After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

If Fang Chuning was in the temple at that time, it would be the greatest revenge the high priest could take on him!

The more Xie Jue thought about it, the colder his body became!

Han Ziqi was also uneasy and afraid of self-defeating. No one knew what Xie Jue would do when he went crazy. After all, no one had ever seen his true madness!

Han Ziqi said, "Cousin, I was holding my breath in my heart at that time. I was angry that you were unwilling to compromise on the terms of the peace talks and that you didn't know the specific whereabouts of Fang Chuning, so you kept it secret until now. I'm sorry, but now that everything has passed, I finally said it. It’s a wish fulfilled.”

"What do you want!" Xie Jue has calmed down. The murderous intention just now has passed. Although he looks very dangerous, Han Ziqi can no longer see the murderous intention in him. Han Ziqi knows clearly in his heart that he wants to seek benefits. The target is Xie Xun, not Xie Jue.

"I don't need anything. The overall situation has been decided. Nothing can be changed now. I just hope that my cousin will not bear grudges against the Han family. What the high priest does really has nothing to do with us."

Xie Jue sneered and remained silent. Han Ziqi also stood up to leave, but Xie Jue did not stop him.

The next day, Xie Jue took the Shadow Guards to Sangnan and changed the original itinerary. In addition to taking away the Shadow Guards, he also took away 3,000 people. Now that the peace talks with Sangnan have been decided, there are still hundreds of thousands of people left in Jiangnan. While Sang Nan was guarding Xie Xun, he was not worried about Xie Jue's safety at all.

Han Ziqi is quite knowledgeable.

When he summoned Han Ziqi again, he also asked Feng Yu to prepare a palace banquet. It was a celebration banquet to celebrate the smooth peace talks between Sangnan and it also gave Han Ziqi dignity.

Han Ziqi told Xie Xun truthfully, "I'm not sure whether Fang Chuning was taken away by the high priest, but I didn't lie about one thing. When I last saw him, he was indeed not involved in the fire in Chaoyang Palace. What happened next? I We don’t know, so we all shouldn’t have too much hope. The high priest hates King Yan. If I were him, I would not let Fang Chuning live at that time.”

"It's not important. As long as you give your second brother hope and let him continue searching, it's better than losing hope!" To lie to him, he hoped that time could alleviate Xie Jue's pain, make him forget his sadness, and be able to get out of the shadow of Fang Chuning's death. Even if his second brother kept searching, there was always hope. What people fear most is that after losing everything, There is no hope, as long as there is hope, there is hope in life.

Han Ziqi also knew that Xie Xun had gone to great lengths for Xie Jue, so he dared to discuss the terms with Xie Xun again. Xie Xun naturally knew what was going on. If he wanted Han Ziqi to shut up, he would have to pay hush money. Han Ziqi also knew how to use discretion and was not a lion. Opening their mouths, the two of them were quite harmonious.

Xie Jue left Beijing in a hurry, but others were fine, and the commander-in-chief didn't bother him. Ruyi was miserable, knowing that his father was away from home and had been crying all day. Fengyu couldn't coax him, but Mingzhu finally coaxed him.

At the palace banquet, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. The civil and military officials saw the emperor and Han Ziqi in a peaceful mood, and the atmosphere naturally relaxed. Han Ziqi was also flexible and flexible. He was also an all-rounder, and he could become popular even in cold situations. Feng Yu noticed the subtle difference. After the palace banquet, she returned to Changshou Palace and simply washed up. Feng Yu was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, but she was still full of doubts in her heart.

After Xie Xun got on the bed, he habitually took her into his arms. Now that the weather is hot, Feng Yu doesn't like sleeping against Xie Xun at all. His body is like a small stove, and sleeping with him in his arms is like holding a baby. Tuanhuo, always sweating. Feng Yu doesn't like it, but Xie Xun likes it very much. Who doesn't like to hug his soft-smelling wife to sleep, and Feng Yu's skin is warm and cool. He likes to hold her in summer the most.

Feng Yu turned over, poked his chest with her fingers, and asked, "Did you and Han Ziqi reach any agreement in private?"

"How is that possible!" Xie Xun's mouth was tight. Even Feng Yu hid this matter. "My second brother narrowly escaped death in Sangnan. How could I betray him? I would be a heartless bastard." Feng Yu knew Xie very well. Xun, this is indeed true, but Xie Xun's sudden change of attitude towards Han Ziqi is indeed very suspicious. Besides, the second brother left Beijing in a hurry, and he always felt that things were not simple. Xie Xun refused to admit it, and Feng Yu couldn't find out if she pressed him, so she simply gave up.

"Then why did the second brother suddenly leave Beijing?"

"I don't know. He originally planned to go on a long trip and said goodbye to Ruyi. Have you forgotten?"

"That's the case, but he still has to wait for Han Ziqi to return to Sangnan. He is leaving in such a hurry now."

"I don't know." Xie Xun asked all the questions. He put his arm around Feng Yu's waist and said, "Auntie, it's been a busy day at the palace banquet. Are you tired? If not..."

Feng Yu slapped his hand away, "Tired!"

"Tsk!" Xie Xun looked slightly disappointed and came over to kiss her on the cheek. "Don't worry about the second brother. He is so old and has his own sense of proportion."

Feng Yu secretly thought, that's not what you said a few days ago. You were as worried as an old father. Why did you change in just one night?

Forget it, if Xie Xun doesn't like talking, she won't ask further questions.

Xie Xun's hand gently rubbed her abdomen. Feng Yu's body temperature was so low that even her lower abdomen was cold. Xie Xun would always use the warmth of his palm to help her warm every inch of her slightly cold skin, hoping that she would feel comfortable. Some of the palace banquets were prepared by Feng Yu. She was indeed exhausted and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Xie Xun turned his head and looked at her soft and quiet face, and his heart softened inch by inch. If Ayu knew about it, she would definitely blame him and shouldn't deceive her second brother. She is a person who can't rub dirt out of her eyes. She likes to talk frankly about good things and bad things. He doesn't know if he is obsessed with thinking of such a harmful move, but he doesn't regret it. Since he did it, Then he would keep it close to his mouth for the rest of his life, and keep it secret for as long as he could. It would give the second brother hope, and he would not cut off the second brother's hope.

Three days later, Fang Lingjun entered the palace to see Feng Yu.

Feng Yu hadn't seen her for a long time. Since the rumors spread in Beijing, Fang Lingjun went out less often to avoid unnecessary conflicts. There would always be some discussion between the clan lady and the noble daughter after hearing the rumors. Fang Lingjun was impatient and would get angry and conflict with others when she heard others talking about her brother. Madam Fang simply ordered her to embroider the wedding dress at home, except for the handkerchief. Mrs. Fang didn't allow others to come to the door. Many people came to the door just to inquire about Fang Chuning. She was very unhappy.

Feng Yu held Fang Lingjun, who had lost a lot of weight, and felt extremely distressed. Fang Lingjun was about to cry when she saw Feng Yu. Feng Yu knew that no words could heal her sadness, so she just cried with her. After a long time, Fang Lingjun restrained herself. Regarding her own emotions, she seemed to have made up her mind, "Auntie, I'm getting married!" (End of Chapter)