The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

"There are only five days left until the wedding, but the emperor wants the prince to go to Ningzhou to do some errands, girl, do you think the emperor is deliberately punishing the prince?" Qiaoling, the girl who stayed by Zhuo Ye's side for a long time, became more and more serious. He became bolder, and in his tone, there was a hint of dissatisfaction with Feng Linrui.

"Perhaps... there is really something urgent..." Zhuo Ye frowned, although she said so, she actually had a similar thought in her heart.

I have always felt that Feng Linrui is a bit eccentric, and his thoughts are elusive, but this time the so-called "running an errand" is really too deliberate. The sky is a huge country, and there are countless Chinese, Chinese and military officials. What is the matter? The married Feng Lince went out in person?

"Girl, tell me, can the prince come back on the day of his wedding?" Qiao Ling said worriedly.

"I will." Zhuo Ye smiled, she believed that Feng Lince would not miss their wedding no matter what.

Moreover, Feng Linrui is a well-measured person, even if it's a mischievous mischief, he won't go too far.

The master and the servant were talking, when suddenly a little servant girl came to report: "Miss, Prince Jin is here, and he is drinking tea in the front hall and waiting for the lady."

Now, Zhuo Ye has been married to Feng Lince, who will be Feng Linge's third sister-in-law in the future. According to the rules, it is inconvenient for Feng Linge to enter Fenglin Garden to meet Zhuo Ye, so he can only wait for her in the main hall.

"Oh?" Zhuo Ye heard that Feng Linge was coming, and hurriedly said: "I'll go right away." Saying that, he propped himself up from the soft couch.

"Hey, girl, be careful." Qiao Ling stepped forward to support Zhuo Ye's body and said, "Don't move, I'll get the girl a coat."

Seeing Qiaoling's nervous look, Zhuo Ye couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, she was only two months pregnant, so she served her like a jade Buddha, for fear of knocking her, if she waited until she became pregnant, it would be too late Tie her to the bed every day!

Zhuo Ye put on his clothes and came to the front hall, and saw Feng Linge in white, holding a teacup quietly lost in thought.

"Linge, you're here." Zhuo Ye greeted with a smile.

Hearing Zhuo Ye's voice, Feng Linge came back to his senses, looked up at her and said with a smile: "Well, we haven't had a good game for a long time, so today I came here specially to find you..." Noticing that Zhuo Ye was caught by chance Feng Linge's expression couldn't help changing slightly as Ling helped the person in, and asked with concern, "Is Ye'er feeling unwell?"

"No, I've been lying on the bed for a long time, and my body is a little numb, so I let Qiaoling support me." Zhuo Ye got rid of Qiaoling's support without any trace, and spoke nonsense without blushing or panting.

Qiaoling rolled her eyes silently, and then hurriedly saluted Feng Linge: "This servant has seen Prince Jin."

"Well, excuse me." Feng Linge said something to Qiaoling, but her eyes looked at Zhuo Ye carefully and worriedly. Seeing that her face was rosy and her almond eyes were radiant, she really didn't look like she was sick. Look, just feel relieved.

"Qiaoling, go get the chess pieces." Zhuo Ye ordered Qiaoling, then smiled at Feng Linge: "Linge came just in time, and my forehand is itchy."

Playing chess with Feng Linrui in the palace is suffering, but playing chess with Feng Linge is enjoyment. Playing chess, the emphasis is on meeting the opponent and having equal strength.

"Yes, girl." Qiaoling replied helplessly, and after a while, she took the chess jar and chessboard.

Playing chess is too tiring, especially for masters like Miss and King Jin, how many hours can they play a game of chess, although Qiao Ling does not want Zhuo Ye to play such an energy-consuming game, but he is powerless to stop it.

After only a few moves, Zhuo Ye clearly sensed Feng Linge's absent-mindedness, sighed inwardly, and said, "Linge, your chess skills have regressed."

Feng Linge was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly: "It's Ye'er's chess skills that are superb again..."

Ye'er...Ye'er...Ye'er...Feng Linge kept repeating this name in his heart. In a few days, he would no longer be able to call her that, but should...call her third sister-in-law... …

Zhuo Ye didn't know how to answer the words, her cherry lips pursed, but she didn't speak, could it be that she was too optimistic?She thought that when he came to play chess with her, he had gradually put her in the position of a friend...

"By the way, congratulations to you and third brother." Feng Linge's tone was as relaxed and indifferent as possible.

"Thank you." Zhuo Ye looked down at the chessboard, not daring to look at Feng Linge's expression.

"Also...at the palace banquet last time...thank you, Ye'er..." Feng Linge said again.

"I didn't do anything." Zhuo Ye said softly.

After Zhuo Ye came out of the palace, he had already told Feng Lince about Zisu, and Feng Lince secretly verified that what Zisu said was nothing, and the person Feng Linge wanted to thank should be Zisu, or Said, I want to thank Feng Linge for his good deeds.

Feng Linge sighed softly: "I should thank Ye'er, I've been very tired all these years..."

Zhuo Ye's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, did Feng Linge already know that she knew those things?

"You all go down first, I will have a good game with Prince Jin, don't bother me if you have nothing to do." Zhuo Ye ordered the servants on the left and right.

"Yes……"

Knowing that Zhuo Ye and Feng Linge had something to discuss, Qiao Ling quickly took the lead out of the living room, and the others followed her.

Zhuo Ye considered it for a while, and said carefully: "Lin Ge, I know you are very bitter, but it's all over..."

Feng Linge smiled: "Yes! It's been a while, and it hasn't been so easy for many years."

"Do you have any complaints in your heart?"

"How can I not complain, I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have such a great and broad mind..."

That's right, Feng Linge's body has the aura of a banished fairy, but he is not a fairy, he is a human being, after suffering so much, how could he be without resentment...

It's just that Zhuo Ye was a little worried. Feng Linge usually had a calm and breezy appearance, as if he never took the suffering he had suffered these years to heart. Will the resentment that the world can't see affect her? What about his future life...

However, Feng Linge seemed to have guessed what Zhuo Ye was thinking, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said softly: "Ye'er knows, my mother and concubine are from the Bai tribe, right?"

"Well, I've heard of it." Zhuo Ye nodded, but she didn't know what kind of ethnicity the Bai people were, and wondered why Feng Linge would suddenly bring up this matter, so she couldn't help but widen her eyes curiously.

"The Bai nationality is a race that has existed in this world for thousands of years. Although there are not many people, they are spread across many countries in the mainland. However, they are not under the control of any country..." Feng Linge sighed faintly, and said: "My mother and concubine are the daughters of the previous Patriarch of the Bai Clan..."