"Oh yes, I left a letter for my mother, saying that my father asked me to go out with you."
"It's over!"
Feng Ming wailed, lying back in a spread-eagle position, her face filled with despair, muttering, "Father, I'm sorry. Please don't record Concubine Yang's anger in my little notebook."
At this moment in the palace, the emperor, who had just come out of court and perfectly handled several state affairs, was refreshed and unaware that what awaited him was the wrath of his two mothers...
It didn't take long for Fengming to recover because Tunan's voice came from outside the window: "The weather is bright outside, why not go horse racing?"
Now because there were so many people around, he couldn't just invite Fengming to go out with him, so he could only speak louder and rely on telepathy.
Fengming accurately caught his signal, turned over and sat up. Who cares? She wouldn't be back for several months anyway. By then, the emperor's longing for her would surely outweigh his anger at taking the blame.
Now, of course, falling in love is important!
"Bi Chun, prepare a horse for me too, hahaha~"
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They rode non-stop at lightning speed all the way without stopping for a moment. After eighteen days, Fengming and his party finally saw the gate of Mingcheng.
To be honest, I am a little disappointed. Compared with the economic and political center of the superpower Daqing, Mingcheng is at most a third-tier city.
Even Xin Wu, who grew up in Mingcheng, felt that Mingcheng seemed a bit shabby.
The feeling is even more obvious after entering the city. Although it is also prosperous and bustling with crowds of people, it does not feel as profound as the capital.
The Mingcheng in Xiaoxin's memory was also tall and majestic. In Xiaoxin's mind, it might be the most prosperous city in the world. But he didn't expect that after living in the capital for a few years, when he came back now, his childhood memories were destroyed.
Xin Wu originally had a complex mix of homesickness and memories of the past in her heart, but she didn't expect that the gap between the two cities would dilute this feeling. The uneasiness about facing the past also dissipated. She inexplicably felt that it was no problem!
"Hey, look at this dress, the style is different from ours."
"Look, there's this little doll too, it has a different shape."
Although Mingcheng is not as prosperous as the capital, it is a foreign country after all, and there are always many different places. Feng Xiyun and Feng Yuyun have already started to visit.
After spending more than half a month together, these two, who were both playful, have become good friends and are visiting the stalls with great interest.
In order not to appear too conspicuous, only Feng Ming, Tu Nan, Xin Wu, Feng Yu Yun and Feng Xi Yun were strolling around slowly with a few guards. Su Wei and Tu Nan led the rest of the large group into the city to arrange accommodation.
Xin Wumian was wearing a veil. She used to be quite high-profile in Mingcheng, and many people in Mingcheng knew her. She couldn't be recognized now.
Listening to the familiar local accents around him and looking at the dresses with large tube tops and skirts, Xin Wu finally felt a sense of reality: "I'm back!"
"Hey, Xiyun, Yuyun, let's go back to the inn and rest up first."
Fengming was really a little tired. Although she didn't suffer much along the way, she was still exhausted from the long journey. She really didn't have the energy to go shopping anymore, so she asked the two people who were still full of energy to go back to the inn first.
The one who led the way was naturally Xin Wu. No one was more familiar with Mingcheng than her.
They stayed in Yuekeju, the best inn in Mingcheng. The princess was rich, so luxurious presidential suites, VIP rooms, etc. were no big deal for her.
Yuekeju is located in the first ring of Mingcheng, and is the closest inn to Dongyaowang City. The surrounding neighbors are all dignitaries of Mingcheng, so when Xin Wu was less than a few dozen meters away from the inn, he was stunned!
Feng Ming saw that she suddenly stopped leaving, so he turned around to look at her in confusion, and saw Xin Wu staring stupidly in one direction.
Following her gaze, there was only a young boy dressed in luxurious clothes, about 8 years old. What was so good about him?
"Xin Wu? Xin Wu?"
Fengming patted Xin Wu's shoulder, and Xin Wu actually burst into tears. Fengming was so scared that he quickly walked to her side and reached out to wipe her tears.
"Xin Wu, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying suddenly?"
Fengming thought that Xin Wu was recalling sad memories. After all, this was her hometown full of memories.
"Brother...brother, he's still alive..."
Xin Wu's eyes were still following the child over there, and he was muttering softly.
"Huh? What? What are you going to give me? Do you want something?"
Fengming was concentrating on finding a handkerchief to wipe Xin Wu's tears and did not hear what she said clearly.
Xin Wu finally regained consciousness, took Feng Ming's hand, and said excitedly, "My brother, my brother is still alive."
Feng Ming was stunned by what he said. Xin Wu anxiously turned Feng Ming's body and asked her to look at the little boy over there: "That, that's my brother. He has grown so big now, wu..."
Having said that, Xin Wu really couldn't bear this huge surprise anymore. He covered his mouth with his hands, sobbed and squatted down, crying in suppressed tears.
Feng Ming stared blankly at the little boy over there. He indeed looked a lot like Xin Wu, with a quiet and delicate face. Judging from his clothes and complexion, he obviously looked well-cared for.
Perhaps noticing the commotion here, the young master cast his gaze towards the squatting Xin Wu with a puzzled look, but was quickly called back by the servant beside him.
Xin Wu was still crying with his head down. Feng Ming noticed that the young master must have bought something. When he left, he looked back at them with a puzzled look in his eyes.
"Xin Wu, he's gone. Is he really your brother?"
When Xin Wuyi heard that her brother had left, she became anxious and struggled to stand up, but she had been crying for a long time and was unable to stand steadily.
"What? He's gone. He...where did he go?"
"Don't worry, Xin Wu. I see he's well-dressed. Now that we're in Mingcheng, it'll definitely be easy to find him. Let's go back to the inn and discuss it. There are so many people outside right now."
Indeed, many people around who love to watch the fun have secretly looked over here, and it would be troublesome if their identities were exposed.
Xin Wu then leaned on Feng Ming and entered the inn. Feng Xiyun was looking out the door. He and Feng Yuyun arrived at the inn and found that the two of them had not come in. When they were about to go out to look for them, they saw them come in.
"Hey, sister, where did you go just now? How come you disappeared while walking?"
"Nothing, we'll talk later. Where are Su Wei and the others?"
"Waiting inside."
When the three of them went in, Tunan and Su Wei were sitting in the lobby drinking tea waiting for them. Seeing Xin Wu's expression of sadness yet excitement, they looked at him with doubt.
Feng Ming glanced at Xin Wu, and first asked Feng Yuyun to help her carry her to the room upstairs. The others followed and sat down casually in the tea room.
"Hurry, pour me a cup of tea~"
After walking, persuading, and supporting each other all the way, Fengming was really thirsty. A beautiful hand stretched out to offer her a cup of tea. She thought it was Bi Chun and was thinking, "How can Bi Chun's hands be so beautiful?"
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