"I think it's just right."
"Okay, I'll iron the lady's clothes here tomorrow so she can wear them tomorrow."
Waiting until early the next morning, Cuizhu dressed up Feng Qingge.
I already picked out my clothes, so I dressed up very quickly.
While waiting for Feng Qingge to come out, she happened to meet Song Jingrong's stunning eyes.
"Ge'er, today is so beautiful."
"Thank you, His Highness the Third Prince, for your compliment."
"As I said, when there are no outsiders, just call me Jingrong." Song Jingrong said.
"Here, the rules should not be broken." Feng Qingge said.
Song Jingrong wanted to hold Feng Qingge's hands and said, "Here, Ge'er is all the rules here."
Feng Qingge swerved away and said, "Your Highness is joking."
Song Jingrong felt a little disgusted when he saw Feng Qingge's reaction.
Thinking that he would bring Feng Qingge to celebrate Leng Wushuang later, his heart felt as sour as if a jealous jar had been blown away.
He suppressed all the emotions in his heart and said as politely as possible: "Princess, it's getting late. Let's get ready for the banquet."
This banquet was not only a celebration banquet for Leng Wushuang, but also a reward for the three armies by Emperor Song and Ming. The entire banquet was held on the outskirts of Beijing.
Feng Qingge nodded and followed Song Jingrong into the carriage.
Song Jingrong knew that Feng Qingge was afraid of the cold, so he handed Feng Qingge a hand warmer and said, "Ge'er, it's cold, so take this."
"Thank you, Your Highness, Third Prince." Feng Qingge took the hand warmer and held it in her hands.
In order to relieve the embarrassment, she deliberately lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked out the window.
Song Jingrong also knew that Feng Qingge deliberately avoided doing this every time. He was not in a hurry and just watched everything calmly.
It was as if he was used to all this.
The atmosphere is getting more and more awkward.
Whoosh!
A cold arrow shot into the car.
Song Jingrong didn't care about anything else and pulled Feng Qingge into his arms. He held the long sword in his left hand and looked around cautiously.
I saw more and more arrows coming.
He kicked open the door of the carriage, and there was already a fight outside. He tightly guarded Feng Qingge behind him.
He saw more and more killers surrounding him and Feng Qingge.
I saw a silver gun coming towards me, directly pushing the assassin away.
Leng Wushuang immediately caught Feng Qingge on his horse, and he dismounted to fight with the assassin.
Rong Jingyu no longer had any worries and quickly broke out of the siege.
This group of people were all dead soldiers, and they fought to the death until the last moment.
The news of the assassination of the Crown Princess quickly reached the patrol camp, and basically the entire patrol camp was mobilized to escort the Crown Princess and the third prince.
Seeing the huge crowd of people, they escorted Feng Qingge and others to the suburbs.
When Emperor Ming of the Song Dynasty saw Song Jingrong being stabbed, he immediately became furious and said, "Let me investigate and find out all these guys."
"Your Majesty, it's bad, Yeluqi has been kidnapped."
"Give me a firm guard at every level and capture Yeluqi for me." Emperor Ming of Song Dynasty said angrily.
Seeing Emperor Ming of the Song Dynasty getting more and more angry, Feng Qingge had some idea in her mind and said: "Father, in my humble opinion, His Highness the Crown Prince is safe and sound. Now all the manpower should be deployed to search Yeluqi." Look, this is not just a coincidence, I'm afraid it's the other side's plan to make an impact."
Emperor Ming of the Song Dynasty felt that what Feng Qingge said was reasonable, and immediately ordered: "Just follow the wishes of the Crown Princess, and all nearby cities will be under martial law."
"yes!"
Now that the prince has been assassinated and Yeluqi's whereabouts are unknown, there is really no need to hold this banquet.
Leng Wushuang immediately said: "The last general is willing to lead the troops to capture Yeluqi!"
Emperor Jing of Song Dynasty said: "That's right."
The protagonists of the entire banquet have left, and now the remaining people are looking at each other in confusion, wondering whether they should leave or not, but they don't know what to do since His Majesty didn't move.
The eldest prince Rong Jingyu said: "Father, since today is a celebration banquet, although the protagonist will not be here, this is a great and happy event for our Zhongzhou, and we should continue to celebrate."
After hearing this, the second prince Song Jingshu stepped forward and echoed: "Father, eldest brother is right, this banquet should go on as usual."
Emperor Ming of Song Dynasty looked calm and waved his hand.
"The party begins!"
As the chief eunuch shouted.
The entire banquet was held as usual.
Seeing all the princes and ministers drinking and talking happily, Feng Qingge didn't know how to taste the food.
Suddenly Feng Yu walked up to Feng Qingge with a lonely look on his face and said, "I would like to propose a toast to the Crown Princess."
Song Jingrong looked at Feng Yu who came over to propose a toast, and almost said "You are very ignorant" written on his face. He looked at Feng Yu with a calm expression and said: "The Crown Princess is not good at drinking. I will drink her glass of wine for the Crown Princess." ”
After that, Song Jingrong drank two glasses of wine happily.
Seeing that the toast failed to reach Feng Qingge, Feng Yu felt a little unhappy on his face.
"The third prince loves his sister so much, which makes Jiu'er so envious." Feng Jiutian came over and looked at Song Jingrong with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
"Really? I heard that Prince Feng loved Miss Feng, and he loved her till death." Song Jingrong did not follow Feng Jiutian's example at all, and looked at Feng Jiutian with mocking eyes.
Seeing Song Jingrong favoring Feng Qingge so much, Feng Jiutian's silver teeth were shattered. She came to the banquet today and deliberately dressed up carefully.
Unexpectedly, instead of being amazed, Rong Jingyu's eyes were full of ridicule for her.
At this moment, Feng Jiutian looked at Feng Qingge with a look of resentment, and saw that Feng Qingge didn't even raise her eyelids.
She was really angry.
Feng Yu wanted to chat with Feng Qingge for a few more words, but Feng Jiutian came over and interrupted him directly, and even complained to Song Jingrong in front of him.
This bitch!
It seems that he didn't feed her enough at night and let her seduce people here in front of him!
Feng Yu's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he dragged Feng Jiutian away.
The way Feng Jiutian looked at Feng Yu was filled with fear.
Ever since Feng Yu was divorced by Feng Qingge, he had become moody and scolded her at every turn.
Thinking of the scars under the clothes, Feng Jiutian couldn't help but shudder.
Seeing Feng Jiutian being pulled away by Feng Yu, Feng Qingge had a joking look on his face.
Song Jingrong looked at Feng Qingge's expression and couldn't help but lowered his head and whispered in Feng Qingge's ear: "I didn't expect that our Ge'er could be so happy."
Feng Qingge was startled by Song Jingrong's approach, and immediately said: "Your Highness, the Third Prince."
"Ge'er can be scared too. I thought Ge'er was fearless." Rong Jingyu teased.
"His Royal Highness the Third Prince is joking, I am both timid and afraid of death!" Feng Qingge replied awkwardly.
Song Jingrong wanted to laugh when he thought that when he met Feng Qingge, Feng Qingge happened to overhear his conversation and made such nonsense in order to save his life.
He picked up the wine glass, drank a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "That is indeed a fear of death."
Feng Qingge took a few sips of tea awkwardly. She really couldn't adapt to this kind of party. If it weren't for Leng Wushuang's celebration party today, she wouldn't want to come.
