After Feng Ling entered the palace, she changed into a red robe, as the princess of the Feng Dynasty, her father had always favored her, but this time, her father summoned her back from the battlefield, and she could think of the anger of her father, Emperor Longyan.

Mentally prepared, she exhaled deeply, and then slowly walked towards her father's room.

"Father!" she cried out in a greasy voice.

The middle-aged man in the golden dragon robe put down the book in his hand heavily, and he said angrily, "Did Feng Ling spoil you too much?"

"Father, why are you so angry?" Feng Ling asked pretending to be surprised.

"You............ You are still pretending, as a princess, why did you give your body to Wen Chen!" The emperor couldn't hold back his face, and his face turned red when he said this.

"I like him!" Feng Ling said as she looked at her father very seriously.

"Do you ............?" the emperor was speechless angrily, and he said for a long time: "You have been wandering outside, and it is inevitable that children will grow up, but you have to know your identity, you are a princess, what is Wenchen?"

"I'm sure he'll be worthy of your daughter!" Feng Ling said with a confident expression.

"If he is like Wen Sheng, he can be worthy of you!" Speaking of this, he emphasized again: "Wen Sheng, that bastard is a big carrot!"

Back then, Wen Sheng held the absolute dust in his hand, leveled the six kingdoms for the emperor, and retreated to Beiyi, precisely because Wen Sheng and Emperor Fengjun were proud of the same family, Wen Sheng was his senior brother, and he was the senior brother who protected his little junior brother.

The two fought together, he became the emperor and canonized Wen Sheng as the vassal king, and he was ready to marry his sister to Wen Sheng, how could Wen Sheng help him get the world and return to his hometown, and concentrate on cultivating swords.

Thinking of the past, Feng Jun sighed proudly.

If it weren't for Wen Sheng being his senior brother, who had made great contributions, and now that Wen Chen had a relationship with his daughter, he would have punished Wen Chen's nine clans a long time ago.

Feng Junao is not that he doesn't miss the old love, he has to break up Feng Ling and Wen Chen, but he pays attention to the deep involvement of Wen Chen's power and Wen Chen, so that he, the king of the country, should also be afraid of three points.

There are some things he can't tell his daughter yet.

Feng Junao finally sighed and said: "Ling'er, your father has suppressed the matter with Wen Chen, you don't have anything to do with Wen Chen in the future!"

Feng Ling didn't speak, she just looked at her father with a stubborn face, the matter between her father and Wen Sheng, Feng Ling heard her aunt talk about it.

Wen Chen is the son of Wen Sheng, when the various sects in the rivers and lakes slaughtered the Wen family, her father was obviously able to save him, but he chose to stand by and watch.

Feng Ling couldn't figure out the pros and cons of it, and she wasn't disappointed in her father because of this, but this time, her father intervened in the matter between her and Wen Chen, and she couldn't figure out why. She also understands that if his father doesn't say it, she will ask in vain.

"What about Wen Chen, so that you can agree to the matter between me and Wen Chen?" Feng Ling looked at her father with burning eyes.

"As powerful as his father, even stronger than his father, and capable enough to protect you for the rest of your life, but can he do it?" Feng Junao looked at his daughter with pity.

"He has to do it!" Feng Ling replied very firmly.

Feng Junao shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Well, if there is really that day, I will admit that he is a concubine, but at most ten years, if he doesn't do it after ten years, you have to marry, how?"

Feng Ling frowned slightly, ten years sounds like a long time, but with that guy's qualifications, it is indeed a bit rushed.

"Okay! just ten years!" Feng Ling responded.

Now that the three county marquis are united to fight against the Feng Dynasty, it is not the time to talk about the private affairs of their children, and Feng Aojun knows his daughter very well at this point. It's just that he didn't have much hope for Wen Chen.

When Wen Chen was born, everyone thought that this child would be a genius sword cultivator like his father, but who knew that Wen Chen was born with a congenital incomplete heart and was already half a wasted person.

Back then, it was precisely because of the Absolute Dust Sword that it attracted the Wen family to be slaughtered by the people in the rivers and lakes, a child who could sacrifice the sword, and a sword spirit who was parasitic to a little girl, the two were combined, and the Absolute Dust came out, who didn't want to covet it?

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At that time, an old man and a young man walked in front of the Beiyi Imperial City, the young man was dressed in brocade and jade robes, handsome in appearance, and he was dressed in a noble manner, and the old man next to the young man was wearing a black cloak and holding a dead wood cane, and was slowly walking towards the imperial city.

The two of them were greeted by Beiyi's sacrificial wine, Chiffon Bridge.

"Song Gongzi, Mr. He and the two of you came from afar, forgive me for my poor reception in Beiyi, and I still look at Haihan!"

"Qi Sai Jiu has said it, this way through Beiyi, what I saw and heard made me really see the prosperity of Beiyi!" Song Xiaolong also bowed his hand, and after greeting each other politely for a while, Chifeng Bridge led the two into the city.

"Mother, this time the king of northern Xinjiang asked his son Song Xiaolong to come to my Beiyi, I'm afraid the plan is very much. Wen Ningxiang frowned and asked.

"These people in the Central Plains, call us the Northern Barbarians, this bone of the Feng Dynasty is too hard, they can't gnaw it, these two people are here to let me Beiyi ally with them. The corners of Tianmu's mouth flashed with a hint of mockery.

"What is Mother going to do?" Wen Ningxiang asked.

Heavenly Mother looked at Wen Ningxiang with gentle eyes, she gently stroked her daughter's hair with her hand and said: "I heard that Wen Chen's kid has the four realms of martial arts and the four realms of swordsmanship, and the real enemy of my Beiyi is not the Feng Dynasty but Wen Chen. ”

Wen Ningxiang's brows frowned even tighter, and she asked in a low voice, "Why did Mother target Wen Chen?"

Tianmu smiled and said: "Silly girl, Wen Chen's heart is the princess of the Feng Dynasty, he will not frown his brows for the future of the Feng Dynasty, let alone the love of your sister and brother!"

"Then I'll kill Feng Ling first!" Wen Ningxiang said with a deep gaze.

"He's your brother, Ning Xiang, you can't like him if you like anyone!" said the Heavenly Mother Masase.

Smelling the incense, her cheeks flushed a hint of crimson.

"The queen mother can put him to death, why can't I get used to him?" Wen Ningxiang asked unwillingly.

The Heavenly Mother shook her head helplessly and stopped talking.

He Tong and Song Xiaolong came to Beiyi this time, the first is to persuade the Heavenly Mother to cooperate with their tripartite forces and encroach on more territory of Fengdu, and the second is about Wen Chen, Wen Chen's existence will inevitably have many uncertain factors, the black charcoal boy who was not favored by everyone back then, now the four realms of martial arts, the four realms of swordsmanship, they are afraid of Wen Chen's rapid growth, and they are also afraid that Wen Chen will become the second Wen Sheng.

He Tong originally thought that Wenchen would only take revenge, but he never thought that he would participate in the martial arts competition, and he had to make He Tong jealous.

If Wen Chen grows up, just by relying on the rumored relationship between Wen Chen and the princess of the Feng Dynasty, they may be doomed.

To put it bluntly, He Tong is not afraid of Wenchen's thousands of enemies, he is even more afraid of Wenchen's rapid growth, beyond their control, an uncontrolled chess piece is not called a chess piece, it is a mortal threat.

What He Tong didn't expect was that the person who finally met them was not the Heavenly Mother, but the princess smelling the incense.

Wen Ningxiang didn't promise He Tong whether Beiyi would ally with them, but one thing was clear, if they dared to have any thoughts about Wen Chen, Beiyi Iron Cavalry would not let them go.

He Tong and Song Xiaolong returned in a huff.

"Sir, what will Wen Chen do next?" Song Xiaolong asked worriedly.

He Tong shook his head, thought for a long time and said: "The former is that he will establish his prestige in the small sects of the rivers and lakes with his martial arts and a sword, and the latter is that he will open a sect and gather his forces. His Royal Highness, if he does the latter, it will be the most terrifying, because the old man is too underestimated. ”

"Even if Wen Chen has the ability to reach the sky, can he still fight against the sky with his own strength?" Song Xiaolong asked unwillingly.

"Your Royal Highness, you must know that now it is not only the princess of Beiyi who is protecting Wen Chen, but also the Sword Pond Mountain Ye Nianjun, and the most terrifying thing is that the two daughters of the Xia Jiang Shen clan are also following Wen Chen!" He Tong said in a deep voice to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who was most optimistic about him.

"The foundation of the Jiangxia Shen clan in the rivers and lakes is so huge! His Royal Highness is not that we don't move the dust, but the strength behind him is very implicated, and we can't afford to move it!" He Tong sighed bitterly.