Chapter 192

After three days of driving, his eyes were still dark blue.

Feng Xuan also coughed lightly, patted Li Qiushui on the back, and explained: "the great man used to be the princess's mentor. Today, the princess is buried. It's really rare for the great man to come to see her off in his busy schedule."

After he said this, people present reacted one after another. No wonder Pang Yong, who had resigned for many years and had never paid attention to worldly affairs, suddenly appeared in the capital. Most of them only remembered that Pang Yong was the emperor's teacher, but almost forgot that before he became the emperor's Taifu, he was only the mentor of Changming.

Seeing that he had come after all, Feng Qingyao pursed a smile and looked up at the coffin as if to appease her. Look, he finally decided to come back and see you for the last time.

For a long time, Pang Yong's mouth moved and his voice was hoarse. "I'll give her the last ride."

Wan Niang followed him and joined the farewell procession. Pang Yong stood beside Feng Xuanyi and walked slowly in front of him. Feng Qingyao looked at his sad back and his eyes gradually deepened.

It is said that Pang Yong has come back. Feng Tianchen and the Empress Dowager are both surprised. Princess pinru is buried in the imperial mausoleum. Before Pang Yong has time to say goodbye to her, he is summoned by Feng Tianchen.

Kneeling on the futon, Pang Yong's face did not change, as if he did not hear the voice of the eunuch behind him, kneeling straight there, immersed in his sadness.

"My Lord, the emperor is waiting for Mr. pang to come. How much advice do you have?" The eunuch had no choice but to ask Feng Xuan for help.

The emperor Chen advised a little bit later, if the Duke of Xuan also didn't know

"That's naturally the best. It's really troublesome for your highness Ling Wang." On hearing this, father-in-law Fu seemed to get some understanding. He bowed to him and rushed out.

After father-in-law Fu left, Feng Xuan also stepped forward, hugged Pang Yong slightly, and said in a low voice, "she's dead. She won't blame you any more."

Referring to his pain, Pang Yong's eyes sank, his hands clenched into fists, but he had to admit that it was a fact, "yes, she was so determined. I thought about many kinds of endings, but never thought that she would leave first."

Or this life no longer meet, she can forget themselves, fall in love with others.

Or depressed, do a lifetime of noble princess.

But no matter which one, he hopes that she can live healthily.

But it happened that heaven did not fulfill people's wishes.

"Worldly sophistication, ethical prejudice, but other people's views, I think you should be more transparent than others think, but in the end, you have always been a coward."

Feng Xuan also gave a cold hum, and a cold voice rang out, which satirized the people who were suffering in front of them. If he didn't care too much, why did Changming go so desolate.

"Yes, it's my fault. She doesn't care about those. Why should I care? I'm just worried about her reputation. But compared with her being able to live well, those What is it? "

Pang Yong pressed his hand on his chest. He felt that there was too much pain there. It was like tens of millions of ants were gnawing at him.

Feng Xuan also Feng's eyes drooped slightly, and her hand was slightly clenched. She said in a deep voice, "no, you have to care. If you are the one I like, you can't allow others to slander you. Who thinks she is disrespectful, I will let him accept it, even if it's the price of blood."

Pang Yong wakes up with an inviolable ferocity in his voice. Looking at the anger in his eyes, Pang Yong remembers that what he likes is the brave and unyielding fengqingyao.

And they are also a big age gap, a Ling Wang, a legitimate daughter. Fengqing Yao was despised by thousands of people, Fengxuan never felt despised, just quietly protected her all the time

"If you are too paranoid, in the end, you will still pay a heavy price. If Fengqing Yao has Fengming's life, only Donggong can marry. What can you do then?"

Pang Yong made an analogy and sighed. Looking at Feng Xuan, he shook his head helplessly.

Although he was a teacher and student with Changming, he was not involved in political affairs.

But Feng Xuan and Feng Qingyao are husband and wife. He can't understand himself at all.

Rao is how smart he is. Even now fengqingyao is not his concubine.

But married the emperor, if the two people have a relationship, the emperor will never allow them such a scandal.

"If the name is not right and the words are not right, then Wang will let her be right and not work hard. How can you know the result, Mr. Pang? Now, do you regret it?"

Feng's eyes are slightly heavy, and the light of stars is scattered inside. Feng Xuan's voice is full of confidence, which makes people unable to refuse.

Smell speech, Pang Yong Wu from wry smile, "regret and do not regret, what is the meaning, if come again, I will not sit and wait to die."

With these words, Pang Yong didn't stay. Father Fu waited outside for a long time. If he didn't go out again, he was afraid that he would make the emperor angry.When he pushed open the door and passed fengqingyao, Pang Yong stopped slightly, looked at her, shook his head and walked forward with a sigh.

I don't know what he meant. Feng Qingyao frowned a little. Before she could say anything, she turned around and saw Feng Xuanyi walking out slowly.

"He just looked at me in a strange way. What did you say to him?" Feng Qing Yao frowned and asked him.

Feng Xuan also Feng Mou is tiny to hang, looking at her light smile, big hand lightly flicks her forehead, soft voice way: "I just say with him, I won't give up you easily, even if between us, separate too much trouble."

The trouble in his mouth, fengqingyao naturally know what they just said, their two identities, nature is the biggest trouble, see her frown up, Feng Xuan also in the heart of a tight, her hand tightly in the palm, some urgent said: "you don't worry, I will protect you, will let you always so dignified, become my wife."

Feng Xuan also thinks that she is afraid. Feng Qingyao laughs lightly and shakes her head indifferently. "It's our business. How can you carry it alone? Xuan Yi, in this life, no one can control us. Even if it's against fate, I will be with you."

Take the initiative to hold his waist, Feng Qing Yao up, clear voice reverberated in the air, stained with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

"Well," she said. Feng Xuan held her in his arms and raised a smile at the corner of her mouth. If she was really different from others, she would not care so much. She was right. Even if the day was going to be hard for him, what would it do if she went against the day.