At night, Junlin, Feng Qingzhuang, Wu Jingyu and Qian Manguan were sitting under the Haitang tree in the garden. The breeze was blowing and the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Come, let's raise a toast and wish a happy holiday together." Ye Junlin stood up and raised his glass.
Then, Feng Qingzhuang, Wu Jingyu and Qian Manguan also raised their glasses. The four of them clinked their glasses and drank the wine.
"King Lin, this is an agreement between the two countries to form a lasting friendship and not to fight each other for a hundred years. You must keep it and don't lose it."
Putting down the wine glass in her hand, Feng Qingzhuang made a thought and handed the agreement she signed with Feng Yu in Xingyao Palace into Ye Junlin's hands.
"Sister Huang always considers things so carefully. I will definitely keep this agreement well."
After taking the agreement, Ye Junlin put it in his arms and continued.
"Now that the Xingyao Kingdom has been destroyed, the Cangyan Kingdom and our Dongqi Kingdom have equally divided the world. They have also signed a hundred-year agreement not to engage in war, and the world is finally settled. This time when the emperor returns to the palace, she can have a good rest without having to travel around.
Running around”
"I'm afraid this won't work. In fact, there is one thing I have never told you. I am returning to Dongqi Kingdom this time. Firstly, I want to hand this agreement into your hands in person and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you. Secondly, I want to be with my father.
I put incense in front of my soul. Due to the tight war ahead, my father passed away and I didn’t rush back to see him for the last time. I feel extremely guilty. Once the matter is settled, I will leave Dongqi Kingdom to find the Linglu Fruit."
A hint of guilt appeared in Feng Qingzhuang's dark eyes, and she opened her lips and continued:
"I ordered Changyuan City to be burned down. Before I leave, I will write a detailed reconstruction plan for Changyuan City and give it to you. As for the silver coins for reconstruction, it can be obtained from the property obtained from this attack on the Xingyao Kingdom's palace.
misappropriation"
"I know that the emperor's sister is looking for the Spiritual Dew Fruit for Master. So, the emperor's sister, will you return to Dongqi Country after you leave?" Ye Junlin asked with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
"If I'm free, I'll come back to see you," Feng Qingzhuang comforted. In fact, she didn't know it herself, so naturally she couldn't give Ye Junlin a definite answer.
"Okay, I will wait for the queen to come back to see me when she has time."
A forced smile appeared on Ye Junlin's lips, which made Feng Qingzhuang feel uncomfortable but helpless.
"I may have to leave in the next two days. Taking advantage of today's gathering, I have a few words to say to you."
"If the imperial sister has something to say, there is no way to guard against it."
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. As a king, you should rule the world with benevolence and morality, and put the people first. A benevolent country will last for a long time, but a tyrannical country will perish quickly." Feng Qingzhuang said sincerely.
"I will definitely remember the words of the emperor's sister, and I must save the people first." Ye Junlin was solemn and listened to the instructions with an open mind.
"If you can say 'the people must be saved first', I can rest assured even if I leave." Feng Qingzhuang was quite pleased.
In the night sky, the bright moon hangs high like a jade plate, bright and clear.
In the Haitang forest, the four of them ate mooncakes, drank Dongqi Kingdom's unique Haitang drunkenness, and chatted about daily life until the bright moon turned to the west, and then the four of them dispersed.
The autumn rain fell for three consecutive days, knocking down the hall in the courtyard and leaving scattered flowers spread all over the ground.
In the past few days, Feng Qingzhuang stayed in the Haitang Palace behind closed doors, writing the reconstruction plan of Changyuan City.
On the third day, after the rain, the sky cleared up, and the bright sunshine shed thousands of golden lights. The door of Feng Qingzhuang's bedroom finally opened.
"Zhuang'er, you finally came out and the plan has been written."
As soon as he walked out of the room, Wu Jingyu was dressed in black, with a handsome face, narrow eyebrows slightly raised, and a moving look in his deep handsome eyes. It was like the cold and clear moon in the sky when he saw the person walking out of the room, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"After writing it, you go to the imperial study and help me send this reconstruction plan to Junlin. When you come back, remember to call Qian Manguan and Mei Yizhu. We will leave the palace together in a while and go to Liancheng to find Du
Jiu Gong, I don’t know how the old man’s ship is being built?” Feng Qingzhuang’s eyes were calm, and her cold voice revealed a hint of reluctance. If she wasn’t a familiar person, she wouldn’t be able to hear it at all.
"Since you are leaving, why not go see Ye Junlin one last time?" Wu Jingyu advised.
"I don't like telling him separately. It only adds to the sadness and troubles you."
Feng Qingzhuang felt slightly depressed at the thought of being separated from her relatives.
"Then I'll go and come back quickly"
Taking the plan from Feng Qingzhuang's hand, Wu Jingyu's figure flashed, ghostly like the wind, and disappeared into the Haitang Palace in the blink of an eye.
After Wu Jingyu left, Feng Qingzhuang picked up a pen and left a letter on the table. She called Yin Zheng and Can Yun to explain something.
"Yinzheng, Canyun, I will leave the palace in a while and go to Liancheng. I don't know when I will be able to come back. You two are already old. If you like each other, you should get married quickly. It's just me who makes the decision.
I'm afraid I won't be able to officiate your wedding. This is my little wish, and it won't be in vain for you to fight with me. After I leave, you must serve the king as the master and protect his safety."
After saying that, Feng Qingzhuang took out a few pieces of jewelry from Mo Yin Yunfeng and some silver notes and stuffed them into Yin Zheng's hand.
"Don't worry, Master, we will definitely protect the Emperor and prevent him from being harmed," Can Yun and Yin Zheng promised.
"I believe you will not let me down"
"Master, what should we do about Blue Phoenix Villa?" Can Yun asked
"Except for the Eighteen Ghost Riders, I want to keep them. Leave the rest to the Emperor and see how he arranges them?" Feng Qingzhuang lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before making a decision.
"My subordinates know"
After talking for a while, Wu Jingyu, Qian Manguan and Mei Yizhu arrived at Haitangdian.
"Zhuang'er, I asked Xiao Shunzi to hand over the plan to Ye Junlin. Can we leave?" Wu Jingyu walked in and asked.
"Walk"
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingzhuang walked out of the room. Yin Zheng and Can Yun stood at the door and watched several people leave.
When she walked out of the gate of Haitang Palace, Feng Qingzhuang paused and looked back at the palace where she had lived for a short time, with a trace of reluctance in her eyes.
"If you really can't bear to leave, when you want to come back, I will accompany you back to Dongqi Kingdom to see you." Wu Jingyu's eyes were as tender as water, and he comforted her gently.
"Walk"
There was a slight sadness in his eyes, and he glanced in the direction of the royal study, turned around with determination, and walked quickly toward the palace entrance with Wu Jingyu and others.
At the palace gate, Wu Jingyu had already sent a signal, informing Mo Yin and Mo Yue that the carriage and horses were ready and waiting at the palace gate.
The four of them came out of the palace gate. Feng Qingzhuang glanced back at the palace of Dongqi Kingdom, then got into the carriage. Wu Jingyu followed suit. Qian Manguan and Mei Yizhu rode on horseback, while Mo Yin and Mo Yue drove the carriage.