Chapter 1

In the middle of the night, the clouds are thick and the stars are dark.

The moonlight shines down through the thick dark clouds and exudes a treacherous and gloomy atmosphere.

Just a click -

the blue and purple lightning cut through the air!

Then, a thunder followed!

The cold wind blows the closed window open with a bang, and the pale moonlight shines into the room, illuminating the antique gorgeous room.

The curtain embroidered with blue plum blossoms was swaying by the wind, and the fengwanyi on the bed woke up and suddenly opened her eyes.

She sat up in a cold sweat, her heart pounding.

In the bright yellow cradle beside the big bed, the lovely little baby is sleeping very deeply. She looks at it, and a trace of loving smile passes over her beautiful face. Her white fingers touch the baby's face, and her mouth whispers: "good Mo'er Mo'er is not afraid. There is a mother in... "

This is her first child with Ye Linfeng. It's just the full moon today. Little Mo'er is sleeping soundly. Her thick eyelashes are on her eyelids and print two small shadows. Her delicate features inherit her mother's tenderness and her father's bravery. She is a little baby. She has become a symbol of her appearance.

Looking at little Mo'er's pink face, Feng Wan's heart surged with a burst of unprecedented satisfaction.

Her husband will ascend the throne tomorrow and become the emperor of the world. He is also the object of every woman's admiration. However, ye Linfeng has promised her that she can only love her most in this life.

Now, she has given birth to Mo'er safely, and watched him grow up step by step, becoming a prince Yingwu who can match his father. In this world, which woman is luckier than her?

Feng Wanyi picks up her hair at her temples, criticizes a piece of clothes and walks out of bed. She is afraid that the wind will hurt Mo'er, so she plans to close the window. But from the half closed window, she sees a girl walking far away from the courtyard.

It was lotus fragrance, the servant girl of Feng Qingqing.

Feng Wanyi half opened the door and said softly, "lotus fragrance? Come here so late, but what can I do for you? "

He Xiang hooked his lips, and a sneer appeared on his half drooping face: "my second lady asked you to go to the back garden of the palace, saying that I have something important to tell you."

Feng Wan Yi sighed at the bottom of his heart, and the water eyes passed by a trace of gloom.

A few days ago, Feng Qingqing came to see her and knelt down in front of her crying. She said that she had been admiring the night breeze for a long time. She asked her sister to introduce her to the Lord. If her sister didn't agree, she would rather not marry her all her life and always accompany the ancient Buddha with green lanterns.

She is the daughter of Feng's family. She is also Feng Qingqing's sister. How can she watch her sister waste her time and become a nun.

But

Not to mention that she and Linfeng love each other deeply, they only have room for each other in their hearts. The fact that the sisters work together as a husband alone makes fengwanyi's heart very repulsive. Although she agrees, she never mentions it to Linfeng. She just thinks that it will be a day if she can delay it.

Unfortunately, my sister seems to be very worried. I'm afraid I haven't heard anything these days, so I'm looking for her in the middle of the night.

Feng Wanyi frowned and turned to look at the cradle. He Xiang was watching. Seeing this, he immediately said, "if you don't trust me, I can take care of you."

Feng Wan clothes listen to this, slightly hesitated for a while, afraid of Feng Qing waiting for a long time, to her worry took the upper hand, finally nodded down.

He Xiang looked at her back and slowly stirred up a cold smile. In the quiet room, she looked at the bright yellow cradle and saw a trace of malice in her eyes!

Feng Wanyi held an oil paper umbrella and walked quickly towards the back garden.

The rain had just started to fall, but it fell very quickly. In addition, the night wind was raging, and the raindrops were flying obliquely. Even with the umbrella, Feng Wan's clothes were getting wet.

But the closer she was to the back garden, the more she felt that something was wrong -

the music of men and women's happiness was constantly coming into her ears, even the wind and rain could not stop it!

Feng Wan Yi's heart is suddenly angry!

In the palace, the system is strict and strict. The young man and the maidservant have a quarrel, and the two men and women are too brave to do such dirty things under her eyes.

At the foot of the pace can't help but speed up, ear voice more and more loud, and Feng Wan clothes heart is also more and more heavy.

"Lord, take it easy Take it easy It hurts... "

Her voice was a little distorted because of excitement, but Feng Wanyi could hear that this was her common sister, Feng Qingqing's voice!