There is no doubt what Feng Ning thought. The identity of the woman who calls herself Mei Niang is not just a flower charmer at Xihua Pavilion. After leaving the inn after being injured that day, she only returned to Xihua Pavilion and stayed for half a cup of tea before leaving the city.
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A few days later, the hidden guard who went to investigate and follow her reported that she had been traveling south, and no one was found to have come into contact with her along the way.
Days passed, and the hidden guard came to report that she had arrived at Fangyun Villa, which was known as the best village in the world. Fangyun Villa was close to the border and enjoyed a certain status in the martial arts world. If Mei Niang was from the village, how could she be living in such a homeless place?
It is not clear whether she came to Xihua Pavilion to work as an oiran because she wanted to play with the world or had other motives. However, she secretly asked people to figure out what happened to Yuweishan Mansion. Although Feng Ning didn't care much, she hated trouble.
Temperament, this Mei Niang's behavior has definitely touched her bottom line. It would be better if nothing is found out. If it is found out that she has dissatisfaction with Yu Weishan Mansion, how can she be spared?
"As the saying goes, a home cannot be without a master, and a country cannot be without a king. Your Majesty has been out of the palace for a long time, is it time to return to the imperial palace?" Leaning lightly on his chest, listening to the sweet heartbeats, and the sound outside the window.
The light rain was dripping, and the cool breeze blew through the window lattice.
Stroking her black hair, Zi Yuqi sighed: "Ning'er is not in the palace, how can I stay in the palace?"
Feng Ning gently closed her eyelids helplessly. This man, in the past, had lived well without her presence. In the past, I had heard the classmates at the front desk say that in this world, it is not that no one can live without the other, the earth will still rotate.
, the seasons are changing, "Although it is a little boring to return to the imperial palace, those ministers will always discuss things in private without seeing His Majesty's face. And you can't really let Uncle Liang Guo take charge of the government for you."
, let him do whatever he wants."
Zi Yuqi chuckled lightly, with an intoxicating expression on his handsome face, "Ning'er really has the style of a mother of the country. She knows how to care about me and share my worries."
Mother of the country? Thinking of that troublesome identity, Feng Ning could not help but frown and open her eyes. She did not intend to be the emperor and concubine, and she would rather be free and easy in the world. "Why did your majesty mention this again?"
It’s over, Feng Ning made it clear early in the morning that your Majesty would choose another Xian for the position of emperor and empress.”
Zi Yuqi just raised the corners of her lips evilly. Her Ning'er didn't want to be the empress, but he was the emperor, so Ning'er must be the empress. But she was so proud and indifferent, and she wanted her to agree.
, it takes some thinking, "Then don't mention it." Kissing her forehead, "When will Ning'er return to the palace? I don't want Ning'er to be away from me all the time."
She decided to follow Mei Niang to Fang Yun Villa for a visit. Since she stopped at Fang Yun Villa, could it be that Mei Niang's behavior was an arbitrary decision given by the people in Fang Yun Villa? But she had never heard her master say anything about him and Fang Yun Villa.
What kind of festivals and friendships are there? With a faint smile on her lips, she thought she was Sherlock Holmes when she was reincarnated in this life, "I will go back before Christmas, okay?"
Christmas? Why has he never heard of such a holiday in Yushuo? And why does the name of this holiday sound weird?
Facing his confused look, Feng Ning knew clearly where his reaction at this time came from. "Your Majesty, you don't need to care about the origin of this festival. You just need to remember that on December 24, Feng Ning will return to the imperial palace.
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"Is December 24th what you call Christmas?" Lifting her chin, Zi Yuqi's dazzling star-like eyes were filled with tenderness and desire.