The corners of Mr. Nalan's mouth twitched again a few times. He suddenly exhaled and felt relaxed.
"If that's the case... Your Majesty, he... did not disappoint Yan'er."
At that time, Yan'er had only passed away a year ago, but His Majesty had made such a big mistake. Yan'er had always been arrogant and could not get rid of the sand in her eyes. How sad would she have been if she had known?
Fortunately, His Majesty did not disappoint her...
Even if His Majesty never has a wife, that is His Majesty's business, but... the old man has never thought of this, he will never marry.
If His Majesty meets a suitable woman with an excellent temperament, he also hopes that His Majesty can let go of the past and regain happiness.
But that has to wait three to five years. Yan'er only died a year ago, and he did such a thing. How could he not be angry?
"You should be right. My father has been cheated on." Feng Ruqing pursed her lips, a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Grandpa, you don't have to worry about this matter for now. I will have someone check it out, whether it is
No one can harm my father!"
Old Man Nalan opened his mouth, but finally nodded: "Okay, grandpa believes in your current strength."
Qing'er has grown up and can take charge of his own business. He is very relieved.
"It's getting late, you go back first, don't let uncle and the others worry." Feng Ruqing put away the cold light in her eyes and raised a smile on her fat face.
Mr. Nalan sighed: "Qing'er, don't forget to visit me when you have time."
"I will..."
When Feng Ruqing said this, Mr. Nalan turned back three times and left reluctantly.
He didn't see that after he left, Feng Ruqing kicked away a few stones nearby and walked outside the palace as if nothing had happened.
In any case, there are many informants in this palace, so from the very beginning, she had secretly arranged the formation so that no one could hear the conversation within the formation.
As for this formation... of course it was blackmailed from Fuchen.
Fuchen had all the treasures in his hands extorted by her, but...he had so many things in his mind that he couldn't use them in vain.
…
The grass is green and quiet.
Fuchen buried his body in the grass, facing the dazzling sun in the sky, with a face full of grievances.
"Brother Fuchen, please eat some too."
Qinghan pulled up a handful of grass from the ground and handed it to Fuchen. Her big eyes flickered, bright and cute.
"I don't!" Fuchen snorted, "My dignity tells me that I must not eat grass. I won't eat it even if I starve to death!"
"But..." Qinghan curled her lips and sighed softly, "Without the third-level elixir, what difference does other elixirs have to us, like grass?"
"..."
What she said actually makes sense!
So, when Feng Ruqing appeared in the space, she saw two little guys gnawing grass?
The two little guys also felt her appearance, they both raised their heads and looked at her with sad eyes.
The corners of their mouths were still stained with dirt, looking pitiful like two little beggars who had been hungry for a long time.
Feng Ruqing: "..."
In order to save some money, did she go too far with these two guys?
"Ahem," Feng Ruqing coughed twice as she felt those two pairs of resentful eyes, feeling a little embarrassed, "I bought some third-level elixirs from the elixir shop on the first floor today..."
Fuchen's breath tightened, and tears welled up in his eyes.