Xie Yanhe walked slowly in the direction of the Falling Cherry Blossom Hall along the river bank.

Feng Ying nodded and followed behind her.

"County Lord, thank you for your help. Another day, the slave asked Li Youfu to kowtow to you. ”

"Grandpa Feng is polite." Xie Yanhe casually broke off a willow branch that came over, she pursed the corners of her lips slightly, and smiled lightly: "Gonggong Li can not only make good wine, but if the wine and vinegar bureau did not have his support, it would have caused a big mess a long time ago." Such a talent, how can I watch him buryed. ”

"No matter how good Li Youfu is, it depends on the county lord's discernment." Feng Ying smiled and complimented Xie Yanhe, "Who in this palace doesn't know that Princess Fuqing is lenient and strict, and her majesty is well-giving; And you are a living bodhisattva who saves suffering. When you were in the palace, many of the palace people were favored by you. Everyone respects you from the bottom of our hearts. ”

Xie Yan and a pair of peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, and the meaning of the smile in his eyes was unknown. She covered her cheeks with a fan and said in a manly voice, "Grandpa Feng is really good at talking." It's just that from the past, there is no need to mention it anymore. ”

"Look at the minion's broken mouth." Feng Ying gestured and slapped his mouth, and he showed a flattering smile: "You are right. This person has to look forward. Qifeng Palace is about to usher in a new owner. Minions are here to congratulate you. ”

Xie Yanhe raised his eyebrows. In the past, Feng Ying was more respectful to her, but she was far less enthusiastic than she is today. Feng Ying's attitude suddenly changed drastically, firstly because he saw the malice of the East Palace towards their father and son, and secondly, because of the moving interests.

Although Xie Yanhe saw through Feng Ying's intentions at a glance, he smiled happily at Feng Ying's surrender.

"It's a pity that Gonggong Feng is a celebrity in front of His Majesty, otherwise, I would like to ask Your Majesty for a favor in the future." Xie Yanhe curled his lips and said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Feng Ying's blood surged, and the heart in his chest beat even more violently.

Feng Ying still couldn't understand the unfinished meaning hidden in the words of the lord of Yonghe County. This is clearly saying...... If he wants to leave the position of the head of Qifeng Palace to himself, it depends on whether he is willing to agree.

His Majesty has a godfather in front of him, and Kong Siquan is eyeing him again. If you can retreat bravely, it seems to be a good choice to choose this high branch of the queen.

Not to mention...... His Majesty loves the county lord of Yonghe so much, and in the future, the county lord of Yonghe will give birth to a dragon son, and probably the sky will change in this palace.

If you can serve by the side of the prince...... Your own future can be known just by looking at your godfather.

Feng Ying's excited fingertips were hot, he knelt directly on the ground, solemnly kowtowed to the county lord of Yonghe three times, and said respectfully: "The slave is willing to smear the liver and brain of the county lord, and he will not give up!" ”

"Father-in-law Feng, hurry up." Xie Yanhe chuckled lightly and said softly: "I don't need you to be stupid, as long as you are loyal." ”

"County master, the slave can swear that if he betrays the county lord in the future, he will let the slave die without a place to be buried." When Feng Ying heard this, she knew that the county lord of Yonghe had agreed, and immediately expressed her loyalty.

"I'll watch." Xie Yanhe didn't believe in the oath, but as long as she could sit firmly on the throne of the queen, Feng Ying would never dare to betray her.

As he spoke, the Falling Cherry Blossom Hall was already in front of him.

Feng Ying stayed outside, and Cherry and Mandarin Duck accompanied Xie Yanhe to go in to change clothes.

Xie Yanhe changed into a wide-sleeved fairy dress with smoky satin. As the name suggests, the fabric is as soft as a cloud, the color is like the smoke on the horizon, from dark red to water red and then to light red gradually gradually, like the richest rouge, slowly dissolving in the clear water, and finally turning into a little light pink.

Because of the softness of the smoky satin and the changing colours, it would take even the most skillful weaver five years to weave a single piece. Therefore, even a handkerchief made of smoky satin is considered a rarity, let alone a skirt made of smoky satin.

Houfu's embroidery lady is dexterous, after getting the smoky satin, directly cut the color in reverse, from light red to dark red gradually, and embroidered a large piece of water ripples with the embroidery thread twisted into gold wire at the skirt of the most gorgeous color, like the fiery red glow reflected in the gold water, red and gold reflect each other, sparkling, like a beautiful scene in the sky.

The mandarin duck helped Xie Yanhe to sit down in front of the dressing table, and was about to give Xie Yanhe a flying bun that matched the dress, when he suddenly let out an exclamation of "ah".

In the bronze mirror, Xie Yanhe's eyes seemed to be puzzled.

I saw the mandarin duck said with a solemn face: "County Lord, the golden silk inlaid diamond butterfly play double-flower tendril hairpin inserted in your hair is gone." ”

Xie Yan and Dai frowned lightly and asked, "Did you accidentally lose it on the road?" ”

"It's all a dereliction of duty on the part of the slave maid, and I didn't notice that you were missing a hairpin in your hair." The mandarin duck looked self-reproachful. She said worriedly: "That hairpin is a relic left to you by Madame, and it is very valuable. Besides, if it is picked up by someone with ulterior motives...... No, the slave will go out to find a hairpin! ”

After the mandarin duck finished speaking, he handed the rosewood inlaid turquoise hair comb in his hand to Cherry: "You give the county lord a haircut, and I will go to find a hairpin." ”

"Sister Mandarin Duck, I'd better go." Cherry hurriedly dispelled the mandarin duck's thoughts, "I will only wear some simple buns, where do I dare to show ugliness." I have also seen this hairpin of the county lord, and my sister can rest assured, I will definitely find the hairpin. ”

"That's good." The mandarin duck said with a serious face: "No matter what, you have to find this hairpin." Be careful not to make a fuss. We'll see you at the dinner in a moment. ”

"Yes, Sister Mandarin Duck."

After the cherry left, the mandarin duck's fingers quickly gave Xie Yanhe a good bun, and changed a new set of hairpin rings for Xie Yanhe to wear.

Xie Yanhe straightened the hairpin between his hair, re-oiled himself, and said casually: "It's all arranged?" ”

Mandarin Duck nodded, she attached it to Xie Yanhe's ear, and whispered: "The eldest prince of the Cui family is waiting for you in the Appreciation Pavilion." ”

Xie Yan and Mei's eyes narrowed slightly, she stood up and walked out of the Falling Cherry Hall with the mandarin duck's arm.

Feng Hui saw Xie Yanhe coming out of the hall and bowed down diligently.

Xie Yanhe's tone was soft: "Gonggong Feng is exempt from courtesy." I have something to rely on Grandpa Feng to help. ”

"The county lord commands." Feng Ying knew that it was time for her to submit her name.

Suddenly, the mandarin duck moved her sleeves, and a gorgeous hairpin lay on her white palm.

Xie Yanhe picked up the hairpin from the mandarin duck's hand and said slowly: "I was in a hurry on the road, and I thought that my hairpin had fallen off, so I had already sent the cherry out to find it." ”

Feng Ying was so shrewd, how could he not understand the meaning of the county lord of Yonghe. He took the hairpin held by the county lord of Yonghe with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Please rest assured, the county lord will arrange it." ”

Cherry is a secret guard given by His Majesty to the lord of Yonghe County. The county lord of Yonghe sent the cherries out on the grounds that the hairpin was lost, and he didn't know what to avoid this girl.

Feng Ying's brain was spinning rapidly. But he also knows that walking in the inner palace, there are some things that are known to be the same thing, and once they are clarified, it will be a catastrophe.

Feng Ying didn't ask much.

Believe that people do not need to be employed, and there is no doubt about employing people. This is what Xie Yanhe told her when she was very young.

Therefore, after Xie Yanhe handed over the hairpin to Feng Ying, he did not ask him how to arrange it, but raised his hand to comb his sideburns, and said in a manly voice: "Gonggong Feng, I want to go to the Appreciation Pavilion to meet someone, and ask Gonggong Feng to guide the way." ”

Rao was still stunned by Feng Ying's calmness and alertness, but he was still stunned by the words of the county lord of Yonghe. His pupils constricted, and he glanced at the county lord of Yonghe in great surprise.

There are many people in the palace, and there are eyeliner everywhere, but the county lord of Yonghe has to meet people privately in the palace! Who is this?!

But Feng Ying knows that as a minion, the most important thing is loyalty and obedience. After being stunned for a short time, Feng Ying frowned and said respectfully, "Please go this way, the county lord." ”

In the Appreciation Pavilion, Cui Fuyao touched the hilt of the sword hanging on his waist for the eleventh time, which was his usual action when he was nervous.

Just when Cui Fu was looking forward to it, from the direction of Furong Garden, a palace beauty came from afar.

The fairy skirt on her body seems to be the clouds flowing in the sky, brilliant and gorgeous, with black hair like clouds, delicate face, eyebrows like distant mountains and daisies, and eyes like autumn water. Fluttering like the snow of the wind, as if it is like the closed moon of light clouds. It is suspicious to see Yaotai Xianshu.

Cui Fuyao's limbs seemed to flow backwards, and the only thing in his ears was the heartbeat of his own heartbeat that was about to jump out of his throat.

In his eyes and mind, all that was left was the figure that was gradually approaching, forgetting where he was and what day it was.

"Master Cui, don't come unharmed." Xie Yan and his red lips pouted with a faint smile, and his sweet voice was as gentle as water.

Cui Fuyao suddenly woke up like a dream, and hurriedly bent over to salute Xie Yanhe: "The lower official will see the county lord of Yonghe." I haven't seen him for many years, but the demeanor of the county lord is still the same as before. ”

Because he was too excited, Cui Fuyao's voice trembled faintly.

"Father-in-law Feng, I have a few words to say to Master Cui." Xie Yan commanded with his side head.

Cui Fuyao was on an errand in the palace, so he naturally had seen Feng Ying, and he was slightly stunned when he heard the words, only to find that Feng Ying was following behind Xie Yanhe, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes flashed in an instant.

Feng Ying replied respectfully: "The slave is waiting outside, if the county lord has something, he only needs to greet the slave." ”

After Feng Ying finished speaking, she secretly glared at Cui Fuyao, her gloomy eyes full of threat.

Unexpectedly, Cui Fuyao was interested in the county lord of Yonghe, not only did he not find out, but his eyes were so hot that he even forgot to hide it.

Feng Ying now regrets getting on the thief ship of the county lord of Yonghe, if His Majesty knows, he is afraid that his life will not be guaranteed.

Feng Ying's words were all guarding against herself, how could Cui Fuyao not understand. He smacked his face, and his tone was light: "Father-in-law Feng can rest assured, the lower officials will never dare to make a mistake." ”

Feng Ying snorted lightly, exited the pavilion, and stood guard.

After Feng Ying walked away, Cui Fu shook his lips, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you okay?" ”

"Cui Gongzi, I'm fine." Xie Yanhe changed back to the title of his old acquaintance.

Hearing this, Cui Fuyao lost his mind instantly.

Time seems to overlap.

Cui Fuyao returned to the days when he was far away in the south of the Yangtze River, and the bright girl under the flower tree gradually became clear in her memory, and she became the person in front of her.

The person is still the same person. It's just that the coquettishness, innocence, liveliness and playfulness on her body have all been sealed in the past memories, but have become today's gentle, graceful, elegant and compelling.

Cui Fuyao's heart shrank, and suddenly a dense pain came from the tip of his heart, as if a hundred ants were devouring his heart. Even though he had a thousand words, he didn't know where to start, and finally turned into a sad sigh: "I regret it." ”

Xie Yanhe's fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled. Although Cui Fuyao didn't say that he regretted anything, there was no need to say that she had guessed.

Love is elusive. Sometimes, between people, the difference is not only a heartbeat, but also a fate.

"Cui Gongzi, the past is gone, and you can't chase it." Xie Yanhe said calmly.

Between her and Cui Fuyao, whether it was in the past, now, or in the future, it is absolutely impossible.