Feng Jiuqing frowned, not knowing why some people didn't like this title.

However, seeing how smoothly Feng Yu shouted, I felt that she had always shouted like this before, but she never said it directly.

On the contrary, Feng Xiye, who always talked a lot in front of Feng Jiuqing, kept a calm face and looked at Feng Yu as if she was looking at an enemy.

Feng Yu hid behind Nangong Ling, looking pitiful.

"Yu'er knows that I was wrong. I shouldn't have not returned to the palace to see Sister Jiu'er when she was sick, but Brother Ling was also not feeling well at that time. I have to take care of him. Brother, don't be angry."

Feng Xiye had known for a long time that her sister was completely different from before, and she was completely out of his control.

Feng Jiuqing was sensitive, and he was afraid that she would be suspicious, so he could only respond with a stern face, "You can't act so willfully in the future."

"yes."

Feng Yu grabbed Nangong Ling's arm, looked up at him, and said coquettishly: "Just tell me, my brother is the best to me. Even if he gets angry and says he won't carry me into the palace, he will definitely not blame me.

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Feng Jiuqing watched them talking quietly, but at this moment she couldn't help but frowned and looked at Feng Xiye.

Every movement she makes can make Feng Xiye's heart flutter.

"Jiu'er, are you unhappy?"

Although Feng Jiuqing was not particularly close to Feng Xiye, in her heart, Feng Xiye was one of her own, so she didn't hide anything from him.

"Why don't you let her into the palace?"

According to the people in the palace, Feng Xiye had a good relationship with his sister, so why wouldn't she be allowed to enter the palace?

Feng Xiye knew that Feng Jiuqing would definitely ask, and had already thought of her words in her mind.

"She just wants to come out as soon as she comes out. She must get married during this period. I am a little reluctant to..."

This is true. Feng Yu poured a bowl of medicine into Nangong Ling, and Nangong Ling lost her memory as she thought.

Feng Yu wanted to strike while the iron was hot and cook the raw rice into cooked rice.

But this matter is not that easy. Not to mention Nangong Ling's special status, after he brought Feng Jiuqing back to the palace, Wanyan Chun made many obstacles for him in the court.

Things in the palace cannot be hidden from Wanyan Chun, and he is now thinking of ways to pull him down from his current position.

If Feng Yu and Nangong Ling get married, then everyone in Yandu will soon know that the person Feng Yu is marrying is Nangong Ling, the famous God of War in the Yan Dynasty.

The sadness on his face was real, and Feng Jiuqing naturally believed half of what he said.

It's just that she didn't know Nangong Ling's identity, so she just assumed that Feng Xiye looked down on Nangong Ling's identity.

She originally wanted to persuade her, but looking at Nangong Ling's familiar face, she couldn't say anything.

Feng Xiye saw that she was silent, so naturally she would not take the initiative to change the topic in another direction.

"I know you like peace and quiet. Now the lotus flowers in the Royal Garden are in bloom. I specially asked people to pick the lotus flowers and make snacks. You can have a taste."

He waved, and a palace maid immediately presented him with beautifully made lotus cakes.

Although Feng Jiuqing was not a person who paid much attention to food, she couldn't help but move her index finger.

Nangong Ling secretly looked at the young master.

He woke up from chaos and couldn't remember anything. The woman said that they were lovers and that they would get married in the future.

But she always kept silent about his identity. The more she said nothing, the more Nangong Ling wanted to know.

He didn't have any thoughts about her. Instead, he was very disgusted with her clinging to him all the time.

I don't know if it's because of the huge difference between this cold young master and Feng Yu. Even though it was the first time they met, she always had a cold face, but he felt very friendly.

"Taste this."

He held up a piece of beautiful lotus leaf pastry and handed it to Feng Jiuqing. This action was so sudden that not only Feng Yu and Feng Xiye, but also Feng Jiuqing was a little surprised.

The hands in front of her were clean, white, and very slender, as if they were carefully carved. Looking at the face with a faint hope in her eyes, Feng Jiuqing reached out and took the piece of pastry, "Thank you."

But he didn't eat it, but put it aside.

She coughed and said, "I've eaten too many pastries recently, and I'm a little tired."

Only then did Feng Xiye react. He put the piece of pastry that Nangong Ling handed to Feng Jiuqing farther away with some disgust. If no one was watching, he even wanted to throw it directly into the water to feed the fish.

"It doesn't matter. I asked the people in the imperial dining room to cook a little lighter in the past two days."

Feng Jiuqing nodded and glanced at the man whose smile faded and his entire face became gloomy.

She didn't know why, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, just for a moment, so slight that she could completely ignore it.

So she didn't pay too much attention.

Feng Yu was so angry that she almost tore the handkerchief in her hands to pieces. After sitting for a while, she couldn't help but stand up and pulled Nangong Ling to say goodbye in a hurry.

Feng Jiuqing looked at the backs of the two people and said nothing, but suddenly remembered what she had heard recently.

"The Western Regions are still at war with the Great Yan Dynasty?"

The two countries are indeed still at war, but they are in a state of anxiety. Neither can defeat the other, but neither is willing to retreat.

Nangong Ling still felt that the reason why Feng Jiuqing hated him was because he took her place, which made her feel uncomfortable.

This time he was very confident that he could control Feng Jiuqing, so he planned to hand over all his rights to Feng Jiuqing, and naturally he did not hide it from her.

"Yes, we are old enemies with the Great Yan Dynasty. Now that something has happened to them, we will naturally not let it go. Don't worry, all the men in our Western Regions are very brave. The Great Yan Dynasty can't get it from them.

It’s beneficial.”

Feng Jiuqing's brows did not loosen in any way because of these comforting words.

"But aren't you worried?" Feng Jiuqing looked at Feng Xiye with her deep eyes, which made Feng Xiye feel in a trance. For a moment, she actually felt that Feng Jiuqing did not have amnesia.

After a while, he came back to his senses, raised his hand and took a sip of the fragrant tea, "Why?"

Feng Jiuqing played with the blue and white porcelain cup in her hand with her thin white fingers, "What do you think? Don't think that I don't know anything just because I've been in the house all day."

Feng Xiye didn't hide anything from her deliberately. The news she wanted to know would naturally be revealed to her ears, but she was still unhappy and didn't like being hidden from others.

"I didn't hide it from you on purpose, but you're not in good health yet, so I'm a little worried." This was true, he didn't mind Feng Jiuqing's interference in what he was doing at all.
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