Nan Qing, who should have been panicked, seemed particularly calm tonight for some unknown reason.
There is even an unexpected peace.
Han Shang Palace was sent away by her, and there was no one else in the palace except the two of them.
"I should have known that one of you would always come to me."
She sat on the couch and looked at the man standing in sight.
This young man is extremely handsome and indeed has the demeanor of Prince Fengxuan in the past.
He should have guessed it a long time ago. From the first time he saw this child, Nan Qing knew that he was different.
Not only because of his handsome face that is unrivaled in the world, but also because of the noble and elegant kingly aura about him.
Sure enough, he is from the royal family.
Compared with the current Chu royal family, the Feng royal family of Fengxuan Kingdom is the most orthodox and the most ancient royal bloodline.
"I..." Nan Qing looked at him. At this time, he didn't want to ask for any forgiveness.
In her heart, she regretted it.
"If I have any regrets in my life, one of them is that I killed your father, or even your entire clan."
She had no doubt at all about Feng Liye's words.
As long as the other person walks forward, you can feel his temperament that cannot be ignored.
Who else could have such a powerful aura except the most noble heir of the royal family?
"Your Majesty, can I ask you something?"
"Say!" Feng Liye said with an expressionless face, holding a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword had an unusually cold aura.
Nan Qing knew that he couldn't escape tonight.
Perhaps, this was a fate that had its own fate, and tonight she had a faint feeling that something was wrong.
If it weren't for her good martial arts skills, she wouldn't have been able to detect Feng Liye lurking.
But she just felt that she was doomed tonight.
Therefore, Nanyang was sent back and Han Shanggong was transferred.
It would be better for her to face this calamity by herself.
"All the mistakes were made by me alone and have nothing to do with Qing'er."
"She wasn't born yet." Feng Liye pursed her lips and said.
Nan Qing finally felt relieved after hearing this.
He would not blame Chu Qingge for this hatred.
If you don't complain, it will be fine.
"My Qing'er is such a good boy, but it's a pity that you are not suitable."
He has the blood of the Fengxuan Kingdom's royal family flowing in his body. In the future, he will inevitably overthrow the Chu State and rebuild his Fengxuan Kingdom.
He will eventually be the king of a country.
And Qing'er is now the Queen of the Southern Jin Dynasty.
A country cannot live without a king for a day, whether it is Fengxuan Kingdom or Southern Jin Dynasty, it is the same.
Feng Liye didn't speak, but her deep eyes revealed a trace of almost invisible warmth.
Amid the chill that filled his body, this glimmer of warmth was rare.
Sure enough, there is still love.
It's just a pity.
Nan Qing looked at him and said warmly: "After I die, the grievances between Feng Xuanguo and me in the Southern Jin Dynasty will be wiped out, okay?"
Feng Liye didn't say anything, and Nan Qing said again: "When will the injustice be repaid? The people who suffer in the end are always the people."
"The Crown Prince wants to rebuild the Fengxuan Kingdom, and foreign aid is very important to you. And I, Qing'er, have just taken charge of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and she also needs help."
"Although you are not related by fate, you can be the best comrades on the battlefield."
Nan Qing slowly stood up, looked at the long sword in Feng Liye's hand, and slowly walked towards him.
"Your Majesty, after this sword strike, the grudges between the two countries will disappear, okay?"
