"I'm not a good drinker, I'm just interested in new things, and if I come from a long distance, if I can't taste what I want, I will have regrets in my heart."

"It is impossible for everything to be perfect in life, and it is the norm to have regrets."

"Are there any regrets in the life of King Nanling?"

"The list goes on."

A banquet is over after being drunk.

Back in the Qiande Palace, Feng Mohan lay down directly on the dragon bed.

Tiring.

It's so tiring.

Especially when facing a person who is on par with the emperor's aura, that feeling is like facing two emperors at the same time.

Feng Mohan is a little loveless.

"Uncle Huang, that Duan Ting is an extremely difficult character."

"How do you know?" Feng Qingbai sat in front of the window, sobering up in the evening breeze.

Because you are very difficult to entangle, Feng Mohan naturally didn't dare to say that he had replaced the imperial uncle into Duan Ting, "Look at him, sitting in a wheelchair, he can still make the civil and military ministers who came with him respectful, it can be seen that in Beicang, he is a character who cannot be provoked." Especially with a smile on his face all the time, he is fake, and he smiles like he doesn't smile. ”

"Learn more, and if you can do what he does in the future, the entire court will be in your hands."

"...... "That's far away, "Uncle Huang, I see that you two have a good chat during the banquet, what did he talk to you?" ”

Feng Qingbai was silent, looking up at the stars in the night sky.

The appearance of his little girl laughing happily in the Liu family compound came to mind.

That side is calm, and he will do his best to maintain it.

At this time, in a room of the inn, the man in a wheelchair also watched the stars through the window.

"Lord, did you say that the King of Nanling would allow us to go to Xinghua Village? The man's mind was so heavy that he couldn't fathom it. ”

"What if I am allowed or not, where do I want to go, do I need permission from others?" The man smiled and said lightly.

"I heard that the king of Nanling is very protective of Xinghua Village, and the prince wants to make the trip, but I am afraid that it may not be smooth."

"yes. The roadblock is too difficult, what to do. He rubbed the corners of his eyebrows as if he was distressed, but there was no trace of bitterness in the man's eyes.

King Nanling, wind green cypress.

Indeed, it is better to be famous than to see it.

Turning his head to look at the environment in the room, it is well arranged, and the place to welcome the envoys of other countries naturally can't be cold, but it seems that there is always something missing.

Patting the armrest of the wheelchair, "Let's go, go to the Nanling Palace." ”

"Lord Wang?"

"Huh?" Sideways eyes, swept to the palace maid, "Zifeng, you have a lot of words today." ”

The palace maid named Zifeng immediately lowered her head, didn't dare to say anything more, and instead pushed the wheelchair and walked out.

The master has a good temperament, but when he speaks, he never allows others to put his beak.

Feng Qingbai stepped on the stars and moon to return to the house, and when he entered the mansion, he saw the person who regarded his palace as his home.

Turning around the hall in a wheelchair, looking here and turning over there.

It's a rare guest.

Walking into the hall, he called the little maid to serve tea, Feng Qingbai sat down on the chair, and did not restrict the man from patrolling, "If there is anything inappropriate, the king of the court can give advice." ”

The man turned his head and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "King Nanling doesn't ask me why I'm here?" ”

"You're already there, why ask." He wanted to say, naturally he would say, he didn't want to say, what was the use of asking.

Duan Ting smiled, "I like your temperament, I don't want others, buzzing in my ears and asking a lot, it's so annoying." ”

"It seems that the king of the court has a penchant for breaking into other people's homes, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to cause so much trouble."

"I'm just curious about a lot of things."

"Now, is your curiosity satisfied?"

Duan Ting turned his wheelchair and approached Feng Qingbai, looking at him with his cheeks propped, "No, I'm not curious about things, but I'm more curious about you as a person." ”

"Do you have a habit of breaking sleeves? Sorry, this king doesn't. ”

Duan Ting's face twitched invisibly and stepped back, "If others dare to say this to me, their heads will already fall to the ground." ”

"I'm glad that the king's head still grows on his neck."

After looking at Feng Qingbai for a moment, Duan Ting bowed down slightly, patted the armrest of his wheelchair and smiled, "I don't like the post room room, tonight, I live in the Nanling Palace, and the Nanling King may guarantee my safety?" ”

"Come on, prepare a room, and bring your guests to stay." After instructing the people in the house, Feng Qingbai got up and nodded towards Duan Ting, "King Ting, please take care of yourself." ”

"Thank you." Behind him, a man said softly.

Feng Qingbai didn't reply.

That night, an assassin tried to infiltrate the Nanling Palace, but was stopped from the palace's impermeable protection.

The sound of the fight lasted for nearly an hour, and the people in the guest courtyard slept soundly, and when they heard the movement, they only lowered their eyelids, and fell into a deep sleep again.

When Wei Zi came to report, Feng Qingbai was writing a letter to his little girl in the study.

"Master, the number of assassins' martial arts is different from before, not the same group of people."

Feng Qingbai didn't raise his head, "It's for Duan Ting." During the days when he lived in the palace, he strengthened the defense of the palace. ”

"What does the master mean that he came to the palace to seek refuge on purpose?"

"The battle of the Beicang royal family is not as calm as that of Nanling, a person who is not good at acting and is amazingly talented, and is deeply valued by Beicang Emperor, there are many people who want him to die."

"In this way, isn't the master involved in the struggle of the Beicang royal family?" Wei Zi frowned, there were already too many things on the master's body to count, and if he had anything to do with Duan Ting, wouldn't he be looking for trouble with himself.

"The assassins attacked the Nanling Palace, and the palace was properly defended, what does it have to do with the royal battle? This king knows nothing about those. ”

"......" Wei Zi twitched the corners of his mouth and retreated.

Early in the morning of the second day, the people in the guest house pushed wheelchairs and came out full of energy, and when they saw Feng Qingbai, they stretched their waists.

"Lord Wang, this is the early dynasty?"

"No, I'm going to go to the morning court."

"It's so late, I'm sorry, I slept soundly last night and didn't know how to wake up."

"It's okay, you don't have many days when you can sleep well."

Duan Ting rubbed the corners of his forehead, "Lord Wang, you have thorns on your body, and you are piercing every word." ”

"The king of the court has used my Nanling Mansion as a free bodyguard, and I can't tie it yet? Just when you pay for it. Feng Qingbai said lightly, passing by the man.

Behind him, Duan Ting propped his cheeks, looked at his back, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Lord, are you going back to the post station? This time, the envoy came to negotiate with Nanling, but the prince was not there, and the dragons were leaderless. ”

"It's hard to come out once, so what's the hurry? Let them wait, cart, and walk around the garden. ”

The two maids glanced at each other, and had no choice but to push up the wheelchair and walk along the various paths of the palace to walk around the courtyard and back garden.

While passing through several courtyards, the man looked at the name of the courtyard and burst into a chuckle again, "Liuyun Pavilion, Yuqing Garden, Shengxiao Courtyard." It's really interesting, I can't see it, the famous King of Nanling is so affectionate. ”

"Lord Wang, Liu Yusheng, is the name of the little divine doctor in Yunzhou."

"Yes, this king knows, but this king doesn't like to be reminded." The man looked sideways at Zifeng, with a smile on his face, which did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"The prince forgives his sins!"

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