Chapter 1157

At this moment, Feng Ye stands on the high wall and sees the Feng Jue outside the gate.

Now he looked at the Phoenix formula carefully, which was far from the childish boy who was always around Lian Xiangyue.

Many people think that Feng Jue is just a prince living among the people. He won a place because of the emperor's guilt. A person who lives on the mercy of the emperor will not go far.

However, Feng Ye has long seen the threat from him. When he was a teenager, he could sneak into the Khitan military camp alone and do not hesitate to destroy his face. Your Excellency, the heart of Yelu, king of the South courtyard, is far from being as pure and harmless as it seems.

Perhaps, he once asked for nothing, but when he took the position of Prince, there would be a force to push him forward.

Feng Yu walked up to him and said, "this boy is really not simple."

"Yes, he has never been simple. Some people just underestimate him." Feng Ye said faintly.

Feng Yu was stunned and said, "you won't say I underestimated him."

"..." Feng Ye smiled.

"Meet brother Bawang." While he was thinking, Feng Jue had arrived at the gate. He came back, raised his hand and said in a high voice——

"Open the gate to welcome your highness Xi's triumphant return!"

His eyes slowly flashed over Feng Jue. Their eyes met in mid air, conveying an unspeakable message.

Feng Jue's men and horses entered the city of Kyoto.

The people on both sides of the street were greeted and knelt down one after another, shouting, "Grand Marshal is mighty! The Grand Marshal is mighty! "

In addition to these people, there are also those noble CHILDES and young ladies in the capital who came out and competed to see the heroism of his highness Xi.

Feng Jue's face showed wanton publicity and laughter, stood on the high horse, raised the long sword in his hand, and exuded a cool momentum.

The ferocious visible scar on his face had completely disappeared and restored his original painted face.

"Your Highness Xi is valiant and valiant, so powerful!"

"Yes, yes, it's majestic, handsome and extraordinary. That face is heroic."

Miss GUI of several families gathered together and saw the handsome appearance of Feng Jue. She couldn't help blushing and beating her heart. She showed her love and wanted to get closer to him.

"Speaking of it, your highness Xi is still unmarried. She doesn't even have the object of marriage. The ladies have a chance to work hard."

"In this way, I don't know how many ladies of your family are competing to be princess Ming'an."

"It's said that the emperor's dragon body is ill. Maybe he will marry his highness soon and get married soon." Someone said.

"Now, all the princes in the palace have their own princesses. Even his eighth highness also has the second miss of the Xie family. There are only his sixth highness and his eleventh highness left. It is said that his sixth highness is suspected of breaking his sleeves, and his eleventh highness is bound to become a sweet cake in Beijing."

"He was handsome and extraordinary, with a pair of picturesque eyebrows and eyes, coupled with the identity of the prince, so his highness Xi is the husband's choice regardless of his life experience or appearance."

Miss GUI was puzzled by the heroism of Feng Jue, and everyone was ready to move. Others planned to quickly ask their parents to introduce themselves in front of the emperor and empress dowager, and let the eleventh hall come down to choose, so as to become the princess of Ming'an.

One of these ladies looked at Feng Jue quietly from beginning to end. She was not as excited as them, but her lips showed a smile that she was determined to get.

Feng Jue didn't hear the comments of your ladies. He didn't care about them.

But it really fell into Ling Yuer's ears. She heard it clearly in the carriage. Yes, today's Lian Jue is a successful legend. He is like a dazzling gem, emitting a shining brilliance and people look up to him.

She felt happy for him from the bottom of her heart. When he decided to join the army and come to Changchun palace to tell her his wishes and aspirations, she knew that one day, he would be successful and famous all over the world.

Leng Mei, sitting opposite her, also heard the voices of these discussions. She looked at Ling Yuer and said, "Miss, I'm going to see the eldest Miss soon. Tell the eldest miss anything." She won't say comforting words. Such comfort is the ultimate for her.

Ling Yue nodded, smiled and said, "I can't wait to see my sister soon."

At the corner, Lengmei signaled the groom to change the way. Instead of going forward with his highness Xi, he just went to the direction of Hengqin palace.

Let yue'er bury her face between her hands and shrug her shoulders slightly.

In life, there are times when we go our separate ways. No matter how hard we hold it, we have to let go when we leave.

This is the end, this is the beginning.

In the bustle, everyone praised his highness Xi. He was surrounded by many people. People admired and admired him.

He turned slowly, and his watery eyes fell quietly on the carriage. The curtain of the carriage floated. He vaguely saw the figure of Ling Yue, who was drooping her head.

"Your Highness, your highness..." an excited voice pulled him back to reality. I saw 49 running quickly and flopping on the ground, "slave 49, see Grand Marshal!"

When Feng Jue smiled, his long legs jumped down from the horse.

"Ah, how handsome..." a burst of startling voices broke out in the crowd. When the young ladies saw the domineering action of Feng Jue, the deer jumped in their hearts.

Feng Jue bent down, pulled 49 up with one hand and said with a smile, "fool 49, get up quickly."

491 looked up and saw the master he had followed since he was a child. He couldn't help wiping his tears, stood up and said, "Your Highness, you are back. 491 is looking forward to the door of the palace every day. It is almost turning into a stone."

"Ha ha......" Feng Jue laughed heartily and said, "you have become a stone to show me."

"Your Highness joked with 49 as soon as he came back." Forty nine smiled with tears.

"Come on, go back to the house!" Feng Jue stretched out his hand, wrapped forty-nine around his neck, and walked back to the Ming'an palace with a bright smile on his face.

On this day, the sky was very blue. When the wind blew, Lian Jue's golden war robe was floating in the wind. He led the soldiers through Zhengyang Street. His appearance of laughter was still the talk of people after dinner for a long time.

This scene was also deeply imprinted in Lingyue's mind and became an indelible memory.

A long time later, she remembered the wind, the clouds and the rhyme at that time. And even Jue also remembered the wind, the clouds, the eleven, and the carriage that was moving away.