"Ah Lie, has the will come back?"

When the father and son arrived home, it was already late at night. Princess Yongfu was still waiting in the main hall.

At this time, Ling Yu was also tossing and turning in his room, and he couldn't sleep at all.

She was afraid that the decree would not be issued, and that it would really be issued.

"What should I do if I really want to marry Feng Xinglie?" She was dazed, lying on the pillow, fidgety.

She suddenly remembered what Master had said at the beginning, and suddenly felt that Master must have known something a long time ago, so she said this in the first place.

"Master, do you mean that when you say that the fate of the dust is not over, you are referring to the wind and the spirit?" The more Ling Yu thought about it, the more annoyed he felt, so he simply got up and got off the ground, opened the door and walked out.

She wanted to go to the garden to breathe, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw the maid Fuzhu arranged for her by Princess Yongfu sitting at the door on duty.

"What's wrong with the girl? Is there something going on? Fuzhu looked sleepy, saw her come out, and quickly pulled the door panel and stood up.

"I couldn't sleep, I wanted to come out and breathe. Fuzhu, you don't have to worry about me. Ling Yu was actually taken aback, ten years later, she had long been accustomed to the days when no one kept vigil.

"The girl can't sleep? The moon is especially good tonight, or ...... Will Fuzhu accompany you to the garden? "Fuzhu was a very dexterous man, and as soon as she heard her say this, she immediately turned back to the house and took a cloak.

"It's windy at night, so let's put one on. This is left by Miss Cousin, and it is usually stored in the cupboard, and it is clean. Fuzhu said as she tied her belt.

As a maid in the princess's mansion, there are far more rules and exquisiteness than ordinary people.

"Fuzhu, how old are you?" Ling Yu saw that Fuzhu looked about the same age as herself, so she asked.

"Nineteen slaves." Fuzhu replied respectfully.

"When did you come to the house on an errand?" Seeing that she was really the same age as herself, Ling Yu immediately relaxed a lot.

"I've been in the house since I was a child, and I used to serve the young master. Later, Miss Cousin came, and I was pointed out to take care of Miss Cousin again. Fuzhu said.

"Miss Biao is ......" Ling Yu heard this, and felt curious, he was here, and he didn't see any other girls.

"It's the county lord of Jiaping," Fuzhu took the lantern and led her out, "The county lord has lived here for a long time. I only moved out recently. Originally, the young master had been living in the mansion, but when the county lord came, he rarely went home. ”

"You mean, Feng Xinglie deliberately avoided the county lord?" Ling Yu listened to it and immediately smelled something unusual.

"It's not that I deliberately avoided it, the young master was indeed very busy during those days." Fuzhu naturally didn't say what the masters were right and wrong, and immediately turned the words back.

However, when Ling Yu heard this, he thought in his heart: It seems that after the wind is strong, the number of times he will go home will only be less!

"Fuzhu, your family, is it really not ......" Lingyu looked at Fuzhu and stopped talking.

"Nothing?" Fuzhu was puzzled, just looked at her and asked.

"You see, Feng Shizi has passed the age of his establishment, and it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, isn't there any concubine in his house to accompany him or something?" Seeing that there was no one around, Ling Yu still asked the doubts in his heart.

"This ......" Fuzhu obviously didn't expect her to ask this, she couldn't help but be stunned, she looked at Lingyu, she was extremely embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"It's okay, just tell the truth," Ling Yu thought there was something big, and hurriedly said: "This world is not a child, it's strange if there is no concubine!" ”

"The son of the world...... He really didn't ......" Fuzhu wanted to maintain the reputation of Fengxinglie, but he was afraid that he would be darker and darker, "Our prince doesn't like men, I really don't like it!" ”

"Fuzhu!" At this time, not far ahead, a man's voice came, Fuzhu heard the voice, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly knelt down in the direction where the voice came!

Seeing this, Ling Yu looked up, only to find that Feng Xinglie had arrived in front of him, and his nose was about to be crooked!

The whole face, the yin can drip water!