Chapter 524 The Empress's Peerless Concubine (36)

The guards dodged one after another.

Her flamboyant, beautiful face is so dazzling in the sun that people can't take their eyes off it.

Feng Ling, who was sitting behind her, looked at her dully.

I always feel that she is a little different from before, and I am no longer in awe of her.

There is no feeling of cherishing either.

But this tough self-confidence is even more exciting.

[Ding, Princess Fengling's favorability is sixty-five. The mission of entering the palace is completed. 】

Bai Weiwei's face darkened, not happy at all.

Because there is still a tricky task of gaining favorability and marrying Princess Fengling as the queen.

What made her want to cry her father and mother the most was that Feng Ling was a woman.

Is this forcing her to engage in lily?

It seems that men and women can no longer satisfy the main system, and morals are fed to dogs.

System: "Princess Fengling's favorability is sixty-five, because she had a crush on the original owner before, and later the original owner also had a crush on her, and then the two of them were arrogant and refused to bow their heads, and they evolved to the point of rebellion..."

The system popularizes a lot of love and hatred of the previous dynasty.

Bai Weiwei said, get out, I don't want to hear it, my ears are rotten.

Don't talk to her about your daughter's feelings, she won't listen or not.

Thinking of Feng Ling liking women, she got goosebumps.

She doesn't discriminate against men and women, provided she doesn't get involved.

Stuffing Feng Ling into the cold palace, without even saying a word to her, he was immediately guarded.

"Don't let her go out. If she dares to go out, tie her up."

Bai Weiwei called a group of guards to surround the cold palace.

This made Feng Yunian see that the favorability probably dropped all the way to zero.

Feng Ling was the person he hated the most.

Feng Ling was extremely angry, "Bai Weiwei, I have already surrendered my identity to come to you, what is your attitude?"

Bai Weiwei is more fierce than her, "Didn't you see my attitude? If you dare to go out, I will break your leg. Stay here and don't act like a monster. Goodbye."

After speaking, she ran away with a cold face.

She hasn't got her chicken soup yet, and it's too late for Feng Yunian's monstrous level of sensitivity, so it's no wonder she didn't notice it.

Feng Ling looked at her back as she left mercilessly.

Suddenly, I felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, she was the one who carefully curry favor with her.

Now treat her so coldly.

Feng Ling felt sour.

Feng Yunian put the memorial aside, and looked at the door absently.

Is the chicken soup not stewed yet?

Could it be... She really has other things?

Is there anything he cannot know?

Looking at the memorial, Feng Yunian suddenly couldn't stand it.

There was a sudden movement from the door, the sound of hurried footsteps, and Feng Yunian immediately resumed his sitting posture.

Then he picked up the memorial and pretended to look at it.

His uneasy heart finally settled down.

Bai Weiwei carried the chicken soup and started with a smile, "I've been away for so long, do you miss me? The chicken soup will taste better if it is stewed longer."

She put the chicken soup on the table and served it in a bowl.

Feng Yunian got up and quickly took the bowl in her hand, "I'll come, Your Majesty."

When he took the bowl in her hand, he suddenly paused for a few seconds with a dull expression.

Then he lowered his head and served the soup silently, as if trying to cover up something, took a few sips.

Bai Weiwei asked with a smile, "Is it good?"

Feng Yunian raised her head, her beautiful black eyes stared at her firmly.

"Where did your majesty go just now?"

Bai Weiwei was extremely calm, "I went to the imperial dining room, but I didn't go anywhere."

Feng Yunian stared at her deeply.

She looked back calmly.

After a while, Feng Yunian smiled lightly, "Drink the soup, Your Majesty."

After he finished speaking, he drank a few more sips before saying softly, "This soup is really delicious."

Bai Weiwei's relaxed voice came, "Then I'll drink it too, and see how delicious it is."

Feng Yunian couldn't help smiling, but there was a trace of bitterness in it.

He smelled the scent of hibiscus on her.

He had only smelled this fragrance on one person so far.

Maybe it was just a misunderstanding, maybe she just passed by the garden and was caught in the fragrance of flowers.

But he knew that in the cold winter months, all the flowers would die.