"And the king of power?" The Queen's lips trembled, but she still asked.

"A disorderly minister and a thief can be punished by everyone." Whispered the wind.

The elegant queen shivered, but still kept a dignified posture, "what about the elegant jade?"

"It depends on you, how to teach him."

Empress Ya looked at him with wide eyes and suddenly sneered, "your father is right. You are a promising man when you grow up!"

"My father is always very accurate about people, but he mistook the king of power." The wind said with sorrow.

The Phoenix chariot has stopped. The palace maid lowers her head, opens the curtain, and respectfully leads queen Ya's hand down. Feng Lianyi stands at the side of the Phoenix chariot and waves her hand. The eunuchs immediately lower their heads and retreat obediently.

Empress Ya looked at this situation, and her red lips showed a smile of self mockery. There was no reliable person around her, and she could not even realize it.

Empress Ya glanced coldly at the wind and even the wings, and went up the steps of the hall with her long skirt.

"Queen mother." The wind even wings behind the voice, elegant Queen's footsteps did not stop, he laughed, said: "that child, do you want to see him?"

Queen Ya suddenly turned around and her beautiful eyes widened: "what do you say?"

"The boy I changed with." Said the wind with its wings.

"He, where is he?" Empress Ya was so excited that she couldn't care about anything. She hurried down with her skirt in her hand.

Her palace dress is gorgeous and her skirt is too long. When she accidentally stepped on the corner of her dress, she fell off the steps and fell heavily on the edge of the wind even wings and feet.

The person she disliked, however, was indifferent and looked at her from a high position, with an indifferent but peerless smile on his lips.

The smile was so dazzling that empress Ya only looked at it and then lowered her head. Her white and tender hands were all wiped with blood. She bit her lower lip gently and said, "don't hurt him..."

Feng even looked down at her and slowly said, "I have been filial to you for so many years, and you haven't even given me a word of care."

"I, it's my fault, you..." Queen Ya said hurriedly, as if she wanted to make the last remedy.

"All right." "You want to see him, you will have a chance in the future."

He turned around to leave. Empress Ya suddenly reached out her hand, grabbed his clothes and said in a low voice, "be careful, Wei Yanran..."

Feng Lianyi pulled out her clothes and turned away coldly, leaving only one sentence: "mother is good for rest!"

All the way out of the palace, out of the city, in the outskirts of the river under the horse, the horse tied to the river uncle Liu, a man slowly forward.

The river's clothes are fluttering like willows.

Look at the front some dazed, some sky high sea wide, but do not know where to go feeling.

"If you keep standing like this, I'll fall asleep." There was a lazy yawn behind him.

The wind even wings turn around, looking at the willow branch gently blowing open the Yellow North moon, smiling gradually spread out from the eyes, "how long have you been?"

"I've been following you, haven't I found out?" Huang Beiyue jumps down from the willow tree and takes off the mask on her face. Her smile is very cunning.

The wind even wing slightly a Zheng, shake head: "did not discover."

Huang Beiyue came to him and looked at him askance: "after Yin, you should grow up in Shura city. Now you won't make her so dissatisfied."