The Empress felt a bit uncomfortable being stared at by him. They really had not seen each other for twelve years. The once immature and delicate youth had now grown into a handsome man. Even she had heard of Young Master Feng San's reputation in the capital, even in the palace. She still remembered that year. On the night before her wedding, it was raining heavily. That youth had dodged the heavy guards of the Hua Country Manor and arrived in front of her door. His face was filled with apprehension as he asked her, "Can you not marry Prince Qi?"
When she shook her head, the young man's eyes, which were as bright as the stars, slowly turned dark and dull. At that time, she did not understand the youth's thoughts. She only thought that he was reluctant to part with his older sister who had taken care of him again. But when she saw the youth glance at her with disappointment and dejectedly leave, she did not know why but her heart felt heavy and she could not help but cry. Slowly, she understood why the youth was disappointed, but they had already drifted apart. She was Prince Qi's wife and the Empress of Da Chu State. He was still the Feng family's third young master, but his youth was famous in the capital. In reality, perhaps it was best to never see each other.
"Ah Yao, how have you been these years?" After a long time, the Empress finally broke the silence.
"Don't call me Ah Yao!" Feng Zhiyao glared and growled. The Empress was surprised and suddenly remembered that she had also called the young Mo Xiuyao Ah Yao. Although the characters were different, they all sounded the same. So every time she called him Ah Yao, he would always throw a tantrum. But it seemed that she could not find another name, so she continued to call him that. Thinking of this, the Empress couldn't help but smile. Feng Zhiyao clearly remembered the embarrassing events of his youth. His expression stiffened as he turned his face away. The light in the hall was a bit dim, so it was impossible to see if he was blushing.
The Empress stood and said with a faint smile: "You're already this old, yet you're still throwing a tantrum? You didn't come to the palace so late just to see me. Is there something you need? "
Feng Zhiyao looked at her beautiful face under the light and suddenly said: "Leave with me!"
"Leave with me!" Looking at the woman in front of him who was clearly frightened, Feng Zhiyao repeated in a deep voice.
The Empress was shocked by his words. After a while, she recovered and shook her head. A trace of anger rose in Feng Zhiyao's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why?" The Empress lowered her eyes, hiding the sadness and sadness in her eyes. She raised her eyes to look at Feng Zhiyao, but there was a faint smile on her face as she said, "I am the Emperor's wife, the Empress of Da Chu State. Anyone can leave, but I can't. " Although she didn't have the so-called love between a man and a woman towards Mo Jingqi, she didn't feel any dissatisfaction when the previous Emperor appointed their marriage. Since that was the case, whether the future was good or bad, it had nothing to do with others. She and Mo Jingqi were husband and wife, and he was the father of her daughter. She didn't love him, but she had to accompany him. In the past, she didn't understand Feng Zhiyao's thoughts. Now that she understood, she couldn't go with him. Taking away the Empress of Da Chu State from the Da Chu Palace was not a good thing for Feng Zhiyao.
Feng Zhiyao stared fiercely at the Empress' calm smile, almost biting his lips until they bled.
The Empress looked at him and said in a quiet voice, "You're not young anymore. I heard that Princess Ding is already pregnant. You and Prince Ding are the same age, so you should have found a good girl to marry a long time ago. A 'Yao, jiejie thanks you for coming to see me. But … don't come back in the future. The palace isn't a place where you can come and go as you please. It's not good for you or me. "Feng Zhiyao suddenly stood up and stared at the Imperial Family," Good! Good! It was my own unrequited love. I shouldn't have come to disturb the Empress' life. I'll leave now! "Although he said this, his feet didn't move at all. Once he said this, Feng Zhiyao's heart was filled with regret. He knew that she only said this to chase him away, not because she was afraid he would bring trouble to her. The Empress sighed softly and said, "You really have a childish temper. Go back."
Feng Zhiyao stared at the Empress and couldn't speak for a while. He wanted to tell the Empress what Mo Jingqi had done. He wanted to tell the Empress that Prince Ding definitely would not let go of Mo Jingqi. He wanted to beg her to leave with him. But he understood her. Even if she knew this, she would not leave with him. Because ever since she stepped onto the Qi Wang Fu's bridal sedan, her life's glory and disgrace were all tied to Mo Jingqi. Even if Mo Jingqi really became the ruler of a destroyed country, she would only accompany him to die for the country.
"Is it that no matter what Mo Jingqi does, you will not leave him?!" Feng Zhiyao said coldly. The Empress paused. She was a very intelligent woman. Hearing Feng Zhiyao say this, she understood that Mo Jingqi must have done something that he should not have done. A faint bitter smile rose to her lips and she said, "As the Empress, it is my fault that I cannot advise the Emperor. If something happens, I can only bear it with him. Ah Yao, leave. Don't come back. If there is a chance in the future, help me … take care of Changle. " Feng Zhiyao was silent. Although young master Feng San was quick-witted and eloquent, he would never be a match for her. She only had to look at him indifferently, and he would not be able to say anything. After a long silence, Feng Zhiyao nodded. He looked at the Empress and said, "Okay, I'm leaving … take care of yourself …"
Seeing Feng Zhiyao quickly disappear into the night through the window, the Empress stared dazedly at the flickering candlelight in front of her. After a long time, she only gave a faint sigh.
Feng Zhiyao walked out of the palace gate, passed through the streets, alleys, courtyards, and pavilions of the capital, and landed in the backyard of Qingcheng Lane with dew and coldness. At this time, it was already four o 'clock in the morning. Even such a place of prostitution had long returned to tranquility. Feng Zhiyao stepped into Indulgence, kicked open the door and walked in. Leng Haoyu, who was waiting inside, was startled by him. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Feng Zhiyao shook his head, walked to the table and sat down. He grabbed a pot of wine on the table and raised his head to pour it into his mouth. Leng Haoyu supported his chin and looked at him. He knew that he must have encountered something bad. He reached out and patted Feng Zhiyao's shoulder and said, "What can't you get over it? Later, this brother will drink with you for three days and three nights until we are drunk. But now … how did you go to the palace? Did you find the whereabouts of the Biluo Flower? "
Feng Zhiyao put down the wine pot, frowned and shook his head, "Qi Lin's people almost turned Mo Jingqi's palace upside down, but there was not the slightest trace of it. Leng Haoyu frowned and said, "Could it be that Tan Jizhi lied to us?" Feng Zhiyao shook his head and said, "No, the Holy Maiden of Nanjiang is still locked up in the Northwest. The Crown Princess of Nanjiang and Young Master Qingchen are good friends. If the Holy Maiden of Nanjiang dies, Tan Jizhi's power in Nanzhao will be gone. " Leng Haoyu knocked his forehead with some distress. After thinking for a while, he looked up at Feng Zhiyao and asked, "If we directly ask Mo Jingqi, do you think it's possible?"
"Ask Mo Jingqi?" Feng Zhiyao was stunned and looked at Leng Haoyu in confusion.
Leng Haoyu shook his folding fan and said, "I'm afraid that in this world, other than Mo Jingqi himself, no one knows where he hid the Biluo Flower. If we don't ask the question, what else can we do? Whether it's your time or Prince's body, they can't withstand our slow work. " Feng Zhiyao had to admit that Leng Haoyu was right. He couldn't stay in the capital for too long. Moreover, Mr. Shen also mentioned that although Prince's body might not completely lose control in two years due to the effects of the Phoenix Tail Grass, it wouldn't be too long. And now, more than a year and a half had passed. Calculating their time, they could afford to wait, but Prince's body couldn't. After pondering for a long time, Feng Zhiyao said, "I need to think about this carefully. Oh right, how is the Raging Flame Lotus in the Northern Tribes?"
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