After all the next things have been discussed, we are ready to return to Feng Country.
In the evening, when the moon and stars were dim, Feng Wu stood in front of the window, looking up at the stars in the sky, blinking and missing home.
Qin Yichuan's cold breath enveloped her, and Feng Wu lay in his arms: "Husband, why don't you ask me why I want to go back in such a hurry? Aren't you curious?"
Qin Yichuan's golden eyes flashed, and he frowned slightly: "If you want to speak, I will naturally say it. It's just that I don't like your master."
Qin Yichuan said it straightforwardly.
Feng Wu, you looked at him with a trace of confusion in your eyes: "Why is the wizard father not in your sight?"
Qin Yichuan didn't say anything, just snorted coldly.
Feng Wu stared at him, then smiled in realization, and pulled his face: "Why are you so jealous of everyone? If that's the case, when I meet dad, wouldn't you be in the house all day long?
In a jar of vinegar?"
When Feng Wu thought about that scene, she felt funny. She knew Dongfang Zhi's temper best. Now that this person had snatched his daughter, she was not happy to begin with.
Now that two jealous people have come together, this scene is exciting to think about.
But she had to rush back quickly, otherwise when her father got the news, Master Hua and Poria might not be able to suppress him for long.
Let Xiaopang go back first, hoping that he can dare to rush back before his father knows that something happened to him.
Qin Yichuan said no more, but used actions to express his silent protest.
He directly lowered his head and kissed that chattering little mouth.
In front of the flowers and under the moon, there are beautiful figures, and the fallen leaves picked up by the breeze ripple gently in the air and fall slowly.
The news of Princess Jiahe's accident came out as soon as possible, and without even verifying it, it was quickly passed back by the envoys stationed in the country.
Naturally, it didn't cause much of a stir, because in everyone's perception, it was an expected thing.
"Dead." In the study, Feng Qiming rubbed his temples. These two words were full of deep helplessness. Perhaps this was the shackles of being in the royal family but unable to break free.
Feng Qiming sat there alone, a little thin, and it took him a long time to stand up: "Help me burn some paper money."
"yes."
At least one person can remember her, a sister who never received royal protection, but ultimately sacrificed her life for the benefit of the royal family.
"Dead." The one with a different attitude from Feng Qiming was the imperial concubine Su Wan, whose tone could not be more plain.
"If you die, just die. Before you die, you became the Crown Princess. This honor is something she will never be able to enjoy in her whole life by staying in the cold palace. She still has to thank me." A flash of light flashed in Su Wan's eyes.
smile.
Feng Zhixue curled her lips in disdain. She was the most noble princess in the Feng Kingdom.
"Dead?" Song Yu sighed, and gently fiddled with the red nails on her hands.
"What a pitiful man. It's so sad to be in the palace."
When this incident came to the ears of Emperor Feng Di, it was just brushed aside without causing any waves.
The indifference of people in the palace can be expected, but in Dongchang it can cause a huge wave of chaos.
Hua Jie took the news he had received, clenching and loosening his fists again and again, with a serious look on his face.
"What's the news about father?" Fuling heard the movement outside and just finished what she was doing and walked out.
Then he saw Hua Jie standing at the door of the governor with a blue face, in a dilemma, with a chill all over his body.
When Hua Jie saw his daughter coming, he lowered his eyelids, not wanting his daughter to see it. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he still handed over the message in his hand.