Feng Yuan was not annoyed, he smiled and reached out to stroke his forehead, carefully wiping the powder on his forehead.

"Since my sister likes to eat, let's ask the palace maid to cook a little more and take it to eat on the road, okay?"

Feng Wei shook his head: "If you eat too much, it won't taste good, and it's only delicious if you eat it now, and you won't be able to eat it overnight." ”

Feng Yuan felt a little pity, but he didn't care much, seeing that Feng Wei finished eating, he reached out and took a piece for her, and put it directly to her lips, Feng Wei smiled, and bit down on his finger, her mouth opened too wide, not only biting the pastry, but also biting Feng Yuan's finger.

Feng Yuan snorted lightly, and his face suddenly turned red.

Feng Wei was startled, and hurriedly put his hand in his palm and rubbed it, and asked worriedly, "How is it?" Does it hurt? ”

Feng Yuan's face was red and dripping blood: "No...... It doesn't hurt ......."

The interaction between the two of them was seen by Qinghe on the side, he frowned, but he didn't say anything, but the more he looked at that Feng Yuan, the more unhappy he became.

The sun was a little westerly, Feng Wei proposed to go back to Dayong at this time, Feng Yuan happily packed up his things, Feng Wei sat at the table and looked at Feng Yuan's busy figure, a little puzzled: "Yuan'er, we didn't bring anything when we came, when did you have so many things to clean up?" ”

"I was collecting these things yesterday, and I thought it was fun to bring them back."

Feng Wei looked at the things he packed up curiously, all of them were some strange-shaped stones, and some gadgets, it was estimated that which palace maid saw that he was cute and gave to children to play with.

Feng Wei chuckled, Feng Yuan, the child, had been showing a calm appearance in front of her, and thought that he was out of childishness, and he didn't like this kind of childish things, but he didn't expect him to secretly like to collect these, and I thought about it, this Feng Yuan was only eleven years old, and it was a real child.

It seems that she did ignore him usually, and she secretly made a note of this. So after they left the palace, the places where Feng Wei took Feng Yuan to visit the most were those stalls that sold this gadget.

"Yuan'er, come and have a look, do you like this?"

Feng Wei picked up a piece of noodle figure, this noodle person pinched nondescript, but it was indeed very stylish, and it was also very innovative, a bit like the kind of abstract painting, Feng Wei brought a face man similar to a fox to Feng Yuan, looking at him with anticipation.

Feng Yuan looked at Feng Wei with that cheerful smile, and thought that Feng Wei liked it, so he nodded in line with the policy that his sister liked him if he liked it, and then Feng Wei bought four or five noodles of different shapes in one go, all of which were stuffed into Feng Yuan's arms.

Feng Yuan was stunned: "Sister, why did you give it to me?" Don't you want it? ”

"My sister is an adult, these are for you."

"Don't you like it?"

"That's for you."

Feng Yuan's face immediately fell: "I thought my sister liked it, but if my sister didn't like it, the garden wouldn't like it either." ”

Feng Wei patted him on the head: "You are still a child, you should behave innocently and romantically at your age, accept those things that children like, and don't have to be like a little old man like those big brothers and sisters." Feng Wei nodded his nose and chuckled, "You, tell your sister if you like anything, my sister won't laugh at you." ”

Feng Yuan said cautiously: "Does the favorite person in the garden also want to tell my sister?" ”

"Huh? Do you have someone you like? Feng Wei gossip bent down slightly, looked at Feng Yuan, and gossiped and asked, "Tell me, who is the person you like?" Does my sister recognize me? Do you want my sister to tell you about kissing? ”

Feng Yuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "This person's sister must know it, because ...... Because what I like is you, sister. After saying that, he lowered his head and didn't look at Feng Wei's reaction.

Feng Wei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and gently hugged Feng Yuan in his arms: "Good boy, my sister likes you too." ”

Feng Yuan raised his face, his face full of surprise: "Is it true?" Does my sister like me too? ”

"Of course, the garden is so cute, how can my sister not like it? Let's go, let's go to the next place to play, and we'll go back when we've had enough. ”

"Okay." Feng Yuan's crisp voice responded happily, and then jumped up and followed behind Feng Wei, holding Feng Wei's hand tightly with his small hands, his eyes looked at Feng Wei from time to time, and his eyes were full of love and pity that he shouldn't have at his age.

After they walked away, Qinghe's figure appeared where they had been standing, and he stood for a while behind the two of them.

In the Xiqi Imperial Palace, there was a strange atmosphere suppressed in the court, and the ministers lowered their heads and eyes and did not dare to glance, and their breathing did not dare to be heavier, and they all stood in their positions respectfully and did not say a word.

Only Murong Zixian jumped up and down in the court excitedly, jumping like thunder, and let out a hysterical roar from time to time.

Murong Che waited for him to calm down after venting, and then said faintly: "Brother Huang, now that you are the emperor of Xiqi, I hope you can govern Xiqi well." ”

"Brother Huang, although you lost the bet, if you don't give it to Feng Wei in the end, you won't lose at all, you go and tell her, is it okay for us to change another condition for this bet?"

"A gentleman is hard to chase after a word, since I lost, it was you who first put forward such a condition, so how can I have the face to get it back now?"

Murong Che stepped down from the throne, put all the things that symbolized the emperor on the desk, walked off the high platform, and looked at Murong Zixian, and then he squinted and glared at the prime minister next to him, the old prime minister had been an official for many years, so he naturally understood the meaning in Murong Che's eyes, and immediately knelt down: "See Your Majesty, long live my king, long live, long live." ”

At the beginning of him, the ministers who were originally silent also knelt on the ground and shouted: "Long live my king, long live, long live." ”

"Brother Huang!" Murong Zixian was anxious all of a sudden, "This throne, the imperial brother can't bear it, if you don't have the face to exchange conditions with Feng Wei, then I'll go, she can give her whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't take you away, she can do whatever she wants." ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the palace in a hurry, and Murong Che hurriedly grabbed him: "You are now the emperor, and your temperament should also change." ”

"Brother ...... Emperor"

"I'm sorry for you, and I have to take half of your country with me before leaving."

Murong Zixian shook his head again and again: "This country was all brought down by the imperial brother, if it weren't for the imperial brother, how could there be the current Xiqi?" It's the minister's brother's fault, if it's not the minister's brother's mouth, what kind of bet, then...... Then you won't be ...... royal brother."

Murong Che stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing, and then faced the courtiers: "In the future, you will definitely assist the new emperor well, if you are negligent, if something happens, the emperor will definitely not let you go." ”

"Obey the Emperor's decree."

Murong Che nodded, then turned his head to Murong Zixian and nodded: "Your enthronement ceremony, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up." Facing his only younger brother, Murong Che's expression couldn't help but soften, the two of them were the best since they were children, but now they have to go their separate ways, and they can't help but feel related.

Murong Zixian glared: "Brother Huang, can't you wait for a while before leaving?" ”

"Queen Dayong, she will leave today, and I have to leave immediately."

"But ......"

Murong Che waved his hand: "The rest is up to you, take care." ”

Then luck went out of the court in a flash. And Murong Zixian could only look at his back and sigh lightly: "Take care ......"