Love in Xuancheng

"You take the king's token and go to the palace in person to persuade Feng Xuancheng to send the three brothers of Shen to escort Princess Zhuo Wen to Si Qi Sade tribe and bring more people and horses to go in a big way."

Yun'an hesitated for a moment and finally said, "it's about the face of the country. Even if he reluctantly responded, it's hard for the ministers to agree."

Feng moye said impatiently, "then tell him that Xiao Qing is the king's man. As for whether the ministers answer or not, it's not something you have to worry about."

Yun'an bows his hand and is about to leave. Feng moye says, "you don't have to report such things in the future. The Shen family is their own. You can discuss and deal with them by yourself."

Yun'an's footsteps stiffened, relieved for a moment, and dodged into the night.

"What did Duan Wen say?" as soon as yun'an left, Feng moye turned his head and asked Luo Chen.

Luo Chen was slightly stunned and hurriedly said: "the condition of Lord Muyun has changed, but now it has been temporarily controlled, so that the master doesn't have to worry."

Feng moye closed his eyes slightly when he heard the speech, and his eyebrows wrinkled into the word "Chuan". It seems that it's faster to settle everything here and take yue'er back to Xuancheng as soon as possible. No matter how, they have to meet their father and daughter.

It was already three o'clock after handling the trivial matters. Feng moye left his study and returned to the meteor hall. As soon as he entered the inner room, he found Shen Xingyue wrapped in a quilt and shrunk in a corner of the bed, staring at the question. Seeing that Feng moye came back, he suddenly relaxed and cried.

"What's the matter, moon?" Feng moye saw something bad in his heart and flashed to Shen Xingyue.

Shen Xingyue rushed into his arms and hugged him tightly. Her voice trembled and murmured vaguely, "man in black, what a terrible face!" her eyes were full of panic. The whole body trembled, as if it was not lightly frightened.

Feng moye stroked her back and gently comforted, "the moon is not afraid. There will be no more people in black with my king! Let me see if I'm hurt!"

Shen Xingyue shook her head carelessly and held him tightly. Feng moye had no choice but to stretch out his hand to investigate.

After confirming that she was not hurt, she raised her eyes and began to look into the room. When she first entered the door, she was all in her mind. At this time, she found that something had really happened. The deep knife mark beside the bed, the torn curtain, the blood on the ground, the embroidered stool turned over in the fight, the open window

Feng moye shouted Luo Chen in a deep voice, "go and catch the king alive!"

"Don't go, I'm afraid!" Shen Xingyue stepped up holding Feng moye's hand.

"Don't go, don't go, the king is here with the moon, not afraid!" Feng moye's heart stabbed and hurt, his eyes were cold, and he was angry. The woman who dared to hurt the king must make you hate to live.

After soothing for a long time, I felt that she gradually relaxed. After a while, her breathing gradually became stable and even. She was sleeping quietly in her arms, but her hand was still around his waist. Feng moye gently took her around her hand, hugged her in her arms again, and lay down with her to rest together.

The next morning, Shen Xingyue woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself sleeping in Feng moye's arms. Only then did she put her heart down.

Feng moye opened his eyes, lowered his head, looked at the frightened man in his arms and promised: "no one will hurt yue'er in the future!"

Shen Xingyue arched in his arms and gave a low "um".

Noticing her move, Feng moye felt a dull pain in his heart. He couldn't help reaching out and tightly encircling her in his arms. He said in a warm voice, "how about talking to the king?"