The emperor had already lost interest in Feng Jin.

Unexpectedly, he would meet him at the Royal Hunting Ground.

During this period, Feng Jin was slowly raised by Long Jue to regain some of his complexion. He no longer had a haggard and weak appearance. Although he was not as bright as the previous stunning and bright flames, his slender figure and pear blossoms with rain gave him a little more of a weak look.

The emperor felt that he was probably...unnecessary.

So, with a wave of his hand, he took Feng Jin out of the way.

He is the emperor and the ruler of the Dragon Kingdom. The whole world belongs to him, let alone a mere boy?

After Long Jue learned the news, he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood.

He shouldn't have thought of letting Feng Jin relax and brought Feng Jin to the royal family for this hunt, otherwise Feng Jin wouldn't have run out so sadly to run to meet his father...

Heavy, tracing, overturning, and tracing.

Long Jue Xuanshang's hand under Mo Xiu was clenched tightly, looking very tolerant.

This time, are you going to ask for Feng Jin from your father?

Finally, a trace of depressedness flashed through the man's handsome cold face.

After all, it is...

No.

Feng Jin, bear it and wait until this king rules the world, until then...

Long Jue closed his eyes in pain and said to Feng Jin in his heart.

Even though he knew very well, the emperor who took Feng Jin away now was likely to be doing what Feng Jin was doing in the imperial tent.

But he didn't come and go to stop him.

In the emperor's tent.

Feng Jin lay obediently on the bed. When she woke up, she found that she was being owed to the emperor, and she did not cry or make a fuss.

silence.

Perhaps it was because my heart was dead.

He no longer expects that person to come.

·

His Highness Yong took every step of the way, and did not dare to disobey his father, and he also hated his lover for suffering such hardships and insults.

Naturally, all the anger and resentment were counted on Fenghua.

Yan, Qi, Yu.

He must kill this woman!

"Ah, I owe it."

Fenghua suddenly sneezes and touches the tip of his nose.

Princess Yong set up a separate tent, which was arranged very comfortable inside. The white velvet blanket was spread on a simple wooden bed, fluffy and soft.

Fenghua leaned lazily on her body, with a few tables on the bed, with various snacks and pastries on it, and a pot of flower tea.

The two maids stood aside and endured for a long time, as if they had something to say.

Fenghua turned a page of the storybook and said carelessly: "If you want to ask, ask what you want."

Bihu gritted his teeth, knelt down with a thud, and said, "Princess, please forgive me for offending me, the child in your belly is..."

Is it the flesh and blood of His Highness Yong?

Before Bihu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fenghua: "No."

Fenghua heard the implicit sound of her, not only told her the answer, but also was careful that there were ears in the partition walls.

Bihu gritted his teeth again and asked slowly: "Princess, is it the night of the emperor's birthday banquet, that night..."

Hey.

The little girl is quite keen.

I guessed it was that night.

However, she couldn't guess that her identity as an adulterer was Ning Jiuque's fake eunuch!

Fenghua replied: "Yes."

The word "yes" made Bihu feel less surprised.

She knew it was that night.

The princess disappeared in the middle of the night. When she came back, she was not dressed and her lips were shiny and congested. Her walking posture was vaguely wrong...

All of this is pointing to something.

It's just that she doesn't want to believe it.

·

After setting up camp for one night, hunting officially began the next day.

The emperor sat on the high platform with a peacock fan behind him and a bright yellow canopy above his head.
Chapter completed!