Changxing Marquis Mansion, after coming out of the secret room, Xiao Yici's face has not been very good, and his grandfather's words have been around his ears.

"Childe, now that the king and his wife of Nan'an are dead, presumably the situation is stable for the time being."

I have to say that Lin Feng is still too superficial in his view, although Emperor Song did not exterminate the Nan'an clan, in the final analysis, it was just to stabilize the people's hearts.

The army of Nan'an is still strong, and it is obviously impossible to completely pocket it, leaving Ning Wu on the one hand is to appease the people of Nan'an, and on the other hand, to demote it to a civilian and put it in the prince's mansion, but also to have a more sufficient reason to monitor Feng Qi, it is really the heart of the emperor is unpredictable!

Judging from the current situation, perhaps the biggest hidden danger should be the beam.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yici asked, "Has there been progress in Princess Daliang's affairs?"

He believes that Princess Daliang will never come to Da Song for no reason, but he has never seen her meet Feng Qi, what could it be?

Hearing this, Lin Feng had no choice but to say truthfully: "So far, nothing has been discovered, but just a few days before King Nan'an's accident, she seems to have been out of the city. This is also the place that makes Lin Feng wonder.

Hearing this, Xiao Yici couldn't help frowning, why did King Nan'an suddenly enter Beijing, what happened in the middle of it that he didn't know, and why Ning Wu was seriously injured and let himself bump into it, every place revealed weirdness.

The time of the day passed quickly, looking at the moon gradually rising outside the window, Ning Wu tightened the hand in his sleeve, and took out a jade flute carved in white jade from the bottom of the cabinet, which was given to her by Feng Qi that day.

In the main hall of Izumo Pavilion, a man dressed in red was sitting at his desk, holding in his hand the secret letter that had just been passed from the beam, and after reading it, he lit it directly on the candle on the table.

At this time, Feiliu, dressed in black, walked in and said respectfully to the man in front of him, "Your Highness Qiqi, Wu'er is here."

I don't know if it's his delusion, he always feels that after he said this, His Highness's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Let her in."

After saying only that, Feng Qi picked up his pen and began to write something, and Feiliu answered and retreated.

The woman was still dressed in white, but there was no ornamentation in her hair.

walked to the table and bowed slightly: "The slave Wu'er has seen His Highness." ”

Feng Qi's movements did not stop, and at a glance, he saw the jade flute in the woman's hand, and slowly spoke: "It seems that I have thought clearly." “

After getting along for so long, he more or less understands the woman's temperament, and I am afraid that in her heart, there is nothing more important than the hatred of her family and country.

"I have thought clearly, from now on, Ning Wu is willing to obey the dispatch of His Highness, but I also hope that Your Highness can remember your promise."

Now, she has no choice other than that, she is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and she can do whatever it takes to get revenge.

"Hongyuan is still your power, but your master is still the palace, from now on, there is no Nan'an lord in this world, only Wu'er."

At this moment, Feng Qi regained his true appearance, and at the same time, he was also the person in Ning Wu's memory.

In just a short period of time, the two of them have reached a tacit understanding.

Before leaving, he heard the man say again: "From tomorrow onwards, you will serve by the side of the palace."

may have finally made a decision, Ning Wu thought that she would finally be able to sleep peacefully this night, but whenever she closed her eyes, her mind was full of scenes of the tragic death of her father, queen and mother, as well as the endless irony of Xiao Che and others.

When I woke up, I was already soaking wet.

Unconsciously, she walked to the yard, but she didn't know that in the yard separated by a wall, there were people who couldn't sleep like her.

Doing the math, he seems to have been sent to the Great Song Dynasty at the age of seven, and it has been more than decades in the blink of an eye, and over the years, he has recalled the appearance of Daliang in his mind countless times, but every time it is blurry.

In a trance, he suddenly heard a soothing flute sound, and when he looked up, he saw a woman dressed in white sitting on the eaves with her back to him.

Actually, Ning Wu just felt it, and it was only half a year since she entered Beijing, but everything that happened was too fast, so fast that people didn't expect it, even if she lived again, she couldn't reverse the original situation, was she too useless?

"Playing such a tune on a big night is deliberately disturbing people's dreams?"

The sudden sound startled Ning Wu, the flute stopped abruptly, and when she turned around, she saw a man in red standing behind her, so startled that she didn't sit down and fell to the side.

She originally climbed up with a ladder, and when she saw that she was about to fall down and have a close contact with the earth, she saw Feng Qi flying down and catching the woman, Ning Wu subconsciously wrapped her arms around the man's neck, looking at each other.

Until she fell to the ground, the woman didn't react.

"Don't let go yet."

Hearing the man's cold voice, Ning Wu immediately let go of his hand, bowed his head and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness."