There was sweet fruit wine on the table. After listening to Feng Yu's words, Feng Jiuqing took a sip.

"It's good to know." Facing Feng Yu, Feng Jiuqing never hesitated to express her disgust.

These words were like a biting wind blowing into Feng Yu's eyes, making her eyes turn red instantly.

She had a pitiful face and she didn't say a word, but it was better than a thousand words.

Feng Xiye glanced at Feng Jiuqing, and the meaning was self-evident.

"What's going on? Is the sand lost in your eyes?" Feng Jiuqing pretended to have just seen Feng Yu, and the worry on her face seemed exaggerated and not serious.

"Okay, Jiu'er, please stop making fun of Yu'er, she has a thin face."

Because of Feng Xiye's promise, Feng Jiuqing didn't say anything anymore, so she slowly enjoyed the impersonal New Year's Eve dinner.

I don't know what Feng Xiye promised to Feng Yu in private. With a look from him, Feng Yu became quiet. Although the meal was very quiet, nothing happened at all.

After dinner, Feng Jiuqing finally understood what Feng Xiye had planned.

"Yu'er has suffered a lot outside. Now that she's back, I have to compensate her."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuqing raised her eyes to look at him with doubts in her eyes.

Feng Xiye spoke slowly, "I plan to give Jiuer the title of princess."

Although he talked about it, it was not in a discussion tone.

"Oh." Feng Jiuqing rinsed her mouth, looking unconcerned.

Feng Yu lowered her eyes, a touch of excitement flashed in her eyes, but when she raised her head, she became reserved and said, "Thank you, Sister Jiu'er."

The sound was so sweet that Feng Jiuqing felt her back begin to feel numb.

"When the meal is over, I won't leave you alone."

Feng Xiye knew that the relationship between the two was not good, so she didn't force anything.

"Then Jiu'er, you have a good rest first, and Yu'er and I won't disturb you for now. I'll come find you again in the evening."

Feng Jiuqing frowned, but Feng Xiye had already decided on her own, "This year is different from usual. We have to spend it together."

Then he took Feng Yu out.

The two people who came out of the house were talking and laughing, completely different from the way they just acted like they didn't know each other.

Feng Yu's eyes were smiling, filled with trust in Feng Xiye, her brother.

"Brother, are you too kind to Sister Jiu'er?" She made insinuations, testing Feng Jiuqing's position in Feng Xiye's heart.

"It's all right. We were sorry for her in the past, but my brother will make it up to her in the future, so I wronged you." Feng Xiye looked at Feng Yu, her tone serious and solemn.

Feng Yu even felt that he seemed to know that she was duplicitous. Her eyes flashed, "As long as brother feels happy, that's fine."

Anyone is good, why does it have to be that woman Feng Jiuqing?

She lowered her head, a trace of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Suddenly a pair of big hands placed on the top of her head and caressed her gently.

"Brother knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances. I will try my best to compensate you and give you the best, but you can't touch her. Otherwise, even if you are my sister, I will not be merciful."

The smile on Feng Yu's face froze for a moment, but she hid the unnaturalness very well.

"Yu'er got it." Her fingers hidden in her sleeves clenched together gently, and her nails pierced the skin of her palms and dug into the flesh. She felt a little pain and relaxed the strength in her hands.

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"You are not young anymore. There were many young talents looking at you when you came back."

Feng Yu looked at Feng Xiye with panic in her eyes, "What do you mean, brother?"

"My parents have entrusted you to me, so I will naturally treat you well. There are so many good men in the Western Region. If you like anyone, my brother can arrange it for you."

"No." Feng Yu's voice was high, and the madness that had been hidden under her cute face was almost uncontrollable.

"Yu'er doesn't want to go anywhere. Could it be that my brother dislikes Yu'er and wants to send Yu'er to someone else?"

Her voice was hysterical.

Feng Xiye sighed and comforted: "Of course that's not what I meant. I just hope you can find someone you can entrust to me as soon as possible, so that you won't be obsessed with Nangong Ling."

The Western Regions and the Great Yan Dynasty have become incompatible due to generations of grievances.

What's more, the relationship between Feng Jiuqing and Nangong Ling is so delicate, Feng Xiye doesn't want her sister to have any contact with Nangong Ling anymore.

Hearing this, Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and her crazy face gradually calmed down.

But giving up Nangong Ling... she was a little reluctant.

The current Nangong Ling is not very kind to her, but the former Nangong Ling simply held her in the palm of his hand.

It made her feel the feeling of being held in someone's hand even when she was alone.

"Yu'er is not young anymore. She has her own decisions to make on her own matters."

Feng Xiye, who never expected Feng Yu to answer like this, her eyes gradually turned cold.

"Yu'er! Do you think he will be tolerant to you knowing you are my sister?"

Feng Yu was speechless, but she didn't want to give up just like that, "Brother, don't worry, Yu'er knows what's appropriate."

She showed that pitiful expression again, and tears seemed to fall down the next moment.

"That's all, you just came back, and it's not like my brother has made you too sad, so let's not mention this matter for now."

Feng Yu rolled her eyes and said, "Thank you, brother."

The brother and sister quickly reconciled, as if the quarrel just now didn't exist.

During the Chinese New Year period, Nangong Ling also returned to the capital.

No matter what mistakes Nangong Ling had made before, this time he achieved a great victory in such a short period of time, which made those who had cursed him suddenly change their direction.

He rode his tall horse slowly through the streets of Kyoto City, hearing all kinds of compliments in his ears, and many little girls throwing handkerchiefs at him.

The emperor was also happy when he returned to the palace.

"You have made up for it this time." Faced with this unpleasant son, he was never willing to praise him.

"But if I say it out loud, I can't go back on my word. You don't have to stay in the imperial mausoleum anymore, but you can't be the aloof prince like before."

He stared at Nangong Ling's face, as if he wanted to see the discomfort on his face, but he still had a cold face.

"My son, I obey my father's arrangements."

The emperor raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that he was really resigned to his fate.

"You will not be able to return to Beijing in the future."

Nangong Ling's tone was still very calm, "Yes."

This time, the emperor was silent for a long time, and then waved his hand to ask Nangong Ling to retreat.

After leaving the palace, Nangong Ling did not feel relieved at all.

He felt that a major conspiracy was slowly approaching, but the evidence in his hands was too little, and he couldn't figure it out.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw Qin Si waiting in front of his carriage.
Chapter completed!