Master is a white moonlight

After the early court was over, all the officials retreated one after another.In the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony, only Leng Yijiao and Xuanqiu were left.

"Xiao'er, what's wrong with you?" Xuan Qiao stood in front of Leng Yijiao at some point, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, looking down at Leng Yijiao.

"Why did you marry me to someone else!" Leng Yijiao stood up suddenly, the gorgeous pearl hairpin on her head trembled a few times, looked at Xuanqi angrily and asked.

Xuan Loi chuckled, pushed Leng Yijiao back onto the lacquered gold phoenix chair, and leaned over to press it.

The fingertips pinched Leng Yizhen's chin firmly, forcing him to face himself, and leaned closer to his ear.

"Is this priest's land in the whole world, and everyone's life is under the control of this priest, let alone the mere marriage." A smug smile overflowed from the corner of Xuan Qiao's mouth, "Since this is the case, the princess's marriage is naturally decided by this priest. "

"Furthermore, as a teacher for one day and a father for life, the princess's marriage should naturally be arranged by the teacher." After Xuan Qiao finished speaking, she stretched out her tongue and lightly licked Leng Yijiao's earlobe, and put the earlobe in her mouth.

The tip of Xuanqi's tongue licked Leng Yijiao's sensitive earlobe, and as she wished, she heard an instinctive moan from the person under her, and then bit her teeth lightly, increasing the force.

"You are simply a fool!" Leng Yijiao pushed the person on him away with all his strength, his chest heaving violently, and he cursed angrily.

"What about a faint king? What about a wise king?" Xuan Qiao stood up, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly, "As long as I can keep Jian'er by my teacher's side forever, even if I let my teacher bear this eternal infamy It doesn't matter."

"Who... are you going to promise me to?" Leng Yizhen slumped on the phoenix chair, her almond eyes were full of despair, and a few crystal tears were stained on her thick eyelashes.

"Of course I'm a teacher." Xuan Qiao smiled at the corner of her mouth, looked at Leng Yijiao and asked back, "Is Jian'er happy?"

"You...you are shameless!" Leng Yijiao bit her lower lip lightly, staring fiercely at Xuanqi with a pair of almond eyes.

"Shameless?!" Xuan Qiao couldn't help laughing, her amber eyes became moist, "Back then, Jian'er first expressed her love for her teacher, so it's possible that after ten years of absence, Jian'er will be such a heartless person? "

"Okay, I admit it. I lied to you, I don't have amnesia." Leng Yijiao stood up and explained sincerely to Xuan Love, "I'm not some Princess Fengyi, my name is Leng Yizhen. I'm not People in your space, I come from another space."

"I know that if you say this, you may not believe it, but I'm really not from your place." Leng Yizhen's attitude was not as tough as before, "So don't get married, okay?"

I don't know what kind of emotional entanglement this Princess Feng Yi has with Xuan Qian, at least Leng Yiluo doesn't want to have any marriage contract with this person.

"As a teacher, I naturally know Jian'er's boudoir name." Xuan Qiao looked at Leng Yijiao with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently.

"What do you mean? Princess Feng Yi is also called 'Leng Yijiao'?!" Leng Yijiao looked at Xuan Qian in surprise, this Princess Feng Yi had the same name and surname as herself!

"I still have a memorial to read as a teacher, so I won't play with Jian'er." Xuan Qiao turned around, turned her back to Leng Yijiao, and smiled playfully.

Leng Yizhen fell back to the phoenix chair, trembling with anger, but couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

Desperately returning to Feng Ning Hall, Leng Yijiao locked himself in the sleeping hall and did not allow anyone to disturb him.

The whole person was lying on the big agarwood bed, racking his brains to think about how to deal with this sudden engagement.

After thinking about it, Leng Yizhen fell asleep.When I woke up, it was almost dusk.

There was another knock on the door, followed by Zhu Hua's gentle voice.

"Your Highness, dinner is ready."

Leng Yizhen covered his ears with his hands, and suddenly frowned.One sat up straight, leaned forward and looked towards the entrance of the hall, "Come in."

"Here." After Zhu Hua got the order, he gently pushed open the palace door with both hands.

Zhu Hua stood at the front in pink palace attire, followed by a group of maidservants, each holding a plate of exquisite delicacies.

With a wave from Zhu Hua, the maidservants filed in one after another.After the whole dining table was filled with delicacies, the servants bowed their heads and left the princess bedroom.

"His Royal Highness, please let the servants serve the princess' meals." Zhu Hua lowered his head and stood in front of Leng Yizhen with a basin of clear water in both hands.

"No need, I'll do it myself." Leng Yijiao washed his hands with clean water, and then took the white silk from the hand of the maid beside him to wipe off the water drops.

He was so angry that he didn't eat at noon. Looking at the delicious food on this big table, Leng Yizhen swallowed involuntarily.Picking up the chopsticks at the side, he began to eat heartily.

Even if you want to find a way, you have to eat enough, Leng Yizhen comforted herself like this.

Zhu Hua stood aside, seeing Princess Feng Yi's appetite, he couldn't help being relieved, and his eyes turned red instantly.

After dinner, Leng Yijiao called Zhu Hua to stop.

Since he wanted to know what was the entanglement between Princess Feng Yi and the high priest, he had no choice but to inquire about the news from other people.

"Zhu Hua, I have some questions to ask you." Leng Yizhen leaned on the soft couch, raised her head slightly, looked at Zhu Hua and said with a smile, "Can you tell me?"

"His Royal Highness, this is insulting the servant." Zhu Hua immediately knelt down on both knees, leaned over to the ground, and said respectfully, "The servant will know everything!"

"Get up." Leng Yijiao sat up quickly, and pulled Zhu Hua who was kneeling on the ground, "Don't always kneel down."

"Thank you, Princess, for your mercy." Zhu Hua got up, still standing respectfully, waiting for Princess Feng Yi's question.

Zhu Hua felt that there was something wrong with Princess Feng Yi compared to before, but he couldn't tell for a while.

"Zhu Hua, you are my personal servant." Leng Yijiao rolled his eyes and asked, "So, you are very familiar with me?"

"Back to Your Highness, the servant has been by your side since childhood." Zhu Hua lowered his head and replied softly, "I know what Your Highness likes most and what she hates the most."

"Then... the high priest is Feng Yi." As soon as he blurted out, Leng Yijiao realized that he had made a mistake, and quickly corrected him, "Who am I?"

"The high priest is the master of Her Royal Highness."

"Master?" Leng Yijiao couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this.Looking at Zhu Hua for some unknown reason, he thought for a while and added, "Then what did she teach me?"

"The high priest is proficient in medical science, and knows 360 kinds of herbs in the world. He is also proficient in elixir, and has practiced the secret technique of immortality." Zhu Hua replied truthfully, "Your Highness, you are the only closed disciple of the high priest. Learn medicine from the side of the priest."

"Immortal?!"

When Leng Yizhen heard this, he couldn't help but widen his almond eyes, as surprised as he was when he learned that he was going to marry Xuan Qian.

Can this person really live forever?Isn't that a monster? !

"His Royal Highness, that's true." Zhu Hua saw Princess Feng Yi's surprise, and explained softly, "The high priest is a person blessed by the gods, not an ordinary person."

After listening to all Zhu Hua's answers, Leng Yizhen couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

It's no wonder that Xuan Ling "teaches" one by one. It turns out that she is the master of Princess Feng Yi and taught her medical science since childhood.

Why is Xuan Qiao and Shen Han both proficient in medical science? Is there some connection between them?

"By the way, Zhu Hua, is there a portrait of me?" Leng Yijiao looked at Zhu Hua and asked suddenly.

Leng Yizhen was very curious about Princess Fengyi's appearance, whether she really looked the same as herself as others said, so that everyone mistook herself for a princess.

"His Royal Highness, please wait a moment, this servant is going to fetch the portrait." Zhu Hua bowed back in a respectful voice.

When Zhu Hua fetched the portrait, Leng Yijiao froze for a moment when he saw the person in the painting, his dark pupils widened suddenly.

The woman in the painting is dressed in a goose-yellow luxurious robe, standing under a silk tree in full bloom.

There is a vermilion peach blossom-shaped dimple on the forehead, and the long light brown hair is tied in a "flying sky chasing the moon" bun, with a few rare pearls and a phoenix golden step in the left hair.

The woman's face is like peach blossoms with a smile, her appearance is like flowers and snow, and her teeth are like shellfish.A pair of almond eyes are like autumn water cut pupils, the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, always glowing with light waves.

"Ah!" Leng Yizhen suddenly felt an unbearable headache, and he covered his head with his reflexive hands.

With a "snap", the portrait in his hand fell to the ground, and the scroll rolled to the side.

Zhu Hua was so frightened that he was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and quickly stepped forward to help Leng Yijiao to lie back on the soft couch.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Hua asked nervously with tears in his eyes.

"My head... hurts..." Leng Yizhen curled up on the soft couch, still protecting his head with his hands, his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat.

"Come here!" Zhu Hua turned around and shouted towards the outside of the palace gate, "Hurry up and invite the high priest!"

At Haishi, in Tianyi Palace.

The flickering candlelight shone on all the extravagant gold wares in the hall, and the shadows of the gold wares were all elongated.

Sandalwood made of peony is burned in the hall, and the whole bedroom hall is filled with the faint fragrance of peony flowers.

Xuan Loi stood in front of the window in a plain white robe, with black hair hanging down her back.With his hands behind his back, he held a scroll of bamboo slips.

The jade-like amber pupils overflowed with water, and looked indifferently at the bright moon outside the window.

"Shen Han, Chen Han, you are too conceited. Do you think that this priest will obediently hand over the Soul Nail just like that actor?" There was an evil smile on the corner of Xuan Qiao's mouth, and her voice was not warm.

"In that case, this priest will accept this great gift from you." Xuan Qiao laughed suddenly, "Don't worry, this priest will love Princess Fengyi very much."

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall door, followed by the voice of a guard.

"Reporting to the High Priest, Her Royal Highness suddenly has a headache, and I still look at the High Priest..." Before the guard could finish speaking, the door of the palace was opened from the air.

Xuan Qian stood tall and stood under the window, slightly knitting her beautiful brows.With a flick of his sleeve, he withdrew his right hand and walked quickly towards the gate of the palace.