An official surnamed Zhao?

Feng Wan was stunned and couldn't help but think of Zhao Jun.

Wei Ziyang on the side smiled coldly when he heard this and said, "It's coming very quickly." After that, he shook his sleeves and walked out with great strides.

Seeing his unconcealed evil spirit, Feng Wan hurriedly stepped forward, pulled towards his sleeve, and whispered: "Zi Yang."

Wei Ziyang looked back at her.

Feng Wan looked up at him and said gently: "He came at this time, probably because he took me away last night. The prince is now guilty because he can't find me, so you must not reveal your signs."

Feng Wan also knew that Wei Ziyang actually understood the truth she said. But she still wanted to remind her.

Wei Ziyang stared at her, nodded, and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he strode away.

Feng Wan watched his back, and after thinking about it, she still kept following him.

She walked very slowly and stopped outside the camp. She listened to him and heard Zhao Jun's familiar voice, "General Wei, that woman," he paused, his voice felt a little sad and uneasy, "I don't know what happened, but I just disappeared. She disappeared in your mansion, and I don't want to blame General Yu, but I just want the general to spend more effort and look for her." His voice was slightly hoarse, "My people are looking for, but I thought that even if I found her, she wouldn't go with me. General Wei, please worry."

There was unabashed worry in his voice. Through a corner, Feng Wan saw Zhao Jun's thin lips tightly pursed, and his expression was melancholy and sincere.

Seeing him like this, he was really worried. Seeing him sitting there with a sad face, he sighed for only a quarter of an hour.

Wei Ziyang raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "Don't worry." His voice was low and he was blaming himself.

When Feng Wan heard Wei Ziyang's answer, he smiled slightly and thought: He would also make a falsification.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhao Jun forced a smile. He said sadly: "That woman is usually smart, but she is too tough and refuses to bow her head. It is inevitable that she will offend people easily. Alas." Shaking her head, he said: "I have begged the prince, and the prince promised me that she will try her best to find the woman."

Speaking of this, he stood up and bowed deeply to Wei Ziyang, saying, "Thank you for your acceptance. It's not too late, and Zhao who should have said that he has finished speaking. General, say goodbye."

Hearing this, Feng Wan quickly flashed to the side. Zhao Jun strode out. As he walked, he seemed to feel something. He turned around and looked around. After a while, he shook his head and then turned around and left.

Wei Ziyang walked to Feng Wan and said lightly: "This person has a heart." His tone was not kind.

Feng Wan nodded and said, "He is not too bad." But as Zhao Jun said, even if he was desperate, Zhao Jun found her, and she didn't dare to follow Zhao Jun with confidence. His person might be really worried about her when she was not aware of her life and death, but he would also send her away when he learned that she could get benefits. Just like he really liked the women in his yard, whether it was Yue Niang or Mei Niang. However, after weighing the pros and cons, he would retreat and choose to ignore it when facing power.

Since ancient times, how many people are there in the world who are powerful and powerful, wealth and honor cannot be lustful, and poverty and humbleness cannot be moved by them?

A day passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Wei Ziyang frequently summoned his aides and generals to discuss something. It was related to military and national affairs. Wei Ziyang did not ask Feng Wan to listen, but Feng Wan stayed quietly in the tent and did not go anywhere.

Early the next morning, Wei Ziyang came outside her camp and said with a smile: "Awan, would you like to go into the city with me?"

"Enter the city?"

Facing the stunned Feng Wan, Wei Ziyang smiled with his head raised, his blood-colored eyes shining with light. He held his hands and said lightly: "Yes, it's right, just enter the city. Follow me and enter the city openly!"

Ah? Now, Feng Wan was completely shocked. She shouted: "But Ziyang, if that's the case..."

Before she could finish her words, Wei Ziyang reached out to interrupt and smiled proudly, "No, but I want you to follow me into the city openly. You can dress up as you want. Just sit beside me and see the faces of those acquaintances, how about it?"

His long and slanted blood-colored eyes, the light waves flowed, aggressive, his beautiful face was indescribable and arrogant. When Feng Wan was said this, somehow, the uneasiness in her heart disappeared instantly. She smiled and said gracefully: "Okay, let's appear openly."

Hearing her acceptance, Wei Ziyang laughed and his voice was extremely loud.

Hearing his laughter, Feng Wan also laughed with Yanran. Her eyes swept over several staff members not far away. Seeing that some of them were worried, some showed dissatisfaction, and some were full of confidence, they muttered: Those people obviously wanted me to pretend to die that day, but Wei Ziyang rejected them. I really didn't expect that he actually thought of bringing me to appear in front of the world with me openly. No wonder these people were uneasy.

Wei Ziyang has always been decisive in his actions. At this moment, he asked someone to arrange it. Two quarters of an hour later, he wore a Jin shang and painted rouge. Feng Wan, who looked elegant and elegant, was hugged by him and drove towards the capital in a mighty manner under the support of hundreds of guards.

In the official road, the dust stirred by the riders was raised high, and in the middle of the horse's hooves, Wei Ziyang hugged Feng Wan's hand, warm and powerful. Feng Wan could feel that at this moment, he must be shining with a glorious look, and his peerless face shone with a light that both men and women could not help but be confused.

The place where he stationed his troops was not far from the capital. At about noon, the team came outside the city gate. Looking at the endless stream of people and cars in the city, Wei Ziyang smiled in a low voice and said, "As long as there is half a day of peace, this is what this place looks like!"

After saying that, he shouted softly, "Go—", and rode his horse and rushed into the city first.

There were people coming and going, and the traffic was rife in the city. As soon as Wei Ziyang rushed in, they were just waves in the river, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye. However, these hundreds of personal guards were all selected by him. They were all brave soldiers, and they were all war-torn. How amazing was these people walking together? So as soon as they rushed in, the crowd automatically retreated to both sides, automatically stopped the noise, and looked at them.

At this glance, everyone met Wei Ziyang, who was so handsome that he was holding Feng Wan tightly in his arms.

With a pair of eyes, a team of hundreds of people drove straight towards the Guardian Mansion...

Feng Yun has been very busy these days. She has received the will of His Majesty and can freely enter and exit the palace in the near future. Those people in the palace have always been snobbish. Seeing His Majesty attaching so much importance to her, even the nobles who are ranked above her will smile first when they see her.

Therefore, Feng Yun is very proud now. She took Fu'er to wander the streets all day long, looking for every corner where Feng Wan might go. His Majesty has promised that as long as she finds her elder sister, she will be named a noble person.

However, as time passed, Feng Yun almost wondered whether Feng Wan had the ability to go to heaven and earth? Otherwise, how could she have lost all her figure after such a rigorous search? Even Fu'er, who has been muttering these days, was that when she thought that she had searched all the places where her wife could go, but why could she not find her?

Just as the carriage was swaying and the two women frowned and thought, several discussions came into their ears, "That seems to be Mrs. Feng." "Mrs. Feng? Is it the one who is repeatedly looking for?" "That's right." "Don't think about it, it must be her."...

With a whoosh, Feng Yun quickly lifted the curtain and asked anxiously at the people: "Where did you meet Mrs. Feng?"

She asked anxiously, her tone was filled with habitual domineeringness. Several people were stunned, and looked up at her at the same time, but were not busy replying.

Seeing this, Feng Yun frowned and shouted impatiently: "Where do I ask you, are you deaf and still haven't heard it?"

At this moment, she heard Fu'er beside her whispering urgently, "Master, look, look!" She stuttered a little because of surprise. While pulling Feng Yun's sleeves randomly, Fu'er pointed to the fork on the left and screamed.

Feng Yun glared at her in a slight anger, and saw that Fu'er was not aware of it, so she couldn't help but snorted. Just as she was about to scold her, Fu'er could only hear him shouting anxiously: "Madam--"

She seemed to scream in surprise.

When Feng Yun heard these two words, she quickly looked in a voice. When she saw this, she was stunned.

At the end of the road, at the fork leading to this place on the left, a group of hundreds of people appeared. On the snow-white horse walking in the front, an unparalleled boy hugged a woman and was rushing towards them.

The woman leaning in the boy's arms had a light blush on her face, and her black lacquer eyes were quiet and deep. Jin Shang was floating and noble. Isn't it Feng Wan?

Feng Yun never expected that the people she could not find would appear in front of her in this way at this time. She was stunned and subconsciously reached out to rub her eyes.

With just how good it was, hundreds of people had already rushed over. When they got off the carriage and rushed to avoid it, because Feng Yun was a beauty in the palace and did not give an order, her carriage was alone in the middle.

When the white horse rushed over, Feng Wan met Feng Yun and Fu'er who were staring at her stupidly.

After glanced at them, Feng Wan suddenly called out: "Stop."

Wei Ziyangqing shouted, and the cavalry stopped.

At Feng Wan's gesture, the white horse drove towards Feng Yun's carriage.

The white horse came to the carriage, and Feng Wan pulled out his sword from Wei Ziyang's waist, stretched out his hand and swept it. As soon as the sword wind passed, Feng Yun's carriage curtain was cut off lightly. The faces of Feng Yun and Fu'er were also clearly revealed in front of Feng Wan.

When they met the two people who were stunned, Feng Wan smiled gracefully and said gently: "Don't be surprised, it's me."

She turned her head, stared at Feng Yun carefully, pursed her lips and smiled, her posture graceful and noble, "I'm so sorry for Ayun, your dream of being noble has been broken again."

Then, she turned to Fu'er, raised her right hand slightly, and drew the sword gracefully, and patted the sword on Fu'er's cheek gently. Feng Wan said gently and compassionately: "Fu'er, you are really disappointed when you see that your former master has never been in a bad state, right?"

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Chapter completed!