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"Zheng'er, do you already have someone you like?" Imperial Concubine Liang looked into Feng Yunzheng's eyes. She discovered that this son of hers was far different from the past.

Feng Yunzheng paused before nodding, "Yes."

Imperial Concubine Liang immediately tightened her grip on the handkerchief. She leaned forward and asked, "Which family's daughter is she?"

Seeing how nervous he was as a good Imperial Concubine, Feng Yunzheng smiled and comforted her, "Mufei, don't worry. You'll be satisfied with the people I like."

Zheng'er, mufei is not afraid of you liking lowly women. I'm afraid that when that person is with you, no matter how much you try to protect him, he will suffer. If he truly likes someone like that, then just let him go. Imperial Concubine Liang sighed.

His son's identity was not ordinary, so he naturally couldn't like ordinary people.

"This son understands. Mufei, don't worry, she's not a weak and lowly person." How could Feng Yunzheng not understand Imperial Concubine Liang's worry? There was a wolf in the front, and a tiger in the back, and now there were so many people watching him from top to bottom. If there were that many people around him, they would probably be gnawed to the point where not even their bones would remain.

"Bring him over for mufei to see when you can. You've lived for so long, this is the first time I've seen you talk about a girl in front of me." She was making love with a tenderness she had never seen before.

Feng Yunzheng looked at the imperial concubine and said, "Imperial Concubine, your son wants the people beside you to live a carefree life, free from harm. When the time is right, your son will bring her to meet with mufei."

Imperial Concubine Liang relaxed. "Then someone can give mother those precious jade artifacts that she saved up. I hope you can bring her to see me earlier."

After saying a few more words to mufei, Feng Yunzheng stood up and prepared to leave.

"Your Highness, the empress has invited you." However, just as he walked out of the palace, he saw that Changchun Palace's Sherry leading people to wait there. When Feng Yunzheng's first leg stepped into the palace, the empress knew that he had returned to the capital.

The smile on Feng Yunzheng's face was like the spring wind, but his eyes were as cold as ice. The empress's gaze was growing increasingly intense. He said, "I'll go right now."

He followed Xue Li to the Changchun Palace. Before he entered, he heard an elegant tune playing a song called "High Mountains and Running Water".

The queen sat on the phoenix chair and slightly nodded her head, revealing an intoxicated expression. The woman who was playing the zither in the middle of the hall was dressed in a peach-colored treasured flower dress with a silver thread intertwining its branches. Inside the dress was a moon-colored silk cloth with a small vertical collar and a delicate plum pattern embroidered on the lapel.

When Feng Yunzheng walked in, the song had just ended, but it had the effect of lingering around for three days.

"Yun Zheng is here." A smile appeared on the queen's face when she saw Feng Yunzheng. The woman playing the zither turned around and saw Feng Yunzheng. She was momentarily absent-minded —

He had a face as handsome as a painting. Stars flickered within his indifferent and elegant mist-like pupils, and his body was wrapped in a yellow python robe. He appeared to be extremely graceful and had an extraordinary charm.

She had seen the ninth prince many times from afar. She only knew that he had an extraordinary appearance, but she had no idea that he was so exquisite and perfect.

Only when Feng Yunzheng paid his respects to the empress did she suddenly regain her senses and blush.

"This is the direct daughter of the Liang official, Ru Nan. The official's wife came to the palace to see the emperor. I really like seeing him, so I stayed in the palace for dinner before leaving."

Liang Runan bowed, his posture gentle and beautiful. "Greetings, Ninth Prince."

Feng Yunzheng nodded indifferently, "You may rise."

You came at the right time, Rennan is like your mother, he likes poetry and has even published a book of poems. Everyone in the capital praised him, saying that he is a genuine female Elementary Scholar.

As she spoke, the two palace maids brought over the poem Liang Runan had written, "— —"

wind into pine

Listen to the wind and listen to the rain until the sun rises. The ground in front of the building is green and dark.

From Liang Runan's birdlike voice, it added a hint of charm.

Only, while she was reading, Feng Yunzheng was somewhat lost in thought. When the empress asked Yun Zheng how he felt, a moment of confusion appeared in his eyes. After a slight pause, he said:

"The Liang Family's young miss is quick thinking, and her words are clear. She really is one of the best of the best."

Hearing Feng Yunzheng's praise, the empress's face revealed a satisfied smile, while Liang Runan's face reddened slightly.

"Since Yun Zheng appreciates it, then Runan will give this poem to him." The empress took the opportunity to ask Liang Runan to give the poem to Feng Yunzheng. Liang Runan took out his engraved seal and left his name on it: Zhaoge, red, like a small plum.

Liang Runan was truly not an embroidery pillow. Ever since she was three years old, the Duke of Liang had asked her master to specially teach her. It could be said that she had read a lot of poetry since she was young, and when she and the empress were in high spirits, she had drawn a picture of a orchid chrysanthemum.

What appeared in Feng Yunzheng's mind was yet another beautiful, cold-blooded face. The disdainful gaze was like the winter's cold ice, and when that cold voice spoke, it was as if it wanted to send someone to hell — —

This kind of woman was the only one that made him feel exceptionally happy …

The sun was setting, and the air was reeking of blood. It was getting late.

Indeed, every two to three meters, there was a drop of blood that led Lian Ruyue and the others out of the mountain. That drop of blood did not disappear.

Even the incantation wasn't dead yet! He must have been trying to find a way to leave a mark. He was so smart, so smart, he must have been trying to find a way to stall for time and wait for his family to rescue him!

"This is where they came from. Chase after them!" Lian Ruyue decisively came to a conclusion. She mounted the horse and led the group to continue chasing.

The last blood-red sun in the west was finally swallowed up by darkness, and a crescent moon rose into the sky, illuminating the earth with its faint light.

The air became colder and colder. Lian Meng Yue felt the cold wind of early winter cut across her face like knives. It hurt so much that blood almost flowed out.

She couldn't forget! I'll never forget it!

At the entrance of the Prime Minister's Residence, the crippled man crawled over with great difficulty. He used his clear and sorrowful eyes to look at her and extended his fingers, but she quickly ran away in fear!

At that time, how depressing would it be?

"Lian Ruyue, save him! Don't make me hate you!" She cried out as she rode on the back of the galloping horse. The cold tears flew into the air and turned into mist.

Changchun Palace.

The Empress was still enjoying the painting with Liang Runan, while Feng Yunzheng sat at the side.

"Hehehe …" Thinking of Lian Ru Yue's usual cold appearance in his mind, Feng Yunzheng actually couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Liang Runan was in the middle of discussing with the Empress how to paint the orchids when he heard a sudden laugh and turned to look at him in surprise.

When Feng Yunzheng became aware of the questioning gazes of these two, he immediately withdrew his smile. Liang Rushan immediately felt very embarrassed, because she had long since felt that the Ninth Prince was actually not very interested in her talent. Because of the empress's face, he gave a hollow compliment, but who would have known that his mind was distracted by something else?