Shi Wuzhi waited patiently, just to let Feng Sui see how his descendants competed for the throne.

Feng Huan had five daughters and three sons, the eldest daughter Feng Cheng, the second daughter Feng Min, the third daughter Feng Ji, the fourth daughter Feng Gui, and the youngest daughter Feng Che.

The third son, Feng Liuli, Feng Liuwan, and Feng Liuying.

Feng Huan is a few years older than Shi Wuxi, and the two grew up together, which can be described as childhood sweethearts.

Feng Huan deliberately wrote poems without words, and used Feng Huan's liking to make Feng Huan's eldest daughter Feng Cheng the eldest daughter of the emperor, and at the same time jumped up to several adult princesses and said that Feng Cheng was not as good as them, why should they be the eldest daughter of the emperor when they were born a few years earlier.

So a vigorous rebellion no less than that of Feng Sui began, and Feng Che was only an eleven or twelve-year-old underage child and did not participate in this brawl.

But except for Feng Min, the other three princesses were all too vegetable, and this open and secret battle quickly subsided, and Feng Min became the empress as she wished.

It's just that the poem is unwilling, Feng Sui's absence is difficult to make up for this regret after all, he still did not get rid of it, but fell deeper and deeper.

But when he saw Feng Che, he was like a fish in his throat, firmly believing that Feng Sui had come back and declared war on him.

The poem closed his eyes without a word, and his expression was painful.

"Zhong Ke, she is the medicine that can save me!" When he opened his fiery eyes, his painful look was swept away.

The old servant lowered his hand and said, "Your Highness, the Blue Sea Country can't be chaotic again. ”

This time, the old slave did not call the master of the Poetry Pavilion, but called his original identity.

Shi Wuci sneered a few times and looked at the paintings on the wall faintly, with a somewhat hideous expression: "I just want to make this blue sea country chaotic!"

If Feng Sui destroys my life, I will destroy her hard-earned country and her descendants! ”

The old slave looked at the poem worriedly.

Looking back at the worried look of the old slave who had been with him for decades, Shi Wuci gently patted him on the shoulder: "Zhong Ke, what are I afraid of if I am already in hell." ”

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Feng Che clasped his hands tightly, was his identity that he had hidden for many years still exposed?

Lin Tingyu's face became extremely terrifying at this moment.

I took a deep breath, settled down, and said slowly: "I had an illness a few years ago and forgot a lot of things.

Did His Royal Highness and I know each other before? ”

Originally...... The person he had been waiting for for many years had forgotten about himself, and Lin Tingyu's face became a little pale.

"It's not that important anymore to recognize you or not." Lin Tingyu looked at Feng Che lightly.

This face that is almost exactly the same as Lin Shaowan makes Feng Che feel a little light, maybe he fell in love with Lin Shaowan at first sight because of the remaining memories of the original Feng Che.

The alluring face of the world under the candlelight made Feng Che couldn't help but say, "I must have liked you very much before." ”

After finishing speaking, Feng Che herself was taken aback, she saw the smile in Lin Tingyu's eyes, and she blurted out what she said just now.

"Soon it's not just the way it used to be." He smiled, raised his crescent-like eyes, and got up, his green fingertips pinning the strands of hair hanging to one side behind his ears.

"It's getting dark, the prince should go back and rest early."

Feng Che got up and said goodbye.

He looked at Lin Tingyu in confusion and asked, "Your Highness, why don't you let the prince stay overnight." ”

"She's not ready, and the main hall never does anything reluctant." Sitting in front of the dresser, the bronze mirror reflects a peerless face.

After taking the crown, any waterfall green silk is scattered on the narrow shoulders, the red lips hold a strand of broken hair, and Qianqian's ten fingers are combed to stretch the green silk a little bit.