There was a sweet fruit wine on the table, and after listening to Feng Yu's words, Feng Jiutian took a sip gently.

"It's good to know." In the face of Feng Yu, Feng Jiutian never hesitated to express his disgust.

This sentence was like a biting wind, blowing into Feng Yu's eyes, making her eyes red in an instant.

She had a pitiful face on her face, and she didn't say a word, but it was better than a thousand words.

Feng Xiye glanced at Feng Jiu, and the meaning was self-evident.

"What's going on? Lost in the sand? Feng Jiutian pretended to have just seen Feng Yu, and the worry on his face seemed exaggerated and undistracted.

"Okay, Jiu'er, don't joke about Yu'er, she has a thin face."

Feng Jiu didn't speak again for the promise of Feng Xiye, why did he have an appetite, and slowly enjoyed the Chinese New Year's Eve meal with no human touch.

I don't know what Feng Xiye promised Feng Yu in private, he looked at him, Feng Yu quieted down, although the meal was very quiet, but there was nothing else wrong.

After dinner, Feng Jiutian finally understood what Feng Xi was planning at night.

"Yu'er has suffered a lot outside, and now that she is back, I have to compensate her."

When Feng Jiu heard this, he raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes full of doubts.

Feng Xiye said slowly, "I plan to ask Jiu'er for the title of county lord." ”

Although he said yes, it was not a negotiating tone.

"Oh." Feng Jiu rinsed his mouth, looking unconcerned.

Feng Yu lowered her eyes, a faint excitement flashed in her eyes, but when she raised her head, she was subtle, "Thank you, Sister Jiu'er." ”

The voice was sweet, making Feng Jiutian feel that his back was starting to tingle.

"When the meal is finished, I won't keep you."

Feng Xiye knew that the relationship between the two was not good, so he didn't force anything.

"Then Jiu'er, you have a good rest first, I won't bother you with Yu'er first, and I'll come to you again in the evening."

Feng Jiutian frowned, Feng Xiye had already decided on his own, "This year is different from usual, we always have to spend it together." ”

Then he went out with Fengyu.

The two people who came out of the house were talking and laughing, which was completely different from Fang Cai's appearance of not knowing anyone.

Feng Yu's eyes were smiling, and they were full of trust in Feng Xiye's brother.

"Brother, you're too good to Sister Jiu'er, aren't you?" She knocked on the side, testing Feng Jiu's position in Feng Xiye's heart.

"It's all right, we were sorry for her before, and my brother will make up for her well in the future, so I wronged you." Feng Xiye looked at Feng Yu, and his tone was serious and serious.

Feng Yu even felt that he seemed to know that her appearance was different, and her eyes flashed, "As long as my brother feels happy, it's fine." ”

It's good to be anyone, why does it have to be Feng Jiutian's woman?

She kept her head down, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands placed on the top of her head and stroked gently.

"Brother knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances, I will try my best to compensate you and give you the best, but you can't touch her, otherwise even if you are my sister, I will not be merciful."

The smile on Feng Yu's face froze for a moment, but she hid the unnaturalness well.

"Yu'er got it." The fingers hidden in her sleeve were gently clenched together, the nails pierced the skin of the palm and pierced into the flesh, she felt a slight pain, and only then did she relax the strength of her hand slightly.

"You're not too young, and when you came back that day, there were a lot of young talents looking at you."

Feng Yu looked at Feng Xiye with a flustered look in her eyes, "What do you mean by brother?" ”

"Daddy and mother will hand you over to me, I naturally want to be good to you, there are so many good Erlang in the Western Regions, if you like whoever you like, my brother can arrange it for you."

"Don't." Feng Yu's voice was raised, and the madness that had been hidden under the well-behaved face was about to be uncontrollable.

"Yu'er doesn't want to go anywhere, does my brother dislike Yu'er and want to send Yu'er away?"

There was some hysteria in her voice.

Feng Xiye sighed and comforted: "Of course my brother doesn't mean that, my brother just hopes that you can find someone who can be entrusted as soon as possible, so as not to make you lose sight of Nangong Ling." ”

The Western Regions and the Great Yan Dynasty have reached the point of incompatibility because of generations of grievances.

What's more, the relationship between Feng Jiutian and Nangong Ling is so delicate, Feng Xiye doesn't want her sister to have any contact with Nangong Ling anymore.

Hearing this, Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and his crazy face gradually calmed down.

But give up Nangong Ling...... She was a little reluctant.

The current Nangong Ling is not very good to her, but the former Nangong Ling simply holds her in the palm of her hand.

When she was alone, she still experienced the feeling of being held in the palm of her hand.

"Yu'er is not small, and he has his own decisions about his own affairs."

Feng Xiye, who never expected Feng Yu to answer like this, gradually turned cold in his eyes.

"Yu'er! Do you think he will be tolerant of you if he knows that you are my sister? ”

Feng Yu was speechless, but he didn't want to give up like this, "Brother, don't worry, Yu'er knows how to measure." ”

She showed that pitiful expression again, as if tears were going to fall in the next moment.

"That's it, you just came back, and my brother doesn't seem to make you too sad, so I won't mention this matter for now."

Feng Yu bent her eyes, "Thank you, brother." ”

The brother and sister quickly reconciled, as if the quarrel just now did not exist.

During the Chinese New Year, Nangong Ling also returned to the capital.

No matter what kind of mistakes Nangong Ling made before, this time he won a big victory in such a short period of time, which made those who had scolded him change the direction of the wind all of a sudden.

He rode slowly through the streets of Kyoto City on a tall horse, and all kinds of compliments were heard in his ears, and many little girls threw handkerchiefs at him.

Back at the palace, the emperor was also happy.

"You've made up for it this time." In the face of this unpleasant son, he was never willing to praise.

"But what I say, you can't go back on your word, you don't have to stay in the imperial tomb in the future, but you can't be the same as before."

He stared at Nangong Ling's face, as if he wanted to see the discomfort on his face, but he still had a cold face.

"The sons obey their father's arrangement."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect him to really resign himself to fate like this.

"You won't be able to go back to Beijing in the future."

Nangong Ling's tone was still very flat, "Yes." ”

This time, the emperor was silent for a long time, and then waved his hand to let Nangong Ling retreat.

After leaving the palace, Nangong Ling did not feel relieved at all.

He sensed that a major conspiracy was slowly approaching, but the evidence in his hands was so scarce that he couldn't figure it out.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw Qin Shi waiting in front of his carriage.

"Lord Wang." He hesitated, as if he had something to say.