Only then did she realize that she shouldn't have asked Ling Tianhan about this.

However, it was obvious that Ling Tianhan did not show any impatience or unhappiness.

He just looked at Zhu Xinghe, his eyes were calm, or His Royal Highness the Cold King who was only cold: "The life of this king?" Isn't that already the case? ”

Although he was calm, Zhu Xinghe always felt endless despair from these words.

Think about it, after so many years, isn't Ling Tianhan's days like this? Whether it's in Beijing or on the battlefield, he's lonely, right?

In Beijing, he is the god of disaster and death that everyone shouts and beats. In the army, he is a royal child in the eyes of others. It's always out of place, and only he can understand this feeling, right?

It seems rare that the two of them can talk so deeply, right?

But soon, Ling Tianhan stopped talking.

He just looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhu Xinghe also looked out the window, and I don't know how long it took, and the people on the street began to decrease.

Zhu Xinghe realized what was going on, and looked at the sky, it was already late at night.

Seeing that Ling Tianhan had no intention of leaving, Zhu Xinghe could only cough lightly, interrupting his thoughts as he looked out the window: "That...... Lord, it's time for the slave to go back. It's getting late, I'm afraid that if I don't go back, it won't be good! ”

Ling Tianhan also got up and nodded: "This king will send you." ”

He is an affirmative sentence rather than a question sentence, so that Zhu Xinghe has little room for refutation.

Fortunately, if it was too late today, no one could see the two of them walking side by side along the way.

When he arrived at the back door of the Feng Mansion, Zhu Xinghe gave Ling Tianhan a blessing: "Thank you, slave and maid." ”

And that cold and somewhat irritable Ling Tianhan seems to have returned.

He only waved his hand to Zhu Xinghe: "You go back!" ”

But the moment he turned around to leave, he didn't forget to tell Zhu Xinghe: "Don't forget what this king said to you today." ”

They said so much, what did he say?

No matter which sentence it is, Zhu Xinghe can only nod his head and respond "yes".

And Ling Tianhan seemed to see Zhu Xinghe's thoughts, and frowned and reminded: "If one day, you are forced to do something you don't want to do, you can come to this king, and this king will help you." ”

Originally...... Is that what you say?

When Zhu Xinghe looked at Ling Tianhan, his eyes were sincerely grateful: "The slave has written it down!" ”

Ling Tianhan nodded, then turned to leave, leaving only Zhu Xinghe's dark back, which quickly disappeared in the night.

Zhu Xinghe quietly entered the door, and saw that the Feng family was already quiet.

The lights in the courtyard in front of him had been extinguished, but only when passing by Changqiu's courtyard did Zhu Xinghe hear the sound of Feng Wenrong laughing inside.

Presumably...... Changqiu made Feng Wenrong very satisfied, right?

Zhu Xinghe didn't know how Changqiu did it, but if it was her, she would never be able to share a man with Yongle.

But Changqiu did it, which also proves that Yongle's choice is not wrong: only if Changqiu does it, in this huge feudal mansion, will someone become Yongle's more solid right-hand man.

Maybe it's also because Changqiu did it, so in the days to come, the relationship between Feng Wenrong and Princess Yongle will get better.

Feng Wenrong is not the one who doesn't know how to lift, even if there is sunset and Changqiu, but in a month, at least half of the time, he will stay here in Yongle.

They looked respectful of each other on the surface, but Zhu Xinghe could feel that the gap between the two of them was getting bigger and bigger. Now there is nothing to do, and if there is anything, I am afraid that it will be worse than before.

Seeing that the sky is cold, this Mid-Autumn Festival day has arrived.

Speaking of which, the climate in Beijing this year is really strange.

In the days of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sun of the autumn tiger is still a little at noon.

But even so, Changxiu and Zhu Xinghe also found the thick clothes and big clothes to be used in autumn for Princess Yongle early.

Now that the Feng family is a concubine, naturally they can't spend a Mid-Autumn Festival at home on weekdays, but they want to enter the palace and reunite with the emperor and the queen in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It just so happened that in the past two days in Beijing, a distinguished guest also came: the envoy of the Hu clan.

This time, from the Hu tribe, it was a prince of the Hu tribe named "Duoren". He is the uncle of Princess Dolo, and this time he came not only for the trade between the two countries, but also to see Princess Doro.

Naturally, today's Princess Doluo has become the concubine next to the emperor. Compared with her simplicity and ignorance in the past, Doro now seems more stable and modest.

This time, when the envoys of the Hu clan entered Beijing, they naturally had Ling Tianhan to entertain them.

Prince Ping's Mansion originally wanted Ling Tianhan to let go and call them, but above the court, Prince Ping could suppress anyone, but only Ling Tianhan couldn't suppress him no matter what.

Ling Tianhan's limelight in Beijing is becoming more and more popular, and Prince Ping suppresses him more openly and secretly.

But Ling Tianhan has always responded to changes with the same, and at this moment, there is really nothing that Prince Ping can do with him.

This time it was the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and it was the day when many envoys came, so it can be seen that Ling Tianhan is going to be in the limelight again.

Princess Yongle also got up early in the morning and dressed up, and today Zhu Xinghe prepared a light purple palace dress for her. It seems that the whole person is noble and generous, there are Degui and Zhu Xinghe, as well as Changxiu and Orange Yi, and four people are waiting for Yongle and Feng Wenrong to enter the palace, and this person is also enough.

Feng Wenrong rarely returned to the courtyard after the early dynasty, and brought good news to Yongle with a smile: "The emperor has promoted him to the Ministry of Rites of the Fifth Grade, and it seems that he is being valued more and more." ”

He was full of self-confidence and felt that it was the credit of their sealing family. But whether it is used or Zhu Xinghe knows in his heart that this has a lot to do with his marriage to Yongle.

So Feng Wenrong accompanied Yongle in this courtyard for a morning, and when it was time for luncheon, he also took a carriage with Yongle to enter the palace.

In the carriage, he lifted the curtain, looked at Zhu Xinghe, who was walking with the car outside, and smiled at Yongle: "Look, all the maids around you are capable." Like Ah Xing, who can serve so properly, it's all the credit of your training. ”

His voice is not small, and Zhu Xinghe can also hear it.

For some reason, Zhu Xinghe always felt ...... He didn't have a good heart!

Yongle only glanced at Zhu Xinghe lightly, and instead asked Feng Wenrong, "How is Changqiu?" What is wrong with serving you these days? ”

Speaking of Changqiu, Feng Wenrong also smiled more and more ambiguously: "She is very good, you are well-trained!" ”