The Spring Festival is coming soon.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Feng Chenning's family sat around for a reunion dinner.

Feng Xiying kowtowed to Feng Chenning three times very seriously and respectfully, and said some auspicious words, which made Feng Chenning very happy and gave a lot of New Year's money.

After dinner, Feng Xiying went out.

The fireworks missed during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Xiying was finally able to see it this time.

She chose a place with a wide field of vision, looking at the splendor of the sky, and felt some emotion in her heart.

It's been eight months since I crossed over to the Heavenly Sage.

In the past eight months, Feng Xiying has experienced too much, even if she has not had such a wonderful life in her previous life for twenty-five years.

Here are not only good fathers who love themselves, but also good sisters like Qinglian and Qinghe.

The Nine Emperor Princes who call themselves brothers, the amiable queen, Nangong Jun who cares about herself, the cheerful and simple Princess Xingyue, and so on.

and King Yong, the one who almost became his husband but ended up missing.

Feng Xiying thought about it, slightly distracted.

"Who is so dissightless to see and occupy the king's land?" A familiar deep voice reached my ears.

Feng Xiying turned around, a little in a trance.

King Yong is still luxurious, but the eyes that look at Feng Xiying are not as good as before, with indifference and alienation.

King Yong's face had a gentle smile, and he was no longer as colorful as he had seen Feng Xiying before.

"I've seen the prince." Feng Xiying came back to his senses and saluted King Yong.

Feng Xiying has lost weight, and she feels taller, her previous baby fat is gone, and her whole person looks more mature.

"Miss Feng." King Yong smiled and nodded at her, then walked over to her and looked up at the fireworks.

Feng Xiying looked at King Yong's side face, and only felt a burst of sadness in her heart.

Feng Xiying hurriedly turned her head to look at the fireworks, trying her best to calm her mind, Feng Xiying didn't understand why she still had such a deep feeling after more than two months now.

After a firework exploded, King Yong spoke: "Congratulations to Miss Feng." ”

Feng Xiying didn't look back, "Why are you happy?" ”

"At last, as you wished, you were free." The smile on King Yong's face remained unchanged.

Feng Xiying didn't answer for a long time, and finally just hummed lightly.

"Then how is Miss Feng going to repay the debt she owed to this king before?" King Yong found the topic again.

Feng Xiying turned her head to look at him, "Lord Wang, the spring breeze is ten miles, and I have given it to you." ”

King Yong was a little surprised when he heard this, but his face was still unshocked, "Miss Feng is reluctant?" ”

"However, the things outside the body were also forced to open the Qinglou in order to repay the prince's debts, and now it is appropriate to give it directly to the prince." Feng Xiying replied very plainly.

"This king thinks that Miss Feng values money very much." After listening to Feng Xiying's words, King Yong's heart was a little depressed.

"People die for money, birds die for food, where in the world are there people who don't love money, but now this spring breeze is of little use to me, and I don't think there is anything." Feng Xiying stared at King Yong, with some expectation in her heart.

King Yong still looked at Feng Xiying with a gentle face, and then said, "Thank you Miss Feng for that." ”

The tip of Feng Xiying's nose was a little sour, "After all, I built it single-handedly, and I asked the prince to manage it carefully, and I also asked the prince to take care of those children." ”

The more King Yong listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, how could Feng Xiying's words feel like he was saying goodbye.

"This king should handle it properly, what are Miss Feng's plans for the future?" King Yong asked tentatively.

Feng Xiying suddenly smiled, "Lord Wang, I'm very happy to meet you, and I don't regret the final result." ”

The gentleness on King Yong's face finally cracked open, "Miss Feng, what do you mean by this?" ”

Feng Xiying looked up at the sky again, and the fireworks illuminated her face brightly, "King Yong, look, this fireworks are so beautiful." ”

The smile on King Yong's face finally disappeared, and he dragged Feng Xiying over to stare at her and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

The cold wind blew Feng Xiying's hair, and she smiled brightly, "Lord Wang, please cherish it in the future." ”

After speaking, he brushed away King Yong's hand and turned to leave.

King Yong looked at her back, and had a bad premonition in his heart, and this turn was like a farewell.

On the first day of the new year, Feng Chenning entered the palace as usual to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.

Qinghe and Qinglian were sent to the spring breeze by Feng Xiying early in the morning.

After Feng Xiying confirmed that it was safe, she changed into men's clothes, put the letter on the table, looked around the room, and finally closed the door and left with the package.

When Feng Chenning came back in the evening, Qinghe and Qinglian were kneeling on the ground with the letter and crying.

Feng Chenning didn't see Feng Xiying, and looked at the two of them with a feeling of uneasiness, and hurriedly opened the letter.

Father:

Please forgive your daughter's unfilial piety, and I don't have the courage to say goodbye to you in person.

My daughter has been sheltering you in the Prime Minister's Mansion for so long, and she has lived a smooth and safe life. Now that my daughter has grown up, she wants to see a wider world, and she hopes that her father will be perfect.

The daughter knows that since King Yong's divorce, her father has been suffering from a lot of gossip, and her daughter can't bear it and doesn't want to involve the Prime Minister's Mansion anymore, so she can take the courage to make this decision.

Dad rest assured, if you have enough to entangle your daughter, you will definitely be able to live well, no matter where you are, your daughter will always miss her father.

When my daughter has seen enough of the world, she will come back and ask her father for her guilt.

Dad, you must take care of your health, be healthy and wait for your daughter to come back.

Shadow, respectfully.

Feng Chenning's eyes were already swaying after reading the letter, he stared at the letter over and over again, and finally trembled and took the letter into his arms.

When he reached the door, he stopped and ordered, "Miss's boudoir is to remain as it is, not to be moved at all, and wait for Miss to return." ”

Qinghe and Qinglian nodded and agreed.

Feng Chenning held on to the door and looked up at the sky, and murmured, "Shadow, dad must wait for you to come back." ”

Feng Xiying hurried out of the city with her bags in the morning.

In order not to attract attention, even the clothes are specially made coarse cloth clothes, and they look like ordinary people, and the soldiers who want to come to defend the city will not take a second look.

After walking about a mile east after leaving the city gate, Feng Xiying finally saw the red cloth strip.

Walking along the cloth strip for a while, Feng Xiying saw the horses.

This is what she told someone to bolt here before, and you can't really rely on the waves when you wander the world, and you still need transportation.

Although it is very unkind to sneak away without telling everyone like this, if he opens his mouth to tell Feng Chenning, he will never agree, and Feng Xiying can only lack virtue as a last resort.

Riding a horse and looking at the gate of the Heavenly Saint Capital City from a distance, Feng Xiying's eyes were slightly red.

The mountain is high and the road is far away, and I don't know when I will be able to come back.

Feng Xiying rubbed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and finally turned the horse's head with a fierce heart, and walked away with a wave of the whip.

Goodbye, Celestial.

Goodbye, Daddy.

Goodbye, Han Jingcong.