by this" Yan'er asked in a whisper beside Nangong Luojing, and the words left by Feng Yeyu even felt strange to her, let alone her princess.

Nangong Luo Jing looked intently at Feng Yeyu's distant back, and her thoughts began to spin rapidly, and she only shook her head at the question that Yan'er had left in her ears, because the words left by Feng Yeyu were invisible, not nothing, but too much hidden

What she was referring to when it came to Wei Guo, Murong He had also said the same thing to her a few days ago, why did both of them say that

Nangong Luo Jing propped himself up on the stone table with one hand, supporting half of the weight of his body with one hand, reminiscing about jumping, and all kinds of leaps from a month ago came to his eyes.

She hadn't seen the envoy sent by the King of Wei to Xiling a month ago, and if Yan'er hadn't heard the conversation between the two palace maids and then told her what she had said, I'm afraid that she was the only one in the entire palace who didn't know that her father had sent a messenger.

"My father sent an envoy to Xiling, why did he hide this matter from me?" that night she asked him to understand.

Feng Yihan glanced at Yan'er who was standing outside the door, and said lightly: "There's no such thing, I just plan to tell Jing'er later" Feng Yihan put his hand around her waist and vetoed casually, but he forgot to hide the coldness in his eyes, and the coldness in Feng's eyes was captured by her meticulously.

"No, tell me later," she asked him tentatively, but there was already annoyance in her heart.

"Why, Jing'er doesn't believe in her husband" Feng Yihan reached out and stroked a strand of hair from her forehead, but she avoided it alive

"Believe" she smiled a little desolately: "But what to do Jing'er also want to believe, but the fact is that Jing'er's disbelief is right, there must be a reason for Han to hide this from Jing'er" She has already secretly confirmed that what Yan'er said is true, and her father did send an envoy to Xiling, but she still couldn't figure out why Feng Yihan wanted to hide this matter from her.

"Since the beginning of autumn, there have been disasters in the territory of the country, and the envoys have come to Xiling to ask for help" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her slightly annoyed face, his hands were still wrapped around her cheeks, and the phoenix eyes that made her never get tired of looking at them showed a faint smile, but they were a little evil.

"Really" she was relieved to hear his explanation, and the explanation he gave her was that there were many disasters to defend the country and that she was in urgent need of assistance, and there seemed to be no answer to doubt it, so she didn't ask anymore.

Just a few days ago, the cold-faced general also reminded her to pay more attention to the matter of defending the country, is this all a coincidence, she doesn't know if she thinks too much, but there is always a sense of ominousness in her heart.

"Queen" Yan'er exclaimed, seeing Nangong Luojing slumped on the stone bench like losing gravity, her face was not bloody, and she was a little pale, and hurriedly asked: "Queen, is there any discomfort, come here, go and ask the imperial doctor"

Nangong Luojing raised his hand and waved, but his eyes were unfocused as he looked at the maple leaves in the distance fluttering down with the wind.

"Queen, it's windy here, let's move back to the palace" Yan'er persuaded on the side, looking at the master in front of her worriedly.

"Hmm" Nangong Luo Jing nodded lightly, but the thoughts in his mind were always stuck on what he was thinking just now.

The Imperial Study

On the high position, there were layers of folds in front of the desk where the man was sitting, Feng Yihan picked up a copy casually, and after his eyes quickly swept over the folds, the pen in his hand fell quickly, and Yan Feiting stood in front of him, looking at the king with a colorless face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

"Your Majesty, have you ever found out that Wei Guo is really rebellious"

When Feng Yihan heard this, he stopped writing quickly, and his phoenix eyes hooked the prime minister in front of him: "The prime minister doesn't want this king to think that the prime minister is afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

"Your subordinates don't dare" Yan Feiting arched his hand to defend himself: "Weiguo wants to include Lizhou into his own territory, Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone, how can the king say that his subordinates are afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

"Have you forgotten that the queen of this king is the princess of the country, just a Lizhou, the country is wanted, and the king can afford it" Feng Yihan glanced at the people in the hall and said coldly.

"Has the king forgotten the agreement with the king of the south" Yan Feiting lowered his head, his eyes were cold, could it be that he himself looked away, wasn't the king in front of him like-minded with him