Chapter 667: Feng Lintian (the original heart)

The Gonggong Lin heard only a long sigh: "The emperor, go back. The queen mother is still waiting in the temple."
Xiao Fengxi looked out of the door where he had not seen people for a long time, and finally came out of the bamboo house. Returning to the mountain temple, King Chu has returned to the capital of the capital. Nie Wushuang rested in the mid-level pavilion, just silently.
The cup of tea in front of him was so cold that he did not take a sip, and he left in no way. Tiannandibei, never know where he is. This dull pain hit the heart slowly and painlessly.
The tears in Nie Wushuang's eyes quietly rolled down, but her shoulders sank. She turned back, but met Xiao Fengyi's gentle eyes. Distressed in her heart, she lowered her head and rested in his arms: "Emperor ..."
"I saw him." Xiao Fengxuan sighed, "but he is still puzzled."
Nie Wushuang's nose was sore, he held back the pain in his heart, and slowly said, "Maybe as the emperor said, one day he will want to understand."
Xiao Fengxi shook her hand and looked at her eyes, and said gently: "Let's go. It doesn't help to stay here. I believe we will meet him one day."
Nie Wushuang looked at him and his face like a spring breeze, and sighed in his heart, stroking his neat edge: "Feng Feng, thank you." Thanks for his generosity, thank him for trusting her, and she owes him Too much too much ...
Xiao Fengxian sighed and sighed her tightly: "If you are without you, the day and night are just days and nights long for you ..."
...
Three days later, hunting in the suburbs of Beijing. Early in the morning, Nie Wushuang put on a soft armor for Xiao Fengyu himself, and put a self-defense dagger in his sleeve. Xiao Fengxuan looked at her nervous complexion and couldn't help chuckling: "You can rest assured that it won't be what you think, let alone the guard in front of the imperial guard."
Nie Wushuang frowned: "The courtiers are still not assured. The emperor will bring Ouyang too. He must be closely guarded."
Xiao Fengzhen moved his palm and smiled, "What are you afraid of? You forgot that the skill of riding a shooter is higher than Ouyang's commander." His smile brought the arrogance of the king to the world.
Nie Wushuang also said that when he looked at his face with a smile, he could not help raising a feeling of emotion, this was her husband. It is the prince of the world, Xiao Fengyi.
She could not help leaning in his arms: "Wushuang returned in the palace, the emperor."
Xiao Fengxi shook her hand, put a kiss on her lips, and smiled: "Okay." His expression was so relaxed and cozy, as if he was going to an outing instead of Longtan Tigers' Cave.
"Father Emperor, Father Emperor! Changning will also go!" Chang Ning's clear voice came from the door of the palace. He was wearing a small strong suit. Although he was small, he could tell that the jade tree was in the wind.
"Father Emperor, Queen Mother." The Prince followed with a smile, and met the Empress and courteously.
Nie Wushuang looked at Chang Ning who was tired of Xiao Fengying and sighed with a headache: "Chang Ning, you can't go!"
"No, Changning is going!" Changning grumbled, not knowing the danger here.
The prince looked at Chang Ning's pitiful appearance and smiled, "Mother and mother rest assured that the son and daughter will take good care of the five younger brothers."
Nie Wushuang couldn't help looking at Xiao Fengdi. Xiao Fengxian groaned for a while, and asked the prince, "Can you really take good care of Changning?"
The Prince immediately knelt down and said, "The son-in-law must not let the fifth brother be injured."
Xiao Fengyi looked back at Nie Wushuang, Wen said, "Let Changning go. Let him go out of the palace to see the world."
Nie Wushuang was so anxious that she pulled over Xiao Fengxuan and whispered, "But the emperor, if something happens in the suburbs of Beijing this time ..."
"If the eagle is going to give him a world," Xiao Fengxi said in a deep voice. Nie Wushuang nodded heartily at the clear and eager eyes behind Xiao Fengyi.
"That Chenchen believes in the emperor and His Royal Highness." Nie Wushuang looked at Changning and said slowly.
Changning didn't understand the key point. He heard his mother promise, cheered, and jumped on the Prince: "Prince, let's go!"
He said, pulling the prince and walking happily outward.
Xiao Fengyi embraced Nie Wushuang as he watched two large and one small figures leave, sighing and holding Nie Wushuang tightly. His eyes went into her eyes, and there was a deep affection that moved her deeply: "Wushuang, waiting for me to come back."
His lips pressed against her lips, and the dragonfly nodded slightly, turning back with a smile. Nie Wushuang watched his figure of Ming Huang disappear in the light of Chen Xi, and for some reason his eyes were full of sweetness and sourness. This is the emperor's love he gave her, generous and tolerant, with all his trust.
The emperor and the kings hunted in the suburbs of Beijing, and all the ceremonies were exhausted. The entire palace seemed to be empty. Nie Wushuang stood on the Yinfeng high platform and watched the last team of guards go out of the palace gate before regaining his gaze.
"The queen maiden, beware of the cold." Behind her, the intimate voice of the maid was ringing in time.
Nie Wushuang turned his head, only to find the maid behind her familiar. She recognized for a while, then smiled, "It's you."
In front of Rong Qingxiu, Yan Qiu was thin but quiet. She lowered her head deeply: "Queen maiden, beware of cold." She said to put on her cloak.
Nie Wushuang looked at her face carefully. She was less childish and shy, and a little more calm and indifferent. It seems that this calamity is just an opportunity for her to be reborn.
Yan Qiu stepped forward and held Nie Wushuang's hand, slowly stepped down from the high platform, and whispered: "The slaves thanked the queen's mother's forgiveness. The slaves could not wait for a while and could only serve the mother for a while.
Nie Wushuang looked at her quiet eyebrows and sighed leisurely: "You still have to leave this palace."
"Yes, slaves were originally lowly people, not suitable for the life of the palace." Yan Qiu said quietly. The stone steps in front of me turned down, and the wind of the high platform passed sharply. Next to her was Nie Hou, the most noble person in the world, but her heart was so quiet at this time.
"It's good to understand my heart." Nie Wushuang smiled slightly at her, Xiao Xiaoyouyuan smiled: "Many people have to go through a very miserable price and go a long way to find what they want. "
Yan Qiu heard the sadness in her words, and just wanted to ask, Nie Wushuang had already turned back and slowly walked down the high platform.