Feng Huanling's words were half-true and half-false, the moment she heard the news of Long Yucang's death, she really felt a sense of suffocation that her heart was like a knife and she couldn't breathe, but she immediately felt that Long Jingming's move was mostly a deliberate blow to her, after all, since the bones had not been found, how could he assert that King Cheyue was dead?

"Unexpectedly, the princess is also affectionate to the imperial uncle."

Looking at the face with pear blossoms and rain condescendingly, Long Jingming's eyes were bright and uncertain, and his emotions were unpredictable.

Long Jingming boasted that he was used to seeing and even tired of seeing the beauty of flowers, especially when he found that under the beautiful skin of the country and the city, what an ugly heart was hidden, he felt that he would never be easily moved by any face in this life.

But when he looked at Princess Cheyue so closely for the first time, and looked directly at the seemingly clear, but unfathomable eyes of Feng Huanling for the first time, his cold heart involuntarily throbbed slightly.

It's like, many years ago, when he first saw her in his fate, he felt the first palpitations in his life when he looked into those eyes that seemed to contain the longitude and latitude of heaven and earth.

"So what does the princess mean, but do you want me to send someone to vigorously search and rescue King Cheyue, who has died nine times for a lifetime?"

As if pulled by something invisible, Long Jingming slowly raised her hand, pinched Feng Huanling's tear-soaked jaw, and lifted her face slightly.

"If I am willing to do this, the courtiers will not be able to ask for it."

Feng Huanling straightened her back, unwilling to show the slightest cowardice and panic, even if her whole person's honor and disgrace and even her life were now pinched in Long Jingming's hands, she didn't want to show weakness.

"Speaking of which, the medical immortal in the Cheyue King's Mansion claims to have the ability to bring the dead back to life, but unfortunately, I heard that he disappeared not long after the Cheyue King left Kyoto."

Long Jingming obviously firmly believed that Long Yucang was dead, and he died with Xiao Yan, otherwise his team of hidden dragon guards, who were also buried under the sea of snow, wouldn't they all die in vain?

The total number of Hidden Dragon Guards is only more than 100 people, all of them are heroic, and now in order to chase and kill Long Yucang and capture Xiao Yan alive, he has lost nearly one-third, if he fails to kill the target person at such a heavy price, then what is the use of his Hidden Dragon Guard?

"The courtiers believe that the prince is still alive, if the saint is unwilling to waste manpower searching, please allow the courtiers to leave Beijing and take people to the mountain village where the accident occurred to find the prince. After all, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death. ”

Looking directly at the stubborn persistence in Feng Huanling's eyes, Long Jingming suddenly had a trance, as if he vaguely saw another face buried deep in his memory through this face.

After a short period of confusion, he frowned in disgust, and Long Jing shook off the slippery touch of his fingertips, "In that case, is the princess willing to make a bet with me?" ”

Feng Huanling suppressed the disgust and resentment in his heart, and said proudly: "Holy Lord, please speak." ”

"If King Cheyue is dead, I want the princess to accompany me in the summer palace for three months in the coming year, and she will always be by her side during this time, and there will be no disobedience."

The summer palace is the residence of the emperors of the Shenlong Kingdom in the middle of summer, and it is not visited every year because it is very expensive to visit.

At this time, Long Jingming would make this request in the name of betting, obviously not just to let Feng Huanling serve like a palace maid, but to insult his minister's wife, and it was also the wife of his imperial uncle's immorality!

This time, Feng Huanling didn't want to hide his disdain and sneered, and said bluntly: "Okay, but if the saint loses the bet, he will give King Cheyue a gold medal to avoid death, and tell the world that no matter what variables there are in the future, King Cheyue can be spared death!" ”

Hearing this, Long Jingming glanced at Feng Huanling deeply, and only then did he squeeze out the word "good" from between his teeth.

He just wants to snatch everything that belongs to Long Yucang, and let this woman who is dedicated to her husband finally willingly fall under him, so that Long Yucang will completely lose everything!

In the main hall of the huge Long'an Palace, only Emperor Xuan, who is confident in everything, and Princess Cheyue, who is secretly flustered, are there, so no third party knows about the life and death of King Cheyue between the two.

Long Jingming thought that Long Yucang was dead, so he didn't really think about giving him any gold medal to avoid death, but just waited to find the bones and get a good taste of what it was like to let the emperor's uncle ask to marry a cherished woman.

As for Feng Huanling, although she couldn't know if Long Yucang was still alive, she had already thought that if he really died, even if she died with Long Jingming at that time, she would never let this human-faced beast-hearted guy have the opportunity to insult herself.

In this life, she only wants to be Long Yucang's wife, and no one else can covet her!

The time that Princess Cheyue was stopped halfway to Long'an Palace was not too long, and it was personally arranged by the chief supervisor of the internal prison, so naturally she didn't provoke too many peeps.

Soon after the gambling agreement, the warm sedan chair carrying Feng Huanling was unknowingly sent out of Long'an Palace and sent to Qianshou Palace.

In her previous life, she spent six full Chinese New Year's Eve in the palace, so Feng Huanling was no stranger to the royal family banquet in the Qianshou Palace, except for feeling Long Jingmin's gaze from time to time when she was old, she couldn't help but feel nauseous, but nothing unusual happened.

Although the royal family banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve also had to observe the courtesy of the monarch and the courtier, it was still much more relaxed than the ordinary palace banquet, so Feng Huanling and Feng Huanbing had already sat together. There was a close and credible person by her side, which made her body feel cold after entering the palace, but it gradually warmed up a little.

The rule of keeping the year is not to close your eyes all night, but the Empress Dowager Mo is too old to sleep when the time comes, so she only leaves the palace maid to stay behind. As for the others, if they can't stand it, they can also go to the side hall and the warm pavilion to rest and take a nap.

stayed up until Long Jingming drove back to the palace, Feng Huanling and Feng Huanbing were led by the female official to the warm pavilion to rest, but after she lay down on the chaise longue outside, she was completely sleepy.

Listening to the sound of Feng Huanbing's regular breathing after falling asleep, Feng Huanling's heart turned a thousand times, remembering that the first time he saw Long Yucang in his memory in his previous life, it should have been at Long Jingming's enthronement ceremony, but at a glance, he didn't even look at his appearance too carefully.

At that time, she naturally couldn't imagine that the future would intersect with it and be obsessed, she couldn't imagine that the cold-hearted King Cheyue would spoil her like a jewel, and she couldn't imagine that she would care so much about him, and even unconsciously she had already thought about life and death Then Feng Huanling didn't know when she fell asleep, and she wasn't even sure if she was really asleep, and in a trance she felt as if an extremely familiar person had come to her side, and it seemed that she had gently called her name, but she couldn't open her eyes anyway, It's like being trapped in a dream and not waking up.

She felt that the person's breath belonged to the person who made her think about sleeping and eating for more than a month, so she wanted to open her eyes more and more urgently, but when she finally opened her eyes, she only saw a little morning light flowing into the empty warm pavilion.

"Awake?"

Feng Huanling, who was still a little confused, was completely awakened when he heard the voice coming from behind him, and sat up straight.

"It's time to go and greet the Queen Mother, I'm just afraid that the princess will wake up and forget yesterday's agreement, so I thought about reminding me, by the way, if I want to ask for some 'interest' in advance."

Long Jingming hooked her jaw, chuckled and bullied the handsome face closely, Feng Huanling's wide eyes saw the evil secret desire under his eyes clearly, and the hand hidden in his sleeve quietly tightened into a fist, just waiting for him to get closer and swing it out desperately.

"How special is the taste of this lip flap, so that the peerless and cold Cheyue King is so fascinated, and he actually kisses it deeply in public."

Obviously, on the day that King Cheyue escorted the envoys of the Flower God Kingdom to leave Beijing, all the things that happened outside the west gate of Dragon City were all known to Long Jingming even though he was not present at the time, including the shocking kiss between King Cheyue and the princess in public.

Feng Huanling gritted his teeth and said, "Please also respect yourself, this is the Thousand Longevity Palace." ”

"Oh? Scared? I thought that the princess was a fearless heroine, but I was also afraid, was I afraid of doing something sorry for your husband? ”

Looking at the panic and determination that flashed in her eyes, Long Jingming's smile couldn't help but deepen a little, and the thumb pinched at her jaw began to move slowly, intentionally or unintentionally, rubbing the delicate skin under her fingers.

"As long as the bones of the prince are not found for a day, the courtiers will still be the concubines of King Cheyue. Even if the princess is serious...... I will only be the wife of Long Yucang until I die, and I will only be a ghost that belongs to him after death! ”

His eyes were slightly red as he stared at Long Jingming, who was becoming more and more unrestricted, and Feng Huanling even had some doubts about whether he was so jealous and hateful to Long Yucang that he dared to sneak into the Warm Pavilion so blatantly in the Thousand Longevity Palace to entangle her.

Was he really sure that Long Yucang was dead, or did the twisted hatred in his heart make him gradually lose his former sense of proportion?

"The princess wants to be martyred for King Cheyue? Yes, I can fulfill you, but only after you fulfill your promise! ”

Long Jing stood up and roared in a low voice, the voice of this sentence was a little loud, and finally woke up Feng Huanbing, who was sleeping in the inner room, and hurriedly got up and didn't care about tidying up his appearance, and rushed out to kneel to welcome the holy car with staggering steps.

"The concubines wish the Holy New Year a good fortune and a blessed life."

Feng Huanbing didn't know what happened to Shicai, and intuitively thought that his sister had collided with the holy car for something, but he didn't dare to think deeply about why his sister, who was already a wife, would provoke Emperor Xuan to confront him on such an ambiguous occasion.

"It's time for Feng Zhaorong to come out, the Queen Mother has already gotten up, you hurry up and pack up and go over to greet the New Year, Princess Cheyue is afraid that she is in a hurry to return home."

Looking condescendingly at Feng Huanling, who was still sitting on the chaise longue, Long Jingming, who still had a trace of complex hatred between his eyebrows, looked forward more and more eagerly for Long Yucang's bones to be excavated as soon as possible, so that he could completely conquer this little woman who seemed to be tame and weak on the outside, but clearly and secretly hid a proud little woman.

After all, he still can't compare to Long Yucang's vision? Although Yan Wushuang took the lead at the beginning, in the end, he mistakenly gave him a dusty and superb night pearl.

However, it's not too late to find out now, what already belongs to Long Yucang, he has to snatch it completely!

Long Jingming turned around and left, Feng Huanbing couldn't help but pull Feng Huanling up with a slight tremble, and he didn't care about saying more, so he went to the main hall to ask Empress Dowager Mo for peace after a little tidying up.

But just as they were all greeting the Queen Mother and Emperor Xuan, the shrill voice of the inner prison suddenly sounded startled everyone to gather their eyes at the door, waiting with bated breath for the person whose name resounded throughout the Qianshou Palace to appear.

The bright morning light, which has been rare since the heavy snowfall, spilled into the hall through the open door, shining the light of the floor tiles like stars.