The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

After Feng Feili returned to Feng's house, she asked the head of Feng's family to attend the palace banquet.

The head of the Feng family didn't allow it at first, but seeing that this son has become extraordinary, with elegant temperament and bright demeanor, he might be favored by princes and ministers at the palace banquet, so he allowed it.

"Your reputation is not good. Her Majesty the former Empress Dowager is dead. This engagement is not easy to dissolve. Fortunately, Your Majesty and Her Majesty the former Empress Dowager are deeply in love with each other. Maybe you will be gracious and let you remarry. You should take good care of it."

Feng Feili's face was ashen, he could not speak out, if he hadn't begged this 'mother' now, he would have waved his sleeves and left.

Soon it will be the palace banquet next month.

After Feng Feili entered the palace with the members of the Feng family, she walked away alone while no one was paying attention.

Since His Majesty has no heirs, let alone a princess, the East Palace has been empty and the items are kept.

As night fell, there was no light in the East Palace, as if it was hidden in the night.

With a creak, the door of the main hall opened, and the moonlight sprinkled on the white ground.

The inkstone, pen and paper on the desk seem to have the lingering fragrance of its owner.

The dusty scroll was opened, the yellowed paper, the extremely familiar handwriting.

"Qingying, Qiongying..." Holding the scroll, his hands trembling, he looked at the words on the scroll with nostalgia.

He stretched out his hand and brushed across the desk, where she used to sit at the desk and study hard, as if her breath still remained.

Dome, where are you?Are you the Lord of Yan Palace in Xuantian Continent, or Your Highness the Granddaughter of Leng Yue Kingdom in Fengtian Continent?

He kept flipping through all the records, carefully read every word she wrote, and couldn't find any trace of Xuantian Continent at all.

He couldn't help guessing that the Lord Yan Dian of Xuantian Continent was her past life, and Her Highness the Granddaughter of Leng Yue Kingdom was her present life.

And he was wiped out in Xuantian Continent, and came to her next life.

Since it is destined for me to meet you, then you must still be alive, Qiong Ying, where are you?

Suddenly, the lights outside the East Palace were brightly lit. Seeing this, Feng Feili didn't know what happened, so he took the scroll and left immediately.

The servants were looking for someone with a lantern, Feng Feili knew it was him when he heard it, and thought something was wrong in his heart.

"What's the matter with me?"

"You are the son of the Feng family?" the servant asked in surprise.

"Exactly."

"Young Master Feng, Your Majesty has summoned you, please." The servant immediately led the way, walking in a hurry.

"I don't know what happened?"

"I don't know, my servant is only responsible for coming to find someone." The waiter didn't dare to say anything more, what happened back then was a taboo in the palace, and this Young Master Feng was the fiancé of the former Crown Lady, His Majesty naturally looked at it differently.

At the banquet, headed by Leng Yue, there were princes and nobles, officials and ministers below, and it was extremely grand.

Food and wine, singing and dancing.

Feng Feili's arrival undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

In Fengtian Continent's aesthetic view, the young master of the Feng family is not considered stunning, but his noble and pure demeanor and calm demeanor are enough to shock everyone.

His demeanor is even better than all the men present, completely inferior to the male concubines.

If it wasn't for the death of the former Crown Lady, he would be sitting in the upper seat, looking down at the officials, instead of standing in the middle of the hall.

"See Her Majesty."

Feng Feili bowed and saluted, her voice was as calm as water, and her posture was neither humble nor overbearing.

The hall was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop to the ground.

Hanyue Xufeng looked at the person in the center of the hall with great interest, this man showed no flattery, no panic, no trace of emotion, shouldn't he be afraid and unwilling?

"Where did you go just now?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, I'm lost." Feng Feili kept leaning over, but she was not humble at all.

"Exemption."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Feng Feili raised his head, looking directly at the Ninth Five-Year Honorable, Qiongying's younger sister?That location should have belonged to Qiongying.

There was a flash of surprise in Han Yue Xufeng's eyes, not many people dared to look at her directly, but it was undeniable that this man was special, she was a little curious, where did his calm, indifferent and indifferent attitude come from?

"The second sister of the lonely king passed away two years ago. Presumably the second sister doesn't want you to stay by her side. So the lonely king dissolves the engagement for the second sister. From now on, you can marry freely."

"Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty, but Feili once swore that he will only wait for the shadow of the cold moon in this life, please take it back." Feng Feili's tone changed when he said this, so resolute.

This remark inevitably shocked the audience.

The son of the Feng family was the first one who dared to defy the order openly and blatantly supported the former princess.