When Feng Xiaowang said it, he naturally had a full grasp.

Lu Yixin was in a trance for a long time, when the fake is true, it is true and false, and when it is false, it is also true, this man is silent, smiling, and the charges set by Yan Yan are all irrefutable and unbeaked, she can't help but sigh with emotion, now the chaos in Shengjing City is mixed into a pot of porridge, Lu Yixin doesn't know how ridiculous the gossip behind the high wall and red tiles outside this door will be, and when the clouds open and the moon is bright, will the Lu family have to experience all the culpas that were in the past.

"This king told you that I want you to recuperate with peace of mind," Feng Ming frowned, the more she said, the more this girl thought about it, and worked hard - probably from the day Lu Yixuan stepped into Shengjing City, she didn't dare to relax her distraction, and the man raised his hand and stroked her forehead as if to soothe her sorrow, "You have never been afraid of rumors, you are not shocked and humiliated, and you will care about what the people in Shengjing City think of you?" "When I returned to Beijing from Nanping thousands of miles away as a criminal woman, the eldest brother was a gambler, and the third sister was humiliated, so she didn't ask this girl to bow her head for a while, but vowed to raise her eyebrows and slap the lintel of the medicine - why now, I have palpitations and cowering.

"Besides, there will be happy events in the palace soon." Everyone's focus and gaze will be diverted, and the Son of Heaven is eager to quickly wave this fateful journey, Feng Mingxie said lazily, picking and peeling citrus in the fruit bowl on the side.

Lu Yixuan didn't understand.

"Qin Zheng is afraid that he is going to ask His Majesty for marriage." Feng Mingxie raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his eye seemed to be deliberately glancing at the girl.

"Princess Mingyue?" Lu Yixuan was really stunned, Lord Qin had always regarded the little princess as nothing, why did he suddenly open his mind now.

"You don't look happy."

Lu Yixuan shook his head: "Lord Qin has a reason and purpose for doing something, the Lu family has collapsed in half, and he must plan for his own survival...... Hmm...... "She was still frowning, and she stuffed an orange petal into her mouth, and bit between her teeth, not sour or sweet to soak her throat.

Feng Mingxie's gaze was a little inquiring but not oppressive, and his slender fingers were carefully peeling off the orange line: "I heard that Qin Zheng once went to Dali Temple to see you." "The implication is - what did you girl say to him?

Qin Zheng is a very strange man, he has disdain and appreciation for the Lu family, and from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want Lu Yixing, who is married to his fingertips, to suffer more disasters, but he is on the cusp of the storm and has to make a choice that is beneficial to the family because of his identity.

Feng Mingxi's thoughts about the girl of the Lu family are clear to him, just like the bronze sparrow gold bead hidden in his sleeve, which responds.

Lu Yixuan's eyelashes blinked, he didn't nod or shake his head, what happened in Dali Temple that night, how could he not know if he was as smart as Qin Zheng, whether King Jin was a good master He knows better than anyone else, even if you have a thousand plans, he also has the chance to win - the people who want to get rid of what Ming Wei wants to do have never ended well, after so many years, Qin Zheng has already seen it clearly, and he is ruthless and resolute, Ming Zheng has no doubts about Qin Zheng, if Lord Qin doesn't plan for yourself, in the future, If His Royal Highness the King of Jin doesn't push you out as a stepping stone, he will drag you into the water with him.

In Shengjing City, a favor is a human life.

"You care so much about his future?" Feng Ming was sneering, "Lord Qin didn't have a lot of plans to save you, Mingyue gave him the records of Meijia and He Jin's entry and exit to the palace in the past six months. "Look at the little Jiaoman, she is getting better and better at being a person.

Lu Yixuan didn't know that Princess Mingyue would abandon her previous suspicions, she subconsciously raised her eyes, and her eyes fell into the man's disapproving eyes, she didn't dodge, as if to say that the little princess was suddenly so "understanding" is not like her style - what you instigated?

instigated Mingyue how to win Qin Zheng's favor, how to instigate Mingyue to retreat as advance, and how to instigate Mingyue to use overtures to "force" Qin Zheng to "throw himself into his arms"——

To be honest, Feng Xiaowang is especially good at making suggestions behind his back to eradicate the "big trouble".

The man shook the orange in his hand and motioned for the girl to open her mouth: "This king has done nothing. "His innocence is not gullible.

Lu Yixuan was gagged, and for some reason this citrus was a little sweet: "The prince acts without leakage, where can he ask someone to grab the handle." She muttered a sentence and glanced at Liuyi, reached out and rubbed the clumped cat's head, Liuqi lazily opened his eyes and whimpered and continued to nest in the man's arms and nap.

The ripples in her eyebrows did not escape Feng Mingxie's eyes, this girl's mind is lively, and she can be transparent when she thinks about the cause and effect, and the face of the black-clothed man in the darkness of Dali Temple that day is blurred by the flesh and blood of the black-clothed man's face, which is clearly the rescuer arranged by Qin Zheng, and it is clearly the black cat in front of her.

Liuqi rescued Lu Yixuan and came and went without a trace.

The soft fur of the animal that Qin Zheng found next to the corpse was naturally the pet of this precious little pet, what does that mean, it means that the little prince Feng is about to come to Shengjing, Lu Yixing may be saved, Lord Qin's abacus is no less than anyone in the court, whether the chips of the fierce are worth the little prince Feng, Lord Qin's trade-offs are all in one thought, so Ming Yue came to him and added fuel to the fire.

"Qin Zheng sent the palace records to the hands of the six scar fingers that no one dared to provoke in the street gambling house, and he knew that if this king wanted to save you, he would definitely find out the relationship between Meijia and Yin Mao." Handing it over to the sixth master is the safest, most reliable way to get yourself out.

Lord Qin, smart, his next step is to stand up for himself, and the affection of the little princess Mingyue is all his bargaining chips.

This court has never been an eternal enemy and friend, your cronies can turn around and betray you, and your mortal enemies will also pull you on the edge of the cliff.

Layered upon layer, seeing the moves, there are earth-shaking changes in places that Lu Yixuan doesn't know, the source of all this comes from the beginning of her asking the two provinces to suppress bandits, traps and conspiracies are intertwined step by step into a net, and unintentionally or intentionally become a sharp blade to death.

Some people watched the fire from the other side, and some people turned a deaf ear.

Lu Yixing's breath fluctuated intermittently, her eyebrows wrinkled even tighter, and the fingertips of Feng Xiaowang suddenly twisted to the corners of her forehead, Lu Yixuan's heart jumped, and the deep winter wind outside blew through the treetops, and the lights reflected scattered silhouettes.

It seems that the warmth of the room has become scorching, flowing with the warmth and ambiguity of the dark fragrance floating in the room.

Lu Yixuan's cheeks were slightly hot, her fingertips covered the corners of her lips and gently choked to hide the overwhelm in her expression, Feng Mingxie turned over and got up lightly, brushed her sleeves with her hand, and snorted, the candle flame in the room was quietly extinguished, she was about to say something, her shoulders were held up, and she carefully put down the pillow, and the bedding with a soft fragrance covered her shoulders, and the man's long hair fell on her ears, and there was a messy fragrance that seemed to have ripples of ink and water, and all the waves in her heart were quietly smoothed.

"Shh," he said softly, as if hiding the snow and the moonlight in his voice, "it's time to rest, Ah." ”

Inexplicably, he can let people press all his temperament, and gradually settle down with the thoughts he gives.

In the dimness, Lu Yixuan heard the man's footsteps leaving, from the house to the corridor, the kick and tap were like a cat gently stepping on the vast snow.

Rinse and gargle.

Rinse and gargle.

The snow at night is getting heavier and heavier, but Lu Yixuan has never felt so calm and peaceful.

A dreamless night.

She was woken up from the dreary by a burst of chirping birds, the bright light outside the window seemed to be on the rise, Lu Yixuan rubbed his eyes and stood up on the edge of the bed, half of his body didn't know whether it was pain or paralysis, thinking about it, this girl could grit her teeth and live without making a sound when she was shot by a knife, and she saw the bottles and cans left by Yue Chi on the desk, which were indispensable for hemp boiling.

She lifted the futon and put on her coat, the bright embroidery was a complicated color she had never wore, and she staggered on the bench.

Click, the door opened.

"Ouch, Miss Lu!" Yue Chi saw at a glance that the girl gritted her teeth and got out of bed slowly, she hurriedly stepped forward to hold the person, "If you want to stay, you have to squeak me." "If you accidentally bump and fall, you can pay it back.

"I, I can ...... myself" Lu Yixuan pursed the corners of his lips, suppressing the faint pain in his ankles and chest and abdomen, wanting to prove it with the strength of his arms.

"Don't be reckless," Yue Chi didn't want to give her face, if you don't force this girl to let her go, she can not only turn the sky but also toss and die by herself, as if her bones are engraved with a burden that can only be borne by herself, the pain and torture of a person can be, and others can't bear half of her emotions if they don't want to share it, just like everything she did for the Wei Mansion, Yue Chi was inexplicably a little annoyed and a little distressed, What kind of backbone does it mean that this twenty-eight-year-old girl will take herself as the last bet and bargaining chip, and she is unwilling to share it with others, "I can't see that the beautiful girl is guilty." She snorted.

Yue Chi is from the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou, and he is used to seeing the delicate laughter and scolding of beauties in the honeysuckle building, and look, even the wind and dust girl knows that she has to show weakness, to be wronged, and to be pitiful to make men like to love, but the girl in front of her is unwilling to soften her heart and put a joke.

She loves, appreciates and admires.

Naturally, I was reluctant to ask the little pearl of the Lu family to bear it by myself.

Yue Chi carefully landed with a cane and slowly carried her to the door, crunch, the wooden door opened lightly, and the sun suddenly fell on the girl's eyes, golden, the snow outside had stopped, but the sun was shining but not melting.

Lu Yixuan seemed to be imprisoned in this small room for a few days in a groggy state, there was no wind, no rain, and no scorching sun, the light and heat pierced her pupils, she subconsciously squinted her eyes and raised her eyebrows, the new snow brought the clean and cold air, and the floating dark fragrance of the white plum blossoms, as if washing away all the dust in the world.

Lu Yixuan felt distracted.