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Another gust of cold wind blew suddenly, blowing off the snow between the branches and flowers, and the snowflakes fell like countless goose feathers, as if a light snow had fallen again. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

Feng Yan quickly opened a big red oil-paper umbrella and propped it up on top of the two, the umbrella surface blocked the fluttering snowflakes and the plum blossoms blown down by the cold wind......

Fortunately, I brought an umbrella and didn't let Zhen Zhen get drenched in the snow. Feng Yan thought smugly, his free left hand casually stretched forward, and the two red plums that fell with the wind happened to land on his slender fingertips.

He moved his fingers slightly, playing with the two pink red plums, but his eyes were looking at the girl under the umbrella, her fair cheeks were glowing with a healthy flush, just like the soft and delicate petals of the red plum.

Duanmu Fei looked at the red plum on his fingertips, and felt a little embarrassed: these two flowers are like the plum just now, and they are still not suitable for making plum blossom tea.

She thought about it again and said in a more cautious tone: "Plum blossom tea is elected as a bud to keep its fragrance." Although this flower blooms beautifully, it is only suitable for viewing and playing. As she spoke, she carefully revisited what she had said, and was sure that her meaning was very clear.

However, in the next moment, the boy raised his hand again, and this time, the fingertips rested on her sideburns......

Duanmu stiffened, and the young man's fingers gently fiddled with her soft hair twice, her scalp was a little numb with sensitivity, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"The hairpin is just right."

Feng Yan smiled contentedly, his fur was like a red plum in this cold winter, the colder it was, the more delicate it became.

A smile rippled in his bright phoenix eyes, and his handsome face softened and charmed, shining with a faint luster, like a clear moon in the cold winter.

Duanmu Fei was stunned for a moment. Feng Yan really inherited the good looks of the eldest princess of Anping.

Another gust of cold wind blew, and a cold snowflake drifted into the back of her neck, she suddenly woke up, cleared her throat, and said casually: "Feng Gongzi, please sweep some snow from the petals." So saying, she took out a sheep's hair pen and a porcelain jar from the basket.

Feng Yan looked at her sideways suspiciously, "Don't you pick flowers?" ”

Of course, plum blossoms have to be picked, but Feng Yan doesn't seem to be up to the task...... Duanmu Fei said silently, but with a smile on his face, he said: "Division of labor and cooperation." ”

There was silence for a moment, and time seemed to stand still.

Duanmu Fei almost wondered if such an overkill work made Feng Gongzi feel that he was being looked down upon, she blinked, and was hesitating to find a step for herself to go down, but Feng Yan moved and took the pen and jar in her hand.

"Okay, I'll clear the snow." Feng Yan smiled, smiling brightly.

This was the first time Vera had summoned him, and he had to get this errand done!

Feng Yan raised the sheep's hair pen with great interest and gently swept the plum snow at the plum blossoms, with a bit of naughty childishness between his eyebrows, Duanmu was stunned, and for a moment, he remembered the young Feng Yan in his memory, the boy who was so gentle and loving to cats and horses.

The thought was just a flash, and Duanmu Fei quickly focused his attention on the white plum on the branches, looking for budding buds in the blooming flowers, gently twisting the buds with his fingernails, and putting them into the blue and white porcelain bowl in the bamboo basket......

She was attentive and devoted, so she didn't know that Feng Yan put down her pen from time to time and looked at her with a smile.

I don't know when Bi Cicada came back, but about an hour later, the three of them left Merlin and returned with a full load.

The sun is rising higher and higher, but the temperature around is getting colder and colder, Duanmu Fei didn't feel cold at all, his face and eyes were glowing, and he couldn't wait to make tea for Anping.

She smiled slightly, and the sunlight caressed her face, gilding the bright smile with a layer of foil, exuding a dreamlike brilliance.

Feng Yan looked at her side face with a smile, took a deep breath of cold air, and his heart was hot.

Suddenly, Duanmu Fei stopped and turned her head to meet Feng Yan's deep eyes, which were brighter than his.

"Feng Gongzi, did you hear ......," she looked towards a pavilion in the southwest.

The cold wind in the garden not only blew the branches and leaves, but also sent a melodious and clear sound of the piano, just like the gust of wind blowing through the verdant bamboo forest, and like a clear spring jumping in the mountain stream, washing away the flying dust.

Feng Yan also paused, listened attentively, raised his thin lips lightly, and said affirmatively: "This is Wuchen stroking the qin." ”

The sound of the piano was still coming endlessly, Duanmu Fei raised his little face slightly, closed his eyes in enjoyment, and seemed to be immersed in the sound of the piano.

Seeing this, the smile on Feng Yan's lips spread to the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he proposed with a smile: "Fourth girl Duanmu, let's go and take a look......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a woman in a cyan palace dress in front of him.

"Childe, the fourth girl of Duanmu," Ziyue saluted the two, "Your Highness invites the two of you to come to the warm pavilion." ”

Under the guidance of Ziyue, they walked around a rockery and walked through a narrow bluestone path, and the warm pavilion was completely reflected in their field of vision.

The octagonal pavilion in front is surrounded by several large glazed screens, leaving only a gap the size of a door, and at a glance you can see a man and a woman sitting at a stone table in the warm pavilion, the male stroking the qin, and the female holding the pen, it is Wen Wuchen and Anping.

Both of them are outstanding in appearance and outstanding in temperament.

An Ping obviously saw Feng Yan and Duanmu Fei, and raised his left arm to beckon at them.

The woman is the most sensitive to hairstyles and jewelry, and An Ping suddenly noticed that there were two more red plums on the left side of Duanmu Scarlet than when she was in Yuhuatang just now, and the position where the flowers were worn seemed to be slightly higher, unlike the sideburns inserted in the sideburns when the woman looked at herself in the mirror, but it looked like someone had put them on from a high place......

Could it be ......

An Ping's playful gaze swept over his son's handsome face and smiled. It seems that Ah Yan is still a teachable child, and he knows how to give girls hairpins to please her!

Under An Ping's smiling gaze, Ziyue took the two into the pavilion.

A stove is buried in the ground of the warm pavilion, which is as warm as spring.

Duanmu Fei stopped to listen to the sound of the piano, and even forgot to understand the cloak on his body.

Wen Wuchen, who had his back to them, seemed to have no idea that someone was coming, his slender fingers stroked the strings at will, and the clear and clear sound of the piano flowed out from under his fingers, as if it came from a deep mountain valley, bringing bursts of fragrant flowers, and gradually, the sound of the piano became deeper, and the listener's heart sank with it......

The sound of the piano is tactful, and there is a hint of passion.

Duanmufei's eyes flickered and changed with the ups and downs of the piano, and he was silent...... Until the sound of the piano suddenly froze, as if some stone had been thrown into the lake at random, her eyebrows raised slightly.

In the next moment, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the pavilion fell silent.

Duanmu Fei is still a little unfinished.

Wen Wuchen took back the hand that was pressing on the strings, and muttered, "This section is really not smooth......

"Xu is too anxious to change the tune......" An Ping said as he picked up his pen and made a few notes on a sheet of music at hand, which was staggered with old and new ink, and was altered several times.

Duanmu Fei knew at a glance that these two people should be making up a residual score, and his eyes were brighter.

She tilted her head slightly, recalling the sound of the piano just now in her mind, and the fingers on her side couldn't help but flick slightly twice, a little eager to try......

Feng Yan had been looking at her, and after looking at her subtle eyes, expressions, and movements, he understood something, and proposed, "What 'advice' does the fourth girl Duanmu have?" ”

Wen Wuchen and An Ping's eyes looked at Duanmu Fei in unison, Duanmu Fei couldn't help pursing her lips, revealing a well-behaved smile, and habitually modest: "Don't dare to advise." I have an idea that I might be able to try......"

In the middle of the words, Bi Cicada served Duanmu Fei took off the red cloak, Duanmu Fei walked to the other side of the piano with light steps, looked down at the strings, and plucked the strings twice with interest...... There is no strumming either, just a few simple gestures.

Wen Wuchen looked at her jumping fingertips, and her narrow eyes lit up.

Interesting!

His hands were placed on the piano again, his waist was straight, his eyes were looking at his nose and his nose were looking at his heart, just such a simple posture exuded a kind of elegance and dust unique to Yashi, like a fairy descending to earth.

Duanmu Fei knew that he was going to play the piano, so he subconsciously took two steps back, and his eyes flashed with expectation, which was brighter than the meteors in the sky.

Under the plucking of that elegant fingertips, the strings trembled slightly, and the touching sound of the piano sounded again, as if flowing into the bottom of people's hearts......

The corners of Duanmufei's mouth were crooked like a crescent moon, she didn't speak, and let herself be immersed in the beautiful and smooth sound of the piano.

This time, the song has a beginning and an end, and the sound of the piano fades into the air in a fading trill, as if blown away by the cold wind, and as if drowned by flowing water......

The piano stopped, but the heartstrings seemed to be still plucking and jumping......

The aftermath lingers in the ears, and there is still an aftertaste.

Duanmu lowered his eyes in a daze, and the end of the qin song seemed to be the natural disappearance of life, and it seemed to bring another vitality when it passed, something was ready to move after the cold winter......

After Anping changed the score twice, he raised his eyes and looked at Duanmu and said with a smile: "Fei'er, today you invite this palace to drink plum blossom tea, this music score is used as a return gift from the palace, do you like it?" ”

Hearing this, Duanmu Fei suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes lit up, and he thanked Anping: "Your Highness, then I will be disrespectful." ”

An Ping smiled even more happily, and said to Wen Wuchen, who was confused beside him: "Wuchen, you have a good mouth today!" ”

There was no need for An Ping's orders, Ziyue took the maid to prepare a small red clay stove, a purple clay pot, a few blue and white porcelain tea cups, and beeswax and so on.

The warm pavilion, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly became a lot more crowded.

Feng Yan volunteered to show Duanmu Fei the stove to burn snow water, and Duanmu Fei carefully lit the buds with beeswax on the side, and there seemed to be nothing else in his eyes.

Looking at her serious appearance, Feng Yan absentmindedly added silver bone charcoal to the stove, his eyes stared at her soft side face, and his mood fluctuated several times, from excitement to obsession, and gradually became peaceful and peaceful.

His fur is so cute.

The water in the purple clay pot sounded slightly......

Feng Yan was looking at Duanmufei, and An Ping was looking at the two children quietly, with peaceful eyes.

After a while, Wen Wuchen, who had rewritten and copied the score, raised his head and saw such a scene.

Wen Wuchen's narrow eyes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be a mysterious and complex edge hidden in them that was even more mysterious and complex than the vast stars. He put down the pen, and the sound of putting it down drew An Ping to look at him.

Wen Wuchen raised his right eyebrows, and after glancing at Duanmu Fei, he asked silently with his eyes: ...... this kid Did Ah Yan pick it himself?

An Ping winked at him with a smile and blinked his right eye, the smile in his eyes was about to overflow, proud and satisfied, as if to say: Look, are these two children very compatible?!

Wen Wuchen followed her gaze and looked at Feng Yan and Duanmu Fei for a while, and suddenly asked inexplicably, "Anping, Ah Yandu is fourteen, right?" ”

Fourteen years. An Ping was stunned, and looked at Feng Yan with slightly heavy eyes.

Yes, Ah Yan is fourteen years old, and he has to plan as soon as possible, lest the emperor have undeserved thoughts about his marriage......

Then, Anping looked at Duanmu again and stared at her little face like a delicate flower...... Also, this interpretation flower can't be picked by others!

The boiling water in the purple clay pot became louder, and it seemed that even the kettle was vibrating gently.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from not far away, faintly mixed with a rough panting, "Childe! ”

With the shouting, Luofeng trotted along the path, and the anxious voice also attracted Duanmufei's attention, she put down a bud that had just been sealed with beeswax in her hand, and moved her muscles and bones slightly.

Luo Feng quickly walked into the warm pavilion, and said respectfully to Feng Yanyu: "Childe, the Xicheng Terracotta Division sent someone to look for you, saying that a few students had an accident on Huashang Street......"

An Ping and Feng Yan's mother and son couldn't help but glance at each other, both raising their eyebrows, and their expressions showed a bit of a smile.

"What's going on?" Feng Yan asked lazily, and casually added a piece of silver bone charcoal to the stove.

Duanmufei moved her fingers and thought: If she remembers correctly, then Huashang Street seems to be very close to Dali Temple, and the student who had an accident will not be ......

Luofeng immediately confirmed Duanmu Fei's guess in his heart: "Childe, the accident happened to the students who knocked on the drum and sued the emperor. ”

Saying that, Luo Feng's expression was more solemn, he straightened out his thoughts, and quickly said what happened: "In the morning, after reading the announcement posted by Dali Temple, those students left Dali Temple in twos and threes, and five or six of them only came out of the street, and they were stopped by a group of ruffians on Huashang Street. ”

"That gang of ruffians only said that they didn't like their eyes, and they started fighting without saying a few words, and those students were powerless one by one, where was the opponent of these ruffians and hooligans, they were beaten not lightly, and a man named Luo Qifang was trampled on and broke his hand......"

"Childe, Na Luo Qifang is a native of Suzhou, Jiangnan, and is known for his talent and prestige among the students in the south, and the leader of this beating the drum and complaining is Qi Zijing, his fellow countryman of Ding Wenchang."

After the wind is finished, there is only the sound of boiling water in the warm pavilion, which is as if the purple clay pot is panting, and the people are also restless with the hustle and bustle.

After a while, An Ping said lightly: "Changqing has gone too far this time. ”

Although the people who came to the princess's mansion from the five cities did not mention Changqing, they only said that it was done by a group of ruffians, but the few people present were all smart, and they could guess with their toes why the students suddenly suffered this disaster at this time.

Feng Yan frowned, his face unhappy. This aunt of his, she is really good at picking the day, and she has to pick up the day when Zhen Zhen comes to the door to make trouble for him!

Feng Yan stood up slowly, dusted off his robe, and said reluctantly: "Mother, Wuchen, I'll take a look." ”

An Ping knew what his son was thinking at a glance, and he couldn't help laughing again, waved his hand casually, and said jokingly: "Go, go, go." There is no shortage of you who watch the stove boil water. ”

Feng Yan reluctantly glanced at Duanmu Fei, hey, he would rather stay here and boil water for Zhen Zhen!

Feng Yan was reluctant, but left with the wind.

In a short time, two black horses galloped out of the corner gate on one side of the princess's mansion, and galloped through the snow on the street behind the snow.

"Gotta get ......"

Ben Xiao seemed to know that the master was in a hurry, and the horse's hooves were scattered quickly, leaving off the whole three or four horses of the soldiers of the Xicheng Soldiers and Horses Division who came to pass the word behind, and the two of them rushed to Huashang Street in the west of the city as quickly as possible.

On Huashang Street, there are almost no ordinary passers-by at this moment, and both ends of the street are temporarily blocked by the people of the Xicheng Terracotta Division.

The street was in a mess, and there were overturned stalls, melons, fruits, and vegetable leaves everywhere on the ground, which seemed to be like a tornado crossing the border, but the situation here had obviously been controlled by the people of the Xicheng Terracotta Division, and seven or eight young men who looked like ruffians were all tied into a long string of "grasshoppers" with hemp ropes, describing them as messy, and still cursing and swearing in their mouths.

At the door of a teahouse, five students wearing square scarves and scholar's robes had blue noses and swollen faces, and their clothes were torn loose and messy, and there were a lot of blood and mud.

Everyone nervously gathered around a student in Tsing Yi sitting on the stone steps, and said babblingly:

"Brother Luo, your hand...... How about now? You need to get a doctor quickly! ”

"In a few months, there will be spring, and it will be a hundred days of breaking muscles and bones, what a sin!"

"In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun! It's so lawless! ”

"What a sweep of the floor!"

The students who had suffered miserably were all filled with righteous indignation, pointing at those ruffians and scolding them bitterly.

In the surrounding streets, although the unrelated passers-by were temporarily expelled, the guys and customers of the shops, teahouses, and restaurants were still there, poking their heads out of the houses one by one, pointing at these ruffians and students, and talking about it.

It is conceivable that there will be no shortage of after-dinner topics in the capital in the future.

Feng Yan on the horse glanced around, listened to the commander of the Xicheng Soldiers and Horses Division roughly explain what had happened, and looked at the Tsing Yi student sitting on the stone steps, the other party held his right arm with his left hand, and the right forearm was strangely twisted, obviously broken by the beating.

The kind of pain to the bones can be imagined, the facial features of the students in Tsing Yi are almost distorted, and their faces are bloodless, only the cold sweat that is dense like raindrops gurgling down......

I think this person is the Luo Qifang who broke his hand.

Feng Yan didn't step forward to say anything to those students, and directly ordered: "Go and ask a doctor for these scholars first; Bring back all the offenders...... Also, which door and which household has any bumps, they will also report to the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division. ”

As he spoke, Feng Yan glanced coldly at those ruffians and hooligans, and said meaningfully: "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, dare to be so presumptuous, you can't be too cheap for them...... "If it weren't for them, he would still have a good tea with Zhen Zhen at home!"

The ruffians only felt as if they were being targeted by a beast in the jungle, and looked away in fear.

The people of the Five Cities Terracotta Division used to be lazy, but since Feng Yan arrived, they have cleaned up a few times ruthlessly, and now they can be regarded as being subdued, at least they dare not listen to Feng Yan's words.

As soon as the order was given, someone immediately sent a few students to the Li family pharmacy at the end of the street, and those ruffians were also pulled away.

The commotion gradually subsided, and Feng Yan was thinking about returning to the princess's mansion as soon as possible, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the east, and the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, accompanied by the sound of whipping.

Following the prestige, you can see several sturdy tall horses galloping towards this side, and the red horse in the front is a white-faced bearded chamberlain, followed by several men dressed as forbidden soldiers.

When the people of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division who closed the street in front saw that the posture of these people was from the palace, they did not dare to stop them, and those people galloped over unimpeded, and then "called" to hold the horse rope a few feet away.

The horse neighed uneasily, raised its head high, and soon stopped.

"Commander Feng," the attendant on the red horse did not dismount, and casually arched his hand at Feng Yan, and said with a smile, "The emperor announced that you will enter the palace immediately to meet you!" ”

Ben Xiao snorted and paced his iron hooves twice impatiently.

In contrast, Feng Yan's expression was light, and his expression and posture on the saddle were casual and a little free, and he said briskly: "Then I will bother my father-in-law to lead the way." ”

Before the words fell, the running sky under his crotch had automatically turned the direction and took the lead in galloping out, not to the princess's mansion, but to the direction of the palace.

The young man was dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, the horse's hooves were flying, and the snow mixed with dust was splashing and muddy.

As the chaotic sound of horses' hooves faded away, Huashang Street also completely regained its calm, and passers-by came and went as usual, hurrying ......

The sun was high, the snow was gradually melting, and by the time Feng Yan came to the palace, it was already noon.

Even the palace is white, the yellow glazed tiles on the eaves are also covered with snow, and the eaves are hung with ice hangings of different lengths, and the whole palace is like a crystal palace, cold to the bone.

"Feng Gongzi, the emperor is waiting for you inside." The little chamberlain who served in the imperial study respectfully saluted Feng Yan and led the way in front.

Feng Yan seemed to be a little distracted, stopped under the eaves, and glanced back at the sun in the sky.

Thinking about it, Feng Yan sighed faintly, and finally slowly lifted his robe and crossed the threshold.

In the imperial study, it still hasn't changed, and the ice and snow outside seem to be another world, the atmosphere is depressing and dull, only the footsteps of the emperor walking back and forth, revealing a little irritability.

"Imperial ......"

Feng Yan saluted the emperor as usual, but before he could say a word, he was interrupted by the emperor's displeasure: "Ah Yan, I have appointed you as the commander-in-chief of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, and you are in charge of public security in Beijing, but how can you be bad?!" ”

The more the emperor spoke, the more angry he became, pacing faster, and said angrily: "At the feet of the Son of Heaven, at the root of the imperial city, such a bad incident happened, and it is really ridiculous and generous to spread it!" This matter must be explained to the students! You ......"

"Uncle Emperor is right." Feng Yan raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and clenched his fists solemnly, his beautiful face was filled with righteous indignation, but he naturally interrupted his words, "This thief is bold and dares to run rampant at the feet of the Son of Heaven, if he is not stupid, he must have something to rely on!" There must be a mastermind behind this matter! ”

The Emperor stopped, his eyes deep and looked at the boy a few paces away.

Feng Yan looked directly at the emperor without dodging, his obsidian-like eyes were transparent and flawless, and his mouth was still saying angrily: "Uncle Emperor, those ruffians are so rampant, they don't take you in the eyes of Uncle Emperor at all, they must be killed to make an example of each other!" ”

"Don't worry, since you handed over the security of Jingzhong to your nephew, your nephew can't live up to the grace of God, and you must give an explanation to the students who suffered today!"

"Please also ask the emperor's uncle to give his nephew five days, and the nephew will definitely arrest the thief!"

In a few words, Feng Yan made a military order to the emperor, with a resolute demeanor, and moved forward with a kind of youthful courage.

After speaking, the imperial study fell silent, and only the shallow breathing of a few people remained.

The emperor's face changed several times, and his eyes were even more gloomy.

At first, he just wanted to use this matter to suppress Feng Yan, and by dealing with his dereliction of duty, he pulled the world's attention back from Changqing's body. But now......

Feng Yan's words are righteous and righteous, so that people can't find mistakes. If he didn't let him check, would he want to shield that gang of ruffians and hooligans?

If he asks him to check, I am afraid that the results of the investigation will not be what he wants to see, and it will only make the royal family lose face and become the laughing stock of the world......

The emperor's eyes were cold, and the dark tide was surging.

As the silence spread, the air was heavy, so gloomy that it almost dripped, as if a storm was coming.

In the corner of the imperial study, a long figure stood still in the shadows between the bookcase and the bookcase, when he was silent, he seemed to have no sense of existence like a ghost, at this moment he stepped forward and walked out of the shadows, and his beautiful face and red robe instantly became dazzling.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that this matter should be handed over to Jingzhao Mansion for disposal." Cen Yin spoke.

That's right! The emperor's eyes lit up suddenly, and he almost didn't touch his palm.

Unlike Feng Yan, Jing Zhaoyin is an old fritter, he only needs a hint, he knows what to check and what not to check.

Moreover, this happened in the capital, and the Five Cities Terracotta Division was in charge, and it was okay to hand it over to Jingzhao Mansion!

The emperor had a resolution in his heart, sat down on the circle chair by the window, his expression also precipitated, and said lightly: "Ah Yin is right." Jingzhao Mansion should be in charge of the affairs at the foot of the capital, and this matter should be handed over to Jingzhao Mansion to investigate. ”

Feng Yan didn't speak, but raised his eyes to look at Cen Yin on the side, his eyes were bright and sharp, and a few strands of broken hair on his cheeks showed a touch of unruliness.

The eyes of the two intersected in mid-air, but Cen Yin's expression was always light, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he was light and breezy.

After a while, Feng Yan looked away, clenched his fists and said slowly: "Yes, Uncle Emperor." The nephew retired first. ”

The Emperor waved his hand casually and motioned for him to go.

Feng Yan strode away, and the brocade curtain embroidered with the five-clawed golden dragon fell again and again with his action of opening the curtain, and the golden dragon on the curtain opened its teeth and claws on it, as if it was screaming and struggling......

The emperor casually picked up the enamel pastel teacup on the side, and slowly used the tea lid to gently remove the tea leaves floating on the tea soup, but he was a little absent-minded, and the teacup did not come to his mouth for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, the emperor suddenly asked: "Ah Yin, did you say that Ah Yan did it on purpose just now......?"

"The minister remembers that Feng Gongzi only turned fourteen a few months ago, right?" Cen Yin seemed to answer the question, and his tone was understated.

The emperor looked at the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the tea soup, and was stunned, and his eyes were suddenly stunned.

Yes, Feng Yan is only in the year of the spoon dance.

The emperor finally brought the tea cup to his lips, took a sip of hot tea, and gradually warmed up, but there was still a breath in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down, and he was annoyed by what Changqing did: He, this sister, will really cause trouble for himself. If it weren't for the Queen Mother, I really wouldn't want to care about her!

The cold wind outside was howling, causing the bare branches in the courtyard outside the window to dance wildly, making a "popping" sound.

Feng Yan didn't feel the chill at all, his heart was hot, and after leaving the palace, he didn't go to the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses, but rode his horse straight back to the princess's mansion.

However, when he came to Yuhuatang impatiently, he was dumbfounded when he looked at the empty room in front of him.

An Ping cleared his throat and said, "After Scarlet had lunch, she has already gone back." ”..

Feng Yan stood in place as if he hadn't heard of it, as if he had been frozen.

An Ping held his forehead weakly, and was amused and speechless in his heart: What a stupid son!