First Daughter is so charming: Your Majesty, you are poisonous

After seeing Feng Yici's injury, Feng Cheng also gathered his look and said positively, "I'm fine. If I'm injured, go and bandage the wound first!"

"Thank you for your concern." Feng Yici can finally relax. Lin Xiao is right. He covered up his purpose in this way, but what Feng Yici didn't expect was that his father didn't die at all, so all this was the plot of Feng Hua Yin and Ning Xiyue.

Ning Xiyue quietly looked at the person in front of her at this time, and a cold feeling flashed in her ironic eyes. If she wanted Feng Yizhi to die, now he had no way out. Feng Yizhi should be grateful for his life.

It seems that all this has been settled, and the county has not ascended the throne. Although the emperor's body is not so serious, he doesn't want to interfere in the affairs of the imperial court.

After nightfall, Ning Xiyue and Feng Huayin were with the emperor in the heart nourishing hall.

"Father emperor, my son thought you..." Feng Huayin said with a complex look.

After hearing the speech, Feng Cheng slowly took back his eyes, coughed a little, and then said, "I also think I can't overcome this difficulty this time, but fortunately, with you, a smart princess, I have to admit that the eighth princess is indeed a lucky star for us to help Chen!"

After hearing this sentence, Ning Xiyue was a little embarrassed in her eyes, and then said in a helpless tone: "in fact, I knew Zheng Zelan was drugging my father, so I sneaked into the palace that night and discussed this countermeasure with my father. What I didn't expect was that they were all fooled."

"I see. It's hard for me to hide the moon." Feng Huayin smiled helplessly.

Looking at Feng Huayin's look at this time, Ning Xiyue smiled and shook his head. Unexpectedly, Feng Huayin still had such a scene? After thinking of this, he gathered his look and said solemnly, "it's just my father. What are you going to do with them next?"

Hearing this, Feng Cheng's look was a little stiff. After considering the words at his mouth for a moment, he couldn't help opening his lips and said, "since those ministers have admitted their mistakes, I will give them another chance, but this woman can't forgive me. I won't kill her. I will only let him live in the cold palace all his life."

Ning Xiyue's expression slightly brought out some complexity, and then whispered, "everything depends on the meaning of the father emperor."

"It's late at night, let's go back and have a rest..." Feng Cheng said earnestly.

After they left the heart nourishing hall, they walked slowly to the palace. In the palace that had just experienced the killing, they could even ask a little bloody smell.

"What's on your mind?" Feng Huayin couldn't help asking.

After hearing the speech, Ning Xiyue couldn't help but feel a little more helpless. When considering it, he slowly opened his lips and said, "I'm just thinking about what happened today. I feel that all this is like a dream. Now when I wake up, I must lose a lot of things."

Looking at Ning xieyue's look at this time, Feng Huayin felt particularly distressed. At present, he covered Ning xieyue with his cloak, slowly opened his lips and said, "well, now the dust has settled, and many things will become the past tonight. Such things will never happen again."

Listening to Feng Huayin's words to himself, Ning Qiyue's heart relaxed a little. When considering it, he nodded, smiled at Feng Huayin and said, "thank you..."

"Thank me for what?" Feng Huayin is a little strange.

"Thank you for all this. You have done enough for me and the people." In fact, Ning Xiyue didn't want Feng Huayin to be the emperor at the beginning, but I don't need to think about who her heart candidate is tonight.

After thinking of these things, Ning Xiyue's heart began to panic, because she was tired of living in the court hall, and she didn't want to face the so-called intrigues. After so many things, she just wanted to live her own life. Isn't that good?

Looking at Ning xieyue, she seems to be worried, but she doesn't tell herself anything. Feng Huayin's heart is a little helpless. What is she thinking?

One night later, Ning Xiyue got up early and made some food for Feng Huayin. He always felt that he spent a lot of time together every day, but he didn't know why he was afraid of losing.

"Why does the princess have no spirit all day?" Yuhuan couldn't help asking.

After hearing the speech, Ning Xiyue came out of his thoughts and said faintly, "nothing. I'm just thinking that everything has settled down now. Suddenly I don't know what I should do."

After hearing this, Yu Huan was a little more surprised. After considering the words at her mouth for a moment, she subconsciously opened her lips and said, "does the princess feel uneasy?"

"Nothing. Go and see if your highness gets up. The chicken soup is ready. It's not good to drink when it's cold." Ning Xiyue said gently.

A few days later, there was no one around Zheng Zelan in the plum garden. He was used to the days when clothes came and food came and opened his mouth. Zheng Zelan is now particularly painful.

"Go, call that bitch to see the palace, go!" Zheng Zelan kept yelling.

The watchman outside couldn't help satirizing: "pay back the palace. What do you think you are? You're already a woman in a cold palace. Don't want to come out all your life."

After hearing the speech, Zheng Zelan grabbed the fence in front of him with both hands and said angrily: "nonsense, you are all talking nonsense. The emperor will come to see this palace. This palace is the imperial concubine of the current dynasty!"

"Hahaha, let's go. Let's ignore this crazy woman." Then he walked away.

A moment later, the sound of footsteps came from the door. Zheng Zelan looked up and enlarged her pupil: "you're here, you're finally here, rather analyze the moon!"

"Yes, I'm coming!" Ning Xiyue wore a plum red dress. Her face without powder was beautiful enough to overshadow all the blooming flowers around her.

"Do you think this palace has lost? No, this palace has not lost." Zheng Zelan said with a smile.

Looking at the woman in front of her, Ning Qiyue's eyes took a bit of indifference. Her thin lips slowly opened and said, "at this time, you still don't understand where you lose?"

After hearing the speech, Zheng Zelan stared and said, "so what? My today is your tomorrow."

After hearing this sentence, Ning Xiyue's eyes flashed a cold idea, and then said coldly, "then you'd better pray that this day will come soon, otherwise you won't see that day."