Chapter 88: I heard that we were going to get married
Mu Lingkong really sat at the mahogany table, holding his chin with his left hand and thinking.
When Feng Mingzhen took off the cloak on the back of the chair and came back, he saw her like this. Can't help but shake his head, unfold his cloak and wrap around her, his hands lightly and flexibly tie the tie into a bow under her chin, and then take her hand and stand up, "Let's go!" ”
Mu Lingkong grabbed his hand suddenly, and there was a sparkling light in her raised eyes, and she smiled slyly, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go to the front gate!" ”
Feng Mingzhen pinched her earlobe, "So, we're going to be a gentleman back to Liangshang!" ”
The words had already grabbed her waist, pushed open the window and jumped down.
Qiyu's room was on the third floor, and when it fluttered all the way down, the cool night breeze blew in her face, with the fragrance of unknown flowers, and the lights and shadows of the city tower in the distance.
Mu Lingkong looked sideways at Feng Mingzhen, under the silver glow of the moon, his side face was handsome, like an immortal riding the wind under the moon.
It's a pity that the corners of the "immortal" hooked his mouth, revealing a hint of ridicule, and he was contaminated with the fireworks of the world, "Is it good-looking?" Would you like to watch it a little longer!? ”
Mu Lingkong didn't feel embarrassed at all when he was caught red-handed, but said generously, "It's good-looking!" ”
In order to confirm her words, she leaned over slightly and hugged Feng Mingzhen's neck and imprinted a kiss on his jade white cheek.
Feng Mingzhen blushed suddenly, his body staggered, and he almost fell from mid-air, and said helplessly with his cheeks, "You, what are you doing here!" ”
Mu Lingkong found out that Feng Mingzhen was very innocent, and it was not like the rumors outside, with groups of concubines lingering among the flowers. Although he usually likes to tease her, he doesn't tease her.
She pointed to the alley not far ahead, "Just send me there!" ”
Feng Mingzhen did as he said, swept over the low wall by the alley, and landed gently at the mouth of the alley, and then hugged her tightly for a long time before reluctantly letting go.
"Let's go back!"
Mu Lingkong nodded, turned around and walked to the carriage on the other end, and before he had gone far, he suddenly heard Feng Mingzhen ask softly behind him, "Do you want to go to the frontier with me?" ”
Mu Lingkong paused, did not look back, raised his eyes to look at the city tower in the distance, and his voice gently drifted in the night wind, "If you have the opportunity......"
When Dongxue and Qingli were waiting in the carriage, they heard the coachman outside shouting, "Miss!" ”
When the two were about to open the curtain of the carriage, the curtain had already been lifted from the outside, and Mu Lingkong came in expressionlessly.
Dongxue timidly asked, "Miss, what's wrong?" ”
Mu Lingkong shook his head, "It's nothing!" ”
Dong Xue and Qingli glanced at each other and stopped talking, they could clearly feel that Mu Lingkongqu was not in a high mood.
The coachman outside shouted, and the carriage staggered forward. Mu Lingkong lifted the curtains of the car irritably, looking at the residential restaurant that flickered like a marquee outside.
Feng Ming's true purpose is actually not difficult to guess. Sheng Guogong's death is tantamount to breaking off a strong arm of him, rather than standing in the court now and being attacked, it is better to retreat bravely from the rapids, avoid its edge, and sometimes it is also the best policy to hide his courage while lying on his salary.
And the current Northwest Battalion has no main general, and the Xiluo Kingdom suddenly stopped attacking after occupying Mocheng, but the side of the couch does not allow others to snore, and there is the Xiluo Kingdom eyeing the side, and the Nanyue Kingdom must immediately send the main general to the Northwest Battalion to preside over the overall situation.
Looking at the Nanyue Court, there are almost no generals who can use troops better than Feng Mingzhen, and there is no doubt that he is the most suitable candidate.
And he is now sleeping in the willows during the filial piety period, undoubtedly handing over the handle to the emperor, and sending troops to the frontier is exactly what the emperor wants, and he can also avoid the current muddy waters in Cloud Chasing City, but-
He asked her if she wanted to go to the frontier, and she could go.
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The Prime Minister's Mansion has ushered in a distinguished guest in the past few days, and the wind direction above the court has gradually become clear, without him, this guest is Feng Minghao, the king of Chang, these days he has visited the Prime Minister's Mansion continuously, and Meng Huai'an talked with him very happily, and the ministers in the court also understood - Meng Cheng Prime Minister This is the position.
Meng Ruyue pulled the handkerchief in her hand hatefully, "I don't like King Chang, although he has fewer concubines than the crown prince in his house, and he usually looks very good at talking, but I just think his smile is very fake, he looks like a smiling tiger, insidious and cunning!" ”
She saw Mu Lingkong concentrating on eating the preserved fruits on the plate, looking indifferent, pursed her lips, and opened the fruit plate far away, "Did you hear what I said?" ”
Mu Lingkong leaned over to get it, "I heard it, you said that King Chang is a smiling tiger!" ”
Meng Ruyue covered her mouth violently, "You be quiet, be careful that the wall has ears!" ”
Mu Lingkong rolled his eyes, who said so loudly just now that she didn't like King Chang because he was insidious and cunning.
"And I heard that my father has the intention of marrying King Chang, needless to say, there are only two of us in the house to be married!"
Mu Lingkong finally touched the fruit plate, pulled it back again, and said casually, "Don't worry, you know, there is a saying in this world called impermanence!" ”
"What do you mean?" Meng Ruyue was puzzled.
Mu Lingkong didn't mean to continue, but began to chase people, "Hurry up, go quickly, I'm going to sleep!" Sleepy! ”
Meng Ruyue pinched her cheek and sneered, "It's not long since you finished lunch, your routine is about to become a pig!" But he obediently stood up and left.
And the person who was clamoring to go to bed leaned on the bed after she walked out the door.
She is ready to make a move on Meng Huai'an, and Meng Ruyue, who is Meng Huai'an's daughter, how will she face her hatred in the future? She didn't want to lose this friend! After all, on the road to the prince, in addition to family affection, she has always been lonely and has no friends, and she enjoys this warm time of joking and playing together.
Thinking about things in her head, she was also in a trance when she slept, and she couldn't fall asleep, and when she was half-asleep and half-awake, she seemed to hear the sound of Dongxue quietly pushing the door in, and went out again after a while.
When she woke up, she realized what Dongxue had just come in for.
Because Feng Mingzhen stayed in the Qinglou overnight during the filial piety period, he was included in a book by the official.
When he was pursuing a hundred virtues and filial piety first, and as the prince of a country, and an example for all the people, Feng Mingzhen's move was undoubtedly a target, and the spittle of the official could drown him.
Sure enough, His Majesty the Emperor was furious, and the court rebuked the crown prince, saying that his virtue was unworthy of being the prince. Just when the important ministers of the hall speculated in their hearts whether this was a signal to abolish the prince, the emperor only forbade the feet of His Royal Highness the prince.
This attitude of taking things lightly made the ministers puzzled for a while, but how could His Majesty the Emperor's mind be so easy to guess, they could only go down to the court with questions.
Only Meng Huai'an walked towards the palace gate with a faint smile. During this period, when he met King Chang, he saluted from afar.