It was a light rain at night, washing away yesterday's depression and murderous aura and ushering in the arrival of spring.
To the west of the palace, leaning against the mountainside, it was particularly quiet and quiet. On the winding path, there were only two people walking, with beautiful arcs drawn from the corners of their clothes. Such a splendor complemented each other and unparalleled in the world.
Talk and laughter filled the garden, rippling in the early spring.
"Qiongying, will you go back to Beiyan?"
"Probably not, what will I do in Beiyan?" If she goes to Beiyan now, Helian Jiuge will definitely cause trouble for her.
"Then, have you signed an alliance with Nanxu before?" Feng Feili asked quietly, with a hint of jealousy.
"So what, I can regret it at any time." Qiongying smiled mysteriously. She had never been serious with Nan Xu, and Nan Xu had never been serious with Yan Dian. She was just planning to each other.
"Then you may regret what you promised?" Feng Feili pretended to be angry. At that time, she was at Beiyan City Gate. She said she would go to Zifeng City, but she hasn't been there yet, although it's only been three months.
It's been a long time, but it's been a long time for him.
"Of course not. Did I forget what I promised you?" Qiongying glanced at him in confusion, with a faint smile in her phoenix eyes.
"I don't know if you have forgotten that you said you would go to Zifeng City." Feng Feili said bluntly, but he felt like he was fiddling in his heart.
Qiongying smiled twice, without saying a word, she didn't forget, and she would go there too.
Feng Feili looked at her depressedly. What does she mean?
At this time, Luo Yi came in a hurry. She didn't want to disturb her at first, but it was a bit serious about the young master, so she had to come.
"Lord, the young master and the young master of the Dongfang family had some friction, and they started fighting in the square at this time." Luo Yi reported carefully.
Upon hearing this, Feng Feili looked at Qiongying. He didn't have to think that it must be Qingjun who deliberately made things difficult for him. Jing Hao was cold-hearted and would definitely not care about Qingjun.
"What friction happened?" Qiongying frowned slightly and asked while heading towards the square.
"I don't know much. It seems that a maid named Qiuyue hit the young master. I heard that the maid turned around and left when she saw the young master. The young master thought that the maid was guilty, so he taught the maid a lesson.
It is expected that the young master of the Dongfang family was caught and wanted to save the maid. The young master refused, so the two started fighting."
Luo Yi said, wondering, the young master never taught the maid a lesson, nor did he blatantly punish the maid. He would only remove the maid directly, and at most he would throw it into the torture room to cover up. What's even more strange is that the young master of the Dongfang family was not spared.
Too kind-hearted, just a maid, when is it his turn to intervene?
In the middle of the square, the two fought in full swing.
Outside the square, Jing Ao, Nangong Chen and others had already arrived, but they didn't stop them, and just watched the battle. Perhaps they thought that even if they wanted to stop them, they could not stop them. Qingjun obviously made things difficult for him on purpose.
"Young Master, it's all my fault. Please let them stop, I'm willing to be punished." Qiu Yue wanted to stop but was powerless. This was caused by her, and she felt extremely guilty.
"It's not your business, Jing Hao may not lose." Jing Ao was not worried at all, and should have slapped Qingjun's spirit.
At this time, Qiutong also came. After hearing this, she looked at Qiuyue with a gloomy look. No matter whether Dongfang Jinghao lost or won or lost, as long as the master is there, he will win.
"Miss." Qiuyue called out timidly.
"I'm not your lady. If you dare to make trouble with each other again, I will send you back to the black prison." After speaking, Qiutong left.
Qiuyue was shocked, and she couldn't help but feel a little panic in her heart. The days in the black prison were terrible. Even after six years, she still felt scared when she thought about it. Maybe she had adapted to such a beautiful day now, and she couldn't imagine that she would be able to imagine