Although she was extremely reluctant in her heart, the honorable man in her memory was her uncle and took great care of her, but the object she wanted to talk to in the future, for the future, she had to go if she didn't want to go.

With a worried heart, she entered the palace and went all the way unimpeded.

This was the first time she had seen the magnificent palace, and although she had seen countless court dramas in modern times, she still felt so novel and nervous when she actually stepped here.

was led into the imperial study by the female officer, and what caught her eye was the man who was on the dragon case, hanging the first batch of changes.

"Your Majesty, Princess Changle is here." The father-in-law who was accompanying him reminded him in a whisper.

Emperor Feng Yuan held the pen for a moment, looked up at the girl standing in the center of the hall, did not feel that his eyes were bright, the light blue dress inlaid with small flowers, with a white gauze on the outside, the face did not have the heavy makeup of the past, the shade was suitable, and her facial features like a royal sister were just right to show the demeanor that should be, and the black hair was combed in an orthodox princess bun, which was dignified and youthful and energetic.

Most of the fire that had been accumulated in his heart disappeared, and Emperor Feng Yuan sighed and beckoned: "You come here." ”

Feng Nuanyang felt the serious atmosphere of the hall, looked at the middle-aged uncle waving at her, and before she could react, she pointed at herself stupidly: "You called me?" ”

That timid and frightened appearance made Emperor Feng Yuan's heart ache, thinking of the early death of the imperial sister, leaving this child alone, and the remaining anger in his heart was gone, and the only thing left was pity and distress.

"All down!" He commanded in a cold voice.

Zhang Fugui is the father-in-law of Emperor Fengyuan, the chief manager of this palace, naturally knows what the emperor means, nodded, and led the maids and eunuchs in the palace to retreat.

Feng Nuanyang looked at the crowd of people who were constantly retreating from the door, and his heart became even more nervous.

"Nuan Yang, come here." This time, Emperor Feng Yuan didn't feel that his voice had softened, and beckoned again.

Feng Nuanyang swallowed his saliva, stretched out his head and shrank his head, but walked over obediently.

Emperor Feng Yuan looked at his niece close to him, and had mixed feelings in his heart, this is the only bloodline left by his imperial sister, he gave her the status of a princess, gave her supreme rights, and always let her go, because he knew that this child's temperament was not bad and he would not do anything out of the ordinary, but he didn't expect her to let go of two heads in the house, and now there is another prostitute.

"How's your body?" Emperor Feng Yuan retracted his complicated thoughts, reached over and held his niece's hand, and the face that couldn't see the emotions clearly just now was spreading with sorrow at the moment.

Although Feng Nuanyang is timid, she has lived for decades and can observe people, she can feel that this man has the breath of a father, he really loves himself, her defensive heart unconsciously relaxed, did not retract her hand, nodded, and her voice was obedient: "It's already good, Uncle Huang, don't worry." ”

Emperor Fengyuan was reluctant to give up this child, he originally knew that the border was about to be calmed down, and he was ready to return, he planned to marry this niece to him, so that even if he returned in a hundred years, he would not worry about leaving her alone to be bullied, but he didn't expect that this child would fall in love with Mrs. Su's son, and did something that damaged his reputation, so what man would dare to ask her, let alone the prince of the pride of the sky?

He unconsciously clenched his hands, Feng Nuanyang felt his mood fluctuations, looking at his old tearful appearance, his heart was even more worried: "Uncle Huang......" won't do anything wrong by himself, make him unhappy, right? Feng Nuanyang's palms were covered with sweat, and he tried his best to hook his mouth to show the cute side of his most innocent mouth.