Feng Xiying walked out of the palace, Qing He grabbed her from behind, and asked anxiously, "Miss, were you crazy just now?" What nonsense? ”

Qinglian couldn't help but respond, "What Miss said just now is indeed a bit excessive. ”

Feng Xiying looked at them with a trace of sadness on her face, "Knowing that you can't do it, it's not brave, it's stupid." ”

After saying that, Feng Xiying didn't pay attention to the two of them anymore, and walked straight to the street, wanting to go home, but Feng Xiying's heart was a little blocked, so let's relax.

didn't wait for King Yong's punishment and anger, the moment the snowflakes fell, King Yong finally moved.

He didn't say anything, just turned decisively and went back to the study.

"Lord Wang, it's a small self-assertion, please punish it." I found the study and knelt down.

King Yong ignored him, spread out the folds and began to write.

After a struggle, he finally stood up and held down King Yong's pen, "Lord, I can't help it." ”

King Yong directly slapped it away, lowered his head and continued to write.

After receiving a slap, his body flew out directly, hitting the door frame before stopping, and a mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth.

Since he was five years old and followed King Yong to the present, King Yong has taken a lot of care of himself although he is strict, even if there is occasional punishment, it is all a matter of meaning, so many years, King Yong is the master, but also a respected brother.

But the palm just now, I knew that King Yong had no mercy.

I was very remorseful in my heart, if I hadn't invited Feng Xiying to come over for a long time, the two of them wouldn't have been like this.

But what's the use of remorse? When King Yong handed over this pleat to the Holy Lord tomorrow, the two would never cross paths again.

Looking at King Yong's cold face, his heart was full of self-blame and guilt.

Feng Xiying walked aimlessly for a while, and snow began to fall in the sky.

Feng Xiying stopped and looked up at the snow, I don't know why, I feel that my heart is extremely empty.

Pedestrians hurried home because the snow was getting heavier and heavier, but Feng Xiying still stood there and looked up at the sky.

Qinghe said: "Miss, let's go back first, the snow is heavy, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Qinglian had already stretched out the umbrella to block Feng Xiying.

Feng Xiying pushed away the umbrella that Qinglian had raised, still looking at the sky.

"Miss, what are you doing here? It's going to catch a cold! Qing He was a little anxious, and walked in front of Feng Xiying in two steps.

Feng Xiying's face was already covered with tears.

"Miss! What happened to you?! Qinghe shouted.

Feng Xiying turned his head to look at Qing He and asked, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Qinghe reached out to help her wipe her tears, but she couldn't wipe them clean: "Why are you crying?" ”

"Crying?" Feng Xiying slowly raised her hand and touched her face, her tentacles were cold.

Why are you crying? It was just a matter of being sad for a few days before, why are you crying now?

And why do you feel a vague pain in your heart this time?

Thinking that she would have no intersection with King Yong in the future, Feng Xiying felt another pain in her heart, she squatted down and hugged her knees, buried her head down, and squatted quietly on the ground.

Qinghe and Qinglian also shed tears when they saw her like this.

"Miss, why don't we go back and find King Yong?" Qinglian asked cautiously.

Feng Xiying did not answer.

"Miss, shall we go home first?" Qing He proposed.

Feng Xiying still didn't answer.

After the snowflakes had accumulated a thin layer on the ground, Feng Xiying raised her head.

She wiped away her tears neatly, stood up with the help of the two, and said with a smile: "It's so cold." ”

Qinglian and Qinghe glanced at each other, but they didn't want to smile like before, and their faces were even more worried.

"Hurry up, I'm going back to drink hot soup, take a hot bath, and roll into the warm bed." Feng Xiying jumped twice on the spot, urging Qing He and them to move faster.

The two didn't say anything anymore, and in the end they still helped Feng Xiying back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The next day, the news spread in the capital, and King Yong asked for a divorce!

Feng Xiying heard the news and cut plum blossoms' hands for a moment, and then there was no other performance.

"Miss, when is it? You're still in the mood to pick flowers. Qing He stomped his feet and said angrily.

Feng Xiying looked at the flower branch on her head carefully, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Go and explain it to King Yong! How can this be said to be divorced from marriage? Qinghe was in a hurry.

"Isn't that right? The Prime Minister's Mansion has completely shaken off the pot. Feng Xiying broke another plum blossom, turned her head and smiled.

As soon as the flowers were arranged, Feng Chenning hurried in without changing his official uniform.

"Shadows! King Yong has withdrawn from marriage! Feng Chenning said with an anxious face.

"Dad, I already know." Feng Xiying stood up and saluted, and replied with a smile.

Feng Chenning looked at Feng Xiying's reaction and felt strange, "Why are you still laughing?" ”

"Do you want to cry if you don't laugh?" Feng Xiying teased.

"King Nayong's request to withdraw from the marriage!" Feng Chenning thought that Feng Xiying didn't understand, so he repeated it again.

"I see, Dad." Feng Xiying still had a faint smile.

Feng Chenning stared at Feng Xiying for a while, and then spoke carefully: "Ying'er, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine, why did Dad ask that?" Feng Xiying looked at Feng Chenning in bewilderment.

"Your performance is too abnormal." Feng Chenning couldn't even see Feng Xiying's thoughts.

"This marriage was originally set by my father, didn't my father still want to ask for a decree to withdraw from the marriage, and King Yong opened his mouth first, isn't it fulfilled?" Feng Xiying sat down and fiddled with the plum blossoms in the vase.

Feng Chenning sat down and took her hand, "It's different now than before, before Dad knew that you liked Nangong Shizi, but after getting along for more than half a year, Dad thought you had agreed." ”

Feng Xiying held Feng Chenning's hand, "What did Dad say, I never said I liked King Yong." ”

Feng Chenning stared at Feng Xiying's face, confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, and sighed, "Ying'er, do you really regret it?" ”

"No regrets." Feng Xiying replied simply.

"Dad can see that King Yong is actually attentive to you, and you are too..." Feng Chenning said with emotion.

"Dad, it's over, don't talk about it anymore." Feng Xiying interrupted Feng Chenning.

Feng Chenning shook his head, "Ying'er, as long as you think it's good, then Dad has nothing to say." ”

Feng Xiying rubbed her head on Feng Chenning's shoulder, and after a while, she spoke: "How is King Yong?" ”

Feng Chenning patted Feng Xiying's back, "I heard that the emperor was furious and didn't agree to his request, and he is still kneeling at the door of the main hall." ”

Feng Xiying heard that the tip of her nose was sour again, and she hurriedly adjusted her breathing, "Did the emperor agree?" ”

"Well, but King Yong seems to be determined to withdraw from the marriage this time." Feng Chenning looked at Feng Xiying worriedly.

Feng Xiying didn't continue the topic, "Dad, you said that I was divorced, what if I can't get married?" ”

Feng Chenning straightened Feng Xiying, looked at her seriously and said, "What nonsense!" Our shadow is so good! How can you not get married? ”

Feng Xiying stuck out her tongue, "Then what if I don't want to marry?" ”

Feng Chenning pondered for a long time, "Shadow, but is it because of King Yong?" ”

Feng Xiying shook her head, "If I can't have the same relationship as my father and mother, I'd rather not marry for the rest of my life." ”

Feng Chenning thought of his former wife, and felt a burst of grief in his heart, looking at Feng Xiying's eyes with a little more pity, "If you don't want to marry, don't marry, your father will support you for a lifetime." ”

Feng Xiying threw herself into Feng Chenning's arms with a smile, "It's still my father who loves me the most." ”

Feng Chenning patted Feng Xiying's back, "Are you unwilling to marry King Yong because of this?" ”

Feng Xiying did not deny it.

Feng Chenning sighed and said no more.