In the early morning of the next day, the sky had just turned a touch of fish belly white. Feng Qingchen had already practiced his sword in the courtyard.

It was once rumored that King Yu worshiped under Lingyun Zhenren when he was young, proficient in various Qihuang techniques, and strong in martial arts, and few people in the rivers and lakes were his opponents.

I saw Feng Qingchen wearing a royal blue tunic shirt, her hair was tied up high, and her beautiful face was full of vitality and confidence under the sun. If this scene is seen by the women of the imperial capital, they will definitely be frantically pursued for a while.

Who said that women are inferior to men, Feng Qingchen's body shuttled through the courtyard like a flexible little snake, and everywhere he went, the grass and trees were bald. With Feng Qingchen's soft drink, the body as light as a swallow soared up, and the sword in his hand quickly slashed out a series of sword lights, the sword light was mixed with a touch of lilac light, and slashed straight towards the rockery in the courtyard. The dust suddenly flew up, and I saw that the rockery of more than three meters had become a pile of ruins.

"The prince is so angry, can you rest and let Qingyan help the prince wipe his sweat."

The male Linghua in the mansion stood behind Feng Qingchen without knowing when.

Feng Qingchen looked at the visitor and raised his forehead slightly, and everyone in the world said that the women's palace fight was a little more fierce than the war on the battlefield. Unexpectedly, the man is also better than this aspect.

Feng Qingchen was about to cross Hua Qingyan and return to the dormitory, but the maid next to Hua Qingyan suddenly knelt in front of him. Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?" ”

Hua Qingyan snorted Chun'er and motioned her to get up, Chun'er ignored the dissuasion of her master, hugged Feng Qingchen's leg tightly and said: "I beg the prince to be the master of my family, the master of the Snow Garden is in charge of the money in the house, and deliberately deducts the food and clothing of our Flower Garden, our Flower Garden is already overstretched, and I beg the prince to punish Xue Jun severely." ”

Hua Qingyan opened his mouth and reprimanded: "Talkative, the prince is busy with official business all day, how can he have time to be distracted." ”

Feng Qingchen frowned, unhappily shook off the corner of the clothes that was grabbed by Chun'er, and said: "This king will definitely find out about this matter and give Hua Jun an explanation, Hua Jun doesn't have to worry anymore, but before that, please also ask Hua Jun to take care of your maid in advance." ”

After finishing speaking, he threw up his sleeves and walked towards the dormitory, he was really annoyed by these trivial matters. When I walked to the door of the dormitory, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of Hua's lost expression, and I couldn't bear it. So he turned back to Hua Qingyan and said, "Since you're here, let's come in."

Hua Qingyan was stunned in place, and only then did he realize that the prince actually asked him to go in, and immediately followed behind Feng Qingchen happily.

Feng Qingchen put the saber on the rosewood table, picked up the kettle and poured himself a glass of water.

"Doesn't the prince have to go to court this morning?" Hua Qingyan asked.

"In order to celebrate the recovery of Yanguo, Uncle Huang granted a day off."

Hua Qingyan stood beside Feng Qingchen, looking at the beads of sweat on Feng Qingchen's face, so he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and was about to step forward to wipe the sweat, but Feng Qingchen turned sideways to avoid it, and Hua Qingyan jumped into the air.

The handkerchief fell to the ground, Hua Qingyan looked at the handkerchief on the ground, and asked excitedly: "Why doesn't the prince refuse to let Qingyan touch it!"

"This king doesn't like it." Feng Qingchen coldly spit out a few words. I don't like to be touched, let alone a man.

"Lord Wang, look at me, I'm light-faced, you brought me back personally, and you said that you would never let people bully me again." The more Hua Qingyan spoke, the more excited she became, and she forcibly attached to Feng Qingchen's body, but was pushed away by Feng Qingchen's palm.

Hua Qingyan was pushed to the ground and muttered: "Lord Wang, what did you bring me to the palace for, for two years, you only pretended to love me very much in front of outsiders, and you never had any friendship with me in private, everything was just for show." After saying that, he stumbled out of the Aoxue Pavilion.

Feng Qingchen looked at Hua Qingyan's departing back, and sighed helplessly: "In this life, I am destined to live up to the servants of this palace, who let myself be a daughter, and the goodness of Longyang was only misreported by the imperial uncle, but Hua Qingyan's infatuation was wronged after all." ”

Two years ago, when he was mistaken by the emperor's uncle for having the good of Longyang, he didn't care about his face and kept sending many servants to the mansion.

At that time, I had no way to clarify, and I went to Manyue Tower to drink wine to relieve my boredom in a fit of anger, and I happened to encounter the scene where Hua Qingyan was bullied by a group of servants, so my Virgin Mary was merciful and brought him into the house, and I never thought it would cause an uproar. But at that time, he didn't think so much, and directly gave him the flower garden, but he never thought that he would become pampered and arrogant now, arrogant and domineering, and he was no longer the young man with red lips and white teeth.

"It seems that it is better for these servants to be sent out of the palace earlier, firstly, to avoid unnecessary feelings for themselves, and secondly, for the sake of their safety," Feng Qingchen thought secretly.

Uncle Huang gave himself a dismissal yesterday, and killed his own people casually, if he arbitrarily charges himself in the future, he will inevitably implicate the entire palace, and thousands of lives may not be able to be saved.

Feng Qingchen paced into the courtyard, looked at the gloomy sky and said, "Father and queen mother, is the emperor going to attack himself after all?" ”

And what responded to Feng Qingchen was just a burst of thunder.