Feng Yuan's face softened slightly, but there was something wrong in his heart, it turned out that his sister just regarded him as a relative, could it be that Xiqi's villain really said that? He hung his head in some frustration, and the flush on his face slowly subsided.

"Hey, Feng Yang, you can't help but guard against it, this kid is almost as tall as you now, even if he is your younger brother, who knows if he will counterattack and become your husband, you look at him like that, he is obviously affectionate to you." Sang Ju winked at Feng Wei.

Feng Wei patted Feng Yuan's head dotingly: "No, he is my younger brother, isn't it normal to rely on my sister?" You're so worried. ”

She said so on her lips, but in her heart she played Xiao Jiujiu, although she had never met a brother marrying a sister in her previous life, but there were a lot of things about sister and brother love, recalling the picture of Feng Yuan getting along with her every time, she couldn't help but chuckle in her heart, could this Feng Yuan ......

She smiled and shook her head, although Feng Yuan was much taller, he was only eleven years old, a real child, even if he had more feelings, it could not be that kind of relationship between men and women.

At this time, a team came out of the palace, and from a distance, Feng Wei recognized the man sitting on the high-headed horse, wasn't it Murong Zixian, the black-faced prince? I didn't expect to meet him here by such a coincidence. Obviously, Murong Zixian also saw her and was driving towards her.

Sang Ju poked Fengyuan's arm, and said to her mysteriously: "I saw the person sitting on the horse, that is our Xiqi Xian Wangye, is His Majesty's only younger brother now, but compared to His Majesty's name as the god of war, Xian Wangye is slightly inferior in leading the army to fight, and has a strange temperament, and often beats and scolds the people under him, even so, he is still good to people who have a good impression." ”

After speaking, Murong Zixian had already come to their approach, and Sang Ju hurriedly knelt on the ground: "See Lord Xian." ”

Murong Zixian ignored her, looked at Feng Wei with straight eyes, and frowned deeply.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little wrong, Sang Ju slowly raised her head, chuckled in her heart, and quickly pulled the hem of Feng Wei's clothes, motioned for her to kneel down and salute, and said in her mouth: "Lord Xian, this is ...... This is a friend of the courtier's daughter, who came out to fork the road, did not understand the rules, and asked the prince to forgive her sins. ”

Then he raised his head again and whispered to Feng Wei, "Feng Yang, why don't you take your brother to salute Lord Xian?" ”

Feng Wei lowered her head, looking at the eagerness in his eyes that was not fake, her heart warmed, she smiled to show reassurance, raised her head, and said to Murong Zixian: "Hehe, Lord Xian hasn't seen you for a long time, where are you going?" ”

"Hmph, Queen Dayong is really bold, dare to come here alone?"

"Why don't you dare? I heard that my concubine was seriously injured and still hasn't recovered, so I came to take a look. ”

Feng Wei's smile could not see a trace of flaw, and Murong Zixian's brows furrowed even tighter, but he couldn't guess Feng Wei's intentions no matter how he guessed, but now he couldn't let him walk around, otherwise, who knows if there would be any mess in Xiqi? Did I really let him enter the palace to see his imperial brother?

He was hesitating here, Sang Ju was like being struck by lightning, her face was pale and pale, she looked at Yi is smiling face with some disbelief, what did she hear just now? She heard the virtuous prince call his good friend Feng, called Her Majesty Queen Dayong? Playing with others by himself, walking around for a long time, eating wontons with the queen, and talking nonsense to the queen?

She suddenly felt that something was not normal in the world, and she didn't know what she was thinking, in short, she was dancing happily. There is no rule to follow, but that kind of transfer is still very uncomfortable, uncomfortable and almost suffocating, looking at Feng Yang and Xian Wangye's familiarity, the attitude of speaking, proves that Xian Wangye did not recognize the wrong person at all, and the good friend who was holding hands with her just now turned out to be the queen of Dayong! It feels like the world is about to be turned upside down.

She muttered, "Female...... Her Majesty ......"

Feng Wei's ears were sharp, although Sang Ju's voice was small and inaudible, she still heard it, although she didn't know what she was talking about? Seeing that she was still kneeling on the ground, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help her up, and said with a smile: "Lord Xian is merciful, when you see him in the future, you don't have to kneel and salute, just nod to him, he won't care about these etiquette." ”

Murong Zixian's eyes widened, his nose moved, and his eyes were a little red, obviously angry. Feng Yuan looked at Sang Ju, who was still pale with a face, and didn't miss the opportunity to make fun of her: "Didn't you say that you can talk to anyone?" At this time, facing the sage prince, why don't you say a word, if you know that we are looking for His Majesty Xiqi, then wouldn't you want to run away in disgrace? ”

Sang Ju's face turned even paler: "You...... You're looking for your majesty...... Your Majesty? ”

"Of course, otherwise you have anyone else here worth looking for?"

Feng Wei saw that Sang Ju was a little uncomfortable, and her expression was even more wrong, so she simply patted her shoulder and said to her: "Thank you today, if there is a fate in the future, we will see each other, I will not accompany you if there is something to do at this time, you go back first." ”

Sang Ju nodded in a trance, although he was in a trance, he hadn't forgotten the etiquette he should have, all of them were subconscious behaviors.

Seeing her leave, Feng Wei turned his head to look at Murong Zixian: "If Prince Xian is free, how about taking us to meet Your Majesty?" However, if you don't have time, then I will let the gatekeeper pass it through, if not, then I, stay in this capital, I don't know if I will do anything I can't think of......"

Murong Che's face jumped, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This king is free, how can he not be free...... Keep up. ”

This Murong Zixian's attitude towards his sister is really bad, Feng Yuan was a little indignant and wanted to reason with him, but was stopped by Feng Wei, Zunzun taught: "Yuan'er, there should be no less edge, but there should be no edge, you have to converge, when to show the edge, when to converge You have to distinguish the occasion, in front of whom to show the edge, but also to distinguish the occasion, like these jumping clowns, it is not worth us to show the edge." ”

Feng Yuan's mood eased slightly, and nodded: "I know, sister." ”

Although Feng Wei's voice was not loud, it was not small, Murong Zixian was riding on a tall horse, and Murong Che, who was walking in front, naturally heard it, his face was pale, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in black clouds, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be extremely weird, and he suppressed his anger, if he really had a seizure, the uncle gave Feng Wei and the two of them a chance to show their edge first.