"Off?"

"How can it be deviated? She remembered that the needle had gone through her heart. Feng Luo frowned, a weak look between his eyebrows.

Could it be that the woman in her dream healed her?

Isn't that wicked?

Feng Yueyan looked at Feng Luotian, the woman lowered her head slightly, revealing a cold and familiar face, the more she stared at her, the more the tears in Feng Yueyan's eyes couldn't be contained.

It's her, it's her royal sister, she's still alive!

Unable to suppress the excitement in her heart, Feng Yueyan hugged Feng Luotian and said with a crying voice, "Sister Huang, I really miss you, it turns out that you are not dead, why don't you come back?" I miss you so much. The woman cried like a child, and it was not difficult to see that she was really revealing her true feelings.

The woman who was tightly hugged by Feng Yueyan endured the sharp pain of the wound, with a very surprised expression on her face, she raised her hand and gently lined Feng Yueyan's shoulders, "Girl? Girl? ”

Feng Yueyan let go of Feng Luotian, stared at Feng Luotian's face tightly with her big clear eyes, glanced at her red lips and said, "What do you call me?" Girl? ”

Feng Luo looked at Feng Yueyan with an innocent face, and said in a somewhat restrained tone, "I don't know the girl's name yet, what is the girl's name?" ”

"How can you not know me, I am Sister Yueyan, the emperor." Feng Yueyan grabbed Feng Luo's hand with some excitement and said.

"Oh." Feng Luotian seemed to suddenly realize, looking at Feng Luotian as if he remembered, Feng Yueyan looked happy.

It's just that her next words gave Feng Yueyan a slap in the face, "It turned out to be Miss Yueyan, my name is Chenying, thank you Miss Yueyan for saving her life." Feng Luo smiled, and his words were very detached.

"You are not a dusty person, you are Feng Nuotian, you are my imperial sister!"

"Sister Huang, do you really not know me?" Feng Yueyan suddenly became impatient, and Feng Luo's hand that grabbed it hurt.

"Princess, princess, calm down." At this time, Xingmei walked in with a decoction, and when she saw Feng Yueyan's appearance, she hurriedly put down the medicine in her hand and walked over to comfort the woman.

"Princess? She's a princess? Feng Luotian's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly struggled to get up, but once her body moved slightly, her chest hurt greatly, although it didn't hurt her life, but the needle passed through her body after all.

"Hiss~~" The pain of the wound made Feng Luo pour a cool breath.

Feng Yueyan hurriedly held down Feng Luotian to prevent her from moving, and said in a choked voice, "If you are injured, don't move." ”

"The folk girl didn't know that you were Her Royal Highness the princess, and you offended a lot just now, please forgive the princess." Feng Luotian's voice was a little weak, and the movement just now touched the wound, and his face turned pale instantly.

"Don't say any more, let me ask you, are you really called Dusty?" Feng Yueyan's eyes tightly twisted Feng Luotian and muttered.

Feng Luo looked at the woman with a strange expression, and only nodded after a moment.

"Huh." Feng Yueyan snorted self-deprecatingly, she has been gone for so long, what is she clinging to?

"It's me who recognized the wrong person, I don't believe that the imperial sister died like this, you have a good rest first, I'm leaving." Feng Yueyan's eyes slowly dimmed, the crying in her voice became heavier and heavier, she sniffed hard, she glanced at Feng Luo reluctantly with red eyes, turned around silently, and was lonely for the whole season.

"Princess, princess!" Xingmei looked at Feng Yueyan's departing back, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She wanted to go up and take a look, but there was someone else to take care of.

pursed her lips, Xingmei still stayed, picked up the hot soup on the table, and Xingmei was about to feed Feng Luo to take it.

Unexpectedly, Feng Luo raised his hand to take the porcelain bowl, and said softly with a smile, "I can take care of myself, you go and see your princess." ”

"You ......" Xingmei looked at the woman hesitantly, "Can you?" ”

"I can, you can go." Feng Luo tilted his eyes and gave Xingmei a reassuring look.

"The slave went first." After Xingmei confessed to Feng Luo, she closed the door for her and went to find Feng Yueyan.

There was only Feng Luotian left in the room, and she didn't need to continue pretending, she bit her lower lip fiercely, she had been trying her best to forbear, who knew what kind of state she saw Feng Yueyan when she woke up just now, she felt that her heart was missing half a beat, she couldn't recognize her, if she recognized her now, then all the efforts she and Jiang Wu had made before would be wasted.

"Yueyan, I'm sorry, forgive me for not being able to recognize you now."

And that dream, is that dream true or false, and if so, why is it so real, why does she dream of another self in her dream? And the kid in the ice, who is he? What did the woman mean by that? What does it mean that if one day she knows who she really is, she will tell her all the secrets?

What secrets did she not know?

Longcheng

It was a few days before Xia Bingzhuo and his party arrived in Longcheng.

The Taishou of Longcheng greeted this Lord Qin Tianjian at the gate of the group early.

Xia Bingzhuo, who was wearing a black gauze hat and a purple gold official uniform, entered Longcheng surrounded by everyone.

The city is full of people, the streets and alleys, the street shops and restaurants, all peaceful, so lively, there is no trace of the plague.

"I said Lord Liang, this official came to Longcheng to investigate the plague on the order of His Majesty, I don't know if the plague in Longcheng is true or not?" Xia Bingzhuo looked at the crowd coming and going in the city, and said with some authority.

After all, this Longcheng Taishou is a person who has been in the officialdom for more than ten years, and he knows how to observe words and colors, and see the wind and rudder. So he said flatteringly, the horizontal flesh on his face was even more wrinkled, "Back to my lord, the plague in Longcheng is a non-existent thing, but a few people are infected with the disease, and the adults also know that the symptoms of this disease are similar to the plague, and it was passed on as a plague by those who do good things, and my lord can rest assured, Longcheng is peaceful, there is no plague, no plague." ”

Hearing the answer he wanted, Xia Bingzhuo's treacherous thin lips hooked, turned his head and looked condestinously at the man in front of him who nodded and had a fat head and big ears, and said slowly, "It's best to have no plague, so that Lord Ben will save a lot of trouble, Lord Liang, you should know that the plague is not a joke, Your Majesty will never tolerate the appearance of a plague in Beiyuan, those who are messing with right and wrong and chewing the root of the tongue, I hope that the adults will deal with it as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, yes, the villain must remember the teachings of the adults." The man kept nodding and hurriedly agreed.

"After a few days of traveling, Lord Ben is a little tired."

"The little one has prepared a good room and meals for the adults, and I respectfully ask the adults to move to the driving place." The man heard the meaning of Xia Bingzhuo's mouth, and hurriedly flattered.

"Please!" Led by the Taishou of Longcheng, the group rushed to his mansion again.

"My lord! My lord! ”

A few people were talking, and suddenly, an old man with a disheveled hair came out of nowhere, which scared Xia Bingzhuo.

"Boldly Diao the people, but ...... Dare to scare the officer! Xia Bingzhuo calmed down for a while before he said with a frightened tone.

Lord Liang on the side was also startled when he saw this incident, and hurriedly asked someone to catch this person who suddenly came out.

"My lord, please also ask your lord to be the master of the small people and save the people of Longcheng! Please, Lord Qingtian! ”

"Calling the shots?" Xia Bingzhuo glanced at Lord Liang, took a few steps closer, and looked at the old man kneeling on the ground, "What grievances do you have that you want Lord Ben to make decisions for you?" After all, it is in public, Xia Bingzhuo at least has to think about his own face, and he seems quite kind.