The lake blue plain purse was carried by Yubai's fingers and handed it to Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan couldn't help but bent his lips: "Why do you and me have to thank me?"

Feng Cheng did not agree: "This is wrong. Even if the couple helps, they should appreciate it, let alone we have not gotten married yet."

"Thank you then." Lu Xuan reached out to take the purse, but saw Feng Cheng still staring at him.

The boy's eyes showed doubts.

Feng Cheng smiled and asked, "Don't you eat it?"

Lu Xuan hesitated slightly and took out a dried fish from his purse with a handkerchief.

The fried crispy dried fish is drizzled with honey, and it leaves a fragrance when you taste it.

"Is it delicious?"

Lu Xuan looked at the bright eyes that contained expectations and nodded: "It's delicious."

The girl's big almond eyes were crescent-shaped: "I knew you would like it. That time, you unknowingly ate a pack of honey-flavored dried fish. Unfortunately, this flavor of dried fish cannot be kept for a long time, so you didn't bring too much. If you want to eat it, you have to wait until you return to Beijing."

Lu Xuan used a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his lips and stopped.

Feng Cheng seemed to have not noticed it and opened up: "By the way, when we return to Beijing, the wedding date will be nearer, so it will be difficult to meet again."

Lu Xuan lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the girl who was uncovered of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Pure people are always easier to touch people's hearts.

He could easily say the sentence: "After getting married, you will see you every day."

The red clouds flew onto the girl's snow-white cheeks, and her eyes were astonishingly bright, making Lu Xuan dare not stare at it for a moment.

"Who said this? I mean I can't meet, so I'll delay investigating Miss Zhu Wu's affairs." Feng Cheng seemed to be shy and raised his fist and waved it, but it didn't continue to hit him.

Lu Xuan smiled: "That's because I misunderstood."

"Let's not talk about it, let's go back and rest first."

"good."

The two walked back side by side and went to their respective resting places.

Feng Cheng was divided into a separate courtyard.

Seeing Feng Cheng strode in with a slightly red cheek, Hongmei hurriedly asked, "Does girls want tea?"

Feng Cheng squeezed out a smile: "Aunt Mei doesn't have to be busy anymore, I'll take a break for a while."

"I'll call the girl when I'm using supper." Hongmei didn't ask any more questions and stepped back considerately.

Feng Cheng sat down at the table and slapped it with his palm.

The teacup on the table jumped in shock.

Feng Cheng changed his palm to fist and clenched it hard, and the redness of his cheeks became deeper.

The blush is not because of shyness, but because of anger.

In addition to anger, there is also deep fear.

He is not Lu Xuan!

This honey-flavored dried fish is a new attempt by Bai Lu. Lu Xuan hasn't eaten it yet, so how can he like it the most?

There is also the nonsense that she asked him for help when she was in trouble, but Lu Xuan never said it!

There is also the big dark horse that Lu Xuan used to ride and replaced by a red horse, and the alienation that only she understands...

Each difference was telling her that the boy in black who appeared in front of her today was not Lu Xuan.

It was not Lu Xuan who had raised a wild cat and named it Lai Fu.

It’s not her who had buried her corpse wilderness.

Not Lu Xuan who is in love with her.

Big teardrops fell down and splashed on the table.

Who is pretending to be Lu Xuan?

Disguise?

Feng Cheng shook his head slightly.

Even if you can make your face exactly the same, how can your voice be so similar?

He also has a height and posture, which is difficult to distinguish.

Disguise is just a means of disguise, not a magic trick.

Feng Cheng had a flash of inspiration and thought of someone: Lu Mo!

In her perception, Lu Mo had long been dead, but when she was sure that Lu Xuan was not present today, then this possibility was only left.

The person who disguises Lu Xuan is his twin brother Lu Mo!

Thinking of this, the mystery that troubled her countless days and nights was solved: No wonder Lu Xuan killed the prince, because it was never Lu Xuan who killed the prince.

Feng Cheng's hands trembled gently, becoming cold, and his heart was filled with endless fear.

Lu Mo replaced Lu Xuan, what about Lu Xuan?

Is he... dead?

As long as this guess was, Feng Cheng's face was pale, and there seemed to be a needle pricking the tip of his heart.

it hurts.

But she couldn't let herself cry.

Lu Xuan is not here, she has to hold on.

Only by changing that ending can the Great Wei avoid the possibility of destroying the city and destroying the country, and only then can she have the opportunity to determine whether Lu Xuan is alive or...death.

Feng Cheng covered his face with both hands, and big tears came through his fingers.

What she always thought about was how to change the ending of the country and the family, but never thought that in the end she was the only one, Lu Xuan, was not Lu Xuan.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of Hongmei outside the door rang out: “Girl, it’s time to have a meal.”

"Come in."

Hongmei came in with a tray with bowls and chopsticks, and saw Feng Cheng who had recovered as usual.

But at night, after taking a shower and changing clothes, the girl's expression was unpredictable under the candlelight. She wiped the sword that the eldest princess gave her over and over again with a snow-white veil.

Hongmei saw it and vaguely felt that Feng Cheng was a little different.

It seemed as if all the young eagles that depended on were cut off and rushed from the edge of the cliff to the sky with a desperate momentum.

The team then stopped and stopped, rested at the inn, stayed in the palace, and finally arrived at Mount Taihua half a month later.

There is a palace built in Taihua Mountain. Those who guard the palace have long received news that the emperor is coming to pray for rain, and all aspects have been arranged.

Five days later, it will be the day to climb to the top of Taihua Mountain to pray for rain.

It has been May, and the sun is bright and the rain will never be seen.

Emperor Qingchun looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and was a little worried, and attracted the Imperial Heaven Supervision Supervisor to inquire.

"Zhao Qing, are you sure there will be rain in the near future?"

Listening to the emperor's question, Zhao Jianzheng wanted to wipe his sweat.

Stargazing and divination determine whether there is rain or not, but it is just a possibility, and how can we determine it?

However, the emperor had to reply when he asked.

Zhao Jianzheng had no choice but to say: "It must be raining."

"Will it rain on the day I pray for rain?" Emperor Qingchun asked again.

Zhao Jianzheng lowered his eyes and stared at the Jin Bricks. Under pressure, he had to answer: "According to calculations, the day of praying for rain is the most likely day to rain."

After receiving the words of the Imperial Heaven Supervision Supervisor, Emperor Qingchun was worried about something else: "If it rained early, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Zhao Jian was a talker and hurriedly said, "If the rain was brought down in advance, it must be because God saw the emperor come to pray for rain."

Emperor Qingchun was relieved when he heard this and sent the Imperial Heaven Supervisor to find Concubine Su.

Concubine Su is not in the bedroom.

Emperor Qingchun was not in a hurry, and ate the fresh fruits offered by the palace maids, and waited for Concubine Su to come back.

"Where has the beloved concubine been?"

Concubine Su walked to Emperor Qingchun and sat down: "Go outside and walked away, and called Miss Feng to accompany her."

"Called Miss Feng?" Emperor Qingchun was a little confused.

Concubine Su smiled and said casually: "This time I prayed for rain, all the people who came here were important officials and nobles, only Miss Feng. Isn't it the only Miss Feng who wants to find someone to talk to?"

Emperor Qingchun didn't think too much and smiled: "She came on behalf of the emperor."

"Your Majesty, I'm looking at Miss Feng and bringing a lot of guards."

"That's why the emperor loves her."

Concubine Su frowned and stopped talking.

"What's wrong with my beloved concubine?"
Chapter completed!