Following.

Su Mujiu and Lan comfortably got into a brand-new carriage and embarked on the journey back to Beijing.

And since the Xiangshan Temple and their group left, it was completely burned down by the Royal Forest Army.

Su Mujiu yawned, drank fragrant tea, and ate pastries comfortably.

"I didn't expect this prince to be more interesting than Emperor Tang, so he actually prepared a brand-new carriage for us and these pastries." Su Mujiu pursed her lips and smiled, in a happy mood.

Lan picked up a piece of pastry and sent it to his mouth, his eyes flashed with glazed light, "He was afraid that you would stand up and ask for merit for a while, and deliberately treat you as a guest. ”

Su Mujiu bowed his head, feeling that what Lan said was reasonable.

Compared with Tang Huang and the others who were like frightened birds on the way back to Beijing, the two of them were as idle and free as an outing.

Finally, the group returned to Kyoto after several twists and turns.

When they returned to Kyoto, they were in a state of panic, casting a shadow over Kyoto.

The entire city of Kyoto seemed to be overwhelmed by black clouds, and mourning flags were hung over many ministers' offices.

And inside King Mu's mansion.

At this moment, Su Mujiu had already pillowed on Feng Tong's lap and fell asleep deeply.

Feng Tong asked Gonggong Li to bring a blanket, and he personally covered Su Mujiu, with a hint of softness in his eyes.

"Master, this is probably what we have experienced in the past few days." Lan crossed Erlang's legs and swallowed melon seeds, explaining everything that happened during this time.

But he alone hugged the eighth prince and left out the matter of Sumei.

If the master knew about it, he would be the first one who couldn't eat and walked around.

"Are you saying that Si Cen Wei and Su Su revealed their hearts?" Feng Tong's gentle big palm stroked Su Mujiu's long inky hair for a while, and there was a trace of waves in his gentle eyes.

Lan's body stiffened, why didn't the master react to such a big incident when the assassin came, but he was alone in this matter?

"yes." Lan nodded.

Feng Tong smiled gently, the smile on the corner of his mouth became softer and softer, and he seemed to mention it casually, "I heard that the queen intends to let Si Cen Wei marry Li Lian'er, the daughter of the Taifu." ”

"That's right." Lan blinked and replied.

Feng Tong's eyes lit up, "It's indeed a good marriage, so let's help." ”

“……”

Lan silently mourned for Si Cen Wei for three minutes in his heart.

If you have to covet their future crown princess, you are destined to have no choice in this marriage path.

"Bamboo." Feng Tong called softly again.

The bamboo brush hidden on the tip of the tree fell down steadily, and bowed respectfully to Feng Tong.

"You go and find out who sent the assassin this time." Feng Tong's voice was gentle, as if it had been soaked in honey.

"Yes." Bamboo led the order, and disappeared in place again in an instant.

Two days later.

When Si Cen Wei was dragged by the queen to the Taifu Mansion as a guest, she strayed into Li Lian'er's boudoir and saw Li Lian'er taking a morning bath, and the two sides discussed to cover it up.

I don't know why this news has spread, and everyone on the streets and alleys is talking about this affair.

In the end, the matter of the eighth prince taking a concubine was finalized, and the marriage was completed at the end of this year.

Now.

Si Cen Wei's eyes were full of mist, big tears burst out of his eyes, he stared at the smiling face in front of him, his heart was like a knife.

"Xiao Jiu! You're still laughing at me! Si Cen Wei took a bite of the roasted beef viciously and said with a stumbling face.

"Hahahaha~ I'm congratulating you, although I haven't seen Li Lian'er, I heard Lan say that she is a good girl." Su Mujiu said with relief while eating the roasted beef of Fengtong.

Listening to Lan's words, Li Lian'er invited her to bathe with her when she was in the temple, her attitude was modest and pleasing, and her appearance was very bright.

"But because I have a concubine, I can't like you in the future!!" Si Cen Wei cried bitterly that the peach blossoms he had just bloomed had decayed in an instant, and the little mouth ate the barbecue more and more energetically.

Feng Tong smiled gently, his eyes were shining, and his thin lips were slightly opened: "What does the Eighth Prince like about Su Su?" ”

Su Mujiu's smile froze on her face, and she turned her face sideways to look at Feng Tong with anxiety.

Si Cen Wei pursed his mouth and thought carefully for a moment, "I like Xiao Jiu's craftsmanship, and there are a lot of whimsical ideas, and they are still very beautiful." ”

Feng Tong sent a piece of roasted meat to Si Cen Wei's bowl, and continued to say softly: "Isn't Li Lian'er good-looking? Is she boring? ”

Si Cen Wei's brows condensed slightly, and he really listened to Feng Tong's words, he pondered for a moment, his thin lips opened slightly, "It's good-looking, it's good-looking, although it's not as beautiful as Xiaojiu, it's also one in a million, and the conversation is also very interesting, but the cooking skills are ......."

Hearing that Li Lian'er's ten fingers do not touch the spring water, this naturally made him a little distressed.

"How about I ask Su Su to write a recipe for barbecue and hot pot and send it to the palace for the imperial chef's reference?" Feng Tong carefully put forward a constructive suggestion.

Si Cen Wei's brows furrowed, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the sky, "Is that really the case?!" ”

Feng Tong smiled lightly, "Naturally." ”

"Feng Tong, you are so good!!" Si Cen Wei admired from the bottom of his heart, looking at Feng Yan's eyes with unprecedented heat.

Su Mujiu: "......"

How does it feel as if Szenwei's liking is so cheap?

Can just the recipe solve the problem?

Feng Tong turned his face sideways, rubbed Su Mujiu's hair, and a magnetic voice sounded, and the pear vortex was shallow, "Su Su, can you write a recipe?" ”

Su Mujiu looked at Feng Tong, who was smiling like a spring breeze in front of her, and was dragged away for some reason, she subconsciously responded: "Naturally." ”

"Great!" Szen Wei cheered, her bright face mixed with endless smiles.

But as if he suddenly remembered something, his face was covered with a layer of seriousness, his head drooped, put the chopsticks in his hand on the bowl, and stood up.

In the next second, he bowed deeply at Su Mujiu, and said solemnly: "I know that men must not be half-hearted, since I am about to get married, I should treat Li Lian'er wholeheartedly." I'm sorry Xiao Jiu, I can't like you anymore in the future. ”

Su Mujiu: "......"

Shouldn't this be seen or said?

Why is this kid a tendon?

The smile on Feng Tong's face became softer and softer, and his eyes were extremely warm when he looked at Si Cen Wei.

"That...... Can I continue to eat barbecue? ”

Si Cen Wei, who had not been able to wait for Su Mujiu's response for a long time, raised his head cautiously, glanced at Su Mujiu with his spare eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Eat, ah, eat more." Su Mujiu angrily stuffed all the beef into Si Cen Wei's bowl.

"Great!" Si Cen Wei seemed to be injected with vitality in an instant, sat down happily, and took a big bite with a bowl.

After the meal, Si Cen Wei once again staged a funny way of leaving.

He clasped his hands on the door, and his body had been dragged out by the guards.

He stretched his neck and shouted hard: "Xiao Jiu, I'll take Li Lian'er to try your craftsmanship next time!" You've got to make another delicious barbecue—small—nine—"

Su Mujiu looked at the somewhat deformed threshold that was grabbed by Si Cen Wei with a dark face, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.