Feng Xi made a mistake again tonight and came back just to report the news.
Aunt Cui asked Hua Rong to leave first on the grounds that she needed to rest.
After Feng Xi left, Aunt Cui looked at Hua Rong, who had a somewhat sad look in her eyes.
She whispered: "Your Majesty, this Granny Jiang, I will find a way to get rid of her first."
Hua Rong nodded, but it was obvious that this was not what he was thinking about now.
"Is the Lord still worried that Feng Ling will not be able to win the favor of the prince?"
Aunt Cui said with a smile: "Although the prince only has Chu Qianli in his heart now, as long as Feng Ling is always by the prince's side and is so similar to Chu Qianli, in time, the prince will definitely have Feng Ling in his heart.
A place for you.”
"How long will it take?" Hua Rong was really worried.
My son has such strong feelings for Chu Qianli, what should I do?
"Chu Qianli is not a good person like her mother. Xuan'er just doesn't know about many things."
One day, Xuan'er will be able to see clearly the hypocrisy and viciousness of Chu Qianli and her daughter.
By then, her Xuan'er will no longer be bewitched by that witch!
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After seeing off the four emperor brothers, Feng Wuya returned to his dormitory.
There is still more than an hour before dawn.
I've been up all night, and until now, I don't even feel sleepy.
Maybe I'm already feeling sleepy, but I always feel that there are still some things that I haven't finished today.
Tossing and turning, he couldn't help but get up, put on his robe, and went out.
The most inconspicuous room in the corner of the west wing is actually still lit.
Feng Wuya's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, he walked over quickly and knocked on the door.
"I don't need anything. You can go back and rest."
Inside, a woman's slightly hoarse voice came.
Recently, her voice has become hoarse than before, which is obviously a sequelae of not getting enough rest.
Feng Wuya was silent for a moment, and then he pushed the door open.
Seeing him, Long Xinghe was a little surprised, thinking that Jiang Tao was coming to bring her food and drink again.
"It's already this hour, why aren't you sleeping yet? You're not feeling well, so don't stay up late."
She put down what she was holding, stood up, and stared at him: "I'll take you back to rest."
"I'm not a child." Feng Wuya was a little angry.
In her eyes, she seems to always be the child who will never grow up and needs to be taken care of.
Just like now, her intention is very clear. After sending him back to rest and taking good care of him, she will come back here and continue what she has not finished.
She stayed up late doing things herself, so why should she let him go back to rest?
Long Xinghe was just stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "No one thinks you are a child, but your body has not fully recovered yet, so you should not be tired."
"When have I ever been tired?"
Life was indeed going very well, and the word "tired" had nothing to do with him.
Everyone is protecting him as a fragile doll!
"You still know you can't stay up late, what are you doing now?"
Feng Wuya walked over, his eyes locked on the hand-grinding tool on the table.
The things are very precise, and the design is very particular. Without superb craftsmanship and skills, it would never be possible.
"arms?"
It looks very powerful.
Feng Wuya's interest was instantly raised.
He sat down at the table and wanted to get the small things on the table.
Long Xinghe said hurriedly: "Don't move around. It's not ready yet. The current mechanism is not stable. If you accidentally touch it, the needle will shoot out and hurt yourself."
Although Feng Wuya was curious, he was still a little unhappy: "Ali asked you to do it again? How long will she continue to exploit you?"
