Feng is a proton, the authorities have changed, but his status is still low. The team that came to greet him only did not obey him.

He didn't have any extra silver on his body except for food, so he couldn't give her a phoenix crown and a xiaxia veil, let alone a princess-like wedding.

In this regard, Feng Yi was very guilty and promised: "Qin'er, when I return to Fengxuan, I will pour all my money and money to hire you as my wife!" Mingqin sat in the sedan chair, listening to such words, and felt a little relieved.

"I don't want anything else, I want your heart." She said.

He smiled: "How can I Feng have nothing else to give except a true heart." ”

Feng Yi married Ming Qin into the country, which coincided with the turmoil in the upper court, the former emperor died violently, and several princes fell into the situation struggle. I am deceitful, cruel and cruel.

And Feng Yi, who returned to China, as a proton with a humble status, could not attract anyone's attention at all, and no one would deceive him.

In the end of the battle, the Seven Kings and the Crown Prince were part of each other's forces, and if they had a little more advantage at the moment, they could overwhelm each other. And the unrelated phoenixes have become the object of mutual solicitation.

is the so-called old man: the snipe and the clam compete for the profit of the fisherman, but no one really understands how much effort the so-called profitable fisherman has.

Feng Qiming followed the Seven Kings and did things together, secretly the prince's eyeliner.

And the prince thought that Feng was his eyeliner, but he didn't know that he was also secretly sold by Feng Qi.

When the Seven Kings killed the crown prince, Feng Yi jumped up and crowned the Seven Kings with the crime of Shi Jun and corrected the law on the spot!

The world was in an uproar, and the seemingly most inconspicuous proton became the king.

Feng Qi came to Mingqin's room on the eve of being crowned king, he hadn't looked at her face carefully for a long time, and the two rarely spoke.

She lived in a mansion he had arranged, and in order to prevent his identity from being found out and an assassin against her, he arranged for some guards to keep watch over her.

Similarly, in order to avoid gossip, and because she has no relatives in Feng Xuanguo, she can't go out and go to some places.

Staying there all day is like a canary imprisoned, watching the flowers bloom and hearing the leaves fall.

Knowing that Feng was coming today, although Ming Qin had some whispers in his heart, he was happy after all, and hurriedly bathed and changed his clothes, dressed up, just for that side.

- He finally won, he has everything he should have, and now, the two can finally get married.

When he came, he specially ordered someone to prepare a box of fruits and give it to Mingqin when he saw him.

On that day, the courtyard was spacious, and a fruit tree was planted in the corner of the wall, standing quietly, and the moonlight was sprinkled on the quiet ground through the treetops, as if the whole soil had become a rippling blue wave.

He placed the fruit in her hand, and the cold touch awakened her long-awaited stupor.

And what made her get out of her fantasy for a moment was his next sentence.

"Mingqin, this king...... I'm afraid I won't be able to marry you. ”

I haven't seen each other for a long time, and when we meet again, it's not that I miss it, it's not that I'm well, but that "...... You're here to say this? ”

Ming Qin tilted his head slightly and looked at Feng Qi.

He was usually decisive and ruthless, but he was at a loss in front of her, like a child, embarrassed and afraid: "Mingqin...... This king has not yet been registered, and his foundation is not yet secure. ”

She frowned, as if she was forced to ask for the punishment: "So? ”

Such a gaze, such a condescending and contemptuous gaze, made Feng Yi a little uncomfortable for a moment, and this feeling was just like when he was in Mingxuan Kingdom.

She's a princess on the top, she's just a proton, her bodyguard, and everything has to listen to her.