Evil king, give birth to a baby for my concubine

In March, the sun is shining brightly, the city of Moyang is full of people, there is an endless stream of pedestrians, and the teahouses are full.

Inside a teahouse near the river.

"Do you know that Princess Huayun is married to our King Qi?"

"Who doesn't know about this? On the wedding day, I went to see it. The scene was really spectacular. The red carpet stretched for tens of miles. It can be said that it was like marrying Huangluan with red makeup for ten miles."

"That's right, it's not like everyone said that Princess Huayun is talented and intelligent, and she is a dragon and phoenix among people. Emperor Huayun has the intention to make her a princess, so it is naturally a beautiful marriage."

"Isn't our Prince Qi also a dragon and a phoenix among men? These two are truly a match made in heaven."

"That's right, since King Qi returned to China, what has he done that is not convincing..."

. . . . . .

The sound from inside the teahouse came from time to time, the sun was shining quietly and warmly, the misty rain, mountains and rivers, and the dance pavilion and singing stage were all enveloped in this piece of warmth.

A man dressed in white stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, staring at the water of the river in a trance.At some point behind him, a woman in white clothes came over, her face was covered by a light veil.

"You're here." The man in white's voice was like a clear spring, warm and continuous, and he didn't turn his head.

Leng Feiyan walked over quickly, with a faint smile on his face, "Recently, your complexion has improved a lot."

"It's good to see you today. You came today, but things have come to an end?" the man in white asked, but he could hear the emotional fluctuations, which made Leng Feiyan frown.

Leng Feiyan was silent for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Zhixuan, why are you curious about a strange woman? This is not like your style."

"Style? Feiyan, what rules do I have when I do things? But there is only one thing." Mu Zhixuan's voice was far away, and he looked ahead with deep eyes, and his thoughts gradually drifted into the distance.

Clenching Fen's fist, Leng Feiyan lightly bit the corner of his lips, "Don't tell me you still refuse to give up? Didn't you also say back then that she has no cure? There is no way she is still alive."

The surroundings were peaceful, and the gloomy atmosphere was suddenly suppressed. After a long time, Mu Zhixuan whispered, "As long as there are still some possibilities, I will continue to search for them. Together with the world, this is my promise. Even if the mountains and rivers change, I will continue to look for them. It won't change." Qianqian's tenderness, delicate and long, but with a deep sense of melancholy.

Leng Feiyan's expression was shocked, and he stepped back unconsciously, looking at the pure figure in front of him in disbelief, it turned out that he never gave up.

Taking a deep breath, Leng Feiyan put away all his depression, and said: "According to the information from below, some clues have been found, and as far as I know these days, that woman is from Prince Qi's mansion, and her The identity is astonishing."

Leng Feiyan walked to Mu Zhixuan's side, whispered a few words in his ear, and then stood aside.

Mu Zhixuan said for a long time, "Since that's the case, continue to check."

Leng Feiyan nodded, but an imperceptible expression flashed under his eyes.

In the Ningcui Pavilion, the woman in pink looked proudly at the kneeling maid below, and asked coldly, "Are you sure you heard correctly?"

"You dare to use my life to guarantee that the princess was indeed sent to the stables to wash the horses by the prince." The servant below said hastily.

Xia Ruge picked up a piece of pastry with her jade fingers and put it into her mouth, with a sinister smile on the corner of her mouth, "It seems that we are going to greet the princess as well."