The abandoned concubine was actually Wang Zhuang: the paranoid prince was dumbfounded and chased aft

"Huh?" Feng Mingxi was a little surprised and raised his eyebrows to look at her, "It's hard to answer this question. If you stay with the same person for a long time, you may have misunderstandings!"

“Only when you experience something can you know your true intention.”

"what happened?"

Feng Mingxi felt that she seemed to have something on her mind, so she put down the tea cup and said, "If there is something wrong, you have to tell her."

"No." Murong Jiao shook her head and did not say anything about her and Ye Huang. She was very happy when he came to the capital and thought he was coming to see her.

But no, he came here because of Feng Mingxi.

The time when they first met was the darkest time in Yehuang's life, and perhaps the time when he hated the Murong family the most.

He probably doesn’t even remember himself!

"When your marriage is finalized, mine will be almost done too." Murong Jiao smiled brightly, not seeming to have something on her mind.

Seeing that she didn't mention Dongfang Fuguang, Feng Mingxi didn't mention it, "Yeah."

The two chatted for a while, and Murong Jiao went back. When leaving, she did not forget to tell her, "Find a way to get the handkerchief back for me."

Feng Mingxi nodded and agreed, and when she left, she came to Dongfang Fuguang.

"Jiaojiao probably didn't like you. She asked me to get the handkerchief."

Dongfang Fuguang chuckled, not surprised, "If you want a handkerchief, then get it yourself."

"You really plan to marry Jiaojiao!"

"It depends on fate! It's up to you to let me do it. If she doesn't want it, can I force it?" Dongfang Fuguang twisted the beads on his wrist, with a smile on his thin lips, and his heart was still, as if nothing and no one could arouse him. The waves in my heart.

"After arriving in Northern Qi, I found that what you said makes sense. By the time your cousin goes on the Northern Expedition, I might not be here anymore. If I'm not the emperor, then it's not my responsibility."

"My master said that I am not suitable for the mortal world, nor am I suitable for escaping into Buddhism." Dongfang Fuguang said in a very calm tone, "I always feel that there is no place for me in the vastness of the world."

He rarely talks about these things in his heart to others.

Feng Mingxi sighed inwardly, understanding that he regarded her as someone he could confide in, "Well, it will be fine. You don't have to worry too much. The current Northern Qi is already large enough and needs to be governed well. After the integration, the country will be stable before the Northern Expedition." .”

Dongfang Fuguang narrowed his eyes slightly, "It seems you know this aspect clearly!"

"I occasionally heard my father and the others discuss it. Even if my cousin wants to go on the Northern Expedition, you still have our Feng family! The second uncle and the second aunt will not ignore death."

"Anyway, it's not as bad as you think. If you marry a woman you don't love in order to keep your kingdom, but she loves you, that would be very unfair to her." Dongfang Fuguang frowned, "It's not that Murong Jiao didn't like her. me?"

Feng Mingxi touched her nose, "What about you?"

"..." Dongfang Fuguang didn't want to discuss this issue. Murong Jiao didn't come to get the things back in person, but asked her to get them. That was unintentional.

When he didn't get the handkerchief, Feng Mingxi sent someone to tell Murong Jiao.

After a few days, Murong Jiao couldn't bear it anymore and finally came to get the handkerchief again. Today, there were a few more people in the garden of Prince Feng's Mansion, including Dongfang Fuguang, Long Linghan, and Ye Huang...

When Murong Jiao followed the girl in, among the crowd, her eyes were locked on Ye Huang, and she held the hem of her skirt with both hands, "Ye Huang..."

Her delicate and soft voice instantly made people look at her unconsciously.

Ye Huang raised his eyes and glanced at her, seeming to remember something. The memory was a bit old. They hadn't seen each other for five or six years. Murong Jiao and Ye Huang were only eleven or twelve years old at that time.

He didn't recognize it for a while, and after a long time he said, "Princess An Ning?"

"Do you know each other?" Feng Mingxi looked at the two of them in surprise. Seeing that Murong Jiao looked at Ye Huang differently, she instantly understood in her heart that Murong Jiao didn't come to Feng Wang's Mansion for Dongfang Fuguang.

It's because of Ye Huang...

"Well, Prince An was stationed in Mocheng in the past, and the family lived in Mocheng for several years." Yehuang didn't look very good. When he saw Murong Jiao, he thought about many bad memories and looked away. It's like he doesn't want to see her.

Feng Mingxi remembered it after he said this, but he didn't expect that Murong Jiao and Ye Huang had known each other for a long time.

This suddenly made her feel a little bad.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Dongfang Fuguang said: "Princess An Ning is here to see me, right?"

"If you want a handkerchief, come with me."

Murong Jiao was a little at a loss. She had never thought that she would meet Ye Huang in this situation. He had obviously forgotten her, ignored her, and did not want to look at her again. She suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Is it wishful thinking on her part? Also, at that time, he had no intention of talking about the love between men and women. Thinking about her, her eyes were slightly red, and tears came out unexpectedly. Fortunately, Dongfang Guangguo blocked her from everyone's sight.

She hid in front of him. He was tall and upright, which made her petite and exquisite.

"Give it back to you." Dongfang Fuguang lowered his eyes and looked at the woman crying, frowned slightly, took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into her hand, speaking calmly. (End of chapter)