Seeing that half of the Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet has passed, more than an hour has passed since the ministers and ladies were put into Guangzheng Garden, Feng Zhirong's task has already come to an end at the beginning, and she has nothing to do, but King Jing is taking her around at this time, and it has attracted a lot of surprised eyes.

Who's that little girl?

Is he not afraid of death?

Feng Zhirong felt the atmosphere around her, and only felt a little helpless, but she also willingly followed King Jing. It's because I feel that I've eaten too much and want to make up for it, and on the other hand, I simply like to stay with King Jing.

King Jing did not speak in front of everyone, so the two walked like this, and actually went around to the gate of Guangzheng Garden, and walked out openly under the guidance of King Jing.

After walking out of the garden, except for a few palace people, there was no one else, and Feng Zhirong only then spoke: "You just kidnapped me out of the door, okay?" ”

King Jing said: "What, don't like it?" ”

Feng Zhirong tugged at the corners of her mouth, pretending to say: "I don't like it and can't do it, who made you a prince, I'm just a powerless woman." ”

King Jing knew that she was joking, so he also said casually: "Or, if I don't kidnap you and let you go back?" ”

Feng Zhirong didn't hide her mood this time, and her face showed disgust: "Don't do it, it's suffocated inside, and I'm still angry when I look at it." As he spoke, he thought of Fan Changan again.

"I thought you were very mature, but I didn't expect you to be such a good person."

Feng Zhirong glared at King Jing, and said angrily: "I'm not mature, and I'm still a vinegar jar!" There is no room for anyone in your eyes, so if you want to take a concubine and accept a room like those men outside in the future, you have to inform me first, and then I will see if you want to divorce you or you divorce me, and send me to the frontier and let me fend for myself, in short, I can't tolerate sand in my eyes. ”

King Jing couldn't help frowning when he heard Feng Zhirong's words: "Why do you always think in the wrong way?" ”

Feng Zhirong also felt that her tone was not good, so she eased her tone and said, "I will not let myself repeat everything that woman has passed." Feng Zhirong refers to her own dreams, and her past emotional trauma she also made up the story of a woman with a family background who was deceived by a negative heart lang to gain her wealth.

King Jing stretched out his hand and touched her head, and said, "This king has no interest in those vulgar fans, you can rest assured." ”

"It means that a woman with a beautiful country and a good temperament can do it?" Feng Zhirong said casually to herself, not angry, but close to a kind of matter-of-fact-but somewhat sour words: "I know that some women are really good, and there is nothing bad to find fault with, such as Liu Yangxin, the daughter of the chief secretary of the Qin Heavenly Prison, Liu Yangxin is a woman with an elegant temperament, and Zhao Mingyun is also a generous lady." What if there is such a woman who is worthy of the position? Can it be done? ”

King Jing did not directly answer Feng Zhirong's question, but asked, "How can you be willing to believe me?" ”

Feng Zhirong stopped, thought about it and thought about it, then looked at King Jing and said, "There is no basis for what you say, I want you to prove it with your life." said, and added: "And I, Feng Zhirong, will love you all my life." ”

King Jing looked at Feng Zhirong for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, I, Wei Mingyuan, am willing to use my life to prove that you are always the only woman around Wei Mingyuan." ”

"No matter whether the circumstances are good or bad, poor or sick, or healthy...... Feng Zhirong paused for a while, remembering the marriage vows she had read: "Love each other, walk together until death?" ”

King Jing nodded, repeated Feng Zhirong's words again, and then said to Feng Zhirong firmly: "Until death." ”

Feng Zhirong listened to King Jing's words, and was a little moved for a while, but after a while, tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her hand and wanted to use her sleeve to absorb the tears that were about to fall, but unexpectedly, King Jing took the initiative to reach out and wipe her tears. "I used to hate watching women cry and cry all the time, so annoying. But I don't know why I like it so much when I look at you like this. ”

"Like?" Feng Zhirong smiled and said: "How can anyone like their own women to cry, isn't that a toss?" ”

Woman? Or is it a woman of your own?

How mature does this little doll think she is?

Thinking of this, King Jing couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and said, "But you look very good-looking." ”

Feng Zhirong blushed and said, "Why are you so unserious, don't forget ......"

"I haven't forgotten, you're only ten years old." King Jing paused for a while, and then said: "The difference between my father and my mother is fourteen years old, and my mother still waited for Princess Miao, and finally helped my father ascend to the throne. The implication of King Jing's words is that even if Feng Zhirong is only ten years old now, he can wait, wait until Feng Zhirong becomes an adult.

However, Feng Zhirong listened to King Jing's words and thought of something else, only to see her pursing her lips, looking at King Jing for a while, and then hesitantly said, "That...... I have a question I want to ask you, and it's okay if you don't tell me...... You...... Interested in that location? ”

King Jing looked at Feng Zhirong deeply for a long time, and then said, "What about you?" ”

Feng Zhirong looked into King Jing's eyes, doubting and probing in every way, but the information revealed by King Jing's eyes was extremely clear - that is, he was just seriously waiting for his reply.

After a long time, Feng Zhirong finally sighed and said, "I didn't, you know I'm afraid of trouble." Feng Zhirong's words can be said sincerely-but in fact, what she wants to say is a sentence like "absolutely not", but she thinks more about it--if King Jing has to fight and rob one day, will her words hurt him?

Feng Zhirong looked at King Jing with some concern, and the latter only calmed for a while, as if he was thinking about something, before he said, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he took Feng Zhirong and continued to walk in this huge imperial city.

Feng Zhirong didn't speak again, so she walked with King Jing.

She didn't know the way to the imperial city, so she just followed and remembered it on the one hand, and after a while and a half plus the palace banquet earlier, her brain only felt swollen. Including the faces and names of the ministers and ladies, as well as the messages they revealed—Feng Zhirong memorized this as if it were a script.

Rao is no matter how good her memory is, it really gives her a headache to digest a lot of information and re-screen it in a short period of time, and this is a coincidence, anyway, King Jing doesn't speak, and he is happy to be distracted to sort out the information in his head, while walking.

Feng Zhirong had this idea, King Jing left, she followed, King Jing turned a corner, and she could follow the turn smoothly. It wasn't until they finally came to the door of a huge palace that Feng Zhirong came back to her senses.