"This King Jing is too much, His Royal Highness cares about her so much, she actually said such a thing as wanting to be separated!" Scarlet indignantly accused.

Lin Tingyu was silent with a slight tuft of eyebrows, and said slowly: "She has no love for me now, only the helplessness caused by the fact that I am her royal husband."

I'm not in a hurry, I plan slowly, plan and then act. ”

Feng Che, who walked out of Zheng'an Pavilion, was upset and irritable, and suddenly saw Cangzhuo standing at the door.

"Lord Wang......" Cangzhuo was a little hesitant and timid, lowering his head and not daring to look at Feng Che.

"Side Prince." Feng Che replied lightly, he hadn't gone to look for him yet, he actually took the initiative to bump into him.

"The prince should still call Cangzhuo by name."

Feng Che smiled faintly, and met his elegant eyebrows: "You are already the prince of the side, and it is not polite to call him by his name."

The prince is inside, you go, this king will go back first. ”

"Lord Wang, please wait a minute," Cang Zhuo hurriedly stopped Feng Che, who was about to leave, "I am not here to see the prince, but to find the prince." ”

Feng Che stopped, turned to look at Cangzhuo, and frowned slightly: "What's the matter with me?" ”

Cangzhuo's gaze fell on the scroll in Feng Che's hand, his expression changed, and he secretly clenched his fists.

"Something about drawing scrolls......

It's a scroll again! Feng Che instantly had a big head, and interrupted Cang Zhuo's words impatiently: "Needless to say, this king has now obtained the scroll, and I don't want to listen to the whole process anymore." ”

Cang Zhuo was stunned, he didn't expect Feng Che to refuse so simply and decisively, without giving himself a chance to explain.

Xu saw a little sadness in Cangzhuo, and Feng Che softened his tone slightly: "Okay, I don't mean to blame you. You've always trusted and reassured me in doing things, but you did disappoint me a little. ”

Cang Zhuo hurriedly explained: "The painting scroll is for Wang Fu to leave, and I don't know why Wang Fu knows about painting the scroll." ”

Feng Che looked at the brightly lit house in Zheng'an Pavilion, and then looked at Cangzhuo who was at a loss, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

"Cangzhuo, you go back first."

Cangzhuo was silent, and a pair of narrow and delicate peach blossom eyes stared at Feng Che tightly.

"Don't worry, I believe you. Maybe there's something I'm going to talk to him about. Feng Che said lightly.

If Lin Tingyu's matter is not solved well, sooner or later it will be like a time bomb, and it may explode one day.

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Che planned to talk to Lin Tingyu, but was invited into the palace by an edict, and also met an old acquaintance.

In the palace, Lin Tingyu, who had just risen, was dressed and dressed.

Sitting in front of the dresser, a waterfall of green silk hangs down like a waterfall, and the long eyebrows are hidden in the distant mountains, and the stunning posture is enough to make everyone in the world tempted.

"Your Highness, someone from the palace invited King Jing to the palace early this morning." Scarlet gently combed Lin Tingyu's inky hair with a horn comb, and picked up a plain white hosta.

Lin Tingyu in the mirror looked as usual, and responded lightly: "Today I am going to see the king of Minxing County, and I don't want to wear that hairpin." ”

Hearing this, he put down the white jade hairpin, picked up the purple gold glass crown, and said, "That Minxing County Lord seems to be ...... His Highness."

"She has what I want to know, and there are things that the temple needs her to do." His eyes were dark as night, and his fingers were lightly tapped on the table.

After some freshening up, Lin Tingyu went out of the house to see Fengyi.

I took the carriage to a lake in the suburbs, and got out of the carriage to see the outstanding figure in the pavilion not far away.