Chapter 3311 The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Yandere Musician (62)

"Mrs. Lin."

The slender young man, dressed in white as snow, with a noble and indifferent temperament, held his hand to her calmly.

Very polite...distant polite.

At that moment,

Lin Jiayun's heart felt like it was pricked by a needle, and it stung violently.

"...Jin Yao." Lin Jiayun trembled her lips and looked at the young man with a complicated expression. Her fingertips were trembling, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch the person in front of her.

But he was avoided by Young Master Feng Qingyun calmly, and in exchange for two words of calmness: "Self-respect."

At that moment,

Lin Jiayun's hand stretched out in mid-air froze in place.

Jin Yao lowered his eyes and walked back to the main hall with a calm expression.

While the wind howled, the snow fell silently.

This palace banquet was unprecedentedly grand and prosperous, but there was also a turbulent undercurrent brewing.

Everything in the capital will eventually be reshuffled.

The Jin family is in decline, the prince's actions have lost the support of the people, the eighth prince has shown his talents, the young general has become famous in one battle and returned, and His Highness Xizhao remains calm.

One by one, one by one, it's like the calm before the storm.

Especially since the emperor has become increasingly powerless and incompetent in recent months.

Many veterans of the aristocratic families began to stand silently in line. There was an undercurrent in the capital, and if you were not careful, you would be caught in the whirlpool and unable to get out.

Today's palace banquet was filled with verbal battles and sword fights. Although nothing happened, it foreshadowed the future direction.

The palace banquet went on until very late and then started to break up. The nobles from the aristocratic families walked out in twos and threes. The wind and snow outside the palace became more and more fierce, and they occasionally let out a few sighs.

The emperor was drunk and felt dizzy. He staggered down from his high position with the help of the chief eunuch.

The princess was still sitting on the left seat, and the crowd left without any disturbance. She watched Ning Xunxiong walk down casually, put the wine glass on the table with her fair fingers, and then stood up leisurely. , blood-red sleeves drooped, walking towards Ning Xunxiong step by step.

The chief eunuch said respectfully: "Your Highness."

"I still have important matters to discuss with my father." Ranbai looked at him, with a half-smile in his pupils, and the shadow of the bright lights fell and the mark disappeared in an instant.

The chief eunuch took a look at the emperor who was obviously confused about his personnel, but he did not dare to disobey Ranbai, so he could only nod his head and help the emperor towards the royal study.

The princess walked alone in front, her bloody clothes looking particularly awe-inspiring in the ice and snow.

Ning Chengjie had been feeling a lot of anger, both secretly and overtly, recently. Whatever he did was not going well. At this moment, he originally wanted to leave the palace directly, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of such a scene.

He frowned.

It's already so late.

Father, what else could he say to Ning Bai?

Thinking of the neglect he had received in recent days, Ning Chengjie darkened his face and followed him.

In the royal study.

Rye Baiping retreated from the others.

Now that the princess controls the sky in the capital, and the emperor has no intention of caring about it, the chief eunuch naturally does not dare to disobey and can only wait outside.

When Ning Chengjie saw that scene from a distance, he became even more confused and felt a little uneasy.

What would father say to Ning Bai?

Ning Chengjie thought something was wrong, gritted his teeth, and decided to avoid others to find out.

Thinking about it, the prince used his Qinggong skills and flew directly to the back of the imperial study room to listen.

Maybe the wind was too loud, whistling past my ears.

The voices coming from the study were intermittent and could not be heard clearly.

But you can still tell what was said in the blur.

Ning Chengjie's expression became stiffer and his pupils became extremely constricted.

"...Over the years, I have also understood it."

"Chengjie is really not suitable for this position. After much thought, the only one who is suitable now is you."

"Father, do you really think so?"

"Chengjie made a big mistake, he doesn't have that kind of character...ahem."