Chapter 744 (1/2)
Feng Yunzheng was still, looking at Feng Ye with a slight smile on his face, and said, ”brother Bawang returned in triumph. My father must have been waiting anxiously in the palace. Brother Bawang, please first.”
No one expected that his highness Jiu, who was very happy today, would first give in. You know, there is a big taboo.
Feng Yunzheng raised his hand and motioned for the reception team to step aside——
”No!” Feng Ye opens his mouth, raises his hand and waves. The people and horses behind him immediately stand aside - after all, they are well-trained soldiers, who naturally move faster than these kiss receiving teams.
Soon, he made way for his highness nine to move forward.
”Thank you, brother Bawang.” Feng Yunzheng holds his fist again——
”Keep going!” The night wind raised his hand and spoke loudly.
Therefore, the sound of gongs and drums and suona sounded again——
Feng Ye jumped down from his horse and stood on the street. His weather beaten face was firm. He watched the big red flower sedan passing slowly in front of him. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, grabbed a corner of the sedan, clenched his fist and trembled. The green veins on his forehead burst faintly, and the bottom of his eyes was filled with meaning, heartache and cold feelings——
The sedan bearers were stunned, and the team had to stop again. Feng Yunzheng turned back and held the reins tightly. A trace of cold had condensed in the corners of his eyes and asked:
”If it weren't for my mother, would it be possible for you and me...”
Lian Xiangyue in the sedan chair felt the power on the sedan chair. Her hand secretly held the handkerchief and said, ”it's impossible.”
”...” Feng Ye's heart twitched and hurt, but he still didn't let go, and his eyes were full of inaction.
”Your Highness Ba returned in triumph. The emperor will wait in Rongyuan hall. I think the emperor has a lot to ask his highness.”
Hearing this sound, Feng Ye held the sedan chair's hand and slowly released it. A touch of pain flashed in his eyes and said:
”Girl...”
”Go!” Even the moon didn't wait for him to say anything, but he gave a voice and ordered.
”Let's go, let's go!” The night breeze hurried to say loudly, his back had raised a trace of coolness, and Feng Yunzheng slowly loosened his hand holding the reins——
Watching the sedan car team go away, Feng Ye stays behind after all.
”Your Highness, Princess Xian is still waiting for you to save him! Your Highness has a heavy responsibility and a long way to go, but don't be obsessed with children and women! ” The speaker is Feng Ye's grandfather, Duke Xu. He looks at Feng Ye eagerly.
Feng Ye looks at his grandfather and finally moves forward with a big stride. He jumps up and gets on the horse's back.
”Drive!” The steed went away and rushed all the way to the palace, running counter to Lian Xiangyue.
Feng Ye looks up and sighs, but her heart hurts inexplicably——
Won the war and lost her completely!
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