"In addition, I have divided the territory of the Five Kingdoms in detail, so you can check it carefully. If there is a territorial conflict, we will discuss it again, and after the discussion, if there is no objection, the Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence will come into force. ”

The development of a country cannot be confined to a small domestic country, and the relative stability between countries is also very important.

In the past ten years, he has tried his best to reform some livelihood issues, and the national economy has gradually improved.

And the war between Xueyu and Muguo is just an opportunity.

If the trade treaty is formally implemented, there will be a brief peace between the five countries. In this short period of time, he and Feng Nanqi must seize the time to solve the existing shortcomings in the country.

After lengthy negotiations, the four countries also agreed to this proposal. I plan to discuss with my courtiers after returning to Japan, and then make plans.

Inside the wing room of the Qilou.

Lan Luoshuang looked at Feng Nanqi, who woke up slightly, and couldn't hide the joy in her eyebrows.

"Xia Tao, hurry up and prepare soothing tea for the princess." Lan Luoshuang commanded.

Feng Nanqi looked at his room, trying to remember what happened today. For a moment, it was as if she saw the man who died in front of her again, and bright red blood splashed all over her face.

Suddenly, she hugged Lan Luoshuang, and her thin body trembled slightly.

Lan Luoshuang patted her on the back gently, coaxing her softly until her mood stabilized.

took Xia Tao's soothing tea, and after drinking it, Lan Luoshuang lovingly wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Mother, where's the boy?" After a while, Feng Nanqi came back to her senses and remembered the boy that the man entrusted to her before he died.

Lan Luoshuang replied softly: "The concubine has already made the palace a palace, and the imperial doctor said that he just fainted from excessive blood loss." When he wakes up, he'll be fine. ”

"I'll go see him." Feng Nanqi lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by Lan Luoshuang.

"Nope." She vetoed Feng Nanqi's plan very seriously.

Feng Nanqi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Lan Luoshuang's concerned expression, he was instantly defeated. "Mother, I'm fine. I wasn't hurt, I just wanted to see how he was. ”

She didn't know his identity, she only knew that she was entrusted with loyalty, after all, she could have saved that man.

"Nope." Lan Luoshuang still refused very decisively.

It was because I was too soft-hearted that I became what I am today. If it weren't for Feng Nan'er's foresight and secretly sent the Flying Eagle to protect her, I am afraid that if I saw it today, it would be Feng Nanqi's cold corpse.

"I won't let you meet that boy this time." Moreover, the boy's identity is unknown, and he was hunted down and injured so badly. Therefore, Feng Nanqi will definitely be in danger by his side, even if it is only a one percent possibility, and she is not willing to gamble with her daughter's life.

"Mother~" Feng Nanqi held Lan Luoshuang's hand and coquettishly, and then jumped and jumped when he got out of bed, "You see I'm really fine." ”

Seeing her like this, Lan Luoshuang's originally stern gaze began to soften.

"Qiqi, you have to understand that this is for your own good." She took Feng Nanqi's hand and hugged her distressedly.

"That boy is still so young, but he already has so many enemies, the mother concubine is afraid that something will happen to you." Feng Nanqi's eyes reflected Lan Luoshuang's love.

Lan Luoshuang has a pair of very beautiful eyes, just like the cleanest mountain spring in the world.

And Feng Nanqi is a lark in the mountains and needs her gentle care.

She hugged Lan Luoshuang tightly and persuaded in a low voice: "Qiqi knows that the mother concubine feels sorry for Qiqi, but that boy doesn't even have the last relative." Since the man begged me to take good care of him before he died, then he was the only one by his side. ”

Feng Nanqi paused, and the guilt in her heart continued to sweep in, which strengthened her determination to take care of the boy.

"If Qiqi also becomes a helpless person one day, will the mother concubine feel distressed?"

Lan Luoshuang sighed softly and lifted the ends of her hair that were scattered behind her ears.

Xieyang casually walked through the window, and she found that Lan Luoshuang already had a little green silk.

Lan Luoshuang also knew very well in her heart that one day she and Feng Shangchen would leave the children. They have to let go, so it's better to let them learn to survive in this troubled world earlier.

"Let's go, be careful not to get hurt again, there is a palace banquet tonight." Lan Luoshuang let go of the hand holding her daughter and dropped a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Feng Nanqi looked at Lan Luoshuang's old appearance and her eyes were hazy, she lowered her head and tried her best to hide her tears.

"Silly girl." It's just that Lan Luoshuang didn't find out, and got up and left after wiping away her tears.

"Niangniang......" Xia Tao looked at Lan Luoshuang, who was holding back tears with her head up, distressed.

"He once said that if you want to cry, you can't look up at the sky." She muttered, but tears still flowed from the corners of her eyes, "He never lied to me......"

Feng Nanqi curled up on the ground and choked after Lan Luoshuang left, and she found out that the ending had been.

After a long time, she stood up and left Qilou with red eyes and mixed feelings.

The squires who passed by and saluted each of them were surprised to see that she had turned a blind eye.

In their hearts, Feng Nanqi, who doesn't like to laugh, is like the sun being covered by a deep haze.

There is the Du of the 杕, and its leaves are Jingjing.

From the Book of Poetry "The Book of Songs, Tang Feng, Du Du", and this sentence means that a Du Tang is lonely, and the leaves are green and luxuriant.

It is also the origin of the Jing Palace.

Entering through the narrow doorway, the stout Du Tang was like a spectator, looking down on everything in this garden.

It was quiet only the sound of Feng Nanqi's skirt crossing the lawn.

It is said that it was built in the shape of the hometown of Fushangchen, so it is only rarely visited.

At the end there is a large watermill and a grape trellis guarding the small house.

This appearance reminded her of Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiusi".

Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water. The ancient road is a thin horse with a west wind, the sun is setting, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world.

Feng Nanqi couldn't help but feel sentimental.

In fact, Feng Shangchen also wants to go back, but there are too many places here that he can't give up.

If in the end, she can go back. Will she choose to stay?

The small kitchen was filled with the smell of medicine, and a few attendants watched the fire intently.

Feng Nanqi didn't bother them, but went directly to the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, a small figure was lying on the bed, and Feng Nanqi walked in to take a look.

The blood stains on the boy's body had been cleaned up, and his pale little face had beautiful features.

Feng Nanqi couldn't help but sketch his appearance with his fingers, and then felt very bored, so he began to sit under the bed and talk to himself.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you being hunted down?" Feng Nanqi couldn't help but ask.

The boy didn't move at all, Feng Nanqi continued without giving up.

"You have to wake up quickly and play with me."

The evening breeze is like a lingering attachment to these two little figures.

In the end, Feng Nanqi sighed, and his mind kept echoing the words that the man said before he died.

"I see that you are quite pitiful, then the princess will allow you to be my family and be with me for the rest of your life."