Chapter Ninety-Two: The Flow of Time

Lin Mo got up in a daze, and under the service of the maidservant, put on the palace clothes that Feng Yichen had prepared for her a long time ago, and freshened up and put on makeup.

It wasn't until he felt that his head was heavy that Lin Mo was completely sober.

Looking at the golden hairpin with a full head inserted in the bronze mirror, Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Feng Yichen, "Do you want to be so grand?" ”

Feng Yichen smiled and nodded, "The affairs of the two countries must not be sloppy, especially the princess is still the most noble princess in the west, if it is too simple, Fu Xuanzhi should feel that this king has treated you badly." ”

Lin Mo: "......! Silently took off the two heaviest steps.

It's a lot easier.

She raised her eyebrows at Feng Yichen, hooked her lips slightly, and captivated the country and the city, "That's okay, right?" ”

Lin Mo's facial features are exquisite, and her palm-sized face is even more beautiful, but her usual dress is simple, plain face, very little makeup, plus her usual behavior is very aggressive, and she doesn't have a bit of her daughter's demeanor, although she is beautiful, she is also a little less soft.

Today's outfit is glamorous and vulgar, with a swaying posture and a cumbersome and heavy headdress, which hinders her movements, but adds a bit of her daughter's soft posture, which is even more beautiful and makes people can't take their eyes off it.

Feng Yichen stepped forward and took her hand, with warmth between her eyebrows and eyes, "This king's princess is so beautiful." ”

Lin Mo saw the light in his eyes, obviously, women still have to wear makeup occasionally, and it is better to dress up than to be naturally beautiful.

Looking at the time, Fu Xuanzhi estimated that he had already entered the palace, and Feng Yichen took Lin Mo directly to the palace.

After Fu Xuanzhi entered the palace and exchanged pleasantries with the old emperor, he was arranged to rest first.

Although he had been on the road for more than half a month, he had been lying in the magnificent carriage, but he did not feel tired at all, and as soon as he said goodbye to the old emperor, he looked for Lin Mo everywhere.

As soon as he arrived in Linning City, he sent someone to Yuwang's Mansion, and when he learned that Lin Mo had entered the palace, he wandered around the palace to look for it.

However, he was not very familiar with the Xingyao Palace, and he got lost as he turned, and he didn't know where he went.

He looked around him, it was a little desolate, and he couldn't see anyone.

As he turned around and was about to return the way he came, a woman's sobs were heard.

In such a desolate place, the desolate cry of a woman was heard, and it was a little panicked in my ears.

Fu Xuanzhi silently took out the jade flute on his waist, looked for the cry, walked for a while, and after a corner, he saw a woman in green palace clothes squatting next to a tree.

The woman's thin back twitched, and sobbing sounded out, which showed that Fang Cai's cry was made by her.

Probably hearing footsteps, the woman quickly wiped her face twice and slowly turned around.

She was already crying with tears on her face, her little hands were just scratching the ground, which would wipe her face with mud, and her eyes were clear and shiny, like a poor little flower cat.

When she saw Fu Xuanzhi in the posture of heaven and man, her eyes showed a puzzled look at first, and then she looked like a frightened kitten, stood up and ran away.

Fu Xuanzhi was still immersed in her teary eyes, like a kitten, and when he saw her legs run, he hurriedly walked two steps to chase after her, and shouted, "Girl, I got lost when I first entered the palace, may I ask the girl how to go to Changming Palace?" ”

The woman in green stopped, but did not look back, her voice was low and soft, like a feather sliding through her heart, making people itch, "You come with me." ”

After that, he left first, regardless of whether Fu Xuanzhi didn't follow or not.

Fu Xuanzhi didn't know why in his mind, replaying her little face that had just been teary-eyed and dirty, like a frightened kitten, and couldn't help but take two quick steps to keep up with her footsteps.

"Why did the girl cry so sadly?" Fu Xuanzhi found a topic.

The woman bowed her head and did not speak, her face was sad, and she bit her lower lip, which was pitiful.

After a while, Fu Xuanzhi saw that the woman ignored him, and saw that her fingers were covered with mud, so he took out his square handkerchief and handed it to the woman, "The girl's hands are full of mud, wipe it." ”

The woman glanced at the handkerchief, looked at the mud on her hands, and whispered, "No need, my hands are too dirty, dirty your handkerchief." ”

"It's okay, the veil was meant to be used."

Fu Xuanzhi put the handkerchief in her hand, and she slowly took it and said to Fu Xuanzhi: "Thank you!" ”

Seeing that she was just wiping her hands, Fu Xuanzhi wanted to remind her to wipe her little face first.

I felt that it was so direct, and the girl would be embarrassed, so I gave up.

Looking at her little face like a little cat, the corners of Fu Xuanzhi's lips couldn't help but rise.

Looking at what this girl is wearing, she doesn't look like an ordinary palace maid.

If you want to come and ask her directly, she won't answer.

Walking out of that small desolate place, the woman in green saw the palace maid and palace people walking in front of her, and whispered to Fu Xuanzhi: "You look for them to lead the way, I'll go first." ”

After saying that, he ran away without saying a word.

Looking at her fleeing back, Fu Xuanzhi hooked the corners of his lips, a pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescents, and turned back to the place where the woman was just squatting and crying.

If he was not mistaken, the little girl was burying something just now.

He was curious about what she was burying while crying, so he found a branch and dug up the little mound.

Looking at the snow-white hair in the pit, Fu Xuanzhi probably understood why she was crying.

Xu is so sad because his beloved pet died, but she is a caring little girl.

He pulled it twice, revealing a pretty kitten face, which looked a little like its owner.

Fu Xuanzhi buried the cat again, followed the path that the woman took him just now, walked to the place where there was a palace maid, and pulled a palace maid to ask the way to Changming Palace.

At this time, the palace banquet had not begun, Feng Yichen took Lin Mo to talk in Changming Palace.

Lin Mo raised his eyes and saw Fu Xuanzhi, who was dressed in a black blue western realm costume, and hurriedly got up and greeted him with a smile, "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it very much." ”

"Little sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, and my brother misses you too." When Fu Xuanzhi saw Lin Mo, the whole person was in a good mood, the one who smiled was sweet, and his peach blossom eyes lit up.

He pulled Lin Mo to sit in the position prepared for him by the emperor, and talked and laughed with Lin Mo.

Feng Yi Chennan, who was left out in the cold opposite, was not jealous, his eyes were like water, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the low table.

Fu Xuanzhi pulled Lin Mo and asked a lot of things about the little county lord, because the little county lord was in the west before, and he had never taken a name, and when he came back, Emperor Xingyao gave him a name, Feng Ningwen.

"Your Majesty has arrived! The queen has arrived! Princess Le Xuan has arrived! ”

With the singing and cheering of the palace people, Changming Palace instantly quieted down.

The emperor joined hands with the empress and came with Feng Yuning.

The people stood up and saluted.

Fu Xuanzhi raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Yuning, the corners of his lips moved slightly, it was not the little girl he met.

He looked at all the ladies in the palace, but there was no little girl he had met.