Feng Ling lowered her eyes and said calmly: "I will not make the same mistake again in the future, please rest assured, Lord."
Hua Rong looked at her.
At this time, Feng Ling had completely calmed down. Although her appearance was completely different, there was indeed a hint of Chu Qianli between her eyebrows.
Calm, indifferent, unyielding, neither humble nor arrogant.
When something happens, he never panics.
That half-smiling smile was always on his lips.
Even if it hurts, I can still laugh heartlessly.
There is still a long way between Feng Ling and Chu Qianli.
Aunt Cui said helplessly: "Your Majesty, after all, there are only so many days. It is not easy for Feng Ling to completely become another person."
She glanced at Feng Ling again and continued: "But Feng Ling understands illusion. At least in this regard, other women cannot match it."
Hua Rong said nothing, and the anger between his brows gradually dissipated.
This is what she liked about Feng Ling!
She can do magic!
A three-point similarity, coupled with the guidance of illusion, can achieve a seventy-eight-point similarity.
However, the illusion that is more than enough to deal with ordinary people is still not enough in front of her son who is so outstanding that no one can compare with him.
"It's a pity that in my son's heart, I only have that dead girl." Hua Rong couldn't help but sigh.
Aunt Cui said: "Your Majesty is a person who attaches great importance to love and justice. Chu Qianli and he have shared hardships, life and death, and their relationship is very deep. I'm afraid it will be difficult to take back this love even for a while."
Hua Rong said nothing.
Although I was absent from my son when he was growing up, as a mother, I naturally know his temper.
She coughed again and looked at Aunt Cui.
Aunt Cui whispered: "Honored Lord, please take care of yourself."
Hua Rong waved his hand and said: "You have also heard that Xuan'er has always had a soft spot for Chu Qianli. You should know what to do in the future!"
Feng Ling said hurriedly: "I know, I will work hard to let the prince see Miss Chu in me, and he will eventually forget Miss Chu."
"Go down."
"yes."
Feng Ling came out of the room and as soon as she walked out of the yard, she saw her sister Feng Xi.
Feng Xi stepped forward quickly and whispered: "Sister, your face..."
"It's okay. If you do something wrong, you should be punished. I deserve it."
Feng Xi was stunned for a moment, then looked at her sister, whom she had known for more than ten years, and suddenly felt a little strange.
"Sister, you...haven't looked like you lately." She whispered.
"It doesn't look like it?" Feng Ling smiled lightly.
It’s okay if it doesn’t look like it.
It's not like that, at least it means that her disguise is passable.
But in front of Prince Xuan, just passing the test is definitely not enough.
It must be perfect.
"It's so late, why are you still looking for the Lord?" Feng Ling looked back and saw that the lights in Huarong's room were still on.
Although the two sisters are together, they do things separately and cannot communicate about some things.
Feng Xi said: "Yes, the Lord ordered me to do some things, and now I'm back."
"Go ahead, don't keep the Lord waiting."
"good."
Feng Xi nodded and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
Hua Rong was preparing to take a rest. When he saw Feng Xi coming, Grandma Cui asked, "How?"
Feng Xi whispered back: "Over there... there is a person named Granny Jiang. I don't know her origin. With her around, it's difficult to get close to Feng Wuya."
"Grandma Jiang?" Hua Rong looked at Aunt Cui.
Aunt Cui didn't know who that person was, so she could only shake her head: "I have never heard of such a person in the world, and apart from Concubine Yu, I have never seen anyone with great wisdom and wisdom around Feng Wuya."
Who is this Granny Jiang? This chapter has been completed!
