Chapter 225

It's not easy to find a chance to send her daughter to the Dragon couch. Now it's OK. She's ruined by the wayward and noble Lord.

Fengzhentian said that he was not reconciled. He rode the dragon scale horse to the imperial city and asked the chief eunuch.

"Prime minister Feng, the emperor is in a bad mood tonight. You'd better not provoke him." Chief eunuch's bloody experience and lessons!

Almost not shot into a beehive by the emperor's eyes!

"Father in law, what happened to the emperor?" Fengzhentian put a gold card into the leader eunuch's hand.

The chief eunuch looked around and said in a low voice, "the emperor, for some reason, has been staring at two things tonight. He is very absorbed."

"What is it?" The wind struck the sky and suddenly felt very uneasy.

"A sound transmission stone and a cultivation script." The chief eunuch said truthfully.

The wind shakes the sky, and the forehead draws hard, "just these two?"

He thought it was a keepsake given to the emperor by some woman or something.

It turns out it's just a stone and a secret script.

What's so good about these two things?

After coming back from the palace, fengzhentian went straight to the courtyard where fengling'er lived.

Emperor Fu Yao saw the wind coming from a distance. He immediately turned to the courtyard and told Feng ling'er, "Miss, master, he's coming!"

"Daddy is here at last!" Feng ling'er was overjoyed and excited. He rushed out of the boudoir to meet the wind.

"Ling'er, why haven't you gone to bed so late?" As soon as fengzhentian entered the hospital, he saw fengling'er with a smiling face and asked subconsciously.

Feng ling'er said, "Dad, don't you let your daughter wait in the boudoir?"

At the mention of this, fengzhentian's old face pulled down, "it's not going to work tonight. Ling'er, you'd better have a rest early."

"What?" The wind spirit son small face immediately pulls down, "what call no play?"

"It just came from the palace that the emperor was not feeling well tonight, so he didn't summon you." Fengzhentian had to tell a white lie, in order to avoid his baby daughter too sad.

Wind spirit son a listen to anxious, "ah, the emperor is sick?"

"It's OK. I'm tired of worrying about the State Affairs recently. The doctor said that the emperor needs a rest." The wind shakes the sky and laughs.

"Is the emperor OK?" Feng ling'er looks worried.

"It's all right. Dad went to the palace just now. The emperor has rested and gone to sleep." Feng Zhentian touched Feng ling'er's head lovingly, "ling'er, it's very late now. You should have a rest too."

The wind spirit son long called out a breath, "the emperor is all right good!"

It's just that she's dressed up for nothing tonight.

Feng Zhentian looks at her baby daughter's happy little girl face, and she can't help laughing.

I've never seen the emperor admire him like this. If I see the emperor's gorgeous face one day, can ling'er go down?

"You two serve the eldest lady very well." Feng Zhentian's stern eyes swept over emperor Fuyao and xiaorou.

"Yes They answered in unison.

The wind shakes the sky and the light sweeps over the emperor Fu Yao. He is slightly stunned.

The maid's eyes were indomitable and bright.

Among these servant girls, they are outstanding. Unfortunately, they are slaves.

"Dad, can my daughter see the emperor again tomorrow?" Wind spirit son pulls wind to shake a sky to ask a way, a face of expectation.

"Tomorrow... Tomorrow, I'm afraid it won't be possible. The day after tomorrow, it's time for you to go to the palace and meet the emperor. So these two days, you must take good care of yourself, OK?" The wind shook the sky.

"My daughter knows!" The wind spirit answered.

After seeing off the wind and shaking, Feng ling'er went back to his room in high spirits.

As soon as I went back to my room, I could not help holding that picture. If it was not for outsiders, Emperor Fuyao had no doubt that this picture would have been forced on me directly.

"The young lady really admires the emperor!" Xiaorou said with a smile.

"That is, you don't see how handsome our Beicha ghost emperor looks!" Feng ling'er said with flying eyebrows, that proud look, like a crazy little fan to Amway's own idol.

Emperor Fu Yao glanced at the picture scroll, but was stunned.

The man in the picture is very handsome, which is similar to yechongyuan.

"Boss, isn't the emperor Er Gouzi's brother?" Emperor Gou you guessed.

Emperor Fu Yao nodded thoughtfully and agreed, "it's very similar, but the emperor is not as good-looking as Er Gouzi. Er Gouzi's face is a gorgeous monster!"

At this time, she did not know that the man in the picture was yechongyuan.

But fengfeiyu's painting is not so good, only six parts of the beauty of yechongyuan are drawn.

"It seems that Er Gouzi's identity is really the king of Beicha." Emperor Fuyao said with certainty.

She thinks again, in North Cha, accord with night heavy yuan identity, Wang Ye seems to have few.

"Boss, your spring poison has been refined. When are you going to give it to fengling'er?" Compared with the identity of Er Gouzi, di gouyou is more interested in this.

"Fengzhentian said just now that Fengling will enter the palace only later. I'll give it to her the day after tomorrow." Emperor Fu Yao said with a smile.

"The boss, do you want to go undercover in Fengfu one day?"

"Well, anyway, I can take this opportunity to observe the environment of Fengfu and find the place where Fengzu closed down."

Although she had detected with the heavenly eye before, she couldn't find the place where fenglaozu closed.

Fenglaozu is a master of the formation. She guessed that there must be a boundary of the formation at the place where he was closed, so she couldn't find it out with Tianyan.

If she can find it out herself, take back the Rocha knife, and then stir up the wind house, it will be great.

"Miss, with your beauty, the day after tomorrow's talent show, you will be so amazing that you will be chosen by the emperor to be the empress of Beicha!" Xiaorou's face is full of compliments.

Obviously, this kind of flattery is very useful to Feng ling'er, holding the picture and nodding triumphantly, "of course, my father is still the Prime Minister of Beicha, and the emperor will surely see that my Feng family has made great contributions to Beicha, and will certainly not be ungrateful to miss Ben!"

This, she is the apple of the eye of the wind family, extremely confident.

It's just too confident to experience the great despair after falling from the cloud to hell, which makes life worse than death.

Emperor Fu Yao stood on one side with his head down, his eyes shining with a touch of irony.

Not to mention that she didn't know the eyes of the emperor of Beicha, as long as she was a person with long eyes, she could see that the beauty of fengling'er was not worthy of the emperor of Beicha.

Of course, if the emperor of Beicha had a strong taste and preferred the tune of fengling'er, there would be nothing to say.

"Cuihua, come and pinch my shoulder for Miss Ben." The wind spirit son suddenly orders a way, "today soak for a long time of bath, and wait for father's news so long, this young lady's shoulder long ago sour want to die, you come to knead."