Nangong Ling didn't say anything, but just motioned for Qin Si to get on the carriage first.

The unknown incense burned in the carriage, which had a calming effect. Nangong Ling closed her eyes and put all the messy things aside for the time being.

"Valley Master, please speak."

Only then did Qin Si reveal the purpose of his trip.

"Qin has been out of the valley for half a year. Now that the princess is no longer in Dayan, Qin should go back and take a look."

Nangong Ling nodded, understanding Qin Si's worries.

"There must be a lot of things to deal with in such a big Medicine King Valley. If the Valley Master is busy, you can go back temporarily. When I need your help in the future, I will send someone to ask for you."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. It's all because of the bad faith of the followers of Yaowang Valley that caused you and the princess to suffer this."

"Mr. Qin is serious." Nangong Ling knew that even if there was no Feng Yu, there would be others.

Qin Si said goodbye to Nangong Ling at the gate of Kyoto.

"If you need help, Your Majesty, you can also write a letter and send it to Yaowang Valley."

The carriage taking Qin Si back to Yaowang Valley stopped not far away.

After Qin Si left, Nangong Ling opened her thin lips and gave instructions calmly.

"Find some people to send Qin Si back to Yaowang Valley."

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The carriage moved slowly on the snow, making squeaking sounds as the ruts pressed against the snow.

Nangong Ling leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed her eyes, and slowly sorted out the events.

Suddenly the carriage stopped. Because it stopped too quickly, Nangong Ling's body leaned forward involuntarily.

The coachman whispered outside: "Your Majesty, this is His Highness the Crown Prince."

Nangong Ling frowned slightly and raised her hand to open the curtain.

Nangong Chen was riding a horse, wearing a bright yellow cloak, with half of his face sunk in the snow-white fox fur.

"Brother Nine Emperors left so fast. Brother Huang didn't even have time to congratulate you."

Although the great victory of the Yan Dynasty this time was due to Nangong Ling, the celebration banquet had nothing to do with Nangong Ling.

After he returned to the palace to see the emperor, he left Kyoto city.

"Brother Emperor, what's the matter?" His voice was so calm that one couldn't tell his emotion.

The emperor's attitude made Nangong Chen's heart return to his stomach.

"Brother, I heard that you were assassinated when you were at the border. Are you okay? Brother, you are far away in Kyoto and you can only hear some rumors. Now that you have come back with your beard and tail intact, I feel happy for you."

Nangong Ling seemed to understand what he was doing. He must have wanted to insinuate Yan Wu's affairs.

He went straight to the point: "I'm afraid that's not what the emperor wants to say, right?"

Nangong Chen's face froze, and he laughed and said, "Of course the emperor cares about your health."

"Brother I'm worried about you."

Just when Nangong Chen thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Nangong Ling say: "But I did find a suspicious person at the border. He has a special pair of eyes."

When Nangong Chen heard this, he was horrified. The panic in his eyes flashed, "Oh? What kind of special pair of eyes can the emperor remember for so long?"

"He's not black, he's blue. He's very skilled in martial arts. He might be a spy from the Western Regions." He paused, "But I think he seems to be helping the people of Dayan. Brother Huang needs to investigate this matter carefully."

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"Yes...really? Then the emperor's brother should be careful. The emperor's brother will naturally pay more attention to it." Nangong Chen said dryly.

Nangong Ling didn't say anything, but looked at him with some deep meaning in her eyes.

He himself couldn't stand it any longer.

"Brother Huang will still go back and speak good words for you. What are your plans in the future? Do you need Brother Huang's help?"

"It's up to you wherever you go."

Nangong Chen knew that he couldn't get anything out of Nangong Ling, and because he was a little panicked, he seemed a little uninterested.

"Then I wish you a safe journey. Brother Emperor, please go back first, otherwise Father will be angry in a while."

He pulled the reins and whipped away.

Nangong Ling looked at his back, the smile on her lips gradually disappeared, the curtain in her hand gradually dropped, and she said lightly: "Let's go."

Nangong Ling did not return to the imperial mausoleum, but went to a thatched hut outside the city. He knew that even though he had been demoted to a commoner, there were still many eyes looking at him. If he acted in a flamboyant manner, he would inevitably get himself into trouble.

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So he tried his best to develop himself as they expected.

After the driver left, Nangong Ling turned around and glanced at the thatched cottage behind her, and couldn't help but think of Feng Jiuqing.

In her eyes, people in the world should be like this, living in an inconspicuous house and performing heroic acts from time to time.

Thinking of Feng Jiuqing's much weaker body than before, he frowned slightly, wondering if Qin Huawu could find a chance to nurse her back to health.

Feng Jiuqing, who was being helped to take care of her health, was just about to have dinner when Feng Xiye came.

This time he didn't bring Feng Yu with him, he came alone.

"Yu'er hasn't been back for a while. The state affairs here are tight and I can't leave. I asked her to go back to the ancestral hall at home to worship her ancestors."

Feng Jiuqing glanced at him and sneered: "It turns out that state affairs are so important to you. If you are a king, you must be a wise king."

She didn't need to say this, Feng Xiye had already proved it with her actual actions.

When it comes to handling state affairs, he does advance and retreat in a measured manner and knows how to capture the hearts of his ministers and people.

But even so, she was not willing to hand over the country of the Western Regions to Feng Xiye, because he killed the original owner, and based on this alone, he was not qualified to get involved in the Feng family's country.

She has now begun to look for suitable candidates.

Feng Xiye heard the sarcasm in her tone and said without paying much attention, "No matter what, you are the young master of the Western Region and the future king of the Western Region."

Feng Jiuqing didn't know how many times she had heard these high-sounding words. She snorted coldly, "You have been very busy these past two days. Everyone in the world knows that you, Feng Xiye, are the one who calls the shots in the Western Region. I, Feng Qi,

The courtyard is quite deserted."

During the two days after the full moon came back from outside, she was always cursing, saying that she could hardly put away the New Year's gifts given to Feng Xiye by so and so. On the other hand, her yard was deserted, with no one coming to visit.

"Jiu'er has misunderstood. They know you are not in good health, so they don't dare to bother you."

"Really? I didn't know that all my dear friends are so aware of current affairs."

She looked at Feng Xiye with cold eyes, but Feng Xiye still smiled.

"Today is such an important day. Even the ministers have taken a break. You can't always talk to me about the affairs of the court. Today I specially came to invite you to go out and enjoy the scenery."

After Feng Jiuqing came back, she rarely left this courtyard. She had stayed in the palace for such a long time and had not even visited the royal garden of the palace.

It's still very cold outside today, and the wind makes people's faces hurt.

She frowned, not really wanting to go out.

But she still had something she wanted to mention to Feng Xiye, so she resisted her laziness.
Chapter completed!