Then the Wind Monarch became very wrong.

In the past, he often fished and paddled in the water, but now whether he is listening to lectures or practicing calligraphy, he is full of spirit.

Feng Ling almost guessed what Mu Hui said to Feng Jun, it was nothing more than his own assassination.

Tsk obviously according to her rhythm to beat the eldest prince to seize the throne completely ojbk.

Tsk, eventful.

This incident caused Feng Ling to only have a false face for Mu Hui in the next few years, and the face passed, so he didn't have to bear the charge of being an unfilial daughter, and Feng Ling really didn't want to spend his other thoughts on Mu Hui at all.

Fengjun did his own thing silently, did not fall behind in his studies, but exceeded the progress a lot, made friends with powerful people, and managed his own network.

Feng Ling could only bite her fingers on the side of everything, it was not that she hadn't talked to Feng Jun.

……

"The queen mother told you," Feng Ling tried to pretend to be light, "It's just an assassination, I can protect myself." ”

Feng Jun looked straight at Feng Ling, and only after a while did he murmur, "Lone will definitely become the emperor......

Not long ago, Feng Jun and Feng Ling also said this sentence in the racecourse, but now the mood of the two is very different.

Feng Ling couldn't say a word to Shangfeng Jun's eyes, but he was blocked by the stubbornness contained in his eyes.

Feng Ling felt that the pill, the child she had raised, was afraid that she would not be able to pull it back if there were ten more.

In short, this cub is going to be crooked.

……

If it's crooked, it's crooked, and it can't be pulled back anyway. Feng Ling thought to herself, in fact, it was nothing, it was nothing more than Feng Jun working harder, and it didn't affect her at all.

But Feng Ling was really afraid that one day she would wake up, and the clean child who was softly shouting behind her was gone.

Feng Ling also came over like this, she knew that it was difficult to maintain a clean original heart in the continuous growth, anyway, she didn't keep it.

Can Fengjun keep it?

No...... Right?

Feng Ling's reason told her that she couldn't, but her intuition told her that Feng Jun can, and Feng Jun and her are different existences.

Tsk, it's not cool.

This kind of unhappiness has lasted for several years, Fengjun and her are different people, and the path is definitely different.

This kind of unhappiness caused Feng Ling's original cross-cut to now be put on the agenda.

Private soldiers in captivity.

Feng Ling first asked Mu Hui to give her a larger manor as a base camp, and then invited three or four veterans to be instructors.

And then the question arises, what about Bing?

Mu Hui directly waved her hand and gave her three hundred young people.

and told her, practice, practice to death, it's hers if you're really dead.

Feng Ling had no problem with this, and drew up training items and schedules, handed them to the veterans, and asked for their opinions.

The veterans said it was okay, they hadn't seen such a harsh (and inhumane) employer for a long time.

Anyway, it's not them who suffer.

"And then there's these." Feng Ling took out some of the benefits that were sorted out.

Mu Hui said that she didn't need to treat the three hundred young people as people, but Feng Ling felt that she couldn't be so immoral, after all, as a soul who grew up in the era of peace, the three views couldn't collapse too much.

Well, she just can't get used to Mu Hui.

She is still young, and Fengjun is still young, so there is enough time to grow.

Feng Jun forced herself to grow, Feng Ling couldn't persuade her anyway, and she couldn't be too lazy to be left behind by Feng Jun.

Let's see what they'll look like.

Time will tell.

……

"The master said, 'The lonely word is hopeless.'" Fengjun looked at his notes with some distress, he thought it was good.

Feng Ling glanced at it casually and rolled his eyes, "Indeed, I didn't bluff you." ”

Feng Jun's handwriting practice has not improved at all except for a little neatness.

Fengjun cried and chirped.

He really thinks his handwriting is very good, and there is a kind of chic artistic conception.

"No, no, no, Sister Huang, look at this word, look at this Feng, domineering ......" Feng Jun was slapped with a letter by Feng Ling before he finished speaking.

"Shut up and practice your words."

Feng Ling felt that her brother was crooked, and he had changed from a stupid little milk dog to a funny talker.

Please get her silly cute brother back.

I used to think that younger brother was too stupid, but compared to the current Fengjun, he is a little angel!

What's wrong with being stupid? She's smart enough!

"Imperial Sister," Feng Jun pressed the notebook under the book, "Do you want to ride a horse with Lone?" ”

"What kind of horse to ride on such a hot day? Don't go! Feng Ling glanced outside the store and felt that she would evaporate as soon as she went out.

"Someone stuffed a few Western Regions dancing girls into Lonely, do you want to see it?" Fengjun asked.

Feng Jun gradually grew up, and people kept stuffing him with women to show his favor, but these women were either sent out of the palace or sent to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling likes beauties, men and women are not taboo, as long as they are beauties.

"Ah......h ”

It turns out that the beauty and figure of these Western Regions dancing girls are even better than Feng Ling imagined.

I am used to seeing the graceful women of the Central Plains, and now there are suddenly a few exotic women with a lot of charm...... Feng Ling said that these young ladies of the dancing girls won her heart.

But Feng Ling always felt that something was wrong......

After so long, Feng Ling also saw something.

Their dancing is charming and affectionate, every move is soft and boneless, the lead dancer should be the best dancer, but her movements are more stiff than others.

Without waiting for Feng Ling to take a closer look, a dagger suddenly appeared in the lead dancer's hand and stabbed towards Feng Jun.

Feng Ling was close to Feng Jun, and because she was a little more nervous than others, she was the first to react and pull Feng Jun, and then protect her.

The lead dancer gritted his teeth, his eyes showed a fierce light, changed his target, and stabbed at Fengling.

Feng Ling lifted the fruit plate or something, and then pulled Feng Jun to run, and shouted over and over again the guards of the East Palace who were still stunned.

The lead dancer was quickly subdued.

"Who sent this man?" Feng Jun tightened Feng Ling's hand, Feng Ling still felt that he was shaking, but his expression was so calm that he didn't look like a thirteen-year-old child.

"Back to His Royal Highness, it's Prime Minister Zuo......"

Prime Minister Zuo, the person of the eldest prince, the person of An Yuan.

"Don't make up your mind so easily, killing you has a more hidden method than this, how stupid they are to release the big fish of Prime Minister Zuo." Feng Ling whispered.

Feng Jun nodded and ordered, "Lock up these dancing girls and torture them to find out who is behind them." ”

Feng Ling suddenly pulled out her hand and ran quickly to lead the dance, and then moved her mouth away.

Blood flowed from her mouth.

Well, sure enough, she was determined to bite her tongue and commit suicide, saying that I really couldn't do the killer thing, and I bit my tongue to kill myself if the assassination failed...... Doesn't it hurt?

"Look at it." Feng Ling withdrew his hand and looked at the saliva and blood on his hand with disgust.

"Imperial sister, handkerchief." Fengjun handed her a white handkerchief.

Wow, it's too gay to carry a handkerchief with you, isn't it...... Feng Ling complained in her heart, wiping her hands carefully, although she felt that wiping was nothing, she needed to disinfect.

"This thing...... I believe that His Highness has a conclusion in his heart. Feng Jun's advisor Ming Chu dismissed irrelevant people and said to Feng Jun.

Feng Jun nodded, "Who else is going to check." ”

Feng Ling didn't walk away, and couldn't help but interject when he heard the two of them talking, "Zuo Cheng and An Guifei, you just let it go?" ”

Feng Jun was stunned, "But this incident shouldn't have been planned by them." ”

Feng Ling shook his head, sure enough, he was still a child, and he was still too young and naïve, "But in the eyes of the public, these dancing girls were sent by Zuo Cheng after all." ”

Whether they planned it or not, anyway, these dancing girls were sent by Zuo Cheng, and he is responsible! An Yuan is also responsible! The eldest prince will also be dragged into the water!

Ming Chu also understood, and glanced at Feng Ling a little helplessly and complicatedly, like Feng Jun asking for instructions, "Your Highness, leave this matter to your subordinates." ”

Feng Jun nodded, and then Feng Ling began to move his hands and feet on Feng Jun.