"The old slave is not tired, the old slave is very happy." The old housekeeper wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and Nan Nan said to himself: "When the old slave thought that when you were a child, you had nightmares every night and asked the old slave to accompany you, so you held the old slave's hand so tightly. ”

"Hmm." Qi Feng answered on the bed, and a trace of tears somehow flowed from the corners of his eyes. It was night Qi Feng had a dream, and the man smiled evilly and said to him: "Tsk, I didn't expect it, there are really people in this world who look the same as me, haha, the feeling of death is so wonderful, I'm leaving, I'm going to my father and mother, I hope to see them, oh, by the way, I don't need these memories, I'll leave them to you, it's interesting to read it." And those messes are left to you, too. Ay...... Although some are reluctant. Suddenly, he became very hideous: "Also, use these to avenge my Liao King clan!" The Great Xia Dynasty is not worth protecting! "Qi Feng was very painful in the dream, this was the pain of that person, and he was like a kiss, the revenge of killing his father and seizing the country, extreme sorrow, pain and helplessness. Suddenly, a soft trace of true qi crossed into his body, gently soothing his thoughts......

Qi Feng opened his eyes and saw the old housekeeper lying on his bedside, an old hand holding his hand tightly, the old man was asleep, but the corners of his eyes were moist.

"You have guarded me for so many years, and it has been hard." That person's reluctant remembrance crossed Qi Feng's mind. "What kind of person are you?" Qi Feng thought silently.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Qi Feng got up and got out of bed, this was his habit for many years, he gently put on a velvet coat for the old housekeeper lying at the head of the bed, changed into a practice suit and tiptoed out of the door. The morning air was so good, he took a deep breath in the garden greedily, and then walked to the pool and washed his face, "Why is this guy so sloppy, he doesn't know how to shave a big beard." Looking at the reflection in the water, Qi Feng couldn't help but breathe. He touched his body casually, "Ah, this little golden knife is very sharp." "It was Cheng Cheng's assassination weapon, but now it's his razor.

"Isn't that handsome?" shaved his beard and restored the face that should have belonged to a 26-year-old man, a handsome and rough face. Walking into the practice room that had not been opened for 18 years, the house was full of dust and cobwebs, Qi Feng saw the mountain splitting axe used by the previous king hanging on the wall, "This is the reason why you don't want to come in the past 18 years." He took off his large, heavy tomahawk and swung it. Suddenly, he felt the faint black dragon qi in his right hand and the battle axe had a trace of resonance, and the black dragon light was faintly seen flashing on the blade of the axe.

An hour later, Qi Feng walked out of the practice room shirtless and sweating profusely, and the dust and cobwebs in the room had already been cleaned up in his fighting spirit. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the maids and servants in the palace were already busy. "This guy looks like he's worked hard." Standing in the sun, Qi Feng, the light brown muscles that were trained horizontally against the sweat seemed to be full of infinite explosive power. A beautiful maid with a basin walked in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned, the basin fell off from his hand carelessly, and the copper basin fell on the bluestone ground with a "bang". Frightened, the maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "What's the matter?" The old butler hurried from the side and asked. When the old housekeeper ran in front of Qi Feng, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Little prince." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Qi Feng smiled, "Maybe the change of appearance scared her." That's what I want to do. The old butler immediately arranged for a few maids to serve him in the bath.

After taking a bath, Qi Feng changed into a royal robe embroidered with a 4-clawed cloud dragon with a light and elegant pattern, wearing a purple and gold crown symbolizing the royal family on his head, and black cloud-stepping boots on his feet. Leisurely and domineering walked towards Miss Lin's room, from the moment he walked out of the bathroom, he was stunned by a maid along the way.

"Little prince, it's so handsome, so manly."

Lin Chengcheng looked at the exquisite hanging account on the top of the bed with his eyes open, "Isn't he dead?" What's going on now? Outside the house, the voice of the maid asking for peace from the prince was heard. Then a maid walked in and said, "Miss Lin, the prince wants to invite you to the West Wing Pavilion to share breakfast." "Don't go, don't go!" Cheng Cheng shouted angrily. "The prince said, after finishing the meal, he will arrange for someone to send the young lady home." "What? Send me home? Cheng Cheng sat up suddenly. Yes, the prince has arranged for a sedan chair to wait outside the mansion. The maid replied.

The person who had been hungry for a day in the west chamber looked like he was not a lady, holding a meat bun in one hand and corn porridge in the other, gobbling it up, looking at Qi Feng opposite with a look of horror. "Can't you just be Sven?" Qi Feng took a sip of strong tea from a Western cup and said. "Why don't you die?" Cheng Cheng gave him a blank look, "Is this the same beast from before?" How did you become so handsome and elegant in one night? "The disgust for him seems to be a little smaller, well, only a little bit, almost as much as a fingernail." Are you really going to send me home? "Yes." Qi Feng replied lightly, "Also, I want Steward Zhao to prepare some gifts to make amends, I hope Miss will not refuse." ”

On the way to the gate of the palace, Cheng Cheng walked in front, Qi Feng just followed silently, and the two were speechless all the way. At the door, Cheng Chengyi stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back that." "Oh, that's it." Qi Feng took out the necklace from his arms and handed it to Cheng Cheng's hand, "How can there be hair?" Cheng Cheng frowned. That, I couldn't find a razor in the morning, so I ......" Qi Feng replied embarrassedly. "You're so sloppy!" Retracting the necklace, it turned fiercely white, Qi Feng glanced at it, and turned around to leave.

"Miss, Qi Feng is deeply ashamed of what happened last night, and I am here to make amends to you." Hearing this, he looked back in surprise and saw that Qi Feng was bowing to her deeply. "If there's anything wrong with Miss, Qi is willing to come to the door to propose." Qi Feng somehow casually said about the proposal, and he was embarrassed for a while. "I won't marry you even if I die." Cheng Cheng said fiercely, and walked into the sedan without looking back.

Looking at the sedan chair in the distance, Qi Feng stood in front of the gate of the palace in a daze.

"Who's that guy?"

"It's the King of Liao."

"No, what's changed?" The people whispered.

Mrs. Lin, who was sitting in the hall crying, heard the maid Xiaoyanzi running in cheering: "Madam, Madam, Miss is back!" Mrs. Lin stood up in disbelief: "Cheng Cheng is back?" "Yes, yes, it was sent back by the sedan chair of the palace, and Mr. Zhao, the housekeeper of the palace, also came with him, and brought a lot of things!" Little Swallow stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Lin.

(End of chapter)