Every time when the future is like fog, Zheng Ji will miss Du Fengju in his previous life.
He not only taught her Master Lu's martial arts, but also taught her how to change the situation, leading her and accompanying her through every difficulty.
He is her teacher, her companion, her candlelight in the dark night, and the sun that warms her heart in winter.
How much she wanted to be like her previous life, but now, she couldn't do it...
The person she was able to get close contact with was not the real Feng Ju, but Mr. Du Duan of Wuge.
Although they are all the same person, they are different in the end.
Li Xing'en looked at her languid look and felt extremely distressed. He murmured: "Your Highness, you have been too tired during this period. Now that the crisis has been lifted for the time being, you should take a rest first. If the imperial concubine sees you like this, I’m afraid I’ll be heartbroken…”
His Highness has always been bright and cheerful, and seems to have endless energy in his body, but now he is so depressed.
Even when His Highness was injured before, he would not be like this!
Li Xing'en has served Zheng Ji for many years, and he is the first to understand her mental and emotional feelings.
But after much thought, he couldn't find any reason.
His Highness was previously running for Mr. Du Duan and Weiwei Temple. Now that the crisis between the two has been resolved, why is His Highness still looking so sad?
He wanted to help His Highness, but he didn't know where to start.
After all, the people around His Highness are still too weak. If they are as capable as the people in the East Palace, they will definitely be able to relieve His Highness's worries.
You must quickly become stronger and seize the day!
Seeing him like this, Zheng Ji couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and immediately replied: "You are right, I will pay attention to it."
It was impossible to rest, there were still so many things waiting for her.
But what Li Xing'en said is not unreasonable. The crisis in Fengju and Weiwei Temple has been resolved, which is a good thing.
Although she still doesn’t know who is behind this situation, she has already broken the situation. The one who should be sad and angry is the person behind it!
As for the clues provided by the second emperor brother, Zhou Yucheng wanted to investigate and Weiwei Temple also wanted to follow them.
She had endured the experience of two lifetimes, and the current situation was just one of the minor twists and turns.
There is no way to solve it now because the time is not long enough and there are not enough clues. She has to be patient enough and figure it out slowly before she can get her wish.
But, I wonder if there are any new clues in Fengju?
In fact, Du Fengju's mind was not on the new clues, he was... in a daze.
In the past few days, he was always thinking about Zheng Ji. Even the most urgent task of making a bed crossbow could not keep him focused.
This was a rare situation, and even without anyone reminding him, he knew that his state was not appropriate.
He pressed his temples, his plain face wrinkled, but the confusion in Ruifeng's eyes was even worse.
Princess Changding's devotion and consideration to Mr. Du Duan always surprised him time and time again.
Why?
Why could Mr. Du Duan let Princess Changding run around for him? Is it just because of the guidance from Guichang?
Du Fengju knew very well, no.
From the first day Princess Changding met him, she showed unusual curiosity and reliance on him.
Especially after the incident with the Wuge Treasury, she placed the martial arts arena, husband, and even Chang Dingli in Princess Changding's residence at his beck and call.
This cannot be explained by ordinary Yi Zhong. What she does is not consistent with her identity, and it is not consistent with normal logic.
This made Du Fengju wonder countless times whether she knew her true identity.
She did this not because he was Mr. Du Duan of Wuge, but because he was Du Fengju, the youngest son of the Taifu?
But how is this possible?
Not to mention how impeccable Wei Yan's disguise skills were, even if she knew he was Du Fengju, it shouldn't be like this.
but……
There was a voice in his heart that vaguely told him: This is really possible.
His father had always been at odds with Concubine Jiang, and Princess Changding had always been dissatisfied with the Du family. This was something he knew well in the past.
But after he returned to Jingzhao, things were different.
Whether it was deliberate teasing in public or a drunken kiss in the Hairpin Pavilion, this was not something Princess Changding would do.
There were too many mysteries about her, which puzzled him.
However, all her actions pointed to one thing, that is, she was too special to him.
She sometimes couldn't restrain her greedy eyes, her closeness and trust that she unconsciously revealed, and her always-on-her-eyes attitude.
This gave him the illusion that he had been extremely close to her before he knew it.
But this... is even more impossible.
He was precocious and could remember things clearly when he was about three years old. If he had ever had contact with her, he would never forget it.
After all, such a bright and flamboyant person will definitely be deeply remembered as long as he has contact with him in the past.
"Huh..." Du Fengju breathed out slowly, lying on the bed with his hands on the pillow, completely bored.
After resolving the most urgent crisis, what he wanted to know most right now was actually Princess Changding's thoughts.
It's really... baffling.
However, there seemed to be something hanging in his heart that could never be settled.
Although they are both himself, Mr. Du Duan and Du Fengju are different after all.
At this time, Wei Yan appeared and asked for instructions: "Sir, are you still going to the martial arts field tonight?"
If the young master is going to a martial arts arena, he will have to prepare something to disguise himself.
"...I won't go." Du Fengju shook his head. He really had no interest in bed crossbows now.
Moreover, he has already given advice on everything that should be given. With the presence of the martial arts master, he can definitely promote the assembly of the finished bed crossbow.
Wei Yan made it clear, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard the young master calling her.
"Wait, the night is over." Du Fengju said, changing his attention.
Although he couldn't muster the energy to assemble the bed crossbow, the Changding Princess Mansion martial arts arena still attracted him immensely.
There, he met Princess Changding every time.
He couldn't figure it out at the moment. If he stayed with Princess Changding for a long time, would he discover something?
Definitely!
Du Fengju found a good reason for himself, and his mood became much more exciting, sweeping away the previous decadence. Junqu Pavilion
However, what disappointed him was that he had been to the martial arts arena of Princess Changding Mansion for a while, but he still didn't see Princess Changding.
If it were in the past, as long as he appeared soon, Princess Changding would also appear immediately.
Tonight, she didn't come.
Could it be that something happened to her?
But when he saw that the gentleman at the martial arts arena was still discussing the bed crossbow with great interest, and the calm and calm look of Chang Dingsu who welcomed him in, he immediately rejected his guess.
Everything is fine at Princess Changding's Mansion.
He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but asked casually: "The bed crossbow is almost ready, why don't you see Your Highness tonight?"
A soldier in the martial arts field carefully put down the parts in his hands and replied: "Sir, don't you know? Your Highness... she was injured today!"
