Before the rain stopped, Feng Qingfang set foot on the road to Yicheng.

told Chu Fanyin about this, which made Chu Fanyin cry with worry.

But the holy order cannot be violated, and Chu Fanyin can only pack up his things for Feng Qingfang.

Feng Qingyan got up early, looking at Chu Fanyin's still sleeping face, Feng Qingyan also felt pity in his heart, and never woke him up.

He woke up, and it was another parting.

Feng Qingfang doesn't like the parting scene, and always feels that it is too sad and not suitable for her.

Yesterday, because of the imminent separation, it was another death-to-death lingering.

This was the first time that Chu Fanyin came to Feng Qingyan's side, and they were separated.

Because Feng Qingfang was going to Yicheng to do business, he didn't take too many things, and only brought these clothes and silver taels.

She walked out of the mansion, it was still dark outside, Steward Sun sent Feng Qingmad to the door, and watched Feng Qingmad get into the carriage and return to the mansion.

She wanted to go with Feng Qingma, but Feng Qingmad was worried that she was not there and something happened in the house, so she was asked to stay, so that she could be notified in time if something happened.

What's more, she doesn't know how many months she will be there this time, and she also needs someone to send her the situation in Dijing.

Ye Zhifei's health is not very good, and he is very tired to deal with the news of Dijing alone.

Her body can't work too much and needs her help.

Feng Qingfang only took a few trustworthy retinues and rushed to Jizhou.

went out of the city gate, but unexpectedly saw Ye Zhifei's figure in the long pavilion.

I don't know that Ye Zhifei has been waiting for her here for a long time, and the fox fur on her body is a little dewy.

It was still raining heavily, and her hands were cold.

When Feng Qingfang helped Ye Zhifei up, he felt her body temperature.

"You're not in good health, so why do you want to come out to send orphans?"

Feng Qingfang looked at Ye Zhifei's somewhat pale face, with a little disapproval in his eyes.

Ye Zhifei pulled his lips and smiled: "I mainly want to go to Yicheng, Scarlet only hates that he is not in good health and can't go together, and he is afraid that he will become a drag on his journey, so he has to do what he can to bid farewell to my master......"

Ye Zhifei said and poured a glass of the wine she had prepared, and handed it to Feng Qingyan with his own hands.

She looked at Feng Qingfang, and her eyes were a little positive.

Yicheng is not as good as the imperial capital, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the forces are mixed, and the officials are corrupt and robbers, which is not easy to deal with.

Feng went over there frantically, and there was no one available under him, so he was afraid that he would be hindered step by step.

It might be difficult for a while, but she believed that the person she chose would be able to handle things over there.

She has spied on too many opportunities in this matter, and she must not be involved in it.

"Since the ancient long pavilion farewell, today the scarlet came to send my lord away, nothing to give, only to the wicker on the side of the long pavilion to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, no green in winter, wicker withered, a hundred flowers are sad, may my lord return when the willow branches are luxuriant, scarlet to the city brocade flowers!"

Ye Zhifei said, picked up his wine, and drank it with Feng Qingfang.

She held the wicker in both hands and presented it to Feng Qingfang.

Willow branches, with the meaning of "stay", fold the willow and give it away, and hope that the king will return.

Feng took the wicker given to her by Ye Zhifei frantically, and watched Ye Zhifei bend down solemnly to salute her.

She tightened her grip on the wicker and turned to get into the carriage.

The carriage drove away, and Ye Zhifei got up, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times.

Fang had been patient, and now he dared to cough it out.

The entourage beside her, seeing Ye Zhifei's appearance, hurriedly helped her to the carriage on the side.

Now she has to take care of herself for a while.

Feng Qing frantically whipped his horse and whipped his horse, and it took half a month to reach Yicheng in the carriage.

It's also strange to say that it is not normal for such a torrential rain in this winter, and as soon as the rain stopped, it began to snow heavily in the sky at random.

Originally, they had to travel for ten days, but because of the snow and slippery roads, they walked for a full fifteen days.

As soon as he entered Yichengfeng, he felt desolate.

The outside of the city is intact, but the inside of the city is desolate.

The houses that were originally good were shattered by the flood that broke out more than half a month ago, and only a large area of ruins remained.

The people, who were once wealthy, are now refugees.

It makes people feel sad when they see it.

Now, the snow had just stopped, and a large white scene, accompanied by the tattered clothes and lifeless faces of the people, reflected in Feng's frantic eyes.

Feng Qingyan only then felt the damage caused by natural disasters.

The pain and depression in the eyebrows and eyes of the people washed away the belief that Feng Qingfang once adhered to.

"Brother, I'm hungry......"

A little boy of seven or eight years old was leaning against a boy who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old.

Their clothes were thin and tightly pressed together.

The boy heard the little boy, and from the cloth bag next to him, which was no longer of any color, he felt half of the white cake that had been soaked and was slightly whitish.

He swallowed, and was reluctant to eat, so he handed it to the little boy.

"Brother, you also eat ......"

The little boy took it and raised it to the boy's mouth.

But the boy dodged away, he hadn't eaten for a long time in order to save dry food for his brother.

His stomach felt a burning pain.

"I can't eat it anymore, you can eat this!"

Feng squatted down in front of them and handed them a box of pastries.

The young man looked up at Feng Qingfang, only to feel that he had never seen such a good-looking person.

The body is slender and straight, and the appearance is also beautiful.

She hooked her lips slightly, and the wanton and extravagance between her eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously revealed.

The man put down the pastry and got up and left, without looking at them again.

The boy hurriedly covered the pastry with dirty clothes, and if anyone else saw it, he and his brother would not be able to eat it.

The city lord of Yicheng personally welcomed Feng Qingmad into his mansion.

Strangely, the houses of the people at the gates of the city were destroyed, and the rest of the city was damaged.

But only a large piece of the house near the city lord's mansion was intact.

Feng looked at the big fish and meat on the table, good wine and good food, and his eyes flashed.

"Your Royal Highness, but the food is not to your taste? Her Royal Highness wants to eat whatever she wants, and then order someone to do it! ”

The city lord of Yicheng thought that the food was not to his taste, so Feng Qingfang's face sank, and he hurriedly asked.

Feng Qingfang picked up the chopsticks and ate a few bites casually, with a smile on his face and a cold look in his eyes.

"I don't know when the city lord is going to release grain, this people are going to starve to death......"

Feng chuckled maniacally, his tone a little playful.

She was eating, but suddenly said this.

The city lord of Yicheng was choked while eating, she looked up, but she didn't see any change in Feng's frantic face.

Only then did I settle down a little.

How is it possible to let her put food on those untouchables?

But she couldn't show it.

She nodded, busy responding.

"Naturally, naturally, the lowly will release the grain immediately!"

Feng Qingfang looked at the perfunctory attitude of the city lord of Yicheng, and the smile on his face deepened even more.

This is another bold one who is not afraid of death......