Text Chapter 605 Royal Decent

Nalan Mingyue nodded slightly, "The words of the crown prince and the princess are remembered by the princess, but the father ...... them."

Because of Ning Xiyue's departure, her father had already sent people over, and she didn't know if she had found anyone at this time, and if the county lord of Muyue had sent the mission that day, she wouldn't have done it

What, what's it just to chase after now? This matter is about their face.

Although Nalan Mingyue didn't care about these things, she had heard some gossip in this palace before, and she was a little worried that those words would be unfavorable to Ning Xiyue.

And there is also the matter of Feng Yuxuan, because Feng Yuxuan's identity is Princess Yuzhen of Fuchen, most of what Nalan Ting said in Zhaoyue Palace before was angry, and then the anger disappeared

Gu Yaxuan's persuasion originally wanted to transfer people from the prison to the palace, but then heard that Feng Yuxuan said some disrespectful things to Mu Yue, so she made up her mind to break with Fuchen.

And the situation that Nalan Mingyue considered was that Ning Xiyue was very likely to be in the hands of Fuchen's people, and it was imperative for Fuchen and Muyue to go to war, if there was a war, Fuchen's side would be

Whether or not they will show mercy to the county lord of Muyue is a big question.

She was worried about how she couldn't understand these Nalan books, but she could only shake her head slightly, and said with a sigh, "This matter depends on whether Feng Huayin can keep your sister Xiyue,

The palace will try to stop the emperor as much as possible, and Xiyue must also find it back as soon as possible, otherwise there will be an accident. ”

Nalan Mingyue didn't speak, just sat here in Nalan Book for a while, looked at the bright moon in the sky that was gradually rising, and returned to Shoukang Palace.

At this time, compared to the quiet in the court, the grassland was very noisy.

Because the people from the imperial court came, the people of that tribe prepared tents for Zhou Jining, Xiyue and others, and of course, there was a bonfire party at night.

And these are just annoyances for Ning Xiyue, she knows that she has not yet informed Feng Huayin of that matter, and she must find an opportunity to meet with Feng Huayin alone.

Of course, she also knew that her identity could not have much time to communicate with Feng Huayin now, and even the two of them meeting in private would probably become a luxury.

"County Lord, General Zhou, these are the best food in our clan, distinguished guests, please enjoy it." The leader of the tribe smiled and hugged his right hand in front of Zhou Ji and Ning Xiyue

He bent over his left chest.

Ning Xiyue didn't speak, just nodded slightly, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and glanced at the food on the low table, she had eaten the food on the grassland, but it was also the first

Seeing these people entertaining their own court, these were much inferior to the last time I saw them in Batu, the Baha, for the Fuchen Mission.

She saw Zhou Ji walking towards this side, picked up a glass of mare's milk wine on the table and smiled at him, and then saw a soldier hurrying to Zhou Ji's side, and the two whispered a few words, that

The soldier departed.

"Originally, I only heard that the county lord of Zhaoyue, as a spy sent to Fuchen by our dynasty, was the eighth princess of the eighth prince of Fuchen, but he was not so attached to the eighth prince of Zhaoyue, and he was actually from the palace

Privately went out of the palace to meet the eighth prince privately. Zhou Ji touched his chin and walked towards Ning Xiyue with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

His voice was separated a lot because of the number of people at the scene, but when she got closer, Ning Xiyue could still hear the sarcastic words about her.

Ning Xiyue didn't get angry when she heard those words, she just raised her eyes slightly, and put the mare's milk wine in her hand in her mouth lightly, "General Zhou was sent by the emperor to find the county lord to go back, Ben."

The matter between the county lord and the eighth prince is a private matter, and it is a matter of royal decency, so it is better for the general not to take care of it. ”

Although her words were a little sharp and angry, but there was a smile on her face, she knew her current identity, as a county lord, and she was too fine

As the county lord, if she sees the old man in person without permission and is passed out by someone with a heart, it will inevitably make people think that she has taken refuge in Fuchen.

And now at this time she can't leave mu yue she knows that she can't follow feng huayin because she can't stand the pain of longing at that time not only will the two of them not help, but

It dragged down the other party.

Zhou Ji originally had a good impression of Ning Xiyue, but he had a lot of complaints about Ning Xiyue because he was worried about the things that were his masters, but he didn't say anything after listening to Ning Xiyue's words.

Soon, a soldier guided Feng Huayin to this side, Zhou Ji glanced at Ning Xiyue, and greeted him politely.

"Why don't you take the eighth prince into the seat?" Zhou Ji glanced at the soldier next to him, and then made a gesture of invitation, "Eighth Prince, please." ”

Feng Huayin didn't speak, just followed the direction guided by Zhou Ji, walked to an empty seat next to Ning Xiyue and sat down, but Zhang Wei and Feng Ming behind him looked very abrupt.

"Eighth Prince, the wine on the grassland has been eaten by the Eighth Prince, but this delicacy is rare, and the Eighth Princes can taste one or two." Although Ning Xiyue knew that it was very likely to be because of the seal

Yu Xuan poked something in Muyue, otherwise Zhou Ji would not have treated a country that had just established friendly diplomatic relations so contemptuous.

Feng Huayin nodded slightly, but didn't say anything, took a leg of mutton from the table and got up elegantly, not caring at all that there was a Zhou Ji next to him.

Zhou Ji next to him had a dark face, and he wanted to say something, but it was because of Ning Xiyue's face, and he didn't tell her about Feng Yuxuan, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth

Get back.

Zhang Wei and the others looked at Zhou Ji's displeasure in their eyes behind, and unconsciously held back a smile, Zhang Wei secretly pulled down Feng Ming's arm, "Boy, you said that our prince and princess are amazing!" Just

just flaunted his might in front of us, and now he is not deflated in front of the prince. ”

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he was glared at by Zhou Ji fiercely, and immediately shut his mouth, although he was not afraid of Zhou Ji, but he didn't want to cause trouble to his master.

"These two people from the Eighth Prince seem to be causing trouble, General Zhou, some things are better to be clear, what happened in the palace?" The wine glass in Ning Xiyuejiang's hand was placed in front of him

On the low table, the beautiful eyes glanced at Zhang Wei behind Feng Huayin with a bit of sharpness, and asked Zhou Jilai again.

Zhang Wei immediately shrunk his neck and hid behind Feng Ming, for fear that his master would make another cold look, but he didn't feel the cold eye, but he felt that a cold wind flew behind him

"That princess Yuzhen of Fuchen intended to assassinate His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the palace, and the more I pastor, the more disrespectful I am, and even insulted the future princess of my dynasty, that is, the county lord of Zhaoyue, now

has been put in prison by the emperor, as for what will happen next, I am afraid that tomorrow morning will not know. Zhou Ji respectfully bowed his hand to Ning Xiyue.

He glanced at Feng Huayin next to him between his words, this rumored eighth prince seems to be really long, but it is a pity that he was born in Fuchen, otherwise it would be impossible to be in such a danger

Lost as the king of a country.

Thinking like this, Zhou Ji secretly shook his head slightly, and sighed slightly in his heart.