You're angry with the king.

"The subordinates don't dare." Dongting hurriedly lowered his head and replied quickly.

"Ha, Lord Ting is not good at concealing it at all." Miss Yue Chi stood behind Feng Mingxie and waved her hand to dismantle the stage, she had been twisting her mind for the past few days for fear that Lu Yixin would not be able to hold back her breath, but now that she saw that the girl had untied her heart knot, she was very happy, and she couldn't help but ridicule - this is considered that she has not seen the wooden pavilion for a few months, and she naturally can't spare it.

Dongting wanted to speak and stopped, his expression was blocked by the shadow of the tree and he couldn't see clearly, but as soon as this man met Yue Chi's ridicule, he was restrained, and his eyes fell on the little prince Feng who was walking on the snow: "After the prince handed over the Tianhuang jade, if His Majesty has the intention to be unfavorable to Fengyang City, his subordinates are just worried about ......it" He didn't continue, over the years, the Nine Five-Year Venerable had already set up a lot of secret posts in Fengyang because of jealousy and doubt, just waiting to catch this man's handle.

Brother and brother Gong This kind of thing, Dongting doesn't believe it is not uncommon, the Son of Heaven was originally afraid of the Tianhuang jade in the hands of the little prince, but now it is good, Feng Mingxie hands to offer, in the future, every step of Fengyang City is like walking on thin ice.

Although Dongting admires and admires the actions of the Lu family girl, but more from the heart, he feels disdainful of that pure and arrogant spirit, where is the way of the world, where is sincerity, you can ride the wind and waves, Lu Yixing's actions seem simple and childish in the eyes of Dongting.

Feng Mingxie glanced at him, the feather robe swayed over the traces of shoes, the heavy snow had stopped in the treetops, the frost and snow were blown off his face and hair, he knew very well that Dongting had not felt that he should use the life of a royal prince and nobleman since the beginning, no, it was a matter of the life of the entire Fengyang City to exchange for Lu Yixuan's head, and the Ninety-Five Emperor could not condemn Feng Mingxi, so he took Lu Yixuan to open the knife, obviously the high Son of Heaven saw the special place of the girl in the heart of Feng Xiaowangye.

"Now, he has peace of mind, isn't it the heart of a courtier?" Feng Mingxie didn't care, since the Son of Heaven was so angry that he could not offer it with both hands, the snow crunched with a squeezing sound, he raised his hand to play with the pretty plum branches, the petals fluttered with small snowflakes falling from the branches, and the colorful finches and feathers were in the thousands of lanterns with the hazy of the morning light.

"Ka", the plum branch was broken, the dark fragrance floated, and the petals fell on his moonlit robe.

Yue Chi was slightly stunned, and when the little prince was silent and didn't even say much, he had a "strategic plan".

"Lord Wang, what are you going to do?" Seeing that the man did not go to the bedroom but walked straight to the door of the house, the sky is getting brighter, and the master still doesn't plan to rest for a while?

"Tsk," the plum branch shook slightly, and the man said slightly, "I have to settle the account." ”

The huge deep palace was quiet for five days, and it was time to comfort the heartbroken girl on the bed.

Dongting didn't rush to follow, he seemed to be still immersed in his own contemplation, and he didn't realize that Yue Chi on the side was already leaning against the snowflake branch under the porch.

"Does Lord Ting think that it is not worth it for the sake of a woman, or is it not worth it for the sake of this Miss Lu family." Yue Chi is "empathetic", Rao is a word from you, she can give you four, five or six paragraphs to interpret, Dongting's attitude towards Lu Yixuan did not escape Yue Chi's ears.

No, I choked on the wooden guards.

Yue Chi has been following this Feng Xiaowang for several years, and he was arranged to enter Shengjing City when he was a child, which is a small work of Fengyang, and he knows more or less about Feng Mingxie's actions.

"The little prince likes her." Yue Chi asked and answered herself, talking about the love and love of the mortal world without any shame, she shrugged her shoulders as if she was teasing the dumb-faced man in front of her.

The rigid guard smacked his lips, he-he just knew that Feng Mingxie cared too much about Lu Yixuan, so he was upset: "Which kind of like?" He snorted.

"That's the kind of thing."

"......" Dongting gave her a blank look.

"Hey," Yue Chi's eyes rolled and he also learned from Feng Mingxie's way of reaching out and "clicking" to break a branch of dark fragrant plum blossoms, teasingly poking the man's cheek and teasing, "Could it be that the prince wants to marry in the future, can you still stop it?" "Why is this man thinking about all he thinks about is the emotional problems of his master.

"I, I didn't mean that......" Dongting rarely stomped his feet, his face turned slightly red, "The prince has read countless people, seen golden branches and jade leaves, and seen famous and noble women, which one is not gentle and lovely-" Why, it has to be this wild girl who never puts the powerful in her eyes, isn't that pure-asking for hardship."

Ask for your own hardships.

Dongting really can't understand, or rather, he has a lot of grievances for his master.

With Feng Mingxi's identity and status, what kind of woman do you want is not something that comes and goes as soon as she is called, how can she be planted on this little girl, Lu Yixuan is not the master of Ansheng, how much trouble will she cause in the future, how much trouble will she cause, do you want Feng Mingxie to sacrifice her life to accompany her.

"She's not worth it." Dongting thought about it for a long time, and finally the dust settled, he just couldn't see that his master couldn't be sincere for a woman.

Yue Chi was stunned: "Lord Ting, you have exceeded the rules. "The little prince likes who is willing to sacrifice his life and forget death for whom, that is the master's business, as a subordinate, he should share his worries and solve problems, instead of putting the beak of the master's affairs and instigating the master to behave in the world.

Dongting clenched his fists in annoyance, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yue Chi laughed again, she patted the man's shoulder to brush off the snowflakes for him, as if standing in front of Yuehuazhai, the most prosperous in the Shengjing City, she smiled at the frivolous and lazy when welcoming visitors from all over the world, and reached out to rub the man's chin stubble: "Lord Ting, your tone is either too green or full of wood." ”

Yue Chi has been rolling in the wind and dust for a few years, teasing the man She is very handy, her fingertips swim down the jaw to the neck, and then poke her chest lightly, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, but she seems to have just cried, and the corners of her eyes are so red that it is very charming, and Dongting is really a little unbearable stumbling at a glance.

The man cleared his throat and grabbed the woman's restless hand but was too hot to let go, oh, he was even more shy than the girl's house, he simply tilted his head and saw the candlelight in the room beating through the hazy window: "I always feel that Miss Lu is a ...... A duplicitous and insincere girl. ”

Feng Mingxie's flirting and courtesy didn't seem to have taken root in her heart, not only because of this different identity, but also because of Lu Yixuan's attitude - in her heart, the Lu family is everything, and it is her deep love and loyalty engraved in her bones whether she can live or die.

Yue Chi seemed to like to see Dongting at a loss in the face of herself, she didn't press it tightly, she wiped the snow layer with her skirt, attached to the window flower, and the tulle was faintly visible: "Wood, you don't understand women," Yue Chi blinked, "A girl's family has laughed, cried, beaten, scolded and hated in front of men, and even wanted to kill him in anger and resentment, which means that she has this man in her heart." "Because he laughs, because he cries, because he is unswerving and dead.

Yue Chi's gaze became extremely gentle for a moment.

Feng Mingxie demolished that bone for her, she will become the bone of that man, and from now on, those who can live or die for Feng Xiaowangye, cute and hateful, are all Lu Yixuan.

Whether she's worth it or not, the man, is clear.

Dong Ting looked at the woman beside him in confusion, he didn't understand why Yue Chi had some almost envious emotions.

"Silly wood." The woman chuckled softly.

In Feng Xiaowangye's "desperation", it may not only be "like", but also forgiveness.

She didn't speak, but stood shoulder to shoulder with the wood, as if waiting for a light to shine.

In the past few days, the Shengjing City has been boiling in the sky, and it is natural that the little prince Feng has ignored the heavy guards of the Nine Gates and the will of the Son of Heaven, and insisted on "robbing" the death row prisoner of the Lu family from the law field.

But no, it snowed so hard that day, and the entire Dongshikou was a cloud of black smoke and miasma, and I don't know where the strangely dressed assassin came from.

Miss Lu's head did not fall off, but the execution ground was full of blood.

Speaking of Dongshikou that day is really thrilling, as for what happened later, who remembers - aren't the common people busy hugging their heads to save their lives.

The recent headache of the Ninety-Five Emperor has not been alleviated, and it has become more serious, and he is not even willing to move his steps, and Gonggong Wang is comforting him on the side, so he invited the Son of Heaven back to the imperial study to rest.

But the curtain was lifted, but a wisp of moon-white gown fell on the side of the study, the gold and silver flowers were beautiful, and the audacity was lazy and reclining on the long couch in the study of the Kowloon Supreme, as if he was sleeping sweetly, it could be seen that the man was very tired, with one hand on his forehead, the long sleeves covered half of his face, and his breathing was weak.

Grandpa Wang took a look, hey, his heart almost jumped out, the little prince on the cusp of the storm, how could he blatantly sleep here!

"Little ......" The old eunuch was busy trying to step forward to wake up the little demon king of the mixed world, and his arm had been pulled by the Ninety-Five Venerable behind him.

"Shhh", the Son of Heaven motioned to Gonggong Wang to silence and withdraw from the imperial study so as not to wake up Feng Mingxie, but instead untied the golden dragon embroidered fox fur he was wearing and gently covered the sleeping man.

Gonggong Wang looked back at the gate of the palace and sighed, although there were occasional disagreements between the royal brothers, but after all, Feng Xiaowang was the only closest relative of the Son of Heaven today, and his freewheeling was not connived at by the Son of Heaven.

The stone in the old eunuch's heart was lowered.

The Ninety-Five Venerable gently tugged the corners of his sleeves for his brother, and the wrist that was about to be withdrawn was choked by the man, Feng Mingxie's eyes had not yet opened, but the voice came out first: "Brother Chen, thank you for your concern." "Until now, I don't forget to deduce the appearance of brotherhood and brotherhood in front of everyone, who wouldn't be able to play, everyone only said that the respect of the Ninety-Five is like the sea, and the little prince Feng is just wanton.