Chapter 15: Becoming Abnormal

For example, the news came from the palace the next day - the eldest princess's cultivation was changed from one month to half a month.

At that time, the morning light was just right, and the Jialuo Temple on the top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, so that there was a kind of mystery and splendor of the Yunding Heavenly Palace.

On the white marble square in front of the main hall, Mama An, the representative of the palace, spread the news very clearly to Yun Tong's ears.

Although it was a little worse than expected, it was half a month less, and she reluctantly accepted the holy decree.

And Mama An, who was fat into a ball, also comforted her a few words as usual:

"Eldest princess, although Your Majesty is very worried about you, after all, the holy decree issued the day before yesterday will take you back too quickly, and I am afraid that it will cause speculation again, so I can only grieve the princess to be impatient, as for the matter of the assassin, Your Majesty has already sent someone to investigate."

Yun Tong casually sent it with a textbook-style non-learning and unlearned emphasis: "I know, tell the mother emperor, everything is up to her arrangement." ”

Mama An suddenly smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Don't blame Your Majesty for hurting you, among these princes, the princess is the most obedient, you don't know, in order to choose a good husband for you, she has personally seen how many portraits and how much energy she has spent in the past two days." ”

Feng Yuntong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the matter of choosing a son-in-law, and asked with a smile: "Is that already suitable?"

"Yes, there really is, His Royal Highness the Second Aventurine Kingdom, His Majesty's favorite is him, he is really a dragon and a phoenix among people. The old slave has lived a long time, and he has never seen such a good-looking beautiful man, even if he is on par with General Rong. ”

Feng Yuntong was stunned again, subconsciously turned around, and sure enough, he saw Rong Shaoqing coming over slowly.

"Mama Ann has finished the message? If there is nothing else to do, please do not disturb the princess's cultivation, so as not to disappoint His Majesty. ”

Do you want to be so arrogant? That's the empress's first-class henchman!

However, Mama An could only smile obediently, and with a wave of her hand, she led a group of people away.

Rong Shaoqing's face did not change and ordered: "Eldest princess, if you can't get to the palace of the Ming King and can't pick up the brush within a stick of incense, then don't blame the ministers for being polite." ”

What does Feng Yuntong dare to say? Mama An doesn't dare to do anything about the spokesperson of the empress, what is she a little princess, and I don't know if the Rong family knows how to write the words "Gonggao Gai Lord"?

Of course, even if they knew, it was already too late at the beginning of their crossing! Feng Yuntong felt that he was going to be perverted in greatness, but no one noticed it, so lonely!

After half a pillar of incense, Feng Yuntong sat on the red table with his hands clean and exhaled deeply, making up his mind to really practice hard, and the Buddha's light could cultivate his heart and continue to enjoy loneliness.

So this time she copied it very carefully, word by word, and was extremely religious.

Quietly immovable Ming King Palace, from sunrise to sunset, the day passed in the blink of an eye.

Then the second day, the third day, and the fourth day, for ten days in a row, Yun Yun looked at his nose and nose and heart, and he was really as conscientious as an old monk entering the meditation.

It was so abnormal that Rong Shaoqing was suspicious, and in the afternoon of this day, he finally couldn't bear to speak: "Feng Yuntong, what the hell are you doing?"

At that time, the sun was shining on half of the hall, and the black stone slab that was light and visible reflected Yun Yun's surprised face, she turned around and asked blankly, "What the hell?"

Rong Shaoqing looked at her condescendingly for a few seconds, then suddenly walked across from her, sat down with a hem of his clothes and said, "Since the night of the assassin, you have been as quiet as a chicken, this is not like your character, what are you thinking?"

Feng Yuntong raised his eyebrows amusedly: "General Rong, I still remember that ten days ago you clearly warned the palace, to be quiet and well-behaved, what's the matter, I have done what you said now, and you are not satisfied?"