Before Feng Jiuqing had time to think about it, she heard a cheer from the crowd. She raised her eyebrows and saw a man with a scarred face and agile skills standing in the middle of the competition field.

Facing the burly challenger, he easily threw him to the ground.

Feng Jiuqing frowned slightly, feeling a little strange. She had never seen this person before, but she felt inexplicably familiar with him.

Feng Xiye, who was sitting next to her, tapped her fingers lightly on the table and moved her head little by little. She was obviously very satisfied with the performance of this warrior.

He turned his head to look at Feng Jiuqing and asked casually: "Although this person is a little thinner, he is very explosive and is a good prospect, don't you think so?"

Feng Jiuqing glanced at him lightly, "Is my opinion important to you?"

The opponent laughed twice and then turned his attention to the competition field again. He looked blankly and thought for a moment, and his voice sounded softly in Feng Jiuqing's ears.

"Jiu'er, as long as you don't steal the throne of the Western Region from me, I will rely on you in everything. Can we be the same as before?"

Feng Jiuqing curled her red lips, only to hear his hypocrisy, and sneered in a cold voice: "Okay, I don't want the country of the Western Regions, I want the life of Young Master Feng Xi Yefeng, will you give it to me?"

Hearing this, Feng Xiye looked shocked and looked at Feng Jiuqing seriously, as if she didn't recognize the person in front of her.

But after reacting, I suddenly felt that what she said was ridiculous.

"If Jiu'er has that ability, why wouldn't I be unwilling?"

Feng Jiuqing understood what he meant. If he was not confident enough to control the Western Region, how could he let her come back?

After saying that, Feng Xiye looked at her expression and felt that these words were too cruel for Feng Jiuqing, "Jiu'er, don't hate me. Things like running the country should be left to us men."

"You are the only one in my heart. Brother Xiye promised you that you will always be the only one in this life."

Feng Jiuqing raised her eyes and looked at him, her eyes cold and unconcerned, "Young Master Feng, whom everyone praises, is so hypocritical to win people over. Why didn't you notice it before?"

If she must stay in the Western Region, she will only choose two paths - she will either die or get back everything that belongs to Feng Jiuqing. Otherwise, there will be no third outcome.

"As long as you are happy, Jiuer, I have already asked someone to make arrangements. Soon, we will get married."

Feng Xiye only thought that she was showing off her rhetoric and didn't take it to heart.

It's just that that face no longer looks innocent, it has a little more tenacity and maturity, and he doesn't like it.

She was clearly right in front of him, but he still felt that she was so far away from him. This made him feel even more anxious than when she was still far away in the Great Yan Dynasty.

The two people on the throne were absent-minded, but the courtiers and people below were all enthusiastic, and the archery competition soon came to an end.

The man who looked unremarkable came out on top.

Feng Xiye shook off the strange feeling in her heart, stood up and clapped her hands excitedly amidst the fierce cheers, "Okay, our men from the Western Region are really becoming more and more brave."

He lowered his head to Feng Jiuqing's ear and asked jokingly: "Jiu'er, how do you think we should reward this warrior?"

Feng Jiuqing looked at the strange pair of light blue eyes with a hint of black, and her heart was shocked, but her face was very calm, and she yawned pretending to be very tired.

He said vaguely: "Just follow the past rules."

She couldn't act too eager, otherwise it would arouse Feng Xiye's suspicion.

Feng Xiye really had no doubts.

Seeing Feng Jiuqing squinting her eyes and looking lazy, she waved her hand and said: "What is the name of this strong man? Since you came first in this archery competition, you are also a rare talent. I don't know.

Are you willing to stay on duty in Yandu?"

Yandu is the capital of the Western Regions. Apart from the borders, this is the place where the most soldiers and generals are stationed in the Western Regions.

And most of them are Feng Xiye's confidants.

"Xi Qing, a grassroots citizen, is willing to serve the Young Master and Young Master Feng, and I would like to thank Young Master Feng for his promotion."

"Then you go back to the inn and wait for the notice. When the writing is completed in a few days, someone will send it to you personally."

A dark light flashed in Feng Jiuqing's eyes. All documents were lies. He just wanted to take the opportunity to investigate Xi Qing's background and see if he was really worthy of his reuse.

It would be fine if Xi Qing's identity was innocent, but if he was a spy sent by a certain family to monitor Feng Xiye, then what he was waiting for might not be the official document from the court, but the killer sent by Feng Xiye.

She took a deep look at Xi Qing, and saw that he seemed to be looking at her with his peripheral vision. His face covered with scars clearly looked like a native of the Western Regions, but he could vaguely see the delicacy of a Dayan native.

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Could it be what she thought?

Before she could think clearly, Wan Yanjuan suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

"Now that the young master is back, why do you stay in the house and don't come out to see anyone? Are some people not letting you come out?"

Feng Jiuqing turned around and found that Wanyan Cheng was already facing Feng Xiye.

The follower chasing after Feng Jiuqing has grown up, and now stands tall and straight in the center of the competition field, facing Feng Xiye's scrutiny without fear.

"Young Master has just come back not long ago. He has been tired from traveling all the way and needs a good rest. There will be plenty of time to move around in the future. Instead of criticizing my character here, I would rather take care of myself."

Feng Xiye wanted Feng Jiuqing to come out and go through the motions today, so that people would know that he kept his promise and really brought Feng Jiuqing back from the Great Yan Dynasty. At the same time, he also wanted the whole world to see that he and Feng Jiuqing were together.

I am extremely determined to get married.

Faced with Feng Xiye's high-sounding words, Wan Yanlun did not give in at all.

"But the Western Region is the Young Master's Western Region after all. I'm afraid that you have taken over it for so long without justification, and you have long forgotten about it."

"presumptuous!"

Even though many people had surrendered to Feng Xiye, they were still somewhat dissatisfied. They all looked at him with suspicion, which made him a little angry.

Feng Jiuqing pursed her lips. Although she was very moved by Wan Yanchen's righteous speech, she didn't want him to really anger someone like Feng Xiye who was determined to retaliate.

"Okay, Mr. Feng is right. I have indeed been feeling a little uncomfortable these past two days. It would be good to rest for two days."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wanyan looked at her with an expression of hatred, as if she were King Zhou of Yin who was bewitched by the little goblin.

Feng Jiuqing couldn't help but curled her lips, "I haven't seen the young master and Prince Chun for a long time. It's just that I haven't been back for a long time, and the people around me are no longer comfortable with it. Mr. Feng, you should make the arrangements.

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Feng Xiye frowned. He actually didn't like people calling him Mr. Feng at all. These three words came out of Feng Jiuqing's mouth, which made him feel very unhappy.

His face was gloomy, "Jiu'er is not in good health, so it's better not to receive guests."

The smile on Feng Jiuqing's face gradually disappeared, and her tone also took on a hint of toughness.

"My young master and Prince Chun are childhood sweethearts. When we left the Western Region, he was still far away in the frontier. This time we finally have a chance to have a good talk when we come back. Mr. Feng shouldn't stop him, right?"

Although the last sentence was a question, it contained a slight threat. In front of so many people, Feng Xiye felt like he was riding a tiger. He laughed angrily, but did not refuse again.

"That's of course. It just so happens that I and Prince Chun haven't had a good conversation. Let's take this opportunity today for the three of us to have a good chat."

After saying this, before Feng Jiuqing could say anything else to Wanyan Chun, he waved his hand and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!