Chapter 185 The gift from King Sangzhou

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Seeing the two sisters who couldn't help but fight each other as soon as they met, Sang Qi felt extremely nervous. He hurriedly came to the middle to separate them, and laughed and said: "It's windy outside, so let's go into the palace and talk again."

Sang Ning glared at her without a smile, and it wasn't entirely out of the resentment left by the original owner towards her.

There is also a reason why Sang Ning dislikes her. What kind of sister is this? It's obviously a white lotus.

What to do about Bai Lian?

Tear it apart, trample it to death, uproot it!

This is Sanning's method...

You have bullied the original owner since you were a child. Do you really think that you are also easy to bully?

You are not honest when you come to your own territory, and you show off your power as soon as you meet?

"This little princess is not simple."

Even Feng Runsheng, who was simple-minded, saw Sang Ying's pertinence.

They are biological sisters and should live in harmony, but they secretly compete with each other when they meet.

Of course, they themselves understand the problems that are obvious to outsiders.

Feng Queyi nodded, followed behind him and whispered: "Zhou Champion, I heard that you have lost your memory, but you still remember your empress. Is this possible?"

"????"

Feng Runsheng had a question mark on his face and said in confusion: "Who did you listen to?"

"A few days ago, you were fighting with His Majesty here for your wife, and you fought with your sword for dozens of rounds. This matter has spread throughout the palace. It's hard for me not to know about it."

After a pause, Feng Queyi continued to say doubtfully: "Before, I suspected that based on the temperament of the young marquis, he would never be so arrogant, so they all said that you were acting like this because of amnesia."

...

Feng Runsheng couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this rumor. Did he lose his memory?

Why didn't he know?

All he knew was that he dreamed day and night and often cried for no apparent reason.

It wasn't until he met the empress that everything got better, so Feng Runsheng didn't know about his amnesia.

"Brother Feng, you said it was a rumor, how can you believe it?"

Feng Runsheng said with a smile and left quickly.

Seeing this, Feng Queyi showed a thoughtful expression, and things became more complicated. If Feng Runsheng didn't lose his memory, he must have taken his own amnesia medicine.

Then how dare he argue with His Majesty?

Shaking his head, Feng Queyi always felt that there was something wrong during this period, but he didn't have a clue yet.

...

The two of them are currently in the same boat, but Feng Runsheng is relatively happier than Feng Queyi.

After all, he could fall in love with Sanning again despite losing his memory.

Although Feng Queyi is currently excited, he is lagging behind because he has no chance to get close to being controlled by the emperor.

But at certain moments, fragments of images flashed through his mind.

For example, there are prisons made of gold, underground palaces, red figures, etc.

It's just that he didn't take it seriously, but simply thought it was a dream.

...

In Yuesang Hall, Helan Yin and Sang Ning were sitting on high seats.

Looking at the ministers below, He Lanyin slowly said: "After I get married to the queen, I will go to Munnar to enhance the prestige of the country!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

Everyone below cheered in unison.

He Lanyin nodded with satisfaction and took a special look at the unhappy Feng Runsheng and the expressionless Feng Queyi.

Sometimes, Mr. Helan Yin felt guilty, and logically speaking, he shouldn't be like this.

But maybe it was psychological. He was always afraid that the wedding would not go smoothly, and these people would pop up to cause trouble at the critical moment.

"It's so hard to persuade a damn devil with good words."

Sanning couldn't help but muttered something in his ear again.

This sounded familiar to He Lanyin. Sang Ning had told him this more than once.

"Sang Sang, why do you say this again?"

He Lanyin asked with a strong breath next to her ear.

Feeling the wild smell exuding from his body, Sang Ning rolled his eyes at him and said, "Didn't I tell you not to fight? You will die early."

"But it seems to me that you don't take it seriously at all."

Sanning frowned and was too lazy to care about him.

Seeing this, Helan Yin knew that she was thinking about him, but how could the ambitious Helan Yin endure the ambition to conquer Munnar?

Compared with his early death, He Lanyin would rather have his name last forever.

Hurriedly hugging Sang Ning, He Lanyin smiled as if coaxing a child: "I promise to be careful in everything and never take risks unless necessary, okay?"

Hearing his serious assurance, Sanning also smiled. It was not easy for him to smooth his arrogant and stubborn character to where he is now.

"Chu Yu presented a gift to His Majesty and the Empress for their wedding. One thousand cattle and sheep, one thousand catties of precious fabrics, five hundred horses, and an ice silk crystal bed personally gifted by me, which can relieve the pain of the Empress."

"My dear, you are interested. I will ask the Ministry of Rites to return the gift to you later."

Helan Yin said with a smile, hugging Sang Ning tightly.

Sang Ying saw her below, so she also stepped forward and said, "Congratulations to your majesty and sister. When I heard about your wedding, I came uninvited with brother Chu Yu. I hope your majesty and sister don't mind."

"What's the matter? Your brother Zhaoningjun is here, and your sister will naturally welcome you. This is your home. You can come whenever you want."

Helan Yin looked at the little girl, and his first impression was not good. After all, he also saw her playing with Sang Ning.

But to save her some face, Helan Yincai didn't say anything.

But if she is still dishonest, He Lanyin doesn't mind teaching her a lesson.

He wasn't worried about Sang Ning being angry, after all, Sang Ning's attitude towards her wasn't much better.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty."

Sang Ying hid the jealousy in her eyes and retreated to Chu Yu.

Seeing her clinging to Chu Yu and looking at Chu Yu with unusual eyes, Sang Ning guessed something.

This girl likes Chu Yu.

But why are they still so hostile to me after not seeing each other for so many years?

Sang Ning was a little confused about this. Although she had been naughty before, she had never been so hostile.

The exact reason is naturally unknown.

We can only let her settle down first and then observe slowly.

Then He Lanyin said some things that they needed to help prepare and pay attention to on the wedding day, and then sent them all away.

Chu Yu and He Lanyin went to live in Yangxin Palace together, which was already against the regulations.

But He Lanyin insisted, and Chu Yu had no choice but to do it.

His younger brother Chu Xian also gave Helan Yin a temporary leave to accompany Chu Yu.

This is where He Lanyin is attentive. The majestic emperor is so considerate to reunite the two brothers.

If any minister is treated like this, how can he not sacrifice his life and not fulfill his duties faithfully?

As for Sang Ying, she stayed with Sang Ning. Feng Runsheng told Sang Ning the news about Yutan, but he searched all over Jingdu but couldn't find her.

After saying that, seeing that Sang Ning was a little disappointed, he endured the discomfort in his heart and withdrew.

Sang Qi also took Jing Chen to the side hall to rest and talk about Buddhism, so only Feng Queyi was left to check Sang Ning's body.

...

Feng Queyi sat in front of the bed and touched Sang Ning's slender arm, feeling extremely hot inside her body.

It was the same as last time, and he couldn't concentrate on diagnosis and treatment at all.

Hong Rui, who was standing by, saw his embarrassment and said, "Master Feng, do you want a slave to wipe your sweat?"

Feng Queyi's forehead was already covered with sweat, so he nodded.

With his permission, Hongrui carefully wiped his sweat.

Sanning admired Feng Queyi's appearance and her good figure.

"Hongrui, please take your sister out for a walk. I'll call you if anything happens."