The emperor had already lost interest in Feng Jin.

Who knows, I will meet him in the royal hunting ground.

During this period of time, Feng Jin was slowly raised back by the dragon, no longer to describe the weak appearance of the withered, although it is not as bright and bright as before, but the slender body pear blossom with rain, let him have a little more weak and invincible style.

The emperor felt that he was probably ...... There is no greasy smell.

So, with a wave of his big hand, he took away the stunned Feng Jin.

He is the emperor, the master of the Dragon Kingdom, and the whole world is his, let alone a young man?

After Long Jue learned the news, he almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out.

He shouldn't have thought of letting Feng Jin scatter his mind and bring Feng Jin to this royal hunt, otherwise Feng Jin wouldn't have run out so sadly to meet his father......

Repeated, repeated, repeated, rutted.

The hand under the ink sleeve of the dragon was clenched tightly, looking very forbearing.

This time, do you want to ask your father for Fengjin?

Finally, the contours of the man's handsome and cold face flashed a hint of decadence.

After all......

No.

Feng Jin, bear with it, wait for this king to come to the world, and then ......

Long Jue closed his eyes in pain and said to Feng Jin in the distance in his heart.

Even he knew very well that the emperor who took Feng Jin away now was very likely to be in the imperial tent and what he would do to Feng Jin.

However, he did not come to stop it after all.

In the Emperor's account.

Feng Jin obediently lay on the bed, and when he woke up, he found that he was being on the emperor, not crying or making trouble.

Silent.

Maybe it's because the heart is like ashes.

He no longer expected that the man would come.

·

His Royal Highness King Yong did not dare to disobey his father, and hated his sweetheart for suffering and insulting him in such a way.

Naturally, all the anger and resentment are counted on Fenghua's head.

Swallow, seven, feather.

He's going to kill this woman!

"Ahh

Fenghua suddenly sneezed and touched the tip of his nose.

Princess Yong set up a camp tent alone, which was very comfortably furnished, and the white velvet blanket was spread on a simple wooden bed, fluffy and soft.

Fenghua leaned lazily, a table on the bed, on which were all kinds of snacks and pastries, and a pot of flower tea.

The two maids, standing aside, endured for a long time, as if they had something to say.

Fenghua flipped through a page of the book and said casually: "Just ask whatever you want." ”

Bi Hu gritted his teeth, knelt down with a puff, and said, "County Lord, please forgive the slave for offending, the child in your womb is ......"

Is it the flesh and blood of His Royal Highness King Yong?

Before Bi Hu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fenghua: "No." ”

Fenghua heard her voice, both told her the answer, and was careful that the wall had ears.

Bi Hu gritted her teeth again and asked slowly: "County Lord, is it the night of the emperor's birthday palace banquet, that night......

Hey.

The little girl is quite sharp.

I guessed that it was that night.

However, her identity as an adulterer, she couldn't guess that it was Ning Jiu's fake eunuch!

Fenghua replied, "Yes." ”

The word 'yes' made Bi Hu feel not much surprise in her heart.

She knew it was that night.

The county lord disappeared in the middle of the night, and when he came back, his clothes were disheveled, his lips were shiny and bloodshot, and his walking posture was vaguely wrong......

All of this points to something.

It's just that she doesn't want to believe it.

·

After encamping for the night, the hunt began on the second day.

The emperor sat on a high platform, with a peacock fan behind him and a bright yellow canopy above his head.

Beside him, in addition to the queen and Yan Guifei, there is also one more person who is far from out of place.