Need for Highness, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 492 The Best Companion (2)
Later, when he was finally sent away from the palace to the Fengwang Mansion, he was somewhat disappointed. Even in this Fengwang Mansion, he could live more comfortably, enjoy the more sincere family affection, enjoy Seeing the same fatherly love and motherly love as ordinary people, he still feels a little lonely.

Fortunately, there is still that girl by his side, at least whether it is inside or outside the palace, this has never changed.

When hearing the news of his father's death, Feng Jingle didn't know for the first time what mood and expression he should use to face this matter.

The emperor is not in good health recently, Feng Jingle has heard these words many times from his father, why doesn't he understand what his father means, doesn't he just want him to enter the palace to visit the emperor!
However, he never stepped into the palace gate.

His surname is Feng now, he is Feng Jingle, not Shen Jingle anymore, and now his father is King Feng, not Emperor.

After his father left, he still didn't enter the palace to see him for the last time.

Even if his mother and brother Huang spoke, he still didn't move.

In the cool night, the young man in white single clothes sat quietly by the lake in the backyard of Fengwang Mansion, his expression was indifferent, completely different from the smiling face in the daytime, as if he had been replaced by another person, He looked extremely mature, he looked like an adult, and there were endless thoughts in those bright moon eyes.

Those noisy voices in the palace, that chaotic scene... and here are completely two extremes.

"Are you really not going?"

At some point, a girl in a white dress of the same color sat quietly beside him, and asked softly after a while.

Lian Man's footsteps were the most familiar to Feng Jingle, he would never hear them wrong, even if the footsteps were extremely soft.

In front of Lian Man, Feng Jingle never had to pretend to be such a heartless son who only knows how to play games in the world.

"Ok!"

A faint sound was the answer.

Afterwards, Lian Man didn't say anything more, just stayed by his side quietly all the time.

After a while, it was Feng Jingle who turned his head first, and asked Lian Man, "Don't you think I'm cold-blooded?"

Even Feng Jingle himself didn't know why he suddenly asked such a question. He didn't care if others misunderstood him, so why bother to ask?
Maybe, subconsciously, he was a little worried about what the person in front of him thought of him!

Lian Man shook his head very naturally: "If you were cold-blooded, you wouldn't be staying here now!"

"I know that you are just a little confused now. You don't know what your identity is when you enter the palace now, you don't know how to address the emperor, and you don't know whether the emperor will be happy or not after knowing that you have gone. Happy..." Lian Man could fully understand what Feng Jingle was thinking at this moment.

At this time, Shen Jingyi has not yet ascended the throne, so the emperor is still the emperor.

"Yeah, I really don't know, what kind of mood will he feel after knowing that I went to see him?" Feng Jingle really didn't know, he had such a slight hesitation to enter the palace, just because he was worried, In fact, his father didn't want to see him enter the palace to visit him as someone else's son.

"Actually, I think the emperor will be very happy!" Lian Man expressed his thoughts lightly.

Feng Jingle blurted out and asked, "Why?"

Lian Man tilted his head and said, "I don't know, it's just my feeling!"

After hearing this, Feng Jingle lowered his head, thoughtful.

Suddenly, he pulled up Lian Man, and then flew to a place with her.

Lian Man didn't need to think too much, he already guessed where he was going now.

Although there was not much change in the expression on his face, Lian Man knew very well that Feng Jingle cared about his father very much, and it was because he cared too much that he hesitated like that.

On the hill beside the palace, there seemed to be two white figures.

Looking down from here, you can just see the brightly lit palace.

Feng Jingle finally let go of Lian Man's little hand, and slowly and earnestly walked in the direction where his father was now, and kowtowed hard three times.

Afterwards, Lian Man followed Feng Jingle to do the same thing, and then silently knelt aside, not disturbing Feng Jingle.

The moon was shining brightly in the sky, and the night was dark, but it couldn't hide the light of these two white figures.

"Hey, Feng Jingle, you can cry if you want to!" Lian Man suddenly turned his head, elbowed Feng Jingle who was still in a daze, but his eyes were glowing, and said lightly.

Although Feng Jingle was Lian Man's master and he was his bodyguard, Lian Man never called him master in private, instead he almost always called him by his first name like this.

And Feng Jingle also likes Lian Man to treat him like an ordinary person.

For those who dare to call him "Feng Jingle" directly, it seems that there is really no other person in this world except Lian Man.

Of course, people like Feng Wang, Feng Wangfei, Shen Jingyi and others have never called Feng Jingle like this.

Feng Jingle raised his head, looked back at that delicate little face, put away all the sharpness around him for a while, and then began to choke up and said: "Lian Xiaoman, lend me your shoulder to lean on, OK?"

In front of Lian Man, this Feng Jingle will always look like this, which makes her helpless and funny.

"Well, I have to pay back after borrowing it!" Lian Man replied very calmly, without even moving his eyelashes.

Before he finished speaking, Feng Jingle had already leaned his head completely on Lian Man's right shoulder, and then muttered in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's okay to pay you back for the rest of your life!"

The voice was very soft, but on such a quiet cliffside, every word fell into Lian Man's ears clearly.

On Lian Man's indifferent face, there was also a slight blush on his cheeks, but under this dark night, some people couldn't see it clearly.

Soon, Lian Man felt a chill on his shoulder.

Make him cry, and he really does cry.

And this crying seemed to be completely unstoppable.

Feng Jingle's tears fell unceremoniously and readily, wetting Lian Man's clothes drop by drop, and also hitting her heart.

Before this, no one had seen Feng Jingle shed tears, and indeed he had never shed tears, of course the time when he was a baby didn't count.

(End of this chapter)