"What does it have to do with you where I went?"

Word by word, every sentence echoed clearly in the camp, with blood-colored cold eyes half-closed, and the smile in his eyes was even more cold.

"It's related. Do you know how His Majesty came during the period when you disappeared?"

How did he come here!

Yan Ming didn't say the second half of the sentence, and hid it deeply in his heart.

If he had persuaded Feng Wuxin to leave six years ago, or had rushed to the Xiangsi Jue Cliff first, he would not have let Feng Wuxin be injured, nor would he have let her disappear for six years.

But now all this is useless. He wants to know where Feng Wuxin has been in the past six years and whether he has lived well.

"Since you fell on the Acacia Cliff, during that time, Your Majesty has been searching for your figure almost day and night."

Yan Ming said that after Feng Wuxin fell from the Cliff of Acacia, His Majesty almost never sleeps in order to find Feng Wuxin. Even though he found it thousands of times along the river, he still did not give up any possibility.

But heaven was like Shi playing a joke with His Majesty. Whether it was spending a lot of manpower and material resources or asking Cheng Mingjiu to make divination, Feng Wuxin had no news.

During these six years, Your Majesty has not been looking at that painting and living a life of life like a year.

"Feng Wuxin... Your Majesty did not want to hurt you at that time, but on the contrary, Your Majesty was protecting you."

"Protect me?"

Feng Wuxin laughed again when he heard these three words.

"I thought you were going to say something, it turned out to be these useless things."

Things that happened in my life six years ago have long been a foregone conclusion. Is it useful to explain it now?

Of course it's useless.

Brother Lie died, she suffered six years of pain, and her child was gone. It is so funny to tell her that person's goodness.

"If all this is what that person means, go back and tell him that I will decide his life."

"Feng Wuxin, Your Majesty really loves you."

Yan Ming didn't want Feng Wuxin to misunderstand all the misunderstandings. Many of the things that happened back then were indeed using Feng Wuxin to use her identity to achieve some goals, but His Majesty really loved Feng Wuxin.

When Yan Ming stood up and wanted to step forward, a figure appeared in the tent first.

Hu Yanjue walked slowly to Feng Wuxin with a bowl of dumplings. His behavior and attitude were gentle and ambiguous. When his raised eyes looked at Feng Wuxin, the love in his eyes showed no reservations.

"General Yan Ming really likes to joke. If it weren't for His Majesty Jiang State, how could Xiahou Lie die tragically? How could Master Feng endure the suffering for six years?"

Hu Yanjue's words clearly told Yan Ming what he should say and what he should not say. Now Yan Ming's words are what he should not say.

"Master Feng, you didn't eat anything in the morning, Jue made some small dumplings."

After the words came to his voice, Hu Yanjue held a bowl with one hand and a spoon with the other. He scooped a dumpling and cooled it down before he delivered it to Feng Wuxin's mouth.

Feng Wuxin did not refuse and opened her mouth to eat the food delivered to her mouth.

"Jue knows that Fengzhu doesn't like eating too sweet things, and the fillings of this dumpling are made by Jue himself."

"I'm interested."

Feng Wuxin's words made the feelings in Hu Yanjue's eyes even stronger, and Junyan, who was too similar to Xiahou Lie, also showed a hint of shame.

"Thank you, Master Feng for your praise. For Master Feng Jue, you are willing to do anything, and take another bite."

Hu Yanjue scooped a dumpling again and sent it to Feng Wuxin's mouth. The more ambiguous this action was, the more ambiguous it would be.

Yan Ming is not a fool, so he can naturally see Hu Yanjue's malice towards Feng Wuxin. Could it be that this person looks too similar to Xiahou Lie, which makes Feng Wuxin recognize the wrong person?

After seeing a bowl of dumplings, Hu Yanjue served Feng Wuxin to fall asleep. Looking at Yan Ming who seemed to have nothing to say, he stood up and came to Yan Ming, with the smile in his eyes as if showing off victory.

"Master Feng is resting. Please, General Yan Ming will come again in the future. Please!"

Hu Yanjue issued an order to expel guests and asked Yan Ming to leave.

Even though he felt unwilling, Yan Ming finally stood up and retreated from the city of Yan State.

The wind and sand were blowing on his face, Yan Ming, who was riding a horse, stood outside the city wall, his eyes fell on Hu Yanjue, and the hostility and murderous intent in his eyes were expressed without reservation.

"Feng Wuxin is Your Majesty's woman. I hope you have self-knowledge and don't cause any trouble."

"Haha, you won't have to worry about this matter. You know what kind of person you are. I hope General Yan Ming will also understand his identity and status, and don't have bad thoughts about Master Feng."

The smile is still covered in eyes.

As a man, Hu Yanjue naturally felt Yan Ming’s different feelings for the Fengzhu.

Perhaps Yan Ming didn't remember him, but he clearly remembered that when the Qi border was on the side of Qi that day, when the Fengzhu stabbed Yan Ming's body with a knife, the feelings expressed in his eyes were completely the manifestation of a man's beloved woman.

It's really interesting!

However, just as Yan Ming himself said, he could see the issue of identity clearly, but he didn't know whether Yan Ming had also noticed this issue.

"Jiangying is right in front of you, walk slowly but not to send you off."

After the words came to his voice, Hu Yanjue turned around and entered the Yan Kingdom city gate, ignoring the expression in Yan Ming's eyes.

The night is deep, covering the world and everything.

Feng Wuxin in her sleep is deeply trapped in a white world of flowers.

But the white petals fell, like flying snow, dazzling people's eyes.

Standing in the white world of flowers, a warmth that has disappeared for a long time is pouring into my heart.

I don’t know how long it took, but this quiet dream no longer appeared.

Yes, I don't know how long it has been.

After walking a few steps forward, the familiar flowers and trees bloomed in front of me.

In the whole world, she is the only one.

Feng Wuxin came to the flower tree, and sat quietly under the big tree as if it was a long time ago, looking into the distance.

A petal fell in front of Feng Wuxin's eyes, and he stretched out his hand and caught the petal with his jade hand. When the petal fell on his fingertips, scenes suddenly echoed in front of him.

There are bitterness, laughter, joy and sorrow in this picture. All things I experienced in the capital six years ago continue to emerge.

Everything is like a dream.

It's so beautiful, but all the beauty is vain. No matter how much you miss it, you will never be able to return to the original starting point.

All that was placed in front of her was hatred, endless hatred. Gradually, the white petals turned blood red, and continued to float with the raging wind.
Chapter completed!