Feng Jiuqing was like a madman at this moment, yelling at Feng Yu and Nangong Ling. Feng Xiye felt a headache. Even though he had expected such a result, he still couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at this moment.

"Shut up!"

In Feng Jiuqing's memory, Feng Xiye had always been so gentle, and he had never yelled at her like this.

"Brother Xiye..."

Looking at her clear eyes, Feng Xiye couldn't say anything when it came to her mouth.

He waved to Feng Yu and Nangong Ling, "You two go out first."

During this period, he did not let go of Nangong Ling's expression. He was surprised when he found out that Nangong Ling was only seeing Feng Jiuqing for the first time. The rest of the time, he looked like it had nothing to do with him and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Take a breath.

If Nangong Ling regains his memory, he will definitely kill him without hesitation.

When Nangong Ling left the imperial study, she didn't even look at Feng Jiuqing.

When only Feng Jiuqing and Feng Xiye were left, Feng Jiuqing's agitated emotions finally calmed down.

"Brother Xiye, why did you call these two people into the palace?"

Feng Xiye pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and comforted patiently, "Why did you say that to them? Is it because of the dream before?"

Feng Jiuqing raised her head in disbelief, "Dream?"

How could she forget that everything before was a dream? But that dream was too real. How could the pain be a dream?

Before her suspicions were confirmed, she heard Feng Xiye say in an extremely low voice: "Yes, it was all just a dream. Now that I am by your side, you should wake up from your dream."

, no one will bully you."

Feng Xiye's embrace made Feng Jiuqing completely forget her fear just now, and she fell asleep soon.

Staring at the sleeping person in her arms, Feng Xiye's mood was extremely complicated. The Jiu'er he wanted was back, but he didn't seem to want it that much.

He comforted himself that at least now Jiu'er was devoted to him and only liked him, which was already good.

Feng Yu and Nangong Ling had just entered the palace and were about to leave. Nangong Ling's face was expressionless, but he was puzzled. Afterwards, he discovered that there was a relationship between Feng Jiuqing, whom he liked, and Feng Jiuqing, who he hated.

How big is the difference?

"Brother Ling!" Feng Yu's voice recalled his thoughts.

He turned his head and saw Feng Yu complaining a little unhappily, "Brother Ling, what's wrong with you? I called you several times just now, but you didn't respond. Did that lunatic Feng Jiuqing scare you just now?"

Nangong Ling frowned slightly. He only felt that the name Feng Jiuqing should only belong to him, so he didn't want to hear Feng Yu mention Feng Jiuqing's name.

"No, let's go back quickly."

Feng Yu wanted to say something else, but was frightened by Nangong Ling's look.

She realized belatedly that if Nangong Ling was poisoned, he would never treat her like this.

When she thought about what Nangong Ling might be thinking of, Feng Yu couldn't help but panic. According to the other party's character of retribution, if he knew that she had used a trick to treat him like this, he probably wouldn't let her off lightly.

"Brother Ling is in a bad mood today, why does he look so ugly?"

She reached out to touch Nangong Ling's face, but he stopped her hand. Just when she was sure in her heart that Nangong Ling had recovered her memory, Nangong Ling suddenly said: "Your hands are too cold, please wear more clothes."

Nangong Ling took the cloak from the attendant and put it on Feng Yu herself. His movements were so gentle that no one could tell that he was pretending.

Feng Yu's firm thoughts instantly collapsed due to his actions.

She tightened her cloak tightly, "I'm not cold, I'm just worried about Brother Ling's health. I've neglected you during this period. When I return home later, I'll take your pulse myself and help you take care of your health."

Knowing what she was planning, Nangong Ling said calmly: "I know my own body. I don't need you to check my pulse. You have worked hard in the palace during this time, so take a good rest."

In the past, when Feng Yu heard such words, she would have thought that Nangong Ling was caring about her, but now she did not dare to think so. She would only think that Nangong Ling was deliberately avoiding the topic.

She shook her head firmly, "Yu'er is not tired at all. Everything is worth it when Yu'er sees Brother Ling. I wonder if Brother Ling is the same as Yu'er?"

Nangong Ling pursed her lips tightly, and Feng Yu just stared at him. She knew the effect of the medicine she made herself. If Nangong Ling refused now, then the poison in his body must have been cured.

Nangong Ling suddenly smiled, that smile was like a thousand-year-old glacier suddenly breaking through. The face that had originally fascinated Feng Yu made her unable to take her eyes away at this moment.

She was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hand to draw circles on Nangong Ling's chest, "I know that Brother Ling is not a person who likes to express his thoughts, but Yu'er just wants to hear Brother Ling tell the truth."

Nangong Ling focused on her face for a moment and nodded slightly, "Well, of course I want to see you all the time."

Feng Yu was indeed right about one thing, he was indeed not a person who liked to tell the truth.

After hearing what she wanted to hear, Feng Yu's hanging heart finally settled down, and she let out a gentle breath.

"Yu'er knows that Brother Ling is the best. When Yu'er gets the most supreme thing in the world in the future, he will definitely not forget Brother Ling's kindness to me."

What she wants is supreme power. Of course, she doesn't have this ability now, but she can use the help of others, such as Wanyan Lie.

Wanyan Lie, who was far away at the border, received the news from Xicheng and crushed the letter in his hand into pieces.

Feng Jiuqing's return to the Western Regions did not pose any threat to him. All plans were going according to plan, but that traitor dared to go against him.

In the past, he only had one son, but he tolerated his willfulness, but now he has found Nangong Chen, a son who is as ambitious as him. He is very satisfied, and naturally he will not continue to spoil Wan Yanchen.

"Father."

Nangong Chen, oh no, should be called Wanyan Hao now. This name was given to himself by himself, and it means Haotian. It represents his unshakable status, whether in the Great Yan Dynasty or in the Western Regions.

No one can shake his position.

"You came."

Seeing Wanyan Hao, the anger on Wanyanlie's face subsided a little. He was very satisfied with his son.
Chapter completed!