Man Yue herself didn't like to read that book, she didn't know a few words at all, and it made her eyes hurt from reading it.

After listening to Feng Jiuqing's words, she happily looked forward to the day when she would be able to watch the show.

With such a rare thing, Feng Xiye naturally did not forget those ministers who worked hard all year round. He invited them to the palace to enjoy this opera from the Great Yan Dynasty.

The colorful clothes of the various characters on the stage make the eyes of those from the Western Regions who have never seen a show go straight.

In particular, this troupe specially sang in the Western dialect so that these people from the Western Regions who knew little about the Mandarin of the Central Plains could understand it.

Feng Jiuqing also saw something new. Her eyebrows were relaxed at this moment, and her already beautiful face seemed to be glowing.

She looked at the people on the stage, but Feng Xiye beside her kept looking at her without moving her eyes.

Feng Yu looked at her beloved brother who was fascinated by Feng Jiu. She clenched her fists and dug her nails into her flesh without even noticing.

She must find a way to separate the two of them. Her brother is her only relative, and she can no longer let Feng Jiuqing take him away.

Looking at Feng Jiuqing's beautiful face, she subconsciously touched her bumpy face, and a sense of hatred built up in her eyes.

Didn't Qin Huawu want to vent your anger? I'll let your face rot like mine, and see if those people surrounding you will still trust you.

In order to separate Feng Jiuqing and Feng Yu, Feng Xiye deliberately arranged their positions far apart. It took Feng Yu a long time to get through the crowd. She moved in small steps to where Feng Xiye and Feng Jiu were.

Qing's side.

As soon as he blinked his eyes, his eyes turned red.

"elder brother."

Feng Xiye frowned slightly when he heard her weak voice.

"Didn't I ask you to watch the show over there?"

Feng Yu shook her head, "From now on, we and Sister Jiu'er will be a family. I just want to talk to her."

She smiled weakly at Feng Xiye and said, "Brother, don't worry, I know sister Jiu'er is very important to you, so as long as she is a little unhappy, Yu'er will leave and I will never offend her.

I won’t let you two quarrel.”

This pitiful look made Feng Xiye feel a little distressed. After all, it was her biological sister who had suffered so much for her, and now she had to be careful in front of Feng Jiuqing for him.

He felt a little distressed, closed his eyes, reached out and touched Feng Yu's soft hair and said, "Brother, I'm sorry for you."

Feng Yu weakly shook her head, "Brother, don't say that. You are Yu'er's only brother. Whatever I do for you is worth it."

Without Feng Xiye's obstruction, Feng Yu sat next to Feng Jiuqing naturally.

"Sister Jiu'er."

Feng Jiuqing was fascinated by the play. Suddenly, a slightly uncomfortable floral fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. When she looked up, she saw the veiled face of Miaoyu.

She frowned and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing here?"

Feng Yu blinked innocently, "Of course I want to have a good relationship with sister Jiu'er. Don't you like the things that Yu'er gave you before? Why do you want people to throw them away?"

She looked like she was going to fall down when the wind blew, which made Feng Jiuqing feel a chill. She nodded honestly, "Yes, I don't like anything you give me, so don't give it to me in the future."

, no matter how much you give, I will have people throw it out."

Feng Yu didn't expect that she would still treat her like this in front of Feng Xiye, and she almost couldn't keep the smile on her face.

"I don't know if Sister Jiu'er has anything she particularly likes. When the time comes, Yu'er will specially give you a separate copy, so that you won't dislike it."

Hearing what she said, Feng Jiuqing seemed to be very interested and nodded, "I do have something I really like. If you can give it to me, that's not a problem."

A vicious smile appeared in Feng Yu's eyes, and then she heard Feng Jiuqing say slowly: "If you can stay away from me, I will still be very happy, because I will not be able to eat when I see you. Although your face

Even though I’m covered, I still feel sick when I think about it.”

These words simply tore off Feng Yu's self-esteem and put it under his feet.

Feng Yu stiffened her face and looked at Feng Xiye, her eyes filled with tears.

"Jiu'er, Yu'er really wants to apologize to you, don't go too far."

Feng Jiuqing curled her lips, "I've already told you, no matter how she apologizes, I won't like her, so why do you want to humiliate yourself in front of me?"

This was said to Feng Xiye, brother and sister, but her eyes were fixed on Feng Yu alone.

Feng Yu tossed her sleeves, covered her face and ran out.

Feng Xiye glanced at Feng Jiuqing, her face full of helplessness, and then followed Feng Yu out.

Even though there were no annoying flies around, Feng Jiuqing couldn't stand the show any longer.

The scene where a heartless man returns home after becoming famous and abandons his wife and children is being played on the stage. The ladies and ladies in the audience watched it with gusto, and some even wiped away tears.

Her bored eyes wandered around the crowd, and suddenly a pair of deep black eyes made her pupils dilate slightly.

Even with just one glance, she could be extremely sure of that person's identity.

Why did Nangong Ling appear in the palace in the Western Regions? Many thoughts made it impossible for her to maintain her calmness. She poured herself a glass of water with trembling hands, and then gradually calmed down her turbulent emotions.

Man Yue noticed something strange about her, "Young Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I'm going to go out and take a breath first. Don't follow me."

"Okay." Although she felt strange, Man Yue had already been attracted by the babbling sounds on the stage, so she followed her.

Feng Jiuqing headed in the direction where she saw the man just now.

But when she got there, she didn't see anything. She shook her head and said, "It's true that the poison is so deep that I'm hallucinating."

As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of big hands suddenly covered her mouth, also covering the exclamation she was about to blurt out.

There was a familiar smell between her breaths, which made her feel extremely at ease.

She looked up tremblingly and saw that familiar face, which overlapped with her vague memory. The name was hot on the tip of her tongue, "Nangong Ling."

"I am here."

Nangong Ling's hands tightly hugged Feng Jiuqing's slender waist, and he led her gently through the palace in Yandu and arrived at a quiet plum garden.

Now is the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the fragrance of plum blossoms lingers on the tip of their noses, but neither of them has any intention to appreciate it.

Nangong Ling used her own eyes to describe Feng Jiuqing's eyebrows, and her voice was a little hoarse.
Chapter completed!