Princess Mu handed the tea to Prince Mu and said worriedly: "The emperor promoted our son to the Ministry of War. Li Feng became a third-rank official at a young age. It seems that the emperor wanted to reuse him, but he did not mention a single word about the return of military power..."

Prince Mu enjoyed the tea with satisfaction and smiled relaxedly: "Let's relax, the military power is in the hands of the emperor, and sooner or later he will return it to the royal palace."

"But I'm afraid that the emperor will be suspicious. I finally took your military power. It's probably not easy to think about it anymore. Li Feng, do you think so?" The princess asked casually, raised her head, but saw her son standing there looking up at the clouds in the sky, without responding to her, so she called out again, "Li Feng?"

"Hmm?" Li Feng turned around in a daze, looking confused, "Mother, you call me?"

The princess pursed her lips and complained to him: "We are talking about serious matters, why are you stupid?"

Li Feng lowered his head apologetically: "Don't blame Mother, my son is just thinking about something and wants to be distracted."

"What are you thinking about?" The princess suddenly became interested and looked at him with a smirk, "Why... are you thinking about the little princess?"

Just as he was hit by a word, Li Feng pretended to be calm, but his eyes were dodging: "What did the mother mother say?"

"Am I wrong?" The princess raised her jade neck and raised her eyebrows proudly, "Your little thoughts can't be hidden from my eyes."

"The princess has returned home safely. What do I need to think about?" Li Feng retorted, because he lacked confidence in lying, he only dared to say it softly.

"I just go back and can't see it anymore, so I'm worried." The princess smiled sarcastically.

Li Feng pretended to be unhappy: "At most, I just think about whether the princess's injuries have healed, and whether she has used medicine on time."

"If you think about her, just say it, what are you pretending?" The princess glanced at him with disgust. "If you really miss her, you should often ask her to come out to meet her during the official business, or you might as well go to the princess's house to see her. What a simple thing?"

Li Feng was slightly stunned and said embarrassedly: "Isn't this good?"

The princess disagreed: "What's wrong? You are the consort of the princess now. It's natural to visit your wife who has not passed away. Who dares to say you are not?"

Li Feng turned his face away and muttered softly: "Then you have to hand in the letter of worship first, right? What's the matter if you say you go?"

He was so careless on his lips, but his eyes clearly wanted to hide some careful movements and little secret joy.

"Hey?" The princess narrowed her eyes and thought to herself, "Why is it getting more and more awkward now?"

Judging from his stern appearance, the princess was too lazy to talk about him.

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Youmeng sat in the carriage, very quiet, recalling the scene when she and Li Feng separated outside the city gate after the enthronement ceremony.

She lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly, fresh and elegant: "Take care, I'm back home."

Li Feng was inexplicably reluctant, but said gently: "The princess must take good care of herself."

Youmeng nodded and turned around to get on the carriage. Li Feng suddenly stumbled: "We... can meet again, right?"

She was stunned for a moment, "Of course." She turned around and smiled at him. She didn't think much about it and got on the carriage.

When they lived in the palace, they could meet every day, and everything seemed to be so natural and natural. But now they were separated from each other, and she calmed down and began to experience the inconceivable feeling between her and Prince Mu.

When he chose the prince-consort, he still didn't like him, but now he has such a good impression, as if he has become a very good friend.

Suddenly, her eyes trembled slightly.

friend?

friend……

The carriage stopped, Xiao Pengzi opened the car door, Guyu helped Youmeng out of the car, and smiled gently, "I finally came back, but it's still comfortable to stay in our mansion."

Youmeng smiled faintly, so elegant that it was not as good as the world: "Guyu, how long have we been to the palace?"

Gu Yu thought for a while: "I left in early July, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has not arrived yet, so it's only one month."

"It's not long." Youmeng murmured softly, with a dazed look on her face, "But why do I feel that we have been there for a long time..."

"That's because you are concerned, your heart." Gu Yu said something, and the light of the light swept into a white shadow. She looked up and reminded Youmeng in a low voice, "Master, look, who is here?"

The dream came back to his senses, his eyes slowly raised and spread along the white dike. The evening clouds in the sky gradually disappeared, the light sky was glazed, and the handsome and elegant man stood in the middle of the bridge, his white clothes were better than snow, and he was not stained with dust.

He is really like the white snow lotus in Kunlun Mountains, and his cold eyes are the sacred pool water on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, which makes people fascinate and addicted to it.

She suffocated slightly, unable to help but feel moved: "Su Lang..."

Feeling affectionately and softly whispered.

Su Zhi stood there like an exiled immortal, his snow-white clothes melted into the light, slightly dazzling. His eyes were faintly smiling, and he was washed by the sunlight, very light and light: "Princess, you are finally back."

Youmeng slowly walked to him, but he didn't move. His long hair was ink black, which highlighted his white face and neck under his bun, and was as poetic as a pearl.

It was not that she had seen a handsome man, nor did she know him on the first day, but now she was like being possessed, and she was as crazy as she saw him for the first time. The moment the man walked into his sight, all the scenery in this world was suddenly taken away by that man.

She couldn't help but stretched her arms and leaned on his heart tenderly, as gentle as a child: "Sulang, are you here to greet me?"

Su Zhi reached out his hand and put it on her back, his clear eyes drooping slightly: "Why haven't you seen each other for a month, the princess has lost a lot?"

It was all about picking fish bones and cerebral cereus, which hurt her body, but she didn't want him to worry, so she didn't tell him, but tightened her arms and acted sweetly on his chest: "I've been away for so long, does Su Lang miss me?"

The faint fragrance on his body seemed to be there and there was nothing. She closed her eyes intoxicatedly waiting for him to answer, but she waited for a long time to be quiet.

She gradually stopped smiling, opened her eyes and opened her chest, looking up at him in confusion: "Say, do you miss me? Do you want to..."

Su Zhi looked at her, but he still said nothing, making people unable to see through his emotions.

He was waiting to settle the score with her.

Seeing that he was so disagreeable, Youmeng lost interest and curled her lips: "I don't want to forget it."

Then he yelled around him. As soon as he took two steps, he pulled him back. She accidentally leaned on the railing of the stone bridge, and his hand held her back, so that she did not let her not pay attention to hurting herself.

Youmeng blinked at him, looking so innocent.

"I don't like to say it." His eyes were cold, he fixed his eyes and slowly approached her, "I like to tell you with actions."

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Chapter completed!