"What?!"

Yan Bei's eyes changed.

...

Three days later, the King of Zhenbei bypassed many eyeliners and disguised himself in a villa outside Shangjing.

The villa has ancient fragrance and ancient colors, the environment is quiet, and the water flows.

The petals of the jade flower are as crystal clear as snow, with flowers all over the trees and falling on the branches.

Under the tree, black and white chess pieces are arranged on the white marble table, and a snow-white jade flower occasionally falls beside the chessboard, as beautiful as a painting.

The beauty in purple-clothed and ink-haired sat in front of the white marble table, holding a chess piece of ink-colored light with her green fingertips, holding her delicate jaw and thinking.

After a while, the fingertips fell.

Black chess pieces are embedded in the middle of the chessboard, silent smoke, killing and killing.

"I won." Fenghua lazily threw the chess piece into the jade box next to it, making a crisp sound of jade collision, "I won't play anymore."

"It's almost lunch, what do you want to eat today?" Ning Jiuque picked up the chess piece into the jade box one by one, raised his eyebrows and looked at her and asked.

"As long as it's fish and mutton, it's all done," she said, with disgust, "One of those two things is very fishy and the other is strong in smell. If you smell it, you won't have the appetite."

"You have been seriously ill recently, and it will be fine after a while." Ning Jiuque walked over and squatted in front of her, stroking her slightly raised belly with her slender hands, "Are you good today?"

Not far away.

Yan Bei took this scene into his eyes. Even a man who had seen strong winds and waves could not help but feel stormy waves in his heart.

Half of it was seen with my own eyes that my daughter was still alive, and I was surprised.

The other half is...

"Prince, are you here in the capital?!" Bihu and Mingzhu called out behind him, and the voice revealed surprise.

Yan Bei returned to the gods.

Fenghua and Ning Jiuque couldn't help but look over.

Yan Bei looked at Ning Jiuque's face and shouted in disgrace: "Prince Shengzhao..."

Ning Jiuque's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded gently and replied: "Zhenbei King."

No, no, he is not Prince Shengzhao...

Prince Shengzhao, the amazing man, has clearly passed away...

Yan Bei's expression suddenly changed, and even the existence of his biological daughter who was "lost and regained" beside him was ignored for a while.

Feng Hua's eyes fluttered, he looked at Yan Bei, then at Ning Jiuque, and a light of interest flashed in his eyes.

She curled her red lips and called out Bihu Mingzhu: "Let's go, let's have meals, I'm hungry."

Bihu and Mingzhu came over to support her from left to right.

After the two maids were killed, they had the intention of following them and died. Fortunately, they were rescued by Concubine Yan and stayed in Yanqi Palace.

Seeing that the two of them were loyal and kind, Ning Jiuque served Yan Qiyu since childhood, so he asked Concubine Yan to ask Bihu Mingzhu out and placed it in a villa to continue serving Fenghua.

Therefore, Bihu Mingzhu escaped the disaster and avoided being assassinated by Yong Wang Longjue.

The woman's slender and soft body suddenly moved away. Ning Jiuque took back his hand that was originally surrounding her waist, pursed his thin red lips, and gently turned his head to Yan Bei and said, "I guess the King of Zhenbei hasn't had lunch yet, how about it together?"

Yanbei: “…”

I don't want to have lunch now, thank you.

Yan Bei just wants to know now what is going on.

Her daughter is clearly still alive, why do people in the world say that Princess Yong is dead? Why did she pretend to die and hide it from the world?

besides……
Chapter completed!