The lady of a good match

Just now, Yang Heng came to pass the decree, he was named the virtuous king, the original Ming Prince's mansion was changed into the virtuous king's mansion, and the Imperial Forest Army will come to pick him up tomorrow morning.

In the past three years, he has been like a monk, accustomed to a quiet and simple way of life. Although he could stand up and walk half a year ago, he has never left the courtyard where he lives.

Sometimes I think it's okay to go on like this for the rest of my life...

He has no good plans for his future life. Without martial arts, although his limbs can move like normal people, his tendons are still in the recovery stage. It is impossible to practice martial arts and lift a pen, so he can only take care of himself.

Dijun probably also knew about his situation, so he gave him such a reward, someone to take care of him, food and clothing for the rest of his life... As a monarch, Dijun has done his best.

When the last ray of the sun disappeared into the sky, the sky darkened, and an attendant approached from a distance and respectfully said:

"My lord, my son let you in to rest, you have been standing for a long time today."

"understood."

When Feng Junce answered, he didn't look back, his eyes were still fixed on the tombstone, and after a while, he turned around and walked away with a calm expression.

Back in the house in the other courtyard, Tongtong is instructing several servants to organize things with him and prepare for leaving tomorrow.

The 16-year-old Tongtong has changed a lot. Not only has he grown taller, but his facial features have also grown. He has become a handsome boy with delicate features, but his personality has not changed much.

Feng Junce is tall and tall, and now Tongtong Zhengli is almost shoulder-to-shoulder with him. During the three years here, Tongtong has been taking care of him, and he has watched Tongtong grow up with his own eyes.

Whether it's martial arts or witchcraft, Tong Tong can now take on apprentices.

Feng Junce stood at the door, watching them busy arranging things, he was a little dazed for a while, until Tongtong noticed that they were coming, took his hand and walked to another room:

"You stood too much today, take a bath and rest after eating and taking medicine, and you will return to your palace tomorrow."

"Ah."

Feng Junce didn't say much, and followed him with a smile on his face. Ever since he tried to stand up, Tongtong had been supporting him. When he was able to walk by himself, Tongtong would still pull him subconsciously when he was beside him. with him.

Although naturally insensitive to people's emotions, she takes care of patients very seriously.

Meals, soups, and three meals a day are prepared on time by Tongtong. Before he couldn't hold chopsticks, Tongtong would feed him. Now, Tongtong just eats with him and picks up vegetables for him. Feng Junce sometimes feels that, I am not as good as a child.

Taking the first bite of food, Feng Junce frowned, then looked at the person opposite and asked:

"Tongtong, did you cook tonight's food?"

"Well," Tongtong nodded, looked at the bowl with a rare embarrassed expression and asked:

"Is it hard to eat?"

Feng Junce shook his head:

"Fortunately, there is progress, at least there is no strange taste, except that it is a little salty, it is much more delicious than the medicated food cooked before."

The medicinal food cooked by Gu Chong had caused him a serious psychological shadow on Tongtong's cooking skills, but fortunately, he looked carefully and found no strange things on the dishes.

Tongtong was a little unhappy:

"Those medicated diets you dislike are good things."

Feng Junce smiled:

"Just treat me as a blessing."

Tongtong was noncommittal, and after a while said seriously:

"Forget it, anyway, you don't have anything to eat now. This is the last time I will cook for you. You can take care of yourself now. I should leave when you return to the palace."

Feng Junce was startled suddenly:

"Are you going?"

Tongtong nodded seriously:

"That's right, Jingmo is going to Nan'an to find his master. I want to go back with him. The witchcraft has reached a bottleneck and needs master's guidance. It may take a long time to come back to see you. You just need to follow the prescription Grab the medicine and add Jade Gu, the body will definitely recover."

Feng Junce understood, and smiled again:

"Well, it's time to go back and see your master..."

I was used to Tongtong stubbornly being by his side, and felt a little bit reluctant for a while.

While eating, Tongtong gave serious instructions:

"You must not practice kung fu privately or do too violent movements. The damaged tendons will be difficult to recover if they are damaged again. Be a good prince who has nothing to do."

Every time Feng Junce sees his old-fashioned appearance, he can't help laughing:

"Understood, Mr. Little."

He was really disciplined by a child.

After the meal, Tong Tong prepared a bathing potion for Feng Junce and rubbed his back himself.

Feng Junce closed his eyes and leaned against the barrel, thought for a while and said:

"Tongtong, thank you for taking care of me for so long."

Tongtong paused for a moment and replied:

"I'm thanking you for saving my life. Moreover, you taught me a lot of things by guiding me in martial arts, so I should thank you."

He learned a lot during the time with Feng Junce.

Feng Junce smiled sideways:

"If you work harder, you will be famous in the world like your master in the future."

Tongtong thought for a while before answering:

"I don't care about those false names, but I just don't want to be threatened by others in the future. Prince, wait for me to follow Master for a few years and come back to protect you. I will work hard."

Feng Junce was stunned for a moment, then refused with a smile:

"...No, I don't need you to protect me. Just take care of yourself. Remember, don't be bound by the word "repaying you". Choose to save you."

"Oh……"

After Tongtong replied lightly, he stopped talking until he returned to the room.

In the past three years, there is another habit that Tongtong has not changed, that is, sharing the bed with Feng Junce. Feng Junce mentioned it several times, Tongtong, whose brain circuit is different from ordinary people, always refuses to sleep by himself, and as time goes by It can only be left to him.

I don't know if it's because of the topic just now, but Feng Junce noticed that Tongtong seemed to be in a low mood, lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, just when he was about to ask, Tongtong suddenly turned sideways and opened his mouth to him and said:

"I thought about it seriously. I didn't simply want to repay you, but I just wanted to stay by your side and follow you. My lord, you can recruit me as an aide in the palace of Xian Wang."

Feng Junce looked at him firmly, and found that his gaze was extremely firm and bright, and he said after a while:

"Go back and see your master first."

Staff?With all due respect, Tongtong doesn't have the qualities of an aide, but forget it, Dugulie will educate him.

Tongtong nodded: "OK."

……

When the sun rose the next day, Xiao Yunmu led the Yulin Army to take Feng Junce back to the palace, accompanied by Yang Heng, Yan Qing and Feng Changlin.

Feng Junce was in a calm mood, and after simply expressing his thanks, he and Tongtong boarded the carriage with Yan Qing and Feng Changlin, chatting with them along the way.

The 24-year-old Yan Qing has become stable and elegant, and he is more intelligent and wise than before. Feng Changlin is about to hold a crown ceremony and enter the age of Double Ten. He is tall and handsome. He has been in charge of the government for many years, making him look younger People are much more mature.

Feng Junce couldn't help sighing in his heart, with such a talent assisting the crown prince, the emperor should feel at ease.

While chatting, Yan Qing suddenly remembered something and mentioned:

"Speaking of which, it will be the beginning of June in ten days. It's the day when the Prince Regent will hold the crowning ceremony. Prince Xiaoyao sent a letter saying that he will return to the imperial capital in the near future. He specifically stated that he will visit the Prince Xian's mansion when he returns."

Feng Junce smiled when he heard this:

"It seems that Brother Wang attaches great importance to Lin'er's coronation ceremony, so I will wait for Brother Wang at the mansion."

Feng Changlin also laughed:

"It is a great honor to be loved by Uncle Wang."

Xiaoyao Wang has been very kind to him since he was a child. It can be said that he treats him as his own. He has always been grateful.

After the Imperial Forest Army escorted Feng Junce back to Prince Xian's mansion, they waited for him to settle down a bit before entering the palace together to face the saint.

When Feng Junce was named king, the emperor held a grand banquet to congratulate him on rectifying his name, and the civil and military ministers with keen sense of smell rushed to congratulate Feng Junce.

The intertwined hustle and bustle, singing and dancing, and the long-lost secular scene gave Feng Junce a subtle feeling that at some point, even Tong Tong, whom he had always regarded as a child, had learned to drink.

Frowning slightly, Feng Junce turned sideways to remind Tong Tong who was sitting beside him:

"Tongtong, drink less."

Tongtong nodded coldly and replied:

"It's okay. Recently, I was bored and practiced a little thing that can sober me up. Let's try to see how it works."

Feng Junce frowned: "Is this why you learned to drink?"

Tongtong said frankly, "Yes."

Feng Junce: "..."

Although Tong Tong spoke confidently, she was still drunk when the banquet was over, tugging at Feng Junce's sleeve and staggering to follow, complaining in a low voice that she was not good enough.

Feng Junce had no choice but to explain to the people around him:

"Come here, don't come over and help the young master."

His hands are weak, and if Tongtong trips and falls, he can't hold him up.

Back on the carriage, Tongtong took out a dizzy little meat worm from his sleeve, looked at it and threw it into the small jar he carried with him.

Feng Junce couldn't help teasing him:

"Does it mean that you are not doing your job properly by practicing this kind of thing?"

"Forget it..." Tongtong admitted honestly, "If Master finds out, he will definitely punish me."

He was practicing swordsmanship when the weather was cold, and Jing Mo suggested that he could drink some wine, but because he couldn't drink enough, he had such a boring thought.

"Pfft..." Feng Junce chuckled softly:

"If you can't drink enough, drink less, don't harm the bugs."

Tongtong had no words to refute, and leaned over to one side of her body:

"Dizziness, my lord, let me rely on you."

Feng Junce shook his head, and supported him on his body.

Tong Tong followed Jing Mo away the second day after Feng Junce returned to the palace. Before leaving, Feng Junce gave him his sword Dan Qingke.

Tongtong bowed deeply to him and said in a very serious tone:

"My lord, I will come back to you after I have learned something."

Feng Junce smiled and said nothing, and waved his hand to say goodbye to him, but after a long time, he couldn't get used to sleeping at night without someone beside him, and every night before going to bed, he subconsciously wanted to talk, and found that there was nothing around him and he felt a little disappointed.

On the second day after Tongtong left, Feng Junce asked Yingli to help and send someone to burn an airtight private house not far from the other courtyard of the cemetery at night. The three people who were tortured to the point of being inhuman but still alive.

These years, he actually knew that Tongtong was secretly doing some things behind his back, and he also knew that those three people were the Xue family father and son back then. Enough is enough, let's start again.

Three years after the episode [[-]]

On the fifth day after Feng Junce Feng Wang moved back to the palace, Xiaoyao Wang Feng Qingzhe returned to the imperial capital. Several years of experience in northern Xinjiang made his temperament much more stable, but his appearance did not change much.

After Feng Qingzhe returned to the imperial capital, he first visited the emperor, then the princess regent, and finally visited Feng Junce in the mansion of the virtuous king in person. He asked many things and said many things.

Five days later was Feng Changlin's coronation ceremony, which was held in the palace and presided over by Feng Jingyi himself. It was not grand, but it could be seen that Feng Jingyi attached great importance to Feng Changlin.

After the appointment of Lin Guanli, a matter that had been silent for a long time was brought to the fore again: the matter of choosing a concubine for the Prince Regent.

This time, Prince Xiaoyao, who has always regarded Feng Changlin as his own, was also there, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty suggested that Feng Qingzhe should be the master of Feng Changlin.

Feng Qingzhe didn't refuse either, and agreed to come down and discuss with the concubine and the emperor and queen.

Feng Changlin, one head and two big, had a feeling of doom. He was absent-minded when he was dealing with government affairs that day, and he was struggling to find a reason to tell his mother, concubine and uncle Wang that he didn't want to get married for the time being. Yun Yan walked in quickly.

All right, the little ancestor is here, so don't think about it for now.

"Brother Wang."

When Feng Yunyan stepped into the Hall of Qinzheng, he yelled first.

"Yan'er is here."

Feng Changlin got up to meet him, saw beads of sweat on his forehead, and asked again:

"Is there something urgent? Why are you so anxious that you are sweating?"

After that, he took out a handkerchief and handed it to him:

"Scrub."

Feng Yunyan took the handkerchief and began to wipe his face:

"Is it hot? I'm sweating after walking so fast."

Ten-year-old Feng Yunyan has grown a lot taller, but her personality hasn't changed much. Her delicate face still has obvious baby fat, pink and tender. When she smiles, her eyes are still crescent-shaped, which is cute .

Feng Changlin tapped his head lightly:

"Who made you go in such a hurry..."

After wiping off his sweat, Feng Yunyan put the handkerchief into his sleeve pocket, turned around and sat down with Feng Changlin, and then said seriously:

"It's about brother Wang's lifelong affairs, so Yan'er is of course in a hurry."

"Oh?"

Feng Changlin raised his eyebrows, poured him a cup of tea and asked with a smile:

"Why, Yan'er has had too little homework recently, and has time to care about Brother Wang's private affairs, huh?"

Feng Yunyan stuck out her tongue:

"It's not. My father and Commander Xiao are so strict, and Yan'er is exhausted. Brother Ling and Yi Wang are not as hot as Yan'er when they are training in the Imperial Forest Army."

"Dare to say," Feng Changlin glanced at him helplessly:

"Be careful when Father hears that he asked you to switch with them, it is strictly for your own good, you are not allowed to be lazy."

In addition to normal schoolwork, both 15-year-old Feng Lingyu and 13-year-old Feng Yi were ordered by their father to be thrown into the Imperial Forest Army to practice. He was afraid that this guy would not be able to stand it, so he secretly discussed with his father and pleaded with his father. How dare you complain.

"I know, don't be lazy, don't be slack, don't be perfunctory, don't let things go, you must be strict with yourself, and study hard...Brother Wang, Yan'er understands."

Feng Yunyan counted by himself with his fingers, and finally stretched out his hands and lay down on the table with a dejected expression:

"Brother Wang is becoming more and more harsh on me now, are all people who want to marry concubines like this?"

Feng Changlin pinched his face and smiled angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about? What does strict requirements on you have to do with whether you marry a concubine?"

Feng Yunyan simply grabbed his hand and put it under his face, muttering:

"Obviously, look, father has become stricter since he married father...Brother Wang used to love Yan'er, but now, hmph...more serious than the imperial guards."

Feng Changlin rubbed his head:

"When you grow up, Father, Empress, and I have to be stricter with you so that you can learn more. You can't be five years old forever."

Feng Yunyan remained silent, continued to put his face on his palm, and asked after a while:

"Brother Wang, are you really going to marry a concubine?"

Feng Changlin shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"Brother Wang doesn't know either."

Does he want to?Although starting a family is an inevitable path in life, at least he is not ready to embark on that path yet.

Feng Yunyan blinked:

"Yan'er thinks...if Brother Wang hasn't seriously considered this matter, why don't you marry him yet?"

Father and queen wanted him to be more sensible and not to interfere in Brother Wang's affairs casually. However, he felt that if Brother Wang was unhappy, he would support Brother Wang not to marry. This should not be considered willful...

Feng Changlin looked at him for a while and asked back:

"Yan'er doesn't want Brother Wang to marry a concubine?"

Feng Yunyan let go of his hand and sat up straight, shook his head and nodded:

"Yan'er is not interfering in Brother Wang's private affairs. It's just that Brother Wang is so distressed that he doesn't want to marry, so why force yourself? Don't adults often say that lifelong affairs are not trivial?"

"You would say..." Feng Changlin clasped his hands between his eyebrows, "My lord's rules are complicated."

Feng Yunyan bulged her cheeks and put her hands on her face:

"Brother Wang is going to marry? Do you have a sweetheart?"

Feng Changlin shook his head:

"No sweetheart."

Since he was in charge of the government affairs, he has been busy and fulfilled every day. He has no time to think about those things. He still hasn't remembered the names of the little maids brought by his mother and concubine in the courtyard.

Feng Yunyan pouted:

"What if you marry someone you don't like, and you regret it? Isn't that harmful to others and yourself?"

Feng Changlin sighed helplessly:

"Let's look at the opinions of my father and my aunt and concubine, Yan'er, sometimes even if it's my own affairs, I may not be able to decide."

In fact, the concubine mother respected him enough, but he was not ready to start a family yet.

Feng Yunyan nodded a little disappointed:

"Okay... Then if Brother Wang really married a concubine, don't ignore Yan'er, okay?"

"Yan'er..."

Feng Changlin felt a little uncomfortable seeing his aggrieved expression. This guy had been attached to him since he was a child, and he was the one who raised him.

"Yan'er is serious."

Feng Yunyan felt his nose a little sore, took a breath, stood up, walked to him and took his arm:

"Yan'er hopes that Brother Wang can marry someone he likes as a concubine instead of obeying the arrangement of his father and the others. Yan'er hopes that Brother Wang can be happy in the future and will continue to love Yan'er."

"Brother Wang knows..." Feng Changlin embraced him and patted his back to comfort him:

"Brother Wang will not ignore Yan'er...Brother Wang will seriously talk to Father and the others."

After getting married, the relationship between brothers and sisters will definitely not be as close as before, not to mention that they are destined to be monarchs and ministers, and alienation will happen sooner or later.

However, he didn't want to draw a line when Feng Yunyan was still clinging to him like a child. This person would definitely cry, and he couldn't bear it.

Feng Yunyan rubbed his shoulder:

"Yan'er is not sensible, but Yan'er likes Brother Wang the most, so I don't want Brother Wang to be unhappy."

Feng Changlin held his hand tightly:

"Well, Brother Wang knows, Brother Wang also hopes that Yan'er will always be so happy."

"Then you have to keep your word."

Feng Yunyan wiped his eyes and nose, raised his head and smiled:

"Brother Wang, let's take Yan'er out of the palace tonight. Yan'er hasn't been out of the palace for a long time. I heard that the folks in summer are fun."

"You..."

Knowing that he was cheating, Feng Changlin couldn't help but agree:

"Okay, Brother Wang waits to ask Father for instructions, and he said that Yan'er has worked hard in martial arts recently, and I will give him a special reward for going out of the palace."

Feng Yunyan hugged him excitedly:

"I know that Brother Wang is the best."

Then she kissed him on the cheek.

Feng Changlin's expression froze and he pulled him away from his body:

"Okay, obediently go back to the Wenhua Palace, don't make Queen Father unhappy, or Brother Wang will regret it too."

This guy has not changed the habit of beating since he was a child, it is still the same as when he was five years old.

"Okay, okay..." Feng Yunyan stood up reluctantly, straightened his robes, "Then I'm leaving."

Feng Changlin nodded:

"Well, I will pick you up after I ask Father for instructions."

……

In the few days after Fengchang Lin Guanli passed, King Xiaoyao and Princess Regent frequently visited the emperor in the palace, and did not allow other people to get involved. The three of them discussed in the imperial study.

Although Feng Jingyi only told Ying Li that they were discussing Feng Changlin's marriage to his concubine, but Ying Li subconsciously felt that something was going on.

It was not until seven days later that King Xiaoyao and the concubine no longer entered the palace, and Feng Jingyi stayed in the imperial study room until late that night before going to bed, and then told him that before choosing Feng Changlin as a concubine, he had to be given a surname. He broke away from the royal family and set up a separate family.

Historically, it is not uncommon for the monarch to bestow sex on the prince and let him set up a separate family. There are various reasons:

Some are to escape royal disputes, some are to avoid getting involved in the battle for the throne, and some are deliberately done by the monarch to avoid blood fratricide. In short, it is nothing new for princes to set up a separate family and become a minister.

It's just that Yingli didn't understand that Feng Changlin, as the orphan of King Wu, had only one lineage, and with their planning, Feng Changlin couldn't pose a threat to Yan'er, so why did he let him set up another family.

Ying Li thought about it for a long time and felt it was unreasonable, so he asked directly:

"I don't understand, why do you have to do this? Is there any other reason?"

"It was requested by the concubine and King Xiaoyao..."

Feng Jingyi sighed:

"I don't want to be like this either, or even...never thought about it."

He still can't believe it now, but Brother Wang's suicide note, King Xiaoyao's testimonial, and the concubine's statement... all show that what he just learned is true.

Yingli knew that the matter must not be simple, so he continued to ask:

"What the hell happened?"

Feng Jingyi closed his eyes, and finally told him:

"Lin'er, he is not born of Brother Wu Wang...that is to say, he is not of royal blood."

"..."

Ying Li felt as if someone knocked on his head, there was a momentary blankness, and it took a long time before he slowly realized:

"... Lin'er is not the heir of King Wu? That concubine..."

This kind of thing can't be said casually, it will be beheaded.

Three years after the episode [[-]]

Feng Jingyi was also stunned for a while, and then said slowly:

"You should have heard about the death of King Wu in battle. In fact, what happened back then involved the grievances and entanglements in the harem. King Wu and King Xiaoyao went out together. Some people wanted King Xiaoyao to never come back, but in the end King Wu died. The first emperor wiped out the harem in a rage, and there are still mad concubines in the cold palace..."

Think about it, there are really many things in the previous generation. The more he compares them, the more he likes his current situation. He doesn't have to worry about the harem competing for favor, and he doesn't have to worry about powerful officials interfering in politics.

Yingli nodded after listening:

"There is still such a secret, no wonder you never mentioned the late emperor's concubines..."

Feng Jingyi frowned:

"When the first emperor was in power, he didn't let it be mentioned. What does it have to do with me now? All I do is wait for the aftermath."

Wait for them to die, and then bury them according to the ceremony.

Ying Li remained silent, Feng Jingyi thought for a while and continued:

"The concubine Du Ruo was originally one of King Wu's personal guards. In order to save King Xiaoyao, he was caught in a trap and died of serious injuries. The concubine as a personal guard followed but failed to save him. He should have been executed, but , she was pregnant at the time."

"In order to protect him, King Wu told other people before he died and asked King Xiaoyao to testify that the concubine is pregnant with his heir, and the relationship between the concubine and her personal guards and King Xiaoyao has always been very good. With his help to testify, no one will doubt it. "

"I see……"

Ying Li understood, thought for a while and asked hesitantly:

"That Lin'er is..."

Feng Jingyi sighed:

"Lin'er is the heir of the concubine and another guard, and that person died in the battle to save King Wu. That's why King Xiaoyao treats Lin'er so much."

"The only people who know the truth are the concubine and the concubine Xiaoyao. The king and the concubine Xiaoyao originally planned to apply for a surname when Lin'er became an adult, to leave the palace and stay away from the court, and choose a fief to live his life in peace...but I sealed him up." Regent."

After thinking for a while, Ying Li said objectively:

"Lin'er's talent and character are worthy of this important task."

"I know," Feng Jingyi nodded:

"So, even if I now know that he is not of royal blood, I will not take back everything I gave him. It is the most appropriate way to give him a surname to let him leave the royal family and set up a new family. This will not reveal the secret and save everyone. Li, I don’t want to dig up the old account again, it would be a waste of King Wu’s painstaking efforts, so let’s leave it at that, if there is no hereditary prince with a foreign surname, Lin’er’s matter will not be pursued.”

This secret lets it rot forever in the stomachs of those they know the truth about.

"The emperor is sage." Ying Li agreed after careful consideration:

"I also think this is very good, but I don't know if Lin'er can accept it..."

After being a prince for 20 years, he suddenly found out about his own life experience. Such a big gap must make him feel uncomfortable...

Feng Jingyi smiled:

"Don't worry, the concubine has always hinted at educating him about some things. She and King Xiaoyao will handle it well. Lin'er mentioned to me before that if she chooses a concubine in the future, she will not choose the daughter of a nobleman in the palace. Probably It is also the request from the concubine."

Both King Xiaoyao and the concubine said that Lin'er could bear it knowing the truth, after all, they had made preparations from the beginning.

Take it easy:

"That's good. The regent's proposal to allow the monarch to give the surname to leave the royal family and set up a separate family is to show that he has no intention of the throne and wholeheartedly assists the monarch's loyalty. It is also a good thing."

Feng Jingyi smiled:

"That's right. After the crowning ceremony, such a decision can be made by oneself. After they discuss it with Lin Er, Lin Er will personally propose it to me before I agree. This will be justified."

"..."

With Feng Jingyi's permission, Yingli told Yan Qing and Wei Shuhan about this matter, and the two felt that doing so was the best way to protect themselves.

What happened in this life did not match the time of the previous life. In the previous life, they didn't know whether Feng Changlin was given the surname by the emperor. They really felt that they missed a lot of things because of the conspiracy.

Afterwards, Feng Changlin asked for ten days' leave due to something, and the emperor didn't say anything and let him go.

On the night before the rebellion, Feng Changlin quietly entered the palace with the concubine and Xiaoyao Wang, and explained his appeal in front of Feng Jingyi and Yingli:

"I am grateful to my father for his many years of education, and thank my father for his hard work in cultivation. I beg my father to give me a surname. I will do my best to assist the crown prince in his lifelong loyalty to Tianshu Kingdom."

Feng Changlin's eyes were red, this was the last time he called Feng Jingyi and Yingli like this, and they will be monarchs and ministers from now on.

Feng Jingyi personally helped up the emaciated person and said seriously:

"No matter what happens in the future, Lin'er, you will always be the regent of Tianshu Kingdom, and you can afford all of this."

Feng Changlin knelt down and kowtowed again: "Thank you Lord Long En."

The concubine also knelt down:

"My real name is Ruolan, Du Nai is the surname of Lin'er's biological father, Du Chengjun, so I beg the emperor to give me the surname Du."

Feng Jingyi looked at them seriously for a while and nodded:

"Concubine Toffee, please, Lin'er should also be flattened. In this case, I have already known the appeal of the two of you, and I am sure."

"Xie Dijun, the emperor's kindness is mighty, unforgettable."

Feng Changlin and the concubine got up after another salute, and the matter was settled.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Feng Changlin put forward his appeal in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, causing an uproar.

Everyone was surprised, but after thinking about it seriously, they admired it very much. The regent's position is high and powerful. To show his loyalty and abide by the etiquette of the monarch and ministers, he made such a request, which can be said to avoid most of the troubles in the future.

Whether it was the Prince Regent's own thought or someone pointing out from behind, it was a far-sighted move.

The matter is very important, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks on this matter, only waiting for the emperor's reply.

The Emperor and Empress carefully considered the regent's request, and three days later she announced her approval and gave her the surname Du. From then on, the regent separated from the royal family of Tianshu Kingdom and became a prince with a foreign surname without hereditary inheritance.

Things went smoothly from beginning to end, and Feng Changlin didn't have any dissatisfaction in his heart. After all, since he was sensible, his mother and concubine often told him not to be obsessed with power, not to get too close to the powerful, and not to value his status as a prince too much , to think that one day I will leave the royal family...

He knew very early on that the concubine mother had difficulties, and that some things would be revealed to him one day... Now it's just that the truth of the matter is a bit beyond his expectation, and it's not unacceptable.

It's just that I still feel sad in my heart, especially when I saw Feng Yunyan, there was a subtle change in my heart, as if there was a transparent barrier between them, seeing Feng Yunyan and others smiling brightly and calling me "Brother Wang" My heart will be sore.

Even if he can deceive others, he can't deceive himself. His surname is no longer Feng, but Du...

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang..."

Feng Yunyan shook his arms with both hands and said in dissatisfaction:

"Brother Wang, you are in a daze again."

"Yan'er..."

Du Changlin came back to his senses and smiled. He looked down at the desktop and let out a sigh of relief as he had only dealt with half of the government affairs. He couldn't calm down and do things.

Feng Yunyan pulled his face with both hands and said with a smile:

"Brother Wang, don't be unhappy. Yan'er has already heard the explanation from his father and queen. Since it is Brother Wang's wish, as long as Brother Wang likes it, Yan'er and Brother Ling still like Brother Wang. Brother Wang doesn't have to. Worry."

Du Changlin smiled:

"Brother Wang is very happy to hear Yan'er say that."

Innocence can heal people, but when he grows up, will Yan Er still say that when he knows the truth?

Seeing him smile, Feng Yunyan said again:

"Brother Wang, the Empress just said that Yan'er is allowed to go out of the palace with Brother Wang tonight, can Brother Wang take Yan'er to play?"

Du Changlin patted his head: "Okay, Yan'er can go wherever he wants."

"Great, then Yan'er is going to visit last time..."

Feng Yunyan snapped his fingers and began to plan in a bright tone, and the depressed person gradually relaxed after hearing it. The person who used to be asked to make him happy now learned to make him happy.

It takes time to change, but I'm sure you'll get used to it.

In the blink of an eye, it was the Hungry Ghost Festival, and for the first time in his life, the regent went to worship his biological father with the concubine and King Xiaoyao.

It is the tomb without a tombstone on the mountain peak in the outskirts, where the mother and concubine go to pay homage every March. The mother once said that he is an old friend, and now he knows.

After the Hungry Ghost Festival, Feng Qingzhe will set off to return to northern Xinjiang. This time, he will be with the Yan family caravan. The leader of the team is Lin Xiu. He has been with the caravan for the past two years, also to reunite with Han Donglin .

On the eve of the farewell, Feng Qingzhe had a long talk with Chang Lin at the Prince Regent's Mansion for half a night, and he left with peace of mind after admonishing him. He didn't know when he would come back, and said everything he wanted to say that he couldn't say before.

When returning to northern Xinjiang this time, Feng Qingzhe also brought two autographed letters from the emperor, one to Han Donglin and Linchuan, and the other to general Huo Yang and other veterans.

Both Han Donglin and Linchuan were generals supported by Wei Shuhan back then. They have made countless contributions in the battlefield for many years, and now they have become independent generals. It's just that they have never returned since they went to northern Xinjiang, so it's time to go back to the imperial capital.

Moreover, Han Donglin's family is in Fusang City, and the emperor intends to place him in Fusang City as a general in charge of the garrison.

As for Linchuan, if he wants to stay in the imperial capital when he comes back, then he will leave it to Xiao Yunmu. If he wants to continue to return to the northern border, then he will be the candidate to replace General Huo Yang in the future, it all depends on his choice.

After King Xiaoyao left the imperial capital, the turmoil of the regent bestowing a surname came to an end. In the end, the matter of the regent choosing a concubine was put on hold for the time being.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, Feng Jingyi has already decided to hand over the affairs of the palace to the Regent, and he and Ying Li will go to Fusang City with Yan Qing and Wei Shuhan, which is called a private visit in micro-service.

This time, he didn't even take Yang Heng with him. Although Eunuch Yang, who was addicted to following the emperor, was resentful, there was nothing he could do.

The regent was used to the emperor following the emperor wherever he went, so he readily agreed to let him travel with peace of mind, and he and Yang Heng took care of a few small ones in the palace.

On the contrary, Xiao Yunmu, under the entanglement of his wife, brought their two-year-old favorite, Xiao Ying, to follow them.

In this way, it became a group of people returning to Yan Mansion to visit relatives.

Three years after the episode [[-]]

Because there were two more little guys following him, they kept laughing and chatting along the way, but Ying Li still keenly noticed that Wei Shuhan seemed a little depressed, and his whole body exuded a whiff of resentment...

Taking advantage of the rest on the way, Ying Li pulled Yan Qing and asked:

"Qing'er, what happened to you and Shuhan?"

Yan Qing shook her head in surprise:

"No, we're fine."

Should be suspicious:

"That's right, but I think Shuhan seems to be a bit resentful. Could it be that he has become a resentful husband for too long at home..."

Looking at him and Wei Shuhan who was playing with Xiao Ningfeng and Yingying in the distance, he still felt something was wrong.

"No..." Yan Qing smiled helplessly:

"Feng'er is now mostly taken care of by Chen Xiang and other people in the house. He has been busy making military regulations for the Tiance Mansion recently, so how could he have time to become a resentful husband?"

Should shrug:

"Well, that's because I was mistaken. I always feel that he seems a little depressed."

"Eh..." Yan Qing looked into the distance, and sighed after a while, "Probably, I'm also a little depressed..."

Yingli turned his head to the side: "Huh?"

"Hey..." Yan Qing raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows to explain: