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A few days later, the crown prince canonization ceremony was held in the palace as scheduled, Wenjun Wen was invited to watch the ceremony, before leaving, she asked Feng Qiao if she wanted to bring a message to Xiao Yan, Feng Qiao hesitated for a while, and finally shook her head.

After Wen Wenjun left the mansion and Feng Qiao had nothing to do, she wrote a letter and entrusted someone to deliver it to Zhou Tianxing.In the letter, she briefly mentioned what she saw and heard when she came to Nanxiao, including Xiao Yan being canonized as the crown prince after returning to secular life, and also including the fact that she recognized Wen Jun as her adoptive mother.

"Miss Fengqiao, the letter has been delivered, don't worry."

The name of the visitor was Cheng Xi, she was Shi Yi's close maid before she was alive, she had stayed with Shi Yi in Nanchen Palace for many years, and she and Feng Qiao were old acquaintances.Since she just arrived here and is not very familiar with the Mansion and the capital, she asked Chengxi to help deliver the letter.

"It's Lao Chengxi girl."

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Xi asked politely, "In the past, Miss Shi Yi and I were often taken care of by you and other generals in the palace, but now you are the adopted daughter of the third lady, out of love and reason, I will do it for you These are all as they should be.”

Feng Qiao was not good at polite words, so she only smiled back when she heard the words.

"By the way." She suddenly thought of something, and asked Chengxi: "As the adopted daughter of the Ji family, what are the rules? For example, you have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or what etiquette rules do you need to follow in your words and deeds?"

Cheng Xi laughed and said, "Although the Hui family is a famous family, they don't have so many red tapes. Since the third lady didn't let you learn it, then you can do whatever you want."

Feng Qiao nodded with a half understanding.

Wuwen Junyou only returned to the mansion, Fengqiao originally wanted to ask her about the canonization, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was inappropriate.And Mr. Wen Wen easily saw through her thoughts, and before she could ask, he took the initiative to mention: "The canonization ceremony went smoothly, and he is now the legitimate Prince Nanxiao."

Feng Qiao said "Oh", pretending not to care.

Jun Wenjun said again: "He also asked me about you."

Feng Qiao's eyes brightened a little, but after meeting Shang Wenjun's smiling eyes, she hurriedly covered them up, "He, what did he ask?"

"He asked me, how are you doing in the Mansion, and when will you leave?"

"Then how did you answer?"

"I said, if the crown prince wants to know, it's better to ask her in person."

"..."

Feng Qiao didn't expect such an answer. Surprised, she harbored anticipation in her heart, wondering how Xiao Yan would react.Unexpectedly, Jun Wenjun said: "He didn't say much about it."

Feng Qiao felt lost when she heard the words, and the moment she lowered her head, she couldn't see the appearance of Jun Wenjun hesitant to speak.

At Chenshi the next day, she practiced martial arts with a sword in the backyard as usual.Unexpectedly, not long after practicing, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side, easily snatched the sharp sword from her hand, and clamped her shoulders with his hands.She was startled, turned around without thinking, and slashed at the hand, the latter avoided it lightly, she closed her palm into a fist again, and threw it straight at the man's face.

But after seeing the man's eyebrows and eyes clearly, she was horrified, and it was too late to stop her hand. Fortunately, the man reacted very quickly, suddenly lowered his body, barely dodging her fist.

After being stunned for a moment, she cupped her hands and said: "The daughter of the people pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xiao Yan chuckled, "I haven't made a move for many years, but General Feng's martial arts has improved a little."

"Your Highness is wrong."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qiao stretched out both hands, wanting to take back the sword in his hand, but Xiao Yan just looked down at her, indifferent.For a while, the two of them stuck together silently, without moving or speaking, until a voice came from the side: "Wonderful, very wonderful."

Both of them heard the sound and looked over, only to see a handsome man wearing a crane cloak walking towards them slowly while clapping his hands.

Xiao Yan said modestly: "Mr. made me laugh."

Feng Qiao was confused, she looked at Xiao Yan, then at the strange man.

Xiao Yan kindly explained her doubts: "This is the crown prince and Taifu, Mr. Huan Yu from Longkang Academy."

Feng Qiao was both surprised and delighted, she never expected to meet Master's old friend by chance.

"Feng Qiao pays homage to Mr. Huan Yu." When saluting, her voice became much clearer, even bowing was full of sincerity.

Xiao Yan's mind is bright, he can't see that she is treating her differently, but he can't figure out the reason for it.

"So this is General Feng Qiaofeng." Huan Yu smiled warmly and spoke modestly, "I have known your name for a long time, and General Feng is really a woman who does not give way to men. I admire you."

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Feng Qiao smiled and waved her hands, and then asked him, "Why did you come to the Mansion, sir?"

Huan Yu glanced at Xiao Yan who was standing behind her, and smiled ambiguously, "Someone wants to come to the Mansion to see someone, so I will accompany them."

Feng Qiao didn't understand, why couldn't someone explain it more clearly?Or is this the usual speaking style of scholars?

However, Huan Yu didn't intend to speak thoroughly, and instead said: "Go down and talk to the third lady. Please go ahead, both of you, and be sure to say everything you need to say."

At the end, he glanced at someone again quietly.

Xiao Yan staggered his gaze, pretending not to see.

After Huan Yu left, Feng Qiao murmured softly, "Sir, it's really strange."

Xiao Yan put the sword back into its sheath, and was about to return it to her, when he overheard her talking to herself, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Where is the blame?"

His voice was close to her ears, Feng Qiao was startled, subconsciously took two steps back.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan asked again: "Are you afraid of me?"

Feng Qiao answered irrelevantly: "The identity is different, Your Highness, please don't blame me."

Xiao Yan felt annoyed and amused when he heard the words, "When you touched my head that day, why didn't you say that your identities are different?"

Feng Qiao glared at him, "Obviously you let me touch it."

Xiao Yan: "You mean, whatever I ask you to do, you do it?"

Feng Qiao was dumbfounded.

Seeing that she was speechless, Xiao Yan sighed: "Come take a stroll around the residence with me."

"...As ordered."

The Mansion is bigger than Nanchen Prince's Mansion. Although she has lived here for more than half a month, Feng Qiao is still very unfamiliar with the whole Mansion except for a few places she frequents. Now that she is leading the Crown Prince, she walks as soon as she sees the way. As for where the road leads, she doesn't care at all.

After the two walked quietly for a while, one on the left and one on the right, Xiao Yan took the lead to break the silence: "I heard that you have worshiped the third lady as your foster mother."

Feng Qiao nodded, "After Shi Yi left, she had no children under her knees, so she adopted me as a foster daughter. I can also use this name to spend more time with her."

"Then you will live in the Mansion?"

"No." Feng Qiao said, "It is possible to leave at any time."

"Where are you going?"

"Cosmopolitan."

Xiao Yan suddenly stood still in front of her, blocking her way, seeing her looking over with puzzled eyes, he asked, "Can you stay for me?"

Feng Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Your Highness is really good at joking, you are the Crown Prince of Nan Xiao, and I am General Bei Chen, how could I stay in Nan Xiao for you?"

Xiao Yan: "What if I ask Emperor Beichen to marry you to me?"

Feng Qiao looked at him fixedly, her eyes were full of astonishment, she never expected him to say that suddenly, obviously he was a delusion she dared not have, but he could easily say it out.

After pondering for a long time, she slowly responded with two words: "Reason?"

Xiao Yan said: "The time limit for the agreement to establish borders is approaching. It is not yet known whether Nan Xiao and Bei Chen will fight or make peace, but one thing is certain. Now Nan Xiao's national strength and military strength are far higher than that of Bei Chen. Once the battle is fought, the outcome is basically determined. In this case, I think Emperor Beichen should be able to decide whether to go to war or make a marriage."

The hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists unconsciously, Feng Qiao glared at him, and asked in a deep voice: "Your Highness, you mean to use me as a tool to negotiate peace?"

She had expected that she would think this way, Xiao Yan was not in a hurry to explain, and said slowly: "If you are really used as a tool for negotiating peace, which prince is not allowed to marry, why did you choose to marry me?"

Feng Qiao had already guessed about [-]% or [-]% of what he said, but if he didn't directly reveal it, she couldn't be sure what she was thinking.

"Minnv is stupid, please express it clearly, Your Highness."

Xiao Yan sighed lightly, seemingly helpless and loving, and immediately he wrapped his long arms around her and embraced her.

Feng Qiao was shocked and tried to break free, but failed.

"Don't move." Although it was an ordering tone, his voice was extraordinarily gentle, "I touched the head and hugged others, so, don't you understand?"

For a moment, Feng Qiao really didn't want to move, she just wanted to sink into his warm and powerful embrace, smell the smell of him, and take him as her own, once she opened and closed her eyes, it would be a lifetime, safe and smooth, But the remaining life.

A sudden sound woke up the person in her arms, Feng Qiao pushed him away, looked around guiltily, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing no other figures.

"Xiao Yan!" She raised her fist and wanted to hit him, but she missed it and was stopped by his backhand.

"I haven't taught you how to beat me yet." Xiao Yan whispered in her ear, "I don't want to be someone who breaks promises, especially to you."

Feng Qiao's heart trembled, and in an instant, tears welled up in her eyelashes.

It turned out that he still remembered the promise she had been thinking about.

Seeing tears in her eyes, Xiao Yan thought he hurt her, so he let go of his hand quickly, "I offended you, please forgive me."

Feng Qiao stared at him, wiped away her tears and sucked her nose, looking extremely aggrieved.

"I'm not...don't..." Xiao Yan felt at a loss for the first time in his life, he hesitated for a while, and finally said a complete sentence, "What should I do so that you don't cry or get angry?"

Feng Qiao blurted out: "Give me a punch."

Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, then closed his eyes, with an obedient appearance waiting to be beaten.

Feng Qiao punched him again, and the wind brushed against her cheeks, but she suddenly withdrew her strength, and instead gently and slowly stroked the old scar on his face with her fingertips.

Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her deeply.

Feng Qiao said softly, "It's over."

Xiao Yan pursed the corners of his mouth, a little wanting to laugh, but finally couldn't hold back, and let out a low laugh.

He and Huan Yu didn't stay in the Mansion much, they only stayed for half an hour before leaving.Feng Qiao accompanied Wen Wenjun to see them off.

Before boarding the carriage, Huan Yu turned back and said to Feng Qiao: "General Feng, if you are free in the future, you can go to the Prince's Mansion and take a look at me, a loner."

Before Feng Qiao could respond, Xiao Yan shouted loudly behind him: "Sir!"

Huan Yu seemed to have never heard of it, and continued: "Or another lonely person."

Feng Qiao glanced at Xiao Yan, and replied vaguely "Yes".

After watching them go away, Feng Qiao turned around, and unexpectedly saw Shang Wenjun's expression clearly, her cheeks flushed with shame, and she ran away like oiling the soles of her feet.

The author has something to say:

Huan Yu: I have learned a lot in my life, and I am most proficient in counting "assists".

This is a small cookie of about [-] words. It is not long, so the pace will be relatively fast, and if the pace is fast, one of Feng Xiao will always take the initiative. The bald prince who knows everything vs. the ignorant woman General, it is obvious that the former won and took the initiative.