Feng Jiutian frowned, not knowing why he didn't like this title very much.

However, seeing that Feng Yu shouted so smoothly, I also felt that she had always shouted like this before, but she didn't say it directly.

On the contrary, Feng Xiye, who had been talking a lot in front of Feng Jiutian, had been keeping a calm face, and looking at Feng Yu's eyes as if he was looking at an enemy.

Feng Yu hid behind Nangong Ling, looking pitiful.

"Yu'er knows it's wrong, Sister Jiu'er shouldn't go back to the palace when she is sick, but at that time, Brother Ling was not feeling well, I always have to take care of him, don't be angry."

Feng Xiye had long known that his sister was completely different from before, and she was completely out of his control.

Feng Jiu's mind was sensitive, afraid that she would be suspicious, so he could only respond with a calm face, "You can't be so willful and reckless in the future." ”

"Yes."

Feng Yu grabbed Nangong Ling's arm, looked up at him, and said coquettishly: "Just say it, my brother is the best for me, even if he is angry and says that he won't carry me into the palace, he will definitely not blame me." ”

Feng Jiutian watched them talk quietly, and couldn't help frowning at this moment, looking at Feng Xiye.

Every movement of her can make Feng Xiye's heart move.

"Jiu'er, are you unhappy?"

Although Feng Jiutian is not particularly close to Feng Xiye on weekdays, in her heart, Feng Xiye is her own person after all, so she didn't hide anything from him in her heart.

"Why didn't you let her into the palace?"

According to the people in the palace, Feng Xiye has a good relationship with his sister, so how could he not let her enter the palace.

Feng Xiye knew that Feng Jiutian would definitely ask, and he had already thought of a rhetoric in his heart.

"She just wants to be a one, and she must get married during this time, and I'm a little reluctant to ......"

This is true, Feng Yu poured a bowl of medicine into Nangong Ling, and Nangong Ling also lost her memory as she thought.

Feng Yu thought about striking while the iron was hot, and wanted to cook the raw rice directly into rice.

But this matter is not so easy, not to mention Nangong Ling's special identity, let's just say that after he brought Feng Jiutian back to the palace, Wan Yan Shu gave him a lot of stumbling blocks in the court.

The affairs in the palace can't be hidden, and he is now trying to find a way to pull him down from his current position.

If Feng Yu and Nangong Ling get married, then soon everyone in the Yandu will know that the person Feng Yu married is Nangong Ling, the famous god of war in the Great Yan Dynasty.

The sorrow on his face was real, and Feng Jiutian naturally believed what he said.

It's just that she doesn't know Nangong Ling's identity, and she only looks down on Nangong Ling's identity when Feng Xiye looks down on it.

I wanted to persuade her, but looking at Nangong Ling's rather familiar face, she couldn't say anything.

Feng Xi saw that she didn't speak at night, so naturally she wouldn't take the initiative to lead the topic in other directions.

"I know that you like to be quiet, and now the lotus flowers in the Imperial Garden are blooming beautifully, so I specially asked people to pick the lotus flowers to make snacks, you can taste them."

He beckoned, and immediately a palace maid brought a beautifully made lotus pastry.

Rao is Feng Jiutian is not a person who pays great attention to eating, and he can't help but move his index finger a little.

Nangong Ling secretly looked at the young master.

He woke up from the chaos and remembered nothing, the woman said that they were lovers and that they would marry in the future.

But she always kept silent about his identity, and the more she didn't say it, the more Nangong Ling wanted to know.

He didn't have any thoughts about her, but he was very disgusted with the slimy that she wanted to stick to him all the time.

I don't know if it's because there is a difference between heaven and earth between this lonely young master and Feng Yu, obviously it is the first time to meet, and she always has a cold face, but he feels very kind.

"Taste this."

He handed a good-looking lotus leaf pastry to Feng Jiutian, this action was very sudden, not only Feng Yu and Feng Xiye, even Feng Jiutian was a little stunned.

The hand in front of him was clean and white, very slender, as if it had been carefully carved, looking at the face with hope in his eyes, Feng Jiu leaned out his hand to take the pastry, "Thank you." ”

But he didn't eat it, but put it aside.

She coughed lowly, "I've been eating too many pastries lately, and I'm a little tired." ”

Feng Xiye reacted at this time, he put the piece of pastry that Nangong Ling handed to Feng Jiutian a little farther away with some disgust, if it wasn't for someone watching, he even wanted to throw it directly into the water to feed the fish.

"It's okay, I've asked the people in the imperial dining room to make it lighter in the past two days."

Feng Jiutian nodded, and glanced at the man whose smile was retracted and his whole face was gloomy.

I don't know why, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, but it's just a little, so slight that she can completely ignore it.

So she didn't pay much attention to it.

Feng Yu was about to die of anger, the handkerchief in her hand was about to be torn apart by her, and after sitting for a while, she couldn't help but stand up and pull Nangong Ling to say goodbye in a hurry.

Feng Jiutian looked at the backs of the two of them, and didn't say anything, but suddenly remembered what he had heard recently.

"The Western Regions are still at war with the Great Yan Dynasty?"

It is true that the two countries are still at war, but they are in a state of anxiety, and neither can beat the other, but neither is willing to retreat.

Nangong Ling still felt that the reason why Feng Jiutian hated him was because he occupied her position, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

This time, he was very confident that he could control Feng Jiutian, so he also planned to hand over all the rights to Feng Jiutian, and naturally he didn't hide it from her.

"Yes, we are old enemies with the Great Yan Dynasty, and now that something is wrong with them, we will naturally not let it go, don't worry, all the men in our Western Regions are very brave, and the Great Yan Dynasty can't get any benefits from them."

Feng Jiu's brows did not loosen in any way because of these reassuring words.

"But aren't you worried?" Feng Jiutian looked at Feng Xiye with deep eyes, which made Feng Xiye in a trance, and for a moment, he felt as if Feng Jiutian had no amnesia.

After a while, he came back to his senses and raised his hand to take a sip of the fragrant tea, "Why?" ”

Feng Jiu's thin white fingers played with the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand, "What do you think?" Don't think I'm in the house all day and I don't know anything. ”

Feng Xiye didn't deliberately hide anything from her, the news she wanted to know would naturally be revealed to her ears, but she was still unhappy and didn't like to be hidden.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that you're not in good health yet, and I'm a little worried." It was true, he didn't mind Feng Jiutian meddling in what he was doing at all.

"Don't take it as an example." She always remembers that she is the head of the Western Regions, and she must always know the movements of the Western Regions.