"Phew, it's so hot!"

Soong Jinyu held the sweet potato in her hands and rolled around. Seeing that she had been burnt, Yan Fei hurriedly took it.

"Greedy cat, you deserve it!" Yan Fei peeled her skin and put it on a plate to dry.

Jinyu pulled another sweet potato from the ashes and gave it to him. Yan Fei, you also came to eat. "

"How many times have I told you, you are not to let Yan Fei fly!" Yan Fei glared at Jinyu and helped her wipe the dust at the corner of her mouth.

"With such a heavy snowfall, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up to Liuzhou City anymore, right?"

Jinyu swallowed a mouthful of sweet potato, "I have already sent a letter to father, I will be home before the Spring Festival."

"That's fine too, you still have a home to return to, how can you only have Tianmen Mountain like me?" Yan Fei took a bite of the sweet potato and lowered his eyes.

He lost both her parents when she was young, and Miao Yunzhen adopted him as both his disciple and foster son. Seeing him fall silent, Jinyu stood up and walked over to his side.

"My family is your family. Whatever is mine is yours!"

In her heart, Yan Fei was just like her master, her close family.

Yan Fei looked at her shining eyes and felt touched.

"Last time at the Golden Water Palace …"

Jinyu suddenly raised her head.

"The reason why I saw you do this is to confirm that Mrs Jinhua is the culprit?"

Yan Fei did not want her to be disturbed by the past, so he slowly opened up her heart.

"Yes …" Jinyu lowered his head, the sweet potato was a little bitter.

Yan Fei looked at her. She has received retribution. "

"Before I leave, I'll take her pulse."

"I found out that she wasn't sick. She was poisoned." Yan Fei sighed and continued.

Soong Jinyu understood, "To be able to poison Mrs Jinhua, you must be someone at her side."

In fact, Yan Fei had guessed that it was Ouyang Jinse who had poisoned his mother, probably because the Mrs Jinhua had repeatedly tried to kill Jinyu.

"No matter who it is, it has nothing to do with me." Soong Jinyu looked at the snow outside. The strong wind had swept away all the snow on the trees, causing it to fall loudly.

Yan Fei was afraid that she would not want this to end well, and explained: "Now that she has suffered so much, it can be considered redemption."

He wiped away the dust on the corner of Soong Jinyu's mouth, "I hope that you can live a comfortable life, and not be tired from your hatred."

"Youngest Senior Brother, are you afraid that I will anger Ouyang Jinse?" Soong Jinyu looked at Yan Fei, and then walked to the window.

"He's him, his mother is his mother."

Yan Fei was still his kind and innocent Junior Sister, he would always think for others.

Hall of Light, combust sandalwood.

Noble Consort Shu was a little tired from chanting so she prepared to have lunch under the care of the servant girl, Chun Yu.

"Empress, the Prince has come!" Tsui Yue came in to report.

Noble Consort Shu immediately frowned in joy, "Quick, quick... "Please come in."

"My son pays respects to Mother Consort!"

After Zhongli Mingye returned to the capital, he first paid respects to the Emperor and Empress, then went to Hue Guang Palace to accompany him for a meal.

Noble Consort Shu had not seen him for half a year, and seeing that her son had grown up like a king, she felt very comforted in her heart.

Now that his brothers were all married, and he was the only one left, Noble Consort Shu felt somewhat regretful.

"Now that you've already been conferred the title of king, do you have any candidates for this wangfei?"

Zhongli Mingye stopped eating and carefully chewed the food his mother picked up into the bowl.

"Yes!"

"Oh? Which Young Miss? " Noble Consort Shu was pleasantly surprised, her son knew, but she did not know how cold he was.

"She is the daughter of the history behind Liuzhou stabbing." Zhongli Mingye decided to tell the truth to Mother Consort.

"That identity is rather low, not worthy of the position of Consort of Prince Yu." Although Noble Consort Shu didn't care much about her family's views, for the sake of her son's future prospects, she still hoped that his future wife's family background would be better.

"Mother Consort …"

"She's fine." When Zhongli Mingye mentioned Jinyu, the gentleness in his eyes could not be removed. The Noble Consort Shu looked at him with concern.

"The son does not need his wife's family background to shield him from the rain. He just wants to be in agreement." Zhongli Mingye expressed his intentions in front of the Noble Consort Shu.

Noble Consort Shu: "I think that the girl has some outstanding points. Since you are so satisfied with her, I shall let you know."

Zhongli Mingye was thankful for his mother's understanding, but he did not expect his next words to cause him to feel as if he had fallen into ice. "Madam Shen came to the palace a few days ago and told me about her daughter."

Noble Consort Shu has seen Shen Yingyun before, the girl is very good, her character is first-class, "If you like her, you can have Shen Yingyun as your first wife and Miss Shi as your secondary wife, okay?

Zhongli Mingye stopped eating.

He only said: "The Shen Family has already left the Consort of Prince, don't tell me that another Consort of Prince will appear?"

He talked about the situation in the imperial court with his imperial concubine, then said: "Mother Consort, your son is unwilling to have anything to do with Shen Family."

"In that case, I'll leave it up to you!"

Seeing that he had made up her mind, Noble Consort Shu did not try to dissuade him anymore.

He changed the topic, "It's just that Mother Consort has to hug my grandson earlier."

Zhongli Mingye finished his meal at Hue Guang Hall and directly left the palace. They had "coincidentally" met Shen Yingyun on the palace path.

's face was filled with bashfulness, but she was pleasantly surprised. She had long since found out that Zhongli Mingye was going to enter the palace, and now, she had been waiting on the ice palace path for an entire hour.

He stepped forward to pay his respects, and when he spoke more than Zhongli Mingye, he only saw him nodding his head lightly and leaving with a brush of his sleeves.

Her heart dropped and her hands clenched inside her sleeves.

So it turned out that he didn't care about her at all.

The Mansion of Prince Yu that allowed him to return to the capital.

Zhongli Mingye instructed the butler to search Luo Jing for the little gadgets, fashionable clothing, and jewelry.

Qing Feng pinched his forehead, with a helpless look on his face. Everywhere his prince went, he would have to search for these things.

Just to please her, the woman had no conscience.

"I need to get it ready as soon as possible."

"..." Your Royal Highness, you have just returned to the capital! "

The meaning behind his words …

He hadn't even met with the crown prince and the other dukes before he was supposed to pack his luggage back into Liuzhou!

"Miss Soong is also not in Liuzhou at this time."

Zhongli Mingye felt a little uncomfortable after his heart had been seen through by this subordinate. At the end of the year, Xing Jian delivered the letter. Let him remember to give an annual gift to the families of the officials in charge of Liuzhou. "

"Yes, this subordinate will definitely deliver it!" Qing Feng shook his head and went out to make the arrangements.

What present? they were just openly finding excuses to bestow rewards to the Soong Family.

At the Brightmoon Tower of the capital, a foreign beauty was dancing in the hall. In the private room on the second floor, Tingran Pavilion Master Xiao Xueyi was sitting on a chair, listening to the music.

The youth on the chair had a picturesque appearance and snow-white skin. His eyes were like the stars in the sky, seeming to be able to cleanse the world of dust. Beneath his frail body was a powerful soul. He tapped his fingers. He closed his eyes to think about something, completely not noticing the charming and gorgeous beauty in the hall.

Brightmoon Tower was the most luxurious restaurant in the capital. The boss behind the scenes was a mysterious person. Rumor has it that he was run by an official of the imperial government. The background was so deep that no one could find out. The restaurant was not only selling wine, but also had a beautiful dancer accompanying it.

"Prince, how is this girl?"