The previous shocked the world and was misplaced, and now it has been changed.

I hate writing emotional dramas, and I really don't know how to write them, and it's not romance.

If it's a romance, I'll write it all.

Zhao Feng and Xiao Qing walked beside the White Horse Lake, and looked at them with countless envious eyes, even after entering that battle, the current White Horse Lake was still overcrowded, and now in addition to ordinary noble children and Ping Ming, there are countless cultivators who have also come here.

Zhao Feng took Xiao Qing's hand and walked beside the White Horse Lake, looking at countless people and whispering, "I haven't been so relaxed for a long time."

Xiao Qing looked at Zhao Feng's handsome side face and said, "In the past, we often secretly came here to play."

"Well, at that time, we always felt that time passed too fast," Zhao Feng said gently.

"En" Xiao Qing quietly looked at the white horse lake and nodded, and a gust of autumn wind blew Xiao Qing's green silk. Zhao Feng looked at Xiao Qing beside him, without any words, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Idiot, what are you doing looking at people like this" Xiao Qing chuckled when he saw Zhao Feng's gaze

Zhao Feng heard Xiao Qing's words, and then blushed a little and said, "Because you are too beautiful"

Xiao Qing's face flushed after hearing this, and he turned his head to look elsewhere, not letting Zhao Feng see his embarrassment.

"Today, we no longer have the innocence we had at the beginning. And there are more and more things to bear," Zhao Feng looked at the sky and sighed

"Well, if you can still be as carefree as when you were a child" Xiao Qing turned his face to look at Zhao Feng's somewhat lonely face, "You are now the most powerful Feng King of the Great Song Dynasty and the person born from the Academy, you seem to be extremely beautiful, but you are burdened with a lot of things that don't belong to you. Xiao Qing thought painfully.

"Growing up must come with troubles, maybe I have already decided the future path since I was born," Zhao Feng said a little lonely

"It doesn't matter, isn't there me!" Xiao Qing said as he gently touched Zhao Feng's face with his hand.

Zhao Feng turned his head and gently grabbed Xiao Qing's hand with his hand, and the two of them looked at each other like this, forgetting everything around them, calm and beautiful. Whether it is for Zhao Feng or Xiao Qing, such quiet and beautiful days are really rare, and King Feng, who is burdened with the fate of the entire Great Song Dynasty, is familiar with such a scene.

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have given up a long time ago," Zhao Feng said softly

After Xiao Qing heard Zhao Feng's words, his eyes gradually moistened, and he said a little choked: "You are carrying too much, we will never be able to go back to the days when we came here like when we were children." I'm really glad to hear that. ”

Zhao Feng gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xiao Qing's eyes with his hand and said, "In ten years, I will hold a wedding with you in the cherry blossom mountain range, but now I'm sorry to make you wait for ten years."

Xiao Qing shook his head, indicating that he didn't care, and got into Zhao Feng's arms, and said in his own voice: "I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you to marry me."

"Uncle Fengwang. Uncle Feng Wang" A light voice directly broke this beautiful scene.

Zhao Feng and Xiao Qing turned their heads to look at the person at the same time after hearing the voice, and when they saw who it was, they smiled at the same time, and Zhao Feng said with a smile, "Xi'er"

"Uncle Fengwang, Sister Qing," Xi'er saluted after she walked in

"Why did you come alone," Zhao Feng said as he looked at Xi'er, who was only one person

"Hee-hee, no. Today, the eldest brother invited the little painting saint Zhou Xuan's sister to come to White Horse Lake to play," Xi'er replied with a smile.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes after hearing this, and Xiao Qing on the side saw Zhao Feng's subtle expression and didn't ask anything, just said, "How did you find out that we are here?"

"Hmph, the eldest brother and those noble children only know that no one pays attention to me around the small painting saint," Xi'er said a little angrily.

"Hehe, since that's the case, come with us," Xiao Qing chuckled

"Okay, anyway, there's no shortage of me over there," Xi'er replied immediately after hearing Xiao Qing's words

Zhao Feng smiled, and walked around the edge of White Horse Lake with Xiao Qing and Xi'er.

"Uncle Fengwang, I heard that the sword marks on both sides of the White Horse Lake were left by you and the person born from the Blue Sky God Sect," Xi'er asked curiously

"Well, that's right" Zhao Feng did not deny it, and Xiao Qing, who was on the side, was also a little curious when he heard Xi'er ask. After all, the battle between people born in the unknowable land is very curious as long as it is a cultivator.

"Then Uncle Wang, did you win or did the person from the Qingtian God Sect win" Because Xi'er is not a cultivator, and the emperor didn't tell her much about the cultivator world, he didn't know about the existence of the Unknowable Land.

"Xi'er, when are you going to go back to the wilderness" Zhao Feng didn't answer Xi'er's question, but asked directly.

Xi'er was a little disappointed after hearing Zhao Feng's words, but she also knew some advances and retreats, and she was not angry, and she still said happily, "After the spring next year", and Xiao Qing didn't have too much loss, some things Zhao Feng wanted to say, he would naturally say it, and if he didn't want to say it, he wouldn't ask.

"Well, if you are bored in the palace, you will come to Fengwang's Mansion to accompany you Sister Qing," Zhao Feng said with a smile.

"Of course, Uncle Wang, you are so busy every day, you definitely don't have time to accompany Sister Qing well," Hill said as a matter of course.

"Haha, you're really a little ghost. When I saw you in the wilderness, I thought you were already long, but now it seems that you are still a little ghost," Zhao Feng laughed.

"Uncle Wang, if you don't say it, I forgot, why didn't you tell your identity in the wilderness at the beginning," Xi'er asked angrily after hearing Zhao Feng's words, "You little girl didn't recognize me, why should I name my identity" Zhao Feng smiled.

"Hmph, that's because I haven't seen Uncle Wang in at least five years," Ciel said.

"It's not like Uncle Wang hasn't seen you for five years, this little girl," Zhao Feng said.

"You, no, Uncle Wang, you have to compensate Xi'er," Xi'er said a little incoherently.

"Good, good. It's Uncle Wang's fault, when you come to Feng Wang's Mansion, Uncle Wang will give you another thing, so it's okay," Zhao Feng said.

"That's pretty much it," Ciel said.

"Uncle Feng Wang, His Royal Highness Feng Wang" Suddenly a group of voices interrupted the conversation between Zhao Feng and Xi'er, Zhao Feng, Xiao Qing and Xi'er went over at the same time, and saw the eldest prince and the little painting saint and others in front.

And the person on the other side was obviously a little restrained, after all, the first time he saw the most mysterious and terrifying Feng King of the Great Song Dynasty, they were a little scared. The collapse of the Yunzhou family was planned by such a prince in front of him, and the unique temperament of this prince is not even comparable to the current prince.

"Since Sister Hill is with Uncle Wang, my worries are unnecessary," the eldest prince said a little nervously.

"Xi'er also just met this king, since you and I will hand over Xi'er to you. King Feng looked at the nervous eldest prince and said with a smile.

"Xi'er, go to your royal brother's. I'm going back with your sister Qing," Zhao Feng turned his head to Xi'er and said.

"Well, Uncle Wang, I'll go to the palace to play with you in a few days," Xi'er replied

"En," Zhao Feng replied, and Xiao Qing on the side glanced at the little painting saint standing beside the eldest prince and nodded and smiled. He and King Feng left White Horse Lake.