Jiang Weihang listened to the greetings, waved his hand and said, "Please also invite the prince into the city, Miss Lu is afraid that she is anxious to see you." "Feng Mingxie is also a person who says that wind is rain, Lu Yixuan was so seriously injured, he didn't wait, but led thousands of troops and horses to sweep the mountains and rivers.

Feng Mingxie was stunned for a moment, as if the girl's possible words and deeds appeared in his mind, and his footsteps stopped: "Then, let's not go home." ”

Scare?

Jiang Weihang was stunned, where are you going?

The only thing that responded was the low and flowing smile of the little prince Feng.

Obviously, the matter of King Fengyang's return to Beijing is known to the heavens, and the generals and generals of Wenchen know it, but Lu Yixuan does not know, if it weren't for the fact that Qing Kite blinked and always had an expression of wanting to speak and couldn't hold back her words in the past two days, the girl of the Lu family would not want to ask more.

"Can the green kite know how strict the revision of the criminal law was during the founding period of Dayan?" She threw out a sentence inexplicably, shook the half-turned bamboo slip in her hand, and the candlelight shone on half of her face.

The green kite was putting the lanterns back on, shaking her head inexplicably.

"Those who are unknown will be punished with 12 canes afterwards, and those who deliberately conceal it from the Lord's knowledge will gouge out their eyes and cut off their tongues and cut off their way of life." Lu Yixuan picked a grape and threw it into his mouth, snorted, the tail note was curling like a lot, and swallowed an eyeball.

The corners of Qing Kite's eyes twitched, her hands trembled, and the gauze was almost hot, she always felt that Lu Yixuan was deliberately saying it to herself, and she swallowed her saliva.

"Don't get it from the real yet!" Lu Yixuan pretended to put on a straight face and smashed the bamboo slip on the case, this little girl and Jiang Weihangshen were mysterious, and they really couldn't see anything?

The green kite was startled, knelt down with a puff of teeth, and twisted and pinched: "Where, where is there...... Master Jiang said, no, no, no, yes, it was ordered by the little prince, and you are not allowed to disturb you......"

"Lord Wang?" Lu Yixuan frowned, and suddenly came back to his senses, "He went back to the city?!" ”

The kite-like nodded.

"What about people?" Lu Yixuan was a little angry when she asked this, that guy didn't even have the slightest rumor, why didn't anyone tell her?

The green kite is a little difficult to talk about.

"Big ...... Dali Temple. ”

What the?

Feng Ming's evil body was in Dali Temple, except for the dark prison, Lu Yixuan couldn't think of anything else-bastard, she cursed and lifted the corner of her skirt and rushed out of the door.

The anxious tormentor in this Shengjing City who thinks about it day and night must be Si Zhengluo Zhao.

After the little prince returned to the city, he came to Dali Temple without saying a word, no, it was escorted by the three armies at all, and the man put himself in prison, which scared the entire Dali Temple and everyone was uncomfortable, Luo Zhao followed Jiang Weihang's fart * and wiped his sweat.

Lord Jiang, what do you mean by this?

Master Jiang, how is this good?

Mr. Jiang......

Jiang Weihang patted him on the shoulder: "Take good care of the little prince." "It's your old sin to lose a single hair.

Be strong.

Luo Zhao was stunned for a moment, strong fart, what kind of person is Feng Mingxie, now the entire Dayan is under his control, although he is not in the position of the Ninth Five, he is like the master of the country, he Luo Zhao stood in front of him and trembled, how can Dali Temple pretend to be such a god and Buddha, especially the pride of that day, pretending to be pretentious and pretentious and said - Lord Luo, this king is here to atone for his sins.

Expiation?!

Luo Zhao gasped.

There are two small Xiaoice boxes stacked in the prison, which are used to cool down, the straw mat is covered with luxurious soft fur, the corners are built with a lot of scrolls, the four treasures of the carved small text study room, the warm tea is steaming, and the folds that need to be passed every day are properly sent out and stored in the Zhishi Pavilion, and it is an alternative imperial study.

Feng Xiao Wang Ye "worked" in this prison, Lord Si Zheng naturally tried his best to make him satisfied and comfortable, hehe-Luo Zhao could only laugh dryly, just one prince was enough to give him a headache, and then look at the prison door, this is not still holding a table and a chair carved case.

Whose.

Mingzhan.

When Feng Mingxie and Su Yicongee and others quelled the chaos, this highness who dared to act also accompanied him, and he came and went in the wind and rain at a young age, and now he seems to have become the tail behind Feng Mingxi.

"Your Royal Highness, Imperial Doctor Hu and others are waiting in Dali Temple every day, the prince just has a headache and brain fever and can take care of it immediately, you, you should go back to the palace." Feng Mingxie is here to "atone for his sins", what about Ming Zhan? Aren't you here to be a "joint sit"?

Luo Zhao said this for more than a day or two, but it was all fart.

Ming Zhan glanced at him, and Lord Luo touched his nose and retreated.

The candle flame flickered, His Royal Highness yawned and rubbed the corners of his sour eyes, he stretched out his hand to support his chin and raised his eyes to see that Feng Mingxi's slender fingertips turned over the fold of today's review, without any sleepiness, men often forgot to sleep and eat in the past three months, and Dayan's internal worries were still related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and Feng Mingxie did not have much time to rest.

"If you're tired, go back to the palace." The man didn't look up.

"No, my nephew is not tired." Ming Zhan cheered up.

Feng Mingxie moved his fold: "What are you doing with this king in prison?" "Isn't the palace more comfortable than here?

"I want to study hard with Uncle Huang." Ming Zhan said seriously.

"Learn what?"

"The way to govern the country is to be the leader of the plan." Ming Zhan's eyes were firm, he did not deny that he used to be very disgusted with this royal disciple, and even contained resentment and hatred in his heart, but now, what he saw and heard with his own eyes, painstakingly, exhausted, and used soldiers like gods, destroying the withered and decaying, he watched his Donggong brother's undeveloped grand plan easily collapse under this man's words-

Ming Zhan was stunned and amazed.

What kind of person is Feng Xiao Wangye, he wants to know, but he is afraid to know.

Feng Mingxie smiled: "These things, the master of the Royal Academy is teaching them every day. ”

Ming Zhan touched the fold under his hand: "The paper talk is flashy, but how can it be down-to-earth and practiced." His Royal Highness pursed his lips, the things in the books are exaggerated and inexperienced, he is a young man, he once thought that he would become a saint by reading through the ancient and modern times, and now he has seen Feng Mingxi, the light is bright and beautiful, and he knows that it is better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles.

He still has so much to learn.

"This king wants you to go back to the palace." Feng Mingxie raised his eyebrows, there was no forced order.

Ming Zhan bit his lip unwillingly, but he really didn't want to brush the man's will, just twisted and pinched a little bit of the little daughter-in-law's appearance, Feng Mingxie rubbed his forehead and sighed suddenly, which made Ming Zhan have an illusion that "a big disaster is coming".

Suddenly, someone outside the prison slammed into the doorrail and screamed like a pig.

"Here we are." Feng Mingxie had expected it.

Who else could it be, people came before they arrived.

"Feng Mingxie-" The little girl gritted her teeth, the bright knife light was reflected by the candle flame in the prison, and the sound of metal scraping was clear and sharp in the middle of the night, "Bang", the knife wind split the chain on the prison door, and the girl of the Lu family raised her eyebrows angrily, "Bastard!" ”

She blurted out and scolded, and the momentum like a storm shocked Ming Zhan and the officials who rushed to hear the sound.

But in this world, who dares to stand in front of Feng Mingxie and speak disrespectfully, there is probably only this little general.

The man smiled lightly, although tiredness could be seen between his eyebrows, the bright light in his eyes was really like the charm and softness of peach blossoms: "Madame is angry." His face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Lu Yixuan was stunned by his understatement and reprimanded: "Fart! ”

She is rarely so angry, she didn't show those anxious and unbearable in front of people, it doesn't mean that she doesn't have the torment of worrying about her stomach, she is afraid that he will be sick, afraid that he will be injured, afraid that he will have a star to do the loss, this feeling of imminent departure, gain and loss has been entangled for more than three months, and as a result, this bastard thing-

didn't take her feelings to heart at all, and left her without saying a word.

Lu Yixuan was extremely angry, his eyes were red and red, and he held his breath and refused to let it go.

Ming Zhan looked left and looked, suddenly realizing his embarrassing situation.

"Ming Zhan, what do you call this king?" Feng Mingxie said suddenly.

"Uncle Huang." His Royal Highness hadn't understood the man's intentions yet, and he was very happy.

"And what are you supposed to call her?"

The corners of Ming Zhan's eyes twitched: "The emperor, the emperor's aunt ......" Is it a little late to realize that he has become a victim in the confrontation?

The beads of sweat on the forehead of His Royal Highness the young man fell involuntarily.

"Who is your imperial aunt!" Lu Yixuan swept away his mouth and said angrily, why, dare to use a child to please him?!

Ming Zhan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly retreated three feet and bowed his knees: "Master, Master!" "He changed his words very quickly, indeed, Lu Yixin taught him martial arts, and he is indeed a good master.

Feng Ming snorted evilly, not angry.

Ming Zhan understood why Uncle Xiaohuang persuaded him to leave, and now he really wanted to quickly grow eight legs to escape from the scene of this "domestic violence".

"Hehe......" His Royal Highness smiled dryly, "I, I'll go back to the palace first...... No need to send it, no need to send it......" He ran away without a trace, and dragged out Luo Zhao, who had rushed to the wind.

Gotta get it, whoever goes in now is unlucky.

Lu Yixuan subconsciously looked around, fortunately Luo Zhao arranged it very properly, if she didn't say that this was a prison, she really thought that she had entered the imperial study, she retracted her gaze and fell on the man, the two looked at each other, and seemed to be quiet for half a century.

The tip of Lu Yixing's nose was a little sour, and he didn't realize that his eye sockets were already red.

Feng Mingxie took a slight breath, his long eyelashes fell, and he said softly: "Ah." ”

He always seemed to pour countless joys and favors when he called like this, and the gentle soft * jade can turn the hundred refining steel into finger softness, he stepped forward and gently hooked Lu Yixuan's fingertips, and saw that she did not resist the reaction, so he opened his hand and hugged her into his arms.

"I've been waiting, Ah."

He said it again.

Lu Yixing's tense emotions seemed to break the embankment when she touched the man's warm and fragrant chest, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and all the stubbornness was broken into worthless grievances at this moment, she waited for a long time, she was afraid and hated all day long, and she couldn't fly to his side through thick and thin!

Lu Yixuan's hand twisted the hem of the man's colorful feathers, and he suddenly began to cry.