Chapter 615: Feng Lintian (eighteen)

He had seen Nie Wushuang far away, but none were as close as this moment. In front of Nie Wushuang, she has a beautiful appearance. Although she has been two decades old, she is still as beautiful as a fairy. Wearing a phoenix dress on her body not only won't make her beautiful, but also adds indescribable majesty and beauty. .
It is said that Nie Wushuang is the first beauty in the world.
The astonishment in his eyes passed by, but soon he covered it and smiled like a ritual.
Nie Wushuang saw that his face was relaxed and cheerful, a handsome face was as handsome as a jade carving, a red lips slightly ticked, and only gossiping with him.
Xiao Fengyi got better these days, and Tan Xing came up and talked with King Jing for a long time. Nie Wushuang looked at the sky and laughed: "The emperor, Jing Wang came from afar, and his clothes have not been changed. Otherwise, leave Jing Wang in the palace tonight, freshen up first, and then talk with Duan Wang at that time. How's it going? "
Xiao Fengxi nodded and said yes. King Jing thanked Shengen, so he retreated.
Nie Wushuang waited for Jing Wang to retreat, and then she was slightly coquettish: "The emperor's dragon body has just started to improve, and it can't take too long."
Xiao Fengxi stood up, looked at the direction King Jing left, and smiled lightly: "If you don't let him worry about his illness, you have to do a play first."
Nie Wushuang thought of the calmness of Jing Wang and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not that easy."
Xiao Fengxi frowned his sword brow and wanted to say something, suddenly he couldn't help coughing. Nie Wushuang saw him this way, knowing that he had just exhausted his mind again, and his heart was anxious: "Even if the emperor does not go at night."
"It doesn't matter." Xiao Fengxi shook her hand, slightly warming in her deep eyes: "It has been promised. If not, the three kings will probably guess."
Nie Wushuang nodded his head: "Then please the emperor to allow the courtiers to take a look at it."
Xiao Feng nodded.
Nie Wushuang helped him lean on the soft couch: "The emperor will rest for a while, and then he will be energetic at night."
Xiao Fengxi closed his eyes, and suddenly he opened slowly and asked, "Three kings have already entered Beijing, and there is another king. Why didn't He hear the news?"
Nie Wushuang was slightly surprised: "Who?"
"Jin King." Xiao Fengyi's eyes gradually became more complex: "Jin King in Luyang."
Nie Wushuang came up with curiosity: "Who is Jin Jin then? Why has Chen Ye never heard of him and never met him?"
Xiao Fengxi smiled bitterly: "You naturally don't know, even Xu hasn't seen him in ten years."
"Why?" Nie Wushuang was even more surprised. What kind of prince was not in Beijing for ten years?
Xiao Fengxuan sighed: "Jin King ranks eighth among the princes and is the youngest son of the emperor. This year ... he probably just became weak. That year ..."
His eyes darkened: "At that time, he was a child, and the emperor had just begun, and he was kicked out of the capital by the Queen Mother. At that time, I remembered very clearly. He looked at the Queen Mother's eyes coldly. He knows how to hate. When he said goodbye to his uncle, he said that he would never go to Beijing again in his life, unless ... unless he needed his day. "
When Nie Wushuang saw the gloom in his eyes, he couldn't help but put his hand on his cheek and comforted him: "The emperor don't feel sad, King Jin will definitely go to Beijing." Xiao Fengyi was modest and wanted to be very good with the kings. Seeing his half-brothers being kicked out of Beijing, the discomfort must be even more distressing.
Xiao Fengying looked at Nie Wushuang with a bitter smile: "You now understand how overbearing and powerful women the Queen Mother is. These princes have been expelled from the capital early. He can only watch them leave their homes one by one, with resentment and hatred. There is only five brothers ... "
He paused suddenly.
Nie Wushuang felt sour and said for a long time: "Yeah, only he stayed." With his tenacity and hatred, he tormented in double pain, waiting for the moment of revenge at the last moment.
Tears rolled down her eyes. As his cheeks warmed, he wiped the tears from her eyes: "Wushuang, you should be with him. Sometimes I often think, what should he do when you come back?"
Nie Wushuang looked at his thin, handsome face: "But he has already made a choice, and Chen Ye has made a choice. Feng Ye, love is not modest. It is owned."
She buried her in his warm arms: "In this life, it is enough to have an emperor and Changning."
Xiao Fengxi sighed and held her tightly, no longer talking.
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The Emperor's Night Banquet Three Kings, although not a big banquet, but a family banquet, are still rich in cuisine. Nie Wushuang and Xiao Fengzhang sat on the top, King Chu, King Duan and King Jing sat side by side, talking about ancient and modern, talking about the local customs, very happy.
Xiao Fengxi could not drink alcohol, so he replaced it with water. King Chu was a martial artist. After drinking for a while, when he was happy, he pulled Duan Wang and Jing Wang to fight wine. Xiao Fengxuan looked at the scene of the respectful brother and brother in front of him. This situation of Tianjia Hele has not been seen for a long time.
Nie Wushuang looked at his complexion, his heart darkened.
At this moment, there was a palace man outside the temple hurriedly, kneeling and said, "The emperor ... the emperor ... the king of Jin ... see you."
Xiao Fengyi thought he had heard it wrong, and the three kings stood up in surprise. The temple was silent for a while. Xiao Fengzhen stood up and looked back at Nie Wushuang, all eyes were pleasantly surprised.
"Xuan! Xuan Xuan!" Xiao Fengyi turned back and said quickly.
Nie Wushuang followed and stood up. Xiao Fengyu had stepped out of the hall, eagerly walking, the three kings looked at each other, and each had a complicated look on his face: Is it true that the emperor is seriously ill? !!
The crowd followed and saw the palace man lead a young man with a black suit. He walked steadily and quickly, and the palace trot couldn't catch up with him.
Finally he stepped on the high imperial steps, his face gradually exposed under the palace lantern. Xiao Fengxuan's eyes were excited and came forward personally.
The young man approached Xiao Fengxuan and knelt down, "The younger brother sees the emperor, and the emperor lives on!
Junlang's deep face and sharp and direct look, he was like a wolf breaking into the palace from the wilderness, full of vitality and fearlessness.
"Eighth brother! Are you ... eighth brother?" Xiao Feng trembled forward, trembling.

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