The Reborn Wife Returns

Chapter 176 I miss you, why are you here now (2)
Qi Jingfeng?
Feng Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes fell on the paper she made up, and he said nonchalantly, "Is the one in white Qi Jingfeng?"

"But……"

"He is far away in Yanbei, how could he have time to come to the capital? If he would come, he would have returned to the capital with you." Feng Ming said disapprovingly, his eyes were as deep as the sea, staring at the direction of the city gate, a dark glow emerged.

Gong Qinglan lifted the curtain, and the empty city gate was like a black hole with no sparks in it.It seems that the white shadow that slapped the horse just now was just an illusion.

Sliding the words and sentences written by him with the fingertips, he was sure of what Feng Ming had done behind her back.

"Let's not talk about whether he will come to the capital or not, but tell me first, what's the matter with this letter?" Gong Qinglan's lips curled up, with a smile on her face, she looked at him firmly and said, "Did you write him a letter? Or...you tampered with my letter?" Gong Qinglan could only think of this, looking at the letter, the words were sharp, as if poking someone's foot.

Feng Ming felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, he casually stacked the pieces in a pile, and said calmly: "Am I going to be so boring? Or, do you think too highly of yourself? Why do you want to tamper with your letter? As for This letter is just an occasional bad joke."

Seeing that his eyes never met hers, Gong Qinglan concluded that she felt guilty.Don't bother with him, thinking about that white shadow in my heart.It's not the man in white, so he suspects it's Qi Jingfeng, but he is familiar with it, and somehow feels that he is sure of it with just one look!

Sighing lightly, if he came to the capital, he would definitely look for her.

Feng Ming was thinking in his heart, no matter what, he couldn't let Qi Jingfeng meet her.At that time, what should the unscrupulous person sue and frame him?

The two returned to the National Teacher's Mansion with their own thoughts, stood at the fork in the road, and stopped at the same time.

"I……"

"you……"

The two spoke in unison, paused at the same time, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Feeling embarrassed, Gong Qinglan gestured for Fengming to speak first.

Feng Ming stared at her deeply, moved his lips, as if organizing his words.Just when Gong Qinglan thought he would not speak, she said in a deep and mellow voice: "You will, and you will return to Yanbei after completing the mission? Even if he finds him, you will not go back with him?"

Gong Qinglan was stunned, pursed the corners of her lips, and said bluntly: "Fengming, I have exceeded my expectations in coming here. Originally, it was only for secret edicts, but now, I have made so many calculations and delayed a lot of time. Yanbei, I really want to go back." If he came to pick her up, she would go back with him without hesitation.

"Why? Is it not good here?" Feng Ming blurted out, and immediately, as if aware of something wrong, a pair of peach-blossom eyes flashed with annoyance.

"My home, my root, and my support are in Yanbei. Even if it's bad there, I still want to go back. Besides, I don't like Kyoto." Gong Qinglan felt that at the foot of the emperor, the gathering place of imperial power, too Tired, too dull and depressing.

Don't like Kyoto?
Is it because there is no him here?
The corners of Feng Ming's mouth curled up, a little self-deprecating.

"Remember, don't lose your word." After Feng Ming finished speaking, he went back to the yard without looking back.

Gong Qinglan watched his fading back, disappeared into the flowery garden, and turned into the pavilion.Slowly looking back, thinking about who was his wife in the previous life?It seems to be an Anping Princess who was adopted under the empress's name. She goes deep and keeps quiet, so she has never seen her at the banquet last time.In her previous life, she focused on the inner house, so she rarely heard these rumors, and she didn't know what kind of woman she was.

Royal Palace
When Jimo Qingtian heard that Shui Yao was killed, anger flashed in his eyes.Even though Shui Yao was so bold that he committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, he should be executed!
"Bring him!" Jimo Qingtian waved his hand, and the guards went out immediately, and brought Xue Tao, the leader of the Imperial Forest Army, to the Imperial Study Room.

"Join the emperor in a humble position." Xue Tao knelt on one knee.

"You killed Shui Yao?" Jimo Qingtian looked down at Xue Tao condescendingly.

"Reporting to the emperor, Mr. Shui absconded in fear of crime. He resisted the order and disrespected him. He was ordered to kill him on the spot for his humble position!" Xue Tao replied sternly.

"Presumptuous!" Jimo Qingtian was furious, slapped the table with his palm, and said angrily, "Did I issue an imperial edict to you? You killed the important officials of the court without authorization. You are a treason, and you should be executed for the crime!" The killing intent in his eyes was strong, The death of Shui Yao ruined his plan, how can he not be angry?
Not everyone can offend the power of the emperor!

Xue Tao saw that the emperor had murderous thoughts, and said without changing his expression: "The humble official obeyed the order, Master Shui disobeyed the order and disrespected, assassinated the national teacher, the national teacher is very upset."

Jimo Qingtian clenched his fists and his anger subsided instantly, Shui Yao's death was a foregone conclusion.Fengming, Jimo Qingtian rubbed the center of his brows, said: "Shuifu slaughters the three clans!" He waved his hand, signaling Xue Tao to go down.

Xue Tao was taken aback for a moment, did this appease the emperor's anger?
He knew in his heart that the national teacher had saved his life!
Waiting for the people to leave, Jimo Qingtian regained his composure.Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to capture Gong Qinglan, but now in order to appease Fengming, he had no choice but to take it easy.

The next day, Lu Baoer handed the sachet that she had made overnight to Gong Qinglan: "Young Mistress, the sachet is ready, and it contains the flowers and plants you want."

Gong Qinglan nodded and looked at the sachet. The sachet was made of red Yuehua brocade, embroidered with the word "Fu", with jade beads on both ends of the belt, and tassels on the end, which was very delicate.

Holding the sachet, Gong Qinglan took Bao'er to the study together.

Knock on the door, push it open, and enter.

Feng Ming lay sideways on the couch, supported his head with one hand, and flipped through the historical records with the other.Hearing the sound of the door opening, he didn't lift his eyelids.

Gong Qinglan casually put the sachet embroidered by Lu Baoer on his book, Feng Ming's eyes paused, with obvious surprise.I don't know why she suddenly threw the sachet in front of his eyes?

"For you." Gong Qinglan glanced at his books with a smile, unofficial history?He raised his eyebrows: "So you also like to read this kind of book."

"Who else would like to read it? Qi Jingfeng?" Feng Ming closed the book, hooked up the rope with his slender fingers, and looked at it close to his eyes. The embroidery skills are not bad, and he commented faintly in his heart.

"He doesn't read these serious books, he only reads idle books like the mean." Gong Qinglan said with a faint smile.

"..." Feng Ming pursed her rose-colored lips, slightly twisted his brows, and his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see the slightest hint of sarcasm on her face.

Gong Qinglan didn't mean to be sarcastic at all. When she was a child, Aunt Ji was in charge of the house, instilling in her that no talent is virtue. She didn't teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, but asked her embroiderer to teach her needlework. It is inevitable that others will say that she is harsh on the prostitute.

Literacy and reading books, it was only after getting to know Qi Shaoheng in the previous life that he worked hard to learn.But all I read are poems and poems, how can I know the Four Books and Five Classics?In her understanding, unofficial history is official history, which records historical legends, but she does not know that unofficial history is idle books, which record little-known secrets, and deeds that official history dare not record are somewhat exaggerated and distorted.

(End of this chapter)