let go of that guy

The shadows of the trees are whirling, the breeze is caressing slightly, and the shadows of the moon are mottled.It was cold in the small courtyard, the moonlight was beautiful, Zhenhe's bed was next to the window, she got up and looked towards Feng Xuerou, the beauty was sleeping soundly.

Gently open the window, the moonlight will flow into the house, a silver glow.

Zhenhe has curly golden hair hanging loose, the moonlight is soft, and it is coated with a layer of soft beauty of the Western Regions.

"Can't you sleep?" Suddenly a gentle voice came from next to her ear, Zhen He's tender body shook, and she looked back with a smile, seeing Feng Xuerou jump onto her bed with her bare feet, she couldn't help feeling a little joyful in her heart.

She didn't speak, but hugged Feng Xuerou, leaning her head against her embrace, her breath was filled with Feng Xuerou's faint fragrance.

"You've been paying attention to that Qingluo these past few days, and you don't talk to me much." Zhenhe pouted her mouth and muttered dissatisfiedly. Since the last time she dived into the Feng Mansion at night, Feng Xuerou began to pay attention to Qingluo. Be on guard everywhere.

Feng Xuerou was slightly startled, she pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hands to rub Zhenhe's soft hair, as if to appease a pet, but Zhenhe was very happy.

"Is it okay if you don't pay attention to her? You heard it last time, my second sister specially sent people to the Huihuang Pavilion, and I don't know what method she used... I'd better pay more attention." Feng Xuerou frowned slightly, Feng Xuewei is the second young lady of the Feng Mansion, so logically speaking, there should be a boss, but she has never seen this character in her memory.

Lowering her eyes, she stretched out her hand to close the window, hugged Zhenhe, rolled up the quilt and lay down, Feng Xuerou patted Zhenhe's back, and said: "Stop talking, go to sleep! There is class tomorrow. By the way... I'm going to see His Royal Highness."

"Why are you going to see the prince? Do you miss that person again?" Zhenhe said.

"This is just one of the reasons..." Feng Xuerou stopped talking, and fell asleep after pressing Zhenhe's head.Zhenhe had no choice but to hug him tighter and fell asleep.

The next day.

Feng Xuerou and Zhenhe hurriedly got up again, washed up, had a meal, and then rushed all the way to Wenwuyuan, without any ladylike temperament.

On the way, they greeted some people they knew in a hurry, but no one thought they were annoying, but rather liked them.

After entering the Wenwu Court, the two thought they were late, but the scene in front of them surprised them.

In the Nuoda courtyard of Wenwuyuan, a group of young students dressed in gorgeous clothes, only Zhenhe and Feng Xuerou were wearing the uniforms of Wenwuyuan. When they entered the door, all eyes were on them.

"What... what's going on?" Feng Xuerou's eyelids twitched.

"That... I forgot to inform you. Yesterday, sir, he said that today the emperor will receive the envoys from the country and hold a banquet..." At this time, the girl in a blue skirt replied submissively.

Feng Xuerou narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the girl, and said, "Qingluo, you notified everyone, but you didn't notify me and Zhenhe...Hmph, what do you mean?"

With a cold snort, Qingluo's tender body trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with tears, showing a cute look, "I...I...I didn't mean it...don't scold me..."

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Feng Xuerou had dark lines on her face, she could almost feel a crowing crow flying over her head, she looked at Qingluo who was full of grievances, opened her mouth, and just about to say something, she heard the group of young people twitter.

"Junior Sister Feng, this is your fault. Junior Sister Qingluo said that she didn't do it on purpose, so you don't have to scold her!" The one who spoke was Liu Xuan who had the door closed by Feng Xuerou that night. It attracted people around to point and point at Feng Xuerou.

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Qingluo has only come to Wenwuyuan not long ago, and she is not familiar with it yet, so I can't blame her."

"Junior Sister Feng needs to take care of Junior Sister Qingluo! How can you scold her?"

"Don't think that we won't sit idly by because you are also a junior sister. The master said that we should understand and respect each other."

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With a sneer, Feng Xuerou glanced slightly, and clearly saw Qingluo's flashing smug smile.

"Did you hear me scolding her?" Feng Xuerou pulled Zhenhe who wanted to scold her, raised her head arrogantly, and looked at Qingluo with disdain, "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

A group of people fell silent, and after a while, someone laughed dryly and left one after another.

Feng Xuerou also pulled Zhenhe to go back to the residence to change clothes, when she left, Zhenhe gave Qingluo a big white eye, and said with her mouth: "Just wait and see!"

Looking at their leaving backs, Qing Luo suddenly crouched on the ground, hugged herself tightly with both hands, and murmured softly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just two sluts. After completing the mission of Miss, I will be able to rescue Qingyang..."

In the glorious hall, hundreds of civil and military officials gathered together. Above the hall, Su Zhan, the emperor of the Cang Kingdom, had a radiant face and held a banquet to entertain the officials.

The disciples of Wenwuyuan were also arranged by Su Zhan to enjoy a feast with all the officials under the great hall.

"Message from the Kingdom!" The eunuch reported in a sharp voice, and everyone looked outside the hall, only to see a man wearing a gold-patterned robe with a white background, a hood, unicorn boots, and a tight waist. The man came lightly, followed by several scantily clad women from the Western Regions.

Feng Xuerou stared wide-eyed at the envoy of Zhiguo in the main hall, looked at Zhenhe, then looked at the envoy, and was speechless for a moment.

And Zhenhe looked at the person coming, his face was dark and frightening, and he frowned.

The man took off his hood, revealing an alluring face of the Western Regions, with a sharp chin, a straight nose bridge, blue jewel-like eyes, and a thin evil lip—somewhat similar to Zhenhe.

"Zhenhe..." Feng Xuerou subconsciously called Zhenhe's name, and in the next second her hand was tightly held.

"Long live the Emperor Cang, I am the emissary of the Kingdom of Cang Lian." Cang Lian pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed to Su Zhan in worship. Three thousand horses, one thousand cattle and one sheep each!"

Hearing Cang Lian report the amount of tribute, all the ministers started discussing in surprise.

Su Zhan nodded in satisfaction, looked at Cang Lian, and said, "The king of your country has a heart, but...send so many things, I'm afraid there are other things to do!"

"Hehe, Your Majesty is really clever, but our Majesty has other requests." Cang Lian smiled charmingly, and the corners of his mouth curled up just right, "We are married to the same country!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, and they couldn't be suppressed.

"Marriage?" Su Zhan asked slightly, and the hall returned to calm. He tanned his gray beard thoughtfully, "Who do you want to send for marriage?"

Cang Lian smiled slightly, her blue eyes seemed to glance at Zhenhe who was sitting behind inadvertently, and said, "Of course it's His Majesty's favorite little princess, Fu Zhenhe."