This is the note from Qunfang Pavilion to contact Feng Huanhuan, unforgettable to look south, meaning the small courtyard in the southernmost part of the town; Burning the qin is the same as burning love, which means burning the love and scattering; As for the meaning of boiling cranes, it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, Feng Huanhuan is not ready to do what Qunfang Pavilion says.

Feng Huanhuan burned it on the candle flame after reading the note, looking at the embers of the note on the ground, Feng Huanhuan thought for a moment, and walked out of the door, the third prince had not come to her room, which made her very surprised.

During this time, the third prince seemed to be less interested in her than before, although she was about to lose the hatred of the third prince in her heart, but after all, it was related to the success of the later plan, and she still had to do everything she could to please him.

Feng Huanhuan asked the next person, and only said that the third prince still had something to do in the study.

When he returned to the house, he instructed the maid to make a pot of hot tea, took off the middle coat on his body, put only a coat on top of the small coat, and went to the study of the third prince with the tea.

"Your Highness, you should also pay attention to your body when you are busy, drink a cup of tea and rest." Feng Huanhuan pushed the door and entered the study of the third prince.

Feng Huanhuan saw the six spears leaning against the corner and the wooden hairpin in the hands of the third prince, and knew what he was thinking.

"It's still this stinky problem, no matter how she has tried to please him in detail over the years, or like this, the few maids she brought from Qunfang Pavilion have all been taken by him without exception, like this, if he doesn't die, who will die" Although Feng Huanhuan was very disdainful in his heart, he still looked safe and virtuous on his face.

The third prince sat behind the desk, watched Feng Huanhuan put down the tray, poured a cup of hot tea, and after drinking a cup, he only said that there were still some things to deal with, and let Feng Huanhuan go back to sleep first.

"Humph! He didn't even bother to do the kung fu on the face, so generously pinched the hairpin in front of him, and never put it down when he drank tea. Feng Huanhuan naturally knew the temperament of the third prince, and some things could only be fueled by his wishes, and it was really wishful thinking to persuade him, so he had to fill the teacup that the third prince had drunk with hot tea again and quit the study.

When returning to the room, Feng Huanhuan couldn't help but think of the hairpin in the hands of the third prince.

She knew very well what the third prince was thinking, it was nothing more than that female god of war.

When hunting in the north of the city, Feng Huanhuan also saw Zhao Yingqi and Zhao Tong, and to be honest, she was very envious of Zhao Tong. can overwhelm many men with a daughter, as long as she wants to, there will be no tragedy as helpless as herself.

And she envies Zhao Tong even more that she can decide her own future. She is a woman, she is a woman who has experienced the love of men and women, and has also experienced powerlessness and despair, she understands very well Zhao Tong's eyes when she looks at Zhao Yingqi, she can stay by her sweetheart because of her own ability, no matter what, her sweetheart will not give up on her, this is the happiest thing.

But now is not the time for Feng Huanhuan to be obsessed with Zhao Tong, in Feng Huanhuan's eyes, Zhao Tong is a very attractive woman for men, with superb martial arts, cold temperament, loyalty and very thoughtful care, she is simply the best woman who can go out of the hall, go to the kitchen, go to the battlefield, and enter the boudoir.

It is also the right thing that the evil ghost in the third prince can't escape, and for her Feng Huanhuan, what impact this matter can have on her or what benefits it can bring is the most important thing.

Tomorrow night, the three princes will go to the palace to reunite with the emperor and several other princes, and they can go to Nanshi Town to pick up things, but there will be ten days of vacation in the first year, and after ten days, the three princes will return to the fiefdom of the Lingwang Mansion in the northeast.

Nowadays, there are all kinds of people in Tongying Mansion, and it is the best time to do it, and it will be difficult to have such a good environment after that.

Let's wait until the tenth day of the new year.

After making up his mind, Feng Huanhuan returned to his room without looking back, as for the third prince's delusion about a hairpin and a big gun in his study, it was not something Feng Huanhuan cared about.

...

On the Shengtian Palace, singing and dancing, everyone went their own way after toasting to the emperor three times.

They also kept toasting and greeting each other, Zhao Yingqi's right hand side was Zhang Han, and the two of them chatted from time to time and drank a few glasses, which was quite pleasant.

At this time, the envoy of the Yue Kingdom suddenly stood up, separated the emperor's gaze from watching the song and dance, bowed down, and opened his mouth to ask: "The foreign minister brings my emperor's greetings and congratulates His Majesty on his birthday. ”

Everyone thought that they just hoped that the Emperor of Zhou would send a letter to recognize the throne of the Emperor of Yue, after all, the Emperor of Yue's almost usurpation of the throne was known to the whole world.

But he never thought that the emperor of Yue meant to hope that Zhou would hand over his traitor Ding Feng.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly chuckled and fell silent, and even the dancing servants below seemed to be half a beat slower, as if they were afraid that stepping on the wrong drum would cause trouble.

"I don't understand what Lin Shaoqing's words mean, I've never heard of this Ding Feng." The emperor did not stop eating and drinking, and while answering, he raised his glass and toasted to Prince Yu on the side.

"Your Majesty might as well ask General Li, a few days ago, Ding Feng also appeared in the contest of General Li's daughter, don't you know?" This Lin Shaoqing is only twenty or thirty years old, as a fourth-grade Shaoqing, he is very young, and it is inevitable that he will have some sharpness.

The emperor moved his gaze to Li Yuanbai's body and didn't say anything, just a slight sense of inquiry.

"The old man does know about this, and the old man and the old general Ding Sanquan have also been friends for a long time, if there is a chance, he will naturally accept the senior apprentice of the old general Ding, but Lin Shaoqing is afraid that he asked the wrong person, and Ding Feng has already left." Li Yuanbai's words are half-truths and half-truths, in general, it is a matter in front of everyone's eyes, and I admit it all, and I don't know anything about things behind closed doors.

"Gone? How is it possible, this Ding Feng went mad because of his martial arts training, and only General Li's Xingyi Tour in the whole world can help him heal his injuries without hurting his cultivation, how could he just leave? Lin Shaoqing seems to have a lot of information, and he can be regarded as prepared.

"This Lin Shaoqing can't ask the general, it was Mr. Zhao who beat Ding Feng away that day, but I wasn't there." Li Yuanbai spread his hands, looked at Lin Shaoqing, and then looked at Zhao Yingqi who was gnawing on a rib.

Obviously, you'll have to ask that guy, I don't know...

Zhao Yingqi, who was gnawing on pork ribs, jumped on the corner of his eyebrows, and he was not ready to speak in advance, at least he had to wait for you to ask me first.

"Dare to ask Mr. Zhao, where did my Dayue traitor Ding Feng go?" Lin Shaoqing asked very bluntly, and he didn't even have a courtesy to ask others.

However, Zhao Yingqi doesn't mind these little things, anyway, he doesn't plan to sue him if he doesn't bow or not.

Zhao Yingqi slowly put down the half-gnawed ribs, picked up the hand towel on the side, wiped his hands, and swallowed the meat in his mouth.

Zhao Tong saw the grease stain on Mr.'s mouth, picked up his own handkerchief and wiped it for Mr., under the eyes of the officials and envoys of Shengtian Palace, the master and servant really felt like no one else, which made many people roll their eyes, and the third prince poured himself a glass of wine.

"Back to Lin Shaoqing, Zhao did fight Ding Feng several times that day, but he was not Zhao's opponent, and he ran away quickly, as for where he went, Zhao didn't know." This is actually not bad at all, Ding Feng did not beat him, Ding Feng did run away, and I really don't know where Ding Feng ran away, after all, it was Zhao Tong who chased him, not him Zhao Yingqi.

"But many people saw Miss Zhao chasing after her that day, and with Miss Zhao's light skill of jumping ten feet high, I don't think I won't be able to catch up, right?" Lin Shaoqing continued to ask.

Zhao Yingqi looked at Zhao Tong beside him, Zhao Tong smiled at him, Zhao Yingqi turned his head and smiled at Lin Shaoqing, the meaning was obvious: She chased her, you just ask her to go.

"Please also ask Miss Zhao to tell me if you can catch up with Ding Feng that day, and where is Ding Feng now?"

Ding Feng is Ding Sanquan's closed disciple, and his prestige in the old army of Yue is not lower than that of the other six top masters, and now Ding Feng has run away and defected because his whole family has been destroyed, and the army is unstable.

In addition to congratulating Zhou Guojun on his birthday, Lin Shaoqing also had a task to inquire about Ding Feng's news.

Zhao Tong listened to Lin Shaoqing's inquiry, and looked at his husband again, Zhao Yingqi just picked up the rib again at this time and continued to gnaw it, and there was no other reaction. So he didn't answer, just glanced at Lin Shaoqing briefly, and brought the ribs in front of him to Zhao Yingqi.

Well, it seems that Mr. likes to eat pork ribs, this must be remembered.

Seeing that Mr. was eating very fragrantly, Zhao Tong himself stretched out his hand to pick up a pork rib and gnawed it.

Lin Shaoqing stood in place, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

After waiting for a while, there was still no response, Zhao Yingqi's master and servant just gnawed on the ribs, as if there was no such person in front of them, Zhao Tong also helped Mr. pour wine and tea from time to time, and the thoughtfulness of the service was really like eating at his own home.

Everyone in the hall looked at this situation and couldn't hold back.

Lin Shaoqing looked around, whether it was the four-grade waiters and young masters of the Zhou Kingdom, or the third-grade scholars and doctors, they all had their own appearances and demeanors, but no one cared about him, and the eight head armor masters sitting at the head were eating and drinking constantly, and even looked at him and smiled slightly.

It's really a big joke in the world, with the current military strength of the Zhou Kingdom, although it is still far from sweeping the world, but as long as it passes the Spring Ridge, how can anyone in this world ask the important people of the Great Zhou in the Shengtian Palace, and they are so domineering.

Lin Shaoqing's breathing gradually became heavier, he was originally a young talent in the Yue Kingdom, all these years have been smooth sailing, and he has become a fourth-grade member in a short time, when has he ever received this kind of humiliation, biting his lip, clenching his fists, and putting his eyes on Zhao Yingqi's body.

Zhao Yingqi was still unmoved, only caring about fighting with the ribs in front of him, and that attitude of ignoring was really more and more annoying.

Zhao Tong put down the ribs in his hand at this time and quietly looked at Lin Shaoqing who was standing opposite. The cold eyes didn't care even the slightest bit about Lin Shaoqing, but occasionally swept over the nine head armor masters around the emperor, as if they were weighing the possibility of their master and servant escaping safely from the hands of these nine people.

Sometimes, this kind of thing is unsatisfactory, just when Lin Shaoqing's heart kept ringing the voice of "Shi can be killed, not humiliated", and he was almost angry and about to die, the emperor spoke.

"Lin Shaoqing, don't worry, Miss Zhao doesn't know where Ding Feng went, why don't you wait for two days, before the tenth day of the new year, I will definitely give you an answer, what do you think?" This was said very angrily, as if he had promised Lin Shaoqing to hand over Ding Feng to him.

But Zhao Yingqi knew in his heart, but he just started to do it now, it was a little unsightly, and he dragged it out for two days to tell him that there was no such person.

There is a way that is a drum, then decline, three and exhaustion, Lin Shaoqing let the emperor, Li Yuanbai and Zhao Yingqi master and servant kick the ball around several times, the blood and courage in his heart has long been discharged, although he is still very angry, but he can't do the stupid thing of being sent to the hands of the female god of war to be humiliated.

Since this is the case, Zhao Tong continued to pick up the ribs on the plate and gnawed them.

And the third prince was looking diagonally opposite, his eyes were firmly staring at Zhao Tong's plain white jade hand holding the ribs, and his attention was attracted by Zhao Tong's slightly cocked little finger, which was stained with some oil, as if it was white jade.

The second prince touched a glass with the fourth prince opposite, and made fun of Princess Yongle again, looked at the pig brother of the third prince imperceptibly, raised his head and drank a full glass, and a wisp of wine flowed down the corner of his slightly upturned mouth.

Zhao Yingqi thought about this joint, and originally wanted to force this Lin Shaoqing to do it, and then form a grudge with him Yueguo, but he didn't want to be disturbed by the old emperor.

Cut, you're amazing, you're high, but let me be a bad guy for a while...

Thinking about it, Zhao Yingqi suddenly felt that the ribs in his hand were not fragrant.

has been a white face all his life, but now he has been calculated by the old emperor here to be a red face twice in a row, which is really a wretch.

The old emperor will definitely not hand people over, otherwise who will take refuge in him in the future, but his reputation outside is not good.

If he hadn't told the old emperor in advance, Zhao Yingqi would have already flipped the table and left, and his acting almost came true...

However, Zhao Yingqi thought about the nine head armor masters next to the emperor.

Alas, this table can't be turned over, it can't be beaten...