Hand the token to fengqingyao, and the ink sign shines in the moonlight, just like Feng Xuanyi's eyes. "Now that I have this token, I can order all Pang's Secret guards in the capital to gather them to find out the spies, and the problem will be solved."
After listening to Feng Xuanyi's method, Feng Qingyao doesn't feel much at ease. After all, Feng Tianchen is still the emperor in the public. It's not easy to bring him to justice.
"By the way, the king of Beiyan, he should have returned to Beijing long ago?" Suddenly thinking of the king of northern Yan, Feng Qingyao asked with concern.
Feng Xuan also frowned slightly, his face was not very good, "a few days ago, he died on the way back to Beijing, local officials said, died of heart disease."
Is king Beiyan dead? Hearing the news, Feng Qing Yao's eyes sank. How could she die of heart disease? It was clear that someone didn't want him to come back alive. As for who that person was, it was clear at a glance.
"This matter is solved like this, Feng Tianchen escaped another disaster, but you can rest assured that one day, I will make his life worse than death." Aware of Feng Qingyao's sadness, Feng Xuan patted her back and whispered in her ear.
Looking up at his deep eyes, Feng Qingyao shook her head. "I used to want revenge, but now I don't want to. Xuanyi, I just want you to be safe. After we get married, we..."
She never had the courage to say the following words. Feng Xuan is also an authentic royal blood. As the future king of a country, she can't ask him to go back to the mountains with him.
But now she can't tell him. First, she has promised the Empress Dowager. Second, she has selfishness. Feng Xuan is also concerned about the common people. She knows that if she is in front of the common people, she doesn't know what decision Feng Xuan will make.
"What do we do?" Seeing that she stopped talking, Feng Xuan raised his eyes and gazed at her, as if seeing through her mind. "When we have solved this problem, let's go sightseeing. After living in the capital for 20 years, we will inevitably get tired of it."
Feng Qingyao raised her head fiercely, facing the eyes full of spoiling. Feng Xuan also raised a faint smile on her lips. In those deep eyes, there was only her reflection.
"Well, when it's settled, we'll get out of here." She made such an answer.
Fengqingyao made up her mind to bury it in her heart forever.
The enmity of the previous life can't compare with the safety of Feng Xuanyi. If the Empress Dowager can't make a decision, she will make a decision. Feng Xuanyi is only Feng Xuanyi. There is nothing else except this identity.
Nestled in Feng Xuan's arms, the moon was hazy, shrouded in two people's bodies, with a layer of halo, soft and unreal.
In the wing room, Qin Ranran looked at the table full of delicacies. She didn't know what she was thinking. Mrs. Qin put down her chopsticks. Seeing her appearance, she sighed helplessly, "has the sachet been sent out?"
Yesterday, she ran out of the princess's house angrily. Mrs. Qin was frightened and afraid. She finally saw that Feng Xuan had brought people back. Her heart was gradually released.
But the misunderstanding between her and fengqingyao seems to be getting deeper and deeper. She hides the sachet in her arms. Qin Ranran nods and adds a mouthful of glutinous rice balls, but she has no appetite.
"Mother, let's not live in the princess's house." Putting down the chopsticks, Qin ran stretched out his hand to pull the corner of Mrs. Qin's clothes and said weakly.
She didn't want to live here any more. Although the maids were very obedient, Qin Ran Ran knew that they all did it in the face of fengqingyao. Furthermore, she doesn't want to be arranged by fengqingyao for life.
After listening to her words, Mrs. Qin frowned a little and made a move on her hand. It's normal that Qin ran didn't like the day when she was placed under the fence, but now they have no place to go except the princess's residence.
"When Qin ran falls in love with the son of a certain family, he will be able to marry. Does Qin ran have a heart?" Let Qin Ranran lie on her lap, and Mrs. Qin caresses her long hair.
Hearing the word "marry", Qin ran raised his head fiercely. His eyes became cold, and he became irritable. "I don't want to marry. I only like brother Xuanyi. Even if I can't be his wife, I like him."
I didn't expect that Qin ran would be so stubborn. Mrs. Qin's eyes sank and her brows wrinkled. She didn't know what to say. After all, Qin ran had been thinking of marrying Feng Xuanyi since he was a child.
But when she and hairpin, Feng Xuan also want to marry another woman, but love such a thing, never satisfactory.
"He doesn't like you. It won't be your end result. Qin ran, on the advice of his mother, put it down as soon as possible." With a long sigh, Mrs. Qin lovingly looked at the irascible Qin Ranran and earnestly persuaded her.
But Qin Ranran didn't listen to her advice. All that reverberated in her mind were the words of Xia Zhu and Fu Liu. Did Feng Qingyao really want to find a husband for her? Even her mother thought so, and was eager to marry her out.
No, absolutely not.
Qin Ran Ran clenched her fist, and a shadow flashed in her eyes. Who she liked was her freedom, and she could not be controlled by others. She just likes brother Xuanyi. No one can take brother Xuanyi away from her, even fengqingyao."It's so beautiful. It's like a real Lotus!" Not a lively night market, because the joyful voice of Fu Liu has become lively.
She hid in a stall selling river lanterns, holding her gills in her hands and admiring the lotus lamp in the middle. The petals were so beautiful that they seemed to be real.
Seeing the light in her eyes, Ouyang Jing raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. The stall owner told her to like it and said quickly, "this lady really has eyes. This lotus lamp has been made for three days and three nights. The little lady likes it so much. It's better to buy it and please her."
The second half of the sentence is for Ouyang Jing. I have to say that it really flatters him. It's really a great pleasure for him to be a lady.
Throwing a ingot of gold at random, Ouyang Jing carefully lifted the lotus river lamp in his hand, holding Fu Liu's waist in one hand, and went to the lake.
There is a homicide in the capital. Today is the day to put on the river lantern. There are less people by the lake. Scattered river lanterns float on the lake, which seems a little lonely. However, none of these has affected Fu Liu's good mood. She seems to have never seen such a scene. She is very happy to learn from others' appearance.
"If you have any wish, write it on it. If the river god sees it, he will realize it for you." Ouyang Jing stood on one side, looking at her with a soft voice.