What reward could she ask for?

As far as Fei Jiajun is concerned, as long as the emperor can still trust them, she will be satisfied.

"You can think about it, now that you have solved the last big problem of the imperial brother, whatever reward you want, he should agree to you." He said and stared at her with a smile on his lips.

"So...... Think about it. She said.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk by the river." King Gong said.

She followed him to the riverside, although it was winter, the Wusa River was still rushing, and in the distance you could see the Meilong Snow Mountain, which was magnificent and towering into the clouds.

"It's a good place, and I like it very much." He said.

"It's not the first time I've seen you." She laughed.

"I thought, if I leave here, I'm going to miss it so much." He took her hand and turned his head to look at her, his eyes burning with deep meaning.

Her heart tightened, and for the first time she didn't care if she was in the army, whether she was seen or not, so she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried herself in his arms.

She thought she would miss him very, very much.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead.

In the evening, he went to Fei's house as a guest.

In the past half a year of recuperation, Fei Tong's disease has been cured for most of his life. Not only can I get out of bed, but I can also talk a lot more easily.

King Gong and Fei Tong were very official and noisy, and they sent Fei Tong a lot of medicines, all of which he wrote to Dong'an City to send recently, either snow clams or snow ginseng.

Fei Ying felt that the prince was too polite.

"Lord Wang, now that Wu Niang has leveled Yiyue, will the court fulfill its original promise?" Fei Tong said later.

"Daddy!" Her father is really not very good at talking, and his emotional intelligence is extremely powerful. From the perspective of the imperial court, shouldn't you fight wars and quell chaos as a courtier? What promise do you want the imperial court to fulfill?

He said that if King Gong was a cautious man, he would definitely be credited with him.

But King Gong is not, not only is he not angry, but he is also very happy, "Don't worry, this time, when this king goes back, he will definitely ask for a knighthood for you." ”

Fei Tong was stunned and looked at the prince with some shock.

"You just take care of your illness, and the court will never let down the meritorious ministers." He said.

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Fei Tong has always distrusted the imperial court, so he felt that the imperial court might be like the master he had with before, calling him a brother and a brother when he used it, and he might turn his face and deny people in the blink of an eye.

"Wu Niang, you accompany the prince to have a few more drinks." Fei Tong's illness is not yet well, and he can't drink more, so he can only be accompanied by Wu Niang.

"Yes, Dad." Fei Ying glanced at the prince a few times, and the prince actually winked at him.

After eating, she accompanied the prince to the west courtyard to rest.

"This king plans to return to Dong'an City in three days." He said.

Although I knew that he was leaving, my heart was still uncomfortable when I heard him say this. She forcibly pressed her sadness, "The prince has a safe journey." ”

He looked down at her and cupped her face, "No, as soon as this king leaves, what kind of competition will you do to recruit relatives?" ”

"Huh?" She didn't react, she didn't know how he suddenly turned to this matter, she replied, "Even if I do, no one can beat me." ”

"Do you really want to do it? Ying'er, if you dare to hold any competition to recruit relatives, this king will never spare you. He gritted his teeth.

"Lord Wang, you are thousands of miles away, what can you do?" She couldn't help but say.

"You're doing well...... he leaned down and bit her, "Listen, don't do any martial arts competitions!" ”

"When the prince goes back on this trip, he will probably set up a princess, but he doesn't allow me to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, is it too much?" This is not said involuntarily, with a bit of sourness.