In a place like the capital, a little wind and grass can be known to everyone.

The emperor's night visit to the Shen Mansion naturally could not escape the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, Feng Ling stood under the eaves of the corridor and looked at the flowers in the courtyard, and the matter of the Shen Mansion flashed in his mind for a while, and Feng Xiao's crazy face appeared again for a while.

She always felt that both things were weird, so weird that they seemed to be connected.

What is it?

If it is as Feng Che said, it is just that the mother emperor cherishes her talents, and she treats her with such special courtesy, then she will not visit the Shen Mansion privately in the middle of the night, and she will not be afraid of hundreds of officials?

Let Fu Hai return in the air, Shen Junqing is a blatant provocation of the imperial power, and the mother emperor actually does not surrender?

I'm afraid of this kind of treatment, I am the first person to break the sky!

This is clearly unconscionable!

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

This Shen Junqing must not be simple!

The more Feng Ling thought about it, the more chaotic he became, and he felt uneasy in his heart, always feeling that something big was going to happen.

turned around and went back to the house, took out the long sword, danced a thousand times, and the figure changed, until the forehead was hot and sweaty, and his heart calmed down a little.

Similarly, in the Four Emperors' Mansion, Feng Yu is more impatient than Feng Ling, and he is a reckless person, one can't bear it, he vents in the mansion, and he falls when he sees something, which makes several waiters on the side kneel and tremble.

Unlike the two, the second princess Feng Che is still playing against the doorman, playing with a piece of mutton fat jade.

"Second princess, your son is self-defeating!" The woman in the gray robe dropped a white child and looked up with a frown.

Feng Che smiled slightly, noncommittal, picked up a black spot between his fingers and landed on the chessboard: "Really?" ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she looked at the chessboard, her brows became tighter, and she couldn't fall for a long time with the chess pieces between her fingertips, and after a while, she muttered to herself: "I see, I see..."

Then he looked up at Feng Che and praised: "The chess skills of the second princess are ashamed!" ”

"Mr. praised it falsely, Che just won by luck, if it weren't for Mr. Victory, he would never be confused by Che's illusion, if he did it again, Che would not be able to compare to Mr."

Feng Che smiled appropriately at the corner of his mouth, making people see it like a spring breeze.

"The second princess is too humble, the king's strategy is above the prudence, and the heart is happy and convinced!" The middle-aged doorman smiled.

Feng Che shook his head and was silent.

It was night, the moonlight was hazy, spread to the world, and the bricks and tiles of the courtyard seemed to be silver and white, dyed with holiness.

The evening breeze rises and blows down three thousand apricot blossoms, fluttering and falling to the ground.

Black and white are intertwined, the sky is gradually brightening, and the morning sun is exceptionally soft.

"Knock knock..."

A knock sounded outside the house.

Jun frowned lightly, opened his phoenix eyes, and looked down at the person below him, the corners of his mouth curled helplessly.

Considering the other party's body, I stopped halfway last night, and this feeling:

It's so sour!

stepped lightly on the bed, covered the futon, washed briefly, and took the official uniform sent by Fu Hai.

Jun raised his eyebrows, he didn't have time to look at it yesterday, but he didn't want this Feng Jue to be anxious, so he directly sent the female python robe over.

The red lines on the bottom of the Xuan, embroidered with a four-clawed red python, the neckline is half a fingerprint edge, the long sleeves are wide and close to the ground, the dark red belt is about the width of the palm, and the red bottom is embroidered to cover the knees, and the bottom is almost grounded, only the tips of the boots are exposed.

Wearing a python robe in three or two, Jun lightly picked up the golden hollow hair crown, took care of his long hair, trapped in it, and the hairpin of the same color was inserted from one side until both sides were the same length.

After doing all this, Jun took a few bites of porridge, took the jade plate and walked out of the house.

I almost scared the unwitting maid to death along the way!

This dress...

The groom didn't get into the carriage until Jun, and he still had a lingering look on his face.

The momentum of the master is too scary!

Look at the carriage again, the one holding the reins, trembling a little.

On the way, many officials stared at the carriage for the princess.

Feng Xiao was released?

And restore the position of the princess?

When did it happen?

Why don't they know?

One by one, after instructing the grooms to follow each other closely, they arrived at the gate of the palace and waited for the people in the car with their eyes wide open.

What is sacred?

Suddenly, one was exposed, white and slender, with distinct bones and roots like jade.

Jun gently lifted the curtain, stepped off the carriage with light feet, glanced around, and his jaw was full!

It's actually Shen Junqing?!

Are you kidding?

Didn't the saint Mo get his head caught in the door?

One by one, the mouth is wide open, and it is more than enough to stuff an egg.

Jun Qing retracted his gaze, ignored everyone's stunned expressions, and stepped into the palace gate.

After the person left, the three figures stood in one place, looking at each other's backs, and their hearts could not be calmed down for a long time.

"I see!"

Feng Ling's mind suddenly opened, muttered, turned his head to look in the direction of the Waste Lady's Mansion, and smiled, with bitterness.

This move attracted the two people on their sides to look at each other.

Feng Che only glanced at it lightly, his eyes were a little darker, and he walked into the palace gate with the foot of the slope.

Feng Ling followed, silent, but Feng Ling was still in disbelief, as if struck by lightning, he followed the two unconsciously.

As soon as the three of them left, a group of officials gathered at the door, discussing a lot, and then rushed to the Xuande Hall with their own thoughts.

Feng Jue was in a very good mood today, got up early, and after breakfast, the curvature of the corners of his mouth never dropped.

was so frightened that the palace people didn't dare to come out.

Rakshasa smiled, it's to break the soul!

As soon as the hundred officials entered the venue, Fu Hai shouted at the side door of the hall: "The emperor has arrived!" ”

Everyone knelt down and shouted: "Long live my emperor!" ”

Several royal daughters are no exception, only Jun Qing is unique, standing like a pine, neither humble nor arrogant.

Feng Jue only glanced at it, and without any surprise, he stepped up to the high seat: "Zhong Aiqing is flat." ”

"Your Majesty." The hundred officials stood respectfully, and then looked at Jun Qing with complicated eyes.

Feng Jue's eyes swept over the people in the hall, very majestic.

"Presumably, Aiqing is very confused about what happened this morning, and I am going to announce two things to the world today. One of them: Shen Junqing, the champion of the Golden Branch, is the blood of the royal family, and he is the fifth princess who was lost abroad, and his name is on the same day; Second: Today, I want to canonize the Five Emperors' daughter, Fengjun, as the princess of Fengming, and immediately announce it to the world, and all the people will look up to it. Do you have any objections? ”

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of officials were in an uproar.

Jun Qingdun was the focus of everyone, and all kinds of eyes were mostly scrutinized, but three of them were extremely strong.

Jun Qing doesn't have to think about it to know who it is.

Feng Che is quite calm, Feng Ling is also acceptable, only Feng Eucalyptus, if it weren't for Feng Jue's presence, Jun Qing felt that the other party would definitely be able to draw his sword and face each other.

It's really interesting.