The next day, outside the city gate.

Feng Xin left the palace and bid farewell to Feng Mo.

She stood in front of Feng Mo's horse and looked at him with her face raised. Seeing that his face was much paler than usual, she felt a little worried.

My brother didn’t know where he went yesterday, but when he came back, his face was extremely pale and ugly.

She wanted to ask, but when she saw that he was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to ask.

The reason why my brother is like this is probably because he is leaving the capital, so he feels uncomfortable.

Apart from this reason, she couldn't figure out what else she could control her brother's mood.

She whispered: "Brother, be careful on the way. When I go to Xuzhou, I must take care of you. When I have time, I will go to Xuzhou to see you. If you have time, you don't have to worry about your mother's place. I will take care of you."

Feng Mo touched her head, and she felt a lot of reluctance to this only sister.

"I know, I'm not here, you have to take good care of yourself. If you have anything to do, write me."

"I understand." Feng Xin responded softly, holding back her tears.

"You go back, I'll leave." Feng Mo said, pulling the reins, and finally glanced at the towering and tall city walls of the capital. He was about to set off with a horse's belly.

At this moment, a carriage drove out from the city gate.

Rong Yiyi poked her head out of the carriage, "Prince, wait for me."

Seeing her, Feng Xin didn't care about being sad and sad, and her expression suddenly became dark.

"This woman is really shameless."

Feng Mo looked at the carriage coming towards him, was silent for a moment, and said, "Xin'er must not be rude."

Feng Xin looked at him in surprise, reacted, stamped her feet and said, "Brother, why are you still looking at her?"

"At least, she is willing to accompany me to Xuzhou." Feng Mo said lightly.

Feng Xin was speechless.

After a while, Rong Yiyi's carriage arrived.

Rong Yiyi lifted up the curtains and was about to speak, but Feng Mo said lightly: "Let's go." After speaking, she rode her horse and left first. Seeing this, the guards hurriedly followed.

Rong Yiyi clenched the handkerchief in her hand, unable to stand his coldness.

Feng Xin walked to the car window, stared at her, and warned: "Rong Yiyi, you are here to accompany my brother to Xuzhou. Remember, serve my brother well. If you dare to have any other intentions, I will go to Xuzhou to kill you in person."

Rong Yiyi felt unhappy, but she warned her again and felt even more uncomfortable.

"Princess, please take care of yourself. You don't have to worry about my affairs with the prince." After that, he dropped the curtain and ordered, "Let's go and follow the prince."

The coachman raised his whip and drove the carriage and walked away quickly.

Feng Xin ate the dust from her mouth, and her eyebrows were so angry that she stood up.

"Li Mei, I want Rong Yiyi's head!"

Li Mei, who was standing behind her, glanced at her and said helplessly: "I can't do it."

Feng Xin turned around when she heard this and kicked him.

"Then what use I want you?" As he said that, he rode his horse angrily and walked into the city.

Seeing this, Li Mei hurriedly followed.

Royal Palace.

On this day, when Emperor Zhaojing came to court, he called Xie Jingrun to the imperial study room.

Looking at his handsome son, Emperor Zhao Jing was very pleased. He took out a roster and threw it to him, and said with a smile: "Look, these are all portraits of girls from aristocratic families collected by officials of the Ministry of Rites. Look, are there any one that suits you?"

Xie Jingrun wanted to reach out to take it, but after hearing this, he withdrew his hand.

"Bang!"

The so-called roster fell directly to the ground.

Emperor Zhaojing: “…”
Chapter completed!