Feng Jiaoxue raised the corners of her lips lightly and said, "Let's go."
Feng Jiaoxue knew that she was not wrong about the person.
This man looked like a born king, but there was no trace of ambition in his eyes.
If it's not for power or glory, then why does he want to live for such a proud person?
For the first time, ripples arose in Feng Jiaxue's heart.
The two walked back side by side, but there was a distance between them.
Feng Liting had no choice but to mutter and follow her. She suddenly had an illusion in her heart, as if the two people in front of her were born to stand together like this.
Although Feng Jiaxue's magnanimity is already extraordinary and unmatched by anyone, Mo Yan, who is standing next to her, is not inferior at all. This is the first time Feng Liting has seen someone who can rival his sister in terms of magnanimity.
people.
But this person's strength is only about the same as him, and he has never even broken through to the tenth level of the Cloud Rank.
After Feng Jiaxue returned to the palace, she said to Feng Liting: "Since you are unwilling to go into seclusion, I will leave the affairs in the palace to you these days. If there is anything that cannot be solved, just keep it until a few days later."
Tell me again. Also, King Beihai will not come back to provoke you for a while, but if he sends people again, you don’t need to intervene. He will not come in person. Our people will still block the people he sends.
You can live with it. Do you understand?"
Fengliting...
"What are you going to do?" Feng Liting asked in a muffled voice.
Of course he knew that he could not refute what his sister said. He had to agree even if he agreed, or he had to agree even if he didn't. But if he really didn't want to deal with political affairs, it would be great if he could just be his eldest young master easily.
, why do you have to let him do these things!
Sometimes, Feng Liting really doesn't understand.
But he had to listen to Feng Jiaoxue.
Because the most important person in his life is his sister Feng Jixue. He has almost no idea about his parents. From childhood to adulthood, he has only seen his father a limited number of times, let alone any profound understanding.
Love is broken. The only love we have is probably just blood ties.
Feng Jiaxue was different. He was brought up by her. Although she was a sister, she loved and respected him just like her parents. Therefore, as long as Feng Jiaxue said it, sometimes no matter whether he liked it or not,
He will listen.
"I have something to do. You don't need to ask any more questions. Just do your own thing." Feng Jixue said in a deep voice: "Ting'er, you have grown up. You can no longer point your fingers at me for everything like before.
Go deal with it, there will always be times when I am not with you, and I will always have my own things to do, so I will not always be there for you. Do you understand?"
Feng Liting looked at Feng Jixue and nodded.
He still understands this truth. Indeed, since he was a child, he has relied on his sister to handle everything. As time goes by, he has developed a habit of not wanting to care or worry about anything. Anyway, as long as he tells his sister, she will handle it well.
Yes. But my sister also has her own life and things she wants to do. She can't always follow him and clean up his mess.
Moreover, he also hopes that his sister can find a happy life. Although his sister will inherit the throne, this does not prevent her from finding the other half she wants. He cannot rely on his sister forever and delay her life.