The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 1168 Ugly, the truth (1)
This is the revenge of killing his mother. Now that it has been brought to the fore, Lord Yanling can no longer stand idly by.

"Go back first!" At this time, Chu Xunyang seemed to have nothing to say, so he could only raise his hand to cover his hand holding the umbrella.

On this day, Mr. Yanling was in a bad mood after that. The two of them locked themselves in the room and sat for two hours. The rain weakened in the afternoon, and Chu Xunyang felt that there was no need to spend any more time here. , I ordered to pack up and return to Beijing.

When they came out this trip, they didn't bring many things with them, and it was convenient to pack them up.

Taking advantage of the light of the rain, the two hurriedly prepared to leave. They walked out from the side door of the palace together and got into the car. When they glanced inadvertently, they saw the drizzle like silk. Under the huge poplar tree, a tall man stood tall.

The man was wearing a dark green brocade robe, and looked extremely inconspicuous under such a gray sky, but both Lord Yanling and Chu Xunyang recognized him at the first sight.

Chu Xunyang sighed slightly, and looked sideways at Lord Yanling.

Lord Yanling's expression was as usual, he was silent for a moment, and then walked towards that person with an umbrella.

"Princess—" Qing Luo whispered with some worry.

"Get in the carriage first!" Chu Xunyang said, before he bent over and got into the carriage.

Lord Yanling walked slowly, until he was five steps away from the man before he stopped.

Looking at the person coming, the smile on the corner of his lips has naturally raised: "Uncle! Long time no see, I thought you would rush back to drink my wedding wine!"

Feng Yi did not open an umbrella, he should have been standing here for a long time, his body was already drenched by rain, even though there was still rain dripping down his face, but the appearance of standing with his hands behind his back was nowhere to be seen. The slightest embarrassment.

"Are those forms so important?" Feng Yi asked back, today he was also uncharacteristically, the expression between his brows and eyes seemed very serious.

When Concubine Yang was bestowed to death, although he was young and still ignorant, it was obvious that the position between him and Emperor Chongming had never changed over the years. Knowing the taboo of the other party, he had been wandering around with nothing to do. , seldom show up in the capital.

Even if Emperor Chongming didn't believe his indifferent nature, he was just a loner, and he was not a threat at all.

Even for a long time in the past, Lord Yanling thought so, but——

Feng Yi didn't rush back to attend his wedding.

From that day on, he suddenly knew with certainty that his little uncle was not as mediocre as he appeared on the surface. He did not intentionally act in front of others. This has already shown a clear attitude. In fact— —

He didn't fear and respect Emperor Chongming that much either.

"Little uncle, you have something to tell me, why do you need to go around such a detour?" Lord Yanling smiled, as if he had escaped from the previous depressed mood just the moment he saw him.

"I'm just telling you the truth." Feng Yi didn't hide it, and said calmly, "Junyu, I don't know what you think, even if you don't want to take the initiative to embarrass others, some positions are destined by nature. I have no choice, and neither do you. You always know how to judge the situation, weigh the pros and cons, and how to take the road ahead. You probably don’t need your uncle to teach you? Even if it’s nothing to do with those old enemies, it’s just for—”

As he spoke, his tone suddenly paused, his eyes staggered from Lord Yanling, and he looked at the carriage in the distance, and said sarcastically, "Do you think Feng Liancheng is really reliable?"

Is Feng Liancheng really reliable?

He doesn't even trust his biological father, and even his adoptive mother can calculate without scruples. How can a person like him be reliable?
"Uncle, the battle for the throne in the royal family is not my battlefield!" In the end, Lord Yanling just said this.

"Your mother probably thought the same way back then, but what happened?" Feng Yi asked back. When he mentioned Princess Yangxian, although his expression was calm, his eyes were far-reaching. You don't understand, your background is there, these things are destined not to stay out of it, even if you don't take the initiative to blend in, you are destined to be unable to hide, rather than being controlled by others, it is better to act first."

Lord Yanling was noncommittal, looking back at him with such a coquettish and elegant smile on his face.

This mask of his, placed in front of people, has never changed over the years.

In fact, Feng Yi has long been used to it, but for some reason, seeing it in his eyes at this moment, he suddenly feels a little restless in his heart——

He didn't like that Lord Yanling had such an indistinguishable smile on him, because he couldn't read the other person's emotions, and he didn't like the feeling of losing control of everything.

The light rain is still pattering non-stop.

Chu Xunyang's carriage has been parked at the gate of the palace in the distance.

She seemed to have never intended to show up.

"It's better to strike first?" Lord Yanling slowly played with these words between his lips and teeth. His voice was a little vague, but more of it was exaggerated with obvious irony. Looking at Fengyi in front of him, he said: "So Little uncle, you have always upheld such a style, right?"

His tone was neither slow nor slow, and apart from the mild sarcasm, he didn't even have any other emotions.

But this sentence——

But really suddenly.

Unexpectedly, a crack appeared on Fengyi's calm face. He frowned unexpectedly, and couldn't help but suddenly changed his face. At that moment, the expression on his face turned extremely serious. .

He also looked at Lord Yanling fixedly, and after a long time, he said without joy or sadness, "Since when did you know?"

"Little uncle, I'm not a fool!" Lord Yanling said, he had been standing face to face with Fengyi all this time, and he didn't show any loss or pain because of the removal of this scar, so he never avoided Fengyi from the beginning to the end. Between his gaze and that expression, he was even more peaceful and calm than Feng Yi.

"Why did you suddenly appear in Xiyue at that time? It can't be true that you passed by by accident, right? Although I don't know you, I know my father, even though he would blame everything on that surname for my mother's matter. Yang's woman, but at that time, you were just an ignorant child who had just turned five years old, even if it was just for the sake of mother, he shouldn't alienate you like that, but after so many years, you are like strangers "Jun Yanling said, his tone was extremely stable, as if he was just discussing an unimportant trifle, "He is not that kind of person, no matter how reluctant he is, but for the sake of his mother, he will definitely If you do it, you won’t be abandoned, why would he alienate you? You know the reason better than me, little uncle, right?”

(End of this chapter)