Xuanying's ten years are the most beautiful year since the twenty-five-year-old Feng Yichen succeeded to the throne.

That year, he had just personally led his troops to defeat the northern Tarran, and the city alone received three, gold and silver treasures, good fields and beautiful ponds, and prisoners of war, and the list was endless. The people said that Feng Guo had such a brave and warlike emperor who governed the country well, and won the other five countries in one fell swoop, and the realization of great unification was just around the corner.

In the eleventh year of Xuanying, several long-dying apricot trees in the palace inexplicably sprouted new branches, and before the early spring and February were over, they had already formed bones and slowly grew buds. The ministers all wrote to say that it was a good omen, and the flattery was endless.

Feng Yichen didn't care much about these, but somehow that year, he was so happy that he really took his courtiers to celebrate for three days. On the first day, a banquet was set up to drink under the apricot tree, and on the second day, I went to the largest water in Shangjing to write poems, and on the third day, I took some brave generals to the paddock to hunt.

Such an event, Feng Yichen's father Emperor Chongdi often held, and after Feng Yichen succeeded to the throne, Fengguo's national strength became stronger, but he kept everything simple, and it was never held in the first ten years. The courtiers were very interested, and the Feng Yichen they brought with them all followed Long Xindayue, and said that it was not extravagant to be able to treat them occasionally.

A procession of hundreds of people rode through the jungle on horseback, and the momentum was so great that even the more timid animals were frightened.

"There's a fox!" Suddenly, a young soldier shouted.

Feng Yichen took a look, but no, the young fox who had always been snow-white seemed to be frightened, running around between the horses' hooves, and lost his way.

I don't know who shot an arrow, wiped the snow-white and clean hair and flew over, but didn't hit. But the little fox woke up from a dream and suddenly found his way again.

It sprang ahead of it, and in a moment it was out of sight.

"This little fox is really spiritual." Feng Yichen admired.

As if they had received some holy decree, they chased after them. Feng Yichen had no choice but to be caught in the crowd, beat the horse and ran in the direction of the fox.

"Where!" The youngster shouted again.

Feng Yichen looked in the direction of the young general's arrow, and saw the fox nesting in the arms of a woman wearing a white mink cloak, as if he had been blessed, and actually stuck out his tongue at him.

"Who are you? Do you want this fox? ”

The woman could see at a glance that Feng Yiyang was the master of this group of people, and asked him directly. She has a pair of full peach blossom eyes of a lying silkworm, with large eyes and a pointed chin, and her appearance is extremely pitiful, which contrasts with the fox in her arms.

"Bold woman, don't ...... soon"

Someone wanted to stop her and let her salute Feng Yichen.

Feng Yiyang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the words behind him.

"This is the fox I discovered first." Feng Yiyang turned over and dismounted, and said in front of her.

From a distance, she is so pure and beautiful, and up close, she looks like a goblin in a folk book, it's really ...... compared all the concubines in his harem. Feng Yichen thought to himself.

The woman didn't think so, and raised her eyebrows at Feng Yichen: "What about the fox you found first, but now it's in my arms." ”

"Bold!" The eyeless courtiers want to scold again.

"Shut up." Feng Yichen glanced back, and the minister really shut up.

Feng Yichen didn't want to hunt this fox in his heart, but he was attracted by the girl holding the fox, and couldn't help but tease her.

"You see, I'm so numerous, it's easy to get a fox from you." Feng Yichen deliberately pointed at the powerful centaurs behind her to scare her.

The woman glanced at the centaur behind him, her brow furrowed, as if calculating her odds.

Feng Yichen looked at her with amusement. How old is she, only sixteen or seventeen? The spring hunt was specially made to clear the forest, how did she get in. Looking at the dress, she should also be a noble lady, but her cute and unafraid appearance is different from the shy noble ladies.

"In that case, I'll pay you, and the fox will sell it to me, okay?" The woman quickly drew a few silver tickets from her sleeve, took out a two hundred taels and handed it to Feng Yichen.

"It doesn't cost a lot of silver to buy a fox. This fox is prettier, I'll pay a little more. "She's very generous.

Feng Yichen just looked at her with a smile and didn't answer. The entire treasury belongs to him, and he rewarded others with money until he was in his twenties, and it was the first time that someone took the initiative to give him money.

The woman thought he was too little, so she took out another one. "That's up to you, too."

The courtiers in the back were all speechless, and they watched the drama lively.

"Do you think I'm short of money?" Feng Yichen's drunkard didn't mean to drink, and there was no fox in his eyes at this time.

This will not work, and that will not work, the woman ran out of patience and glared at him angrily.

"What do you want?"

"Why don't you give me the hairpin on your head?" Feng Yichen stretched out his hand to her jet-black sideburns, like a woman asking for intimate jewelry, the intention was already very obvious.

The woman didn't know if she didn't understand or what, but she really pinched the tail of the hairpin and pulled it off.

She is not like other aristocratic ladies with many headdresses, only this hairpin can fix the hair, this pull, the sideburns are all scattered, draped over both shoulders.

Feng Yichen's heart trembled three times with the black hair, and he was a little stunned for a while.

"Don't regret what you said." This hairpin was carved by her from sandalwood and is not worth much at all.

She handed it over, for fear that Feng Yichen would regret it, so she turned around and ran away with the fox in her arms.

"Your Majesty, do you want to chase or not?" Someone asked.

"No need, go and find out why a woman came in the hunting grounds."

Someone took the order.

Feng Yichen's half-day interest in the back was lacking, his mind was full of peach blossom eyes, pointed chin, black hair, not to mention chasing prey, and he almost couldn't hold the reins when riding a horse.

There are people who can observe words and colors, and they came to Feng Yichen's side and said that it is no wonder that the dead trees have bloomed this year, it turns out that such a beauty is going to come to the palace. Feng Yichen was even more distracted, holding the reins in one hand and the sandalwood hairpin in the other. He thought.

After returning to the palace, Feng Yichen felt like grass growing in his heart, and he was absent-minded for many days.

But who the woman's surname was and where she came from, it has never been able to find out.

So some people said that the deep mountains and old forests have been uninhabited for a long time, and it is not surprising that there are foxes and rabbits. The girl is beautiful and refined, and she has no fireworks, but she is a fox fairy.

Feng Yichen only said: "I am the pride of the sky, the Ninety-Five Supreme, even if she is a fox fairy, can she still be suppressed?" ”

A large number of people were mobilized to investigate, and more than a month passed, the woman was nowhere to be found, and Feng Yichen was almost dying.

One day, a minister wrote to the capital that a large number of imported cloth and garments from other countries had recently flowed in, and the people felt strange and interesting, and they bought one after another, and the local products were greatly impacted, and two famous cloth houses closed down.

Feng Yichen has always attached the most importance to Fengguo's economy and military, and he was anxious, so he brought a few cronies to visit the people.

"I'm afraid you're impatient to live, and you dare to bully people under my Chu Qingci's nose."

A crisp female voice came, and then a person dressed as a boy rolled to Feng Yichen's feet. Seeing that this person's eyebrows are quite familiar, it should be the young master of his courtier's family. Feng Yichen thought, following the prestige, and his heart trembled again.

The man he had been thinking about day and night was dressed in red and chasing after him viciously.