Lin Jiayun almost clenched her teeth and squeezed out a few words that sounded the same as usual: "it's all right."
Jin Shuo frowned and went straight over.
Lin Jiayun still stood in place, thinking back on what the wet nurse said. She only felt a burst of darkness, and all the despair came.
Now it can't be decided by the one-sided words of the wet nurse. She has asked people to investigate.
Before the results came out, Lin Jiayun didn't intend to disturb anyone.
But she already had an intuition in her heart.
All this
It's true.
Such a cold idea made her teeth tremble.
I can't believe it.
I dare not.
If all this is true, what has her own child, the real eldest son of the prime minister's house, experienced?!
She even ignored her own child and spoiled a concubine's son for seventeen years!
Jin Yao.
Jin Yao.
When she silently recited the name in her heart, Lin Jiayun closed her eyes and filled her heart with endless sorrow as a mother.
…
The maple leaves hovering in the air in autumn bring a cool wind to the season.
This is not the first time fengxiao came to the palace, but it was the first time he came with a clear purpose.
The slender young man narrowed his deep eyes and looked at the palace with white walls and red tiles. In the distance was the faint scenery of the imperial garden. He turned his handsome face and hooked his thin lips.
He walked slowly to the direction of the imperial study.
Recently, there have been successive reports of victory over the enemy. As soon as the trend of decadence is reversed, the enemy troops have retreated one after another.
The emperor's mood is very good. Even his always cold and gray eyes have a little more smile. At the moment, when he saw the son of God, he was surprised and asked, "what's the matter with the son of God?"
The son of the world smiled quietly. He was kind of deep and rare among teenagers, which made people feel young and promising. However, there was a happy arc hidden in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "there is really a very important thing."
In the imperial study, the emperor held back his servants and was very quiet. The brilliance of the autumn sun was shrouded obliquely, rippling halos. When the voice was light, the speech was solemn and clear.
…
Mingsi palace.
"Princess, I saw young master Feng Xiaofeng when I just went out." the palace maid looked at the quiet, gentle and inexplicably absent-minded girl and whispered.
Ning Yu'an Wei looked out of the window with his white jaw. The brilliance of the setting sun was reflected in his eyes. He suddenly heard such a sentence, and his fingertips were caught off guard.
When the maidservant went out with the princess last time, she was lucky to see the prince of Dingyuan Marquis house. She was mostly clear in her heart. At the moment, her eyes were slightly excited and whispered to the girl: "the maidservant just saw that the prince had gone to the direction of the imperial study and estimated that she was discussing important matters with the emperor. It should not be gone yet."
Ning Yu'an's eyelashes trembled slightly. After a little quiet, he suddenly calmly got up, stretched his white face, restrained his emotions, and said seriously, "I'm going out for a walk. You don't have to follow."
Maidservant: "
Oh, No.
As a very qualified palace maid, of course she knew what was going on, so she nodded hard: "maidservant knows."
The princess is definitely just going for a walk!
Ning Yu'an walked out of Mingsi palace and unconsciously turned to the imperial garden not far from the imperial study. The girl blinked her bright apricot eyes, some absent-minded.
No further.
The fiery red maple leaves fell from before her eyes. The girl stretched out her hand, and the fallen leaves gently lay on the palm of her hand, especially warm and white against the skin color.
Ning Yu'an puffed his cheeks, leaned against a maple tree, wrapped his fingers around a maple leaf, and his fingertips seemed to be dyed a little crimson in the sun.
Feng Xiao stayed in the imperial study for a long time.
No third person knew about the conversation during this period.
Dingyuan Hou's family has a big business and almost semi monopolizes the economic line of Zhengguo. Fengxiao has negotiated with countless people to maximize interests.
But this is the most special one.
Not for profit.
Alone.
Not negotiations.
It's for marriage.
When Feng Xiao came out of the imperial study, he opened the door and hit the bright sun. He narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. The light and shadow shook between his slender fingers, reflecting the wanton smile with thin lips.
Fengxiao originally wanted to go directly to Mingsi palace to find the princess, but she didn't expect that when she just came to the imperial garden, she saw the slim figure under the maple tree, and the maple leaves fell on her shoulder, like a landscape painting coming out of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, elegant and fresh.
The pace of the youth stopped in place for a moment. Just now he was still planning strategies. The clear and calm mind somehow became a blank, accompanied by an irregular heartbeat.
Such uncontrollable emotions, he never thought that one day he would fall on himself.
Is willing.
At that second,
Ning Yu'an also saw the slender figure against the light in the distance, such as pine and cypress in winter.
The girl quietly blushed, her ear tips fainted, dyed a beautiful crimson color, and bent her soft apricot eyes.
The two men's eyes are facing each other in mid air, weaving and entangled.
The young man's delicate and bewitching Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his sight was completely occupied by that figure. He walked towards her step by step in the light and shadow.
The voice is smiling, deep and pleasant, such as the most beautiful love words in the world.
"Princess."
Rather give an elegant nod.
The tall and beautiful shadow drew the girl obliquely, and the Phoenix flute stopped in front of her.
The girl looked flustered. She could just see the sachet pinned on the young man's thin waist. The black belt tied his body shape of Zhilan Yushu. The sachet shook left and right in the breeze, fine and elegant.
She gave it to him that day.
First gift.
All the feelings and implicit intentions of girls are hidden.
He put it on.
Ning Yu was stunned and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Why is the princess here?"
"Passing by."
The girl's face remained unchanged and her mouth was clear.
"What a coincidence." Feng Xiao hooked up her shallow Fei thin lips and made some evil cunning, unspeakable belly black: "I just want to find the princess."
Looking for her?
I'd rather have peace of mind,
It's not a coincidence.
The young man suddenly took a step forward, Ning Yu'an subconsciously retreated, his back against the trunk, and his slender figure bent over. The cool and pleasant smell of cold incense covered her everywhere, as if mixed with the intoxicating liquor on the moon night, which was very confusing.
"I just came out of the imperial study." he said. The falling voice was magnetic and nice. His bony fingers supported the girl's side and looked white according to the trunk. He surrounded the people in his arms and said slowly: "I met the emperor."
Suddenly, Ning Yu'an was a little confused. When he opened his eyes, he stayed cute and didn't know it.
lovely.
Feng Xiao's heart flashed such an idea. He resisted the impulse to hold the little girl in his arms. When he lowered his eyes, there was only Ning Yu'an's shadow in his eyes. It was shining. The radian outlined at the end of his eyes was cold and evil. He lowered his eyes slightly, and the distance was closer again, "please accept the imperial edict."