Not available? Yan Yu tilted his head and didn't have to do anything. How could he live alone here without time? Could it be that he had to be with the man named Qiu Feiyu and refused to go with him? So Yan Yu asked back angrily: "Do you think I'm here to ask you for your opinion?"

Feng Huali glanced at Yan Yu and saw that he had no expression on his face. It was obvious that this was the order. Feng Huali blessed her body indifferently: "Yes."

After saying that, Feng Hua took a step back and returned to the room. Before closing the door, Feng Huali casually took a bowl of porridge from the maid next to him, and then pointed to the pile of delicious dishes, saying regretfully: "I appreciate the good intentions of the emperor, but I really don't have that much appetite. I still have to rest. The emperor also asks me to go back and rest."

Then, before Yan Yu followed, all he bumped into was the cold wooden door. The door was locked from inside. Yan Yu repeatedly knocked on the door but failed to give up. He stood at the door and shouted, "See Changle Bridge on the east side of Chang'an Street tonight."

As if she was afraid that she wouldn't hear it, Yan Yu repeated it several times, and it stopped until an impatient response came from inside. A smile flashed across Yan Yu's face. The things she prepared for her last time were not too late for her to see because of temporary matters. Now she can finally take this opportunity to show it.

It was soon at night, and everything was ready. Seeing that time was about to come out, Su San suddenly ran in panic and knelt in front of him. Yan Yu sighed deeply and asked, "Didn't you let you guard there? Why did you come here?"

Su San glanced at Yan Yu in embarrassment. He naturally knew that today was an important day for the emperor, but if it were not for an emergency, Su San would not have the courage to block the emperor's way. After receiving his order, Su San stood up and looked around and said cautiously and quietly: "The spiritual body of the prince of the Yin Kingdom should have set off to send it back to Yin Kingdom today, but when the people carried the coffin, they found that it was particularly light. Then they shook their courage to lift the lid of the coffin, and then they found that there was no one in the coffin!"

"What?" Yan Yu's movement of dressing in his hands stopped. The loss of the prince's spirit body was a big deal, and he could not be careless at all. He grabbed Su San's shoulder and asked, "But where did you find it, who did it, and what clues did you leave?"

Su San shook his head one by one. This person was very cunning, and no suspicious clues were left behind, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

Yan Yu frowned. Since it was stolen by someone, it was impossible that no trace was left. He put on his clothes and was about to go to the scene to see it in person. Su San followed him and said with some concern: "But... what should Lord Feng do?"

"It's okay, I can catch up." Yan Yu glanced at the sky. There was still a while left now, so it should be enough for him to go back and forth by himself. At that time, it would be only a quarter of an hour later.

Both sides were very anxious, but Yan Yu forgot to urge her outside the door since she called Feng Huali, and even asked her to go there half an hour in advance. Feng Huali was so upset that she agreed. So Feng Huali left the door at the end of the Mao period. Seeing that Yan Yu was not in the mansion, he thought he had already gone to the Changle Bridge.

Feng Huali was not in a hurry. After all, he had never had the skill to visit Chang'an well. With this opportunity, Feng Huali naturally would not give up and wandered around the street. Because it was Laba, there were many Laba porridge selling Laba porridge on the street, and the whole street was filled with a faint fragrance.

A little girl wearing a red plush cotton-padded jacket walked by her side. She followed her parents, and her taste buds were also opened by the fragrance around her. She pulled the man's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Dad, I want to eat this--"

The man shook his head firmly: "No, this is not good for your body. Besides, it is not as delicious as your mother has."

As he said that, the man hooked the woman's bun and smiled gently.

Feng Huali looked a little confused until the street vendor next to him recruited customers and called himself back to his senses: "Girl, have you finished drinking Laba porridge to warm up your body?"

Feng Huali nodded and sat down at this vendor. The people on the street were very ordinary, some with their families, some with their families alone, etc., but everyone seemed to have a very happy smile on their faces. At that moment, Feng Huali suddenly became a little envious of these people.

Perhaps these are what life should be like, and there is not so much scheming, so there is no need to worry about being framed by someone suddenly.

"Your Laba Porridge." The vendor smiled and brought the bowl of porridge to Feng Huali's table, and steamed up, covering Feng Huali's sight. Feng Huali blew away the white smoke and sat down on the table in front of him. He was gently poked on his shoulder. Feng Huali turned around and saw Qiu Feiyu sitting beside him at some point.

Qiu Feiyu supported his head and looked at himself with a smile. The red light shone through the lantern on his face seemed very appropriate: "Why did Li'er come out alone?"

"Why are you here?" Feng Huali looked at him in surprise. He hadn't seen him all day today, and he didn't expect to meet him outside the prime minister's mansion.

Qiu Feiyu neatly tucked her shiny silk threads and chuckled and said, "No matter where you are, I will find you."

This sentence and the stove were roasted together to make Feng Huali’s cheeks flush. Feng Huali unnaturally lowered his head and drank the porridge without looking at Qiu Feiyu next to him. Although Qiu Feiyu is not her favorite type, this sentence and that face will still make people unbearable for a while.

"Why don't you talk?" Qiu Feiyu sat down to her, then snatched the bowl from her hand, and blew it gently on his mouth while stirring. He frowned tightly and said with great distress, "How can you drink such hot porridge?"

After the porridge in the spoon became cold, Qiu Feiyu showed a very sunny smile again. He raised the spoon and sent it to Feng Huali's mouth, and said with a smile: "It's not hot anymore, so drink it while it's warm."

By the way, Feng Huali could not refuse his words, so she opened her mouth and drank it obediently. The warm Laba porridge was swallowed, and the delicious food remained between her lips and teeth, and her whole body became much warmer. But when Feng Huali was about to take the third bite, she woke up repeatedly. If this continued, she would be trapped by the gentle attack of this man.

So Feng Huali quickly pushed his hand away, but the gentle gaze in his eyes remained undiminished. Even because of her actions, she looked very harmless. If it were an ordinary person, she would have been unable to resist it long ago. No wonder her predecessor liked the man in front of her so much.

But Feng Huali is different. No matter how much she and Qiu Feiyu met for less than a few days. Although her predecessor liked Qiu Feiyu so much, it had nothing to do with Feng Huali now. Feng Huali stood up, as if today was just right, I guess the emperor had arrived and he should go to Changle Bridge.

Feng Huali said to the confused face: "I have an appointment with the emperor, so I will leave first."

After saying that, Feng Huali stood up and walked, passing through the crowd, and then slowed down after he couldn't see Qiu Feiyu. But Feng Huali had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief, but her arm was suddenly grabbed by a thick arm. She thought Qiu Feiyu followed her, but turned around and saw an old woman with pockmarks on her face.

"Who are you?" Feng Huali looked at her in confusion. This person was not only sloppy, but also looked very fierce. He looked like he was not a good person at first glance.

Sure enough, this old woman was an old madam here. She fell in love with Feng Huali's appearance and wanted to pull her back to be the girl under her command. The madam grabbed Feng Huali without saying a word, and shouted, "This is our girl from Zuiyulou. She actually wants to escape. You guys quickly catch her!"

What about Zuiyulou, and it's a girl. Although this is not a broad daylight, it's too much to force people to rob people like this. Feng Huali raised his head and saw that a brothel named Zuiyulou opened on the street he walked into. This adjustment was all men except men.

Not only that, they seemed to be particularly convinced of what the madam said, and both of them came towards her, as if they were really going to catch her back. Feng Huali rubbed his palms secretly. Just as he was about to fight with these people, three people suddenly squeezed into the crowd next to him.

"Isn't that sister just now?"

Feng Huali looked over and saw that it was a girl wearing a red cotton jacket and her parents. When her mother saw the madam's fierce look, she knew what she had given birth. After all, such things often happened in this area. The little girl was covered by her mother and prepared to leave this place of trouble.

But the little girl's father didn't think so. He still had the heroic justice. He strode forward and stopped the madam, pulled Feng Huali and said, "Sister, why are you here? Why are you here? Why are you going home with your brother?"

So Feng Huali was pulled out of the place of trouble in such a surprise. The family of three took Feng Huali for a long time. The little girl's mother was obviously a little angry and kept her back to her father. Although her father was very righteous, her fingers were trembling. It was obviously the first time she had seen such a scene.

Finally, I arrived at a place with a lot of people, and then a few people stopped. The little girl's father let go of Feng Huali and said with concern: "How are you doing? Are you okay?"

The little girl's mother was still angry and jealous all over her body. She said in a muffled voice: "You can just marry her home if you care so much."

The little girl's father was a little angry when she said it. After all, she did a good thing anyway. Seeing that he was about to refute with his wife, Feng Huali hurriedly blocked it. It would be bad if the couple quarreled because of herself: "I have nothing to do, thank you for helping this young master."
Chapter completed!