"Gu Liangyue, are you so easy to bully?"
Feng Jian, who had been sitting back and watching, finally couldn't help it anymore.
He sent a message to Liang Yue: "This is what you said, a young lady from a well-known family who is knowledgeable and courteous is actually such a virtuous person!"
"Take it! I'll help you!"
What Feng Yan couldn't stand the most was his little demon master being bullied.
Liang Yue nodded, agreeing.
"Our master agreed, but just guessing like this is not interesting."
Feng Jing opened his mouth and turned everyone's attention to himself.
"who are you?"
Yi Shu glanced sideways at Feng Yan, "Your master hasn't spoken yet."
master?
Are you treating Feng Jian as a slave?
He is the Emperor of Heaven!
Feng Yan didn't mind, he gave Liang Yue enough face and bowed to Liang Yue.
Liang Yue looked at Yi Shu with cold eyes, if only interpersonal relationships were as simple as catching monsters.
Liang Yue stopped Feng Yan's saluting hand, stood up from the mat, and opened her arms towards Feng Yan.
Feng Yan picked up Liang Yue and said, "I will listen to you."
Anyone with eyes can see that Feng Jian is definitely not a slave.
Everyone has begun to speculate whether this man, who is trusted by the little princess in every possible way, is the regent's new client? Or a more mysterious outsider?
Feng Jian said: "If my master guesses wrong, I will reward each of you ladies with an eight-treasure glazed lamp. If you guess right, you can point someone to continue guessing. How about that!"
Everyone was satisfied when they heard it, and they all agreed.
Yi Shu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this guy could tell some tricks!
Liang Yue chose a lamp at random, and with Feng Jian's divine assist, there was nothing she couldn't guess.
After guessing three times in a row, Liang Yue got them all right.
At this time, Feng Jian said: "Master has also played, it's someone else's turn."
Everyone was praising Liang Yue, but Liang Yue pretended not to hear anything. She didn't care at all.
She pointed at Yi Shu and said, "Come on."
Yi Shu stood up, what's so difficult about this? She came up with the question!
"etc!"
Feng Yan stopped Yi Shu, "If the girl guesses wrong, she will be punished!"
"Then I'm afraid the little princess will be disappointed."
Yi Shu chose one, looked at the riddle, and gave the answer without hesitation.
"wrong!"
Someone said.
It turns out that when the mystery face was revealed to everyone, it actually changed and became another mystery face!
"impossible!"
Yi Shu grabbed the riddle and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Was she dazzled?
"I'm willing to admit defeat, the girl won't break her promise!"
Feng Yan turned to look at Liang Yue, "You are the most distinguished guest at this banquet. You have the final say as to the punishment."
"Seize the opportunity and teach her a lesson. Little Demon Lord, why do you have so much hesitation?"
Liang Yue heard Feng Ming's message, but she had no reaction.
It's not that she doesn't want to punish this hypocritical eldest lady, she is just considering whether if she offends the prince during the war between the two countries, it will cause trouble for the crazy father.
"Gu Liangyue!"
Feng Jian heard Liang Yue's heartfelt voice and roared during the sound transmission, but Liang Yue only frowned slightly.
"I will punish you with three cups of tea instead of wine."
No one expected this result.
Yi Shu herself did not expect that Gu Liangyue would let go of this good opportunity to humiliate her in public so easily.
Feng Yan took a breath, his snow-white hair flying wildly in the night wind for a while. He suppressed his emotions and refused to explode until he got on the carriage.
"Coward!"
Feng Yan sat down with his arms folded and turned his head away from Liang Yue.
"What are you afraid of! I am responsible for everything! Do you think I, the Emperor of Heaven, is just a decoration?"
Liang Yue hugged Mrs. Yu, yawned, closed her eyes and leaned against the carriage, refusing to even say anything to comfort Feng Mian.
The sound of rutting outside the carriage was like a lullaby, and Liang Yue fell asleep soon.
Feng Yan turned around and looked over, seeing the faint greenness in Liang Yue's eyes, and feeling sorry for her that she hadn't slept well these past two days in order to track down Mrs. Yu's whereabouts.
He sat over, took Liang Yue into his arms, stroked the soft hair on her temples, and said lovingly:
"Grandma, what are you afraid of?"
Does she still not believe in herself?
Do you think he is incapable of protecting him?
Judging from the ending of the previous life, Liang Yue harbored such thoughts, and Feng Jian blamed himself for not protecting her.
The Demon Lord's curse mark on Liang Yue's palm lit up slightly, and golden light slowly surrounded Liang Yue. Feng Ming frowned, and then realized that Liang Yue was curled up, as if she was very cold.
He touched Liang Yue's forehead, it was so hot!
When did she get sick?
He didn't even know!
Feng Jian finally understood why the Mad King was so nervous about his daughter. She was really a pot of medicine and a sick child.
All the anger was forgotten for a while, and how could I worry about being blocked!
Although the curse seal helped to repair it, Liang Yue still slept for a full day. It was only at dawn on the third day that she raised her fingers, closed her eyes and called out: "Crazy dad, I'm thirsty."
After saying this, Liang Yue regretted it, and her crazy father couldn't hear her.
She cleared her throat and took two more breaths before opening her eyes.
When she raised her eyes, she came across the unique carved wooden roof of the Qingluo Pavilion, with mysterious patterns painted on it. Liang Yue could not understand it and had never looked at it carefully.
"water."
Feng Yan came over with a tea cup and sat next to Liang Yue, "It's warm."
The gentle voice made Liang Yue wonder if she had heard wrongly.
Liang Yue drank water, turned over and lay down again.
"Is it snowing outside?"
Liang Yue saw that the sky had dawned a little early, and she guessed that there might have been another heavy snowfall, and the snow reflected the sky.
"Get up and have something to eat, the snow will stop soon."
Liang Yue felt that something was wrong with Feng Mian. He remembered that before she fell asleep, he seemed to be still angry.
"Is something wrong with you?"
Liang Yue felt that Feng Mian's attitude was a bit abnormal.
"The people from the Prince's Palace are waiting outside for you to wake up."
Feng Jing said.
Liang Yue raised her head and scratched her head. She seemed to have a headache.
"What else does she want? What harm has she done? She can actually ask the county king to come to investigate in person!"
Liang Yue felt a little nauseous when she thought of Yi Shu's hypocritical look.
Feng Yan waved his fingers in front of Liang Yue a few times.
"No! They came here this time to find the owner of Qingluo Pavilion!"
"Looking for my master?"
Liang Yue touched her chin, grabbed Feng Ming's fingers, and sat up from the bed.
"They also owe my master money? Are they here to pay back the money? Then I have to accept it on my master's behalf!"
Liang Yue became interested, simply packed up and went into the front hall.
The prince and his wife didn't know how long they had been waiting. They looked tired and were still crying.
"this……"
Did he go bankrupt?
Why are you crying so sadly in front of someone else's house?
Liang Yue coughed and walked in.
The prince immediately stood up and rushed over, then knelt down in front of Liang Yue with a "plop"!
"Please help me, little princess!"
The couple cried harder than the other. Liang Yue was annoyed by the fuss. She snatched her clothes back from the prince and said, "Aren't you here to see my master?"
When Liang Yue made a big fuss in the prison of the Ministry of Justice over Hua Niang, people in the court already knew that Liang Yue had an unusual relationship with Qingluo Pavilion.
But that's all they should have.
