Wen Ziran sat down at the table next to him according to the etiquette, and Wen Ziyu also sat next to him.

Feng Yueli asked the palace people to pour tea for the two, and then asked the idle people and others to retreat.

She looked at Wen Ziran: "The two national teachers in this hall are still in Mongolia?"

The corners of Wen Ziran's mouth hooked up a smile: "Yes, yes, they are still in Mongolia, in fact, they have already dealt with the things that should be dealt with, and now they are just playing in Mongolia for a few days, they said that after they have finished playing, they will return to Luan Country immediately."

Yueli has always been worried about whether Luan Xingmo will be in danger these days.

Hearing Wen Ziran say this, she was relieved.

Rong Jingchen's slender fingers tapped on the table top of the sandalwood table: "These days, the people of the Jiang family are still supervising the palace of King Meng?"

Wen Ziran frowned: "In the past few days, the Jiang family's people are indeed still supervising the palace of King Meng, but they are not as powerful as the inspectors a few days ago, and now they are more relaxed."

Rong Jingchen indifferently reminded him: "Even if it is easy now, but now you still have to be careful, don't be wary of the enemy because of the temporary relaxation, the Jiang family's people are now secretly observing what the princes are doing, and now it is a special period, so you must be careful in everything, if there is a slight difference in walking, let the Jiang family's people step on the little tail, it will not be easy to do."

Wen Ziyu heard Rong Jingchen say this, and she agreed: "Yes, the Jiang family's people are now powerful, and we can only do this now, brother, you really have to be careful."

Wen Ziran's eyes still had a hint of child's well-behavedness.

He was silent for a long time and paused: "I'll be careful, don't worry, Master, Master, Sister."

Feng Yueli took a sip of tea and threw the teacup on the table: "Do you remember what I once said?" You have promised the main hall before, if the main hall helps you avoid this difficulty, you will stand in the position of Luan Guo in the future. ”

Of course, Wen Ziran still remembers this sentence.

And he still remembers it clearly.

Wen Ziran smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, Master, I will definitely stand on the Jiang family's position in the future."

Several people talked for a long time, and Wen Ziran and Wen Ziyu left Fengyi Palace.

It was late at night, and Feng Yueli yawned.

Her arms propped her head on, and she squinted slightly at the table, wanting to sleep on the table.

Rong Jingchen took the pen, dipped it in ink, and put it on her nose.

There was a black dot on Yueli's nose.

She came to her senses for a while, raised her head to look at Rong Jingchen, and said vaguely: "Don't make trouble......

Rong Jingchen's laughter was very magnetic, and the voice sounded above her head: "I don't want to make trouble, but this is the main hall, don't you go back to the Frost Cloud Hall to rest?"

Yueli got up and came, leaning on him, and her voice was not as cold as usual.

On the contrary, it was soft and glutinous: "You carry me back to the Frost Cloud Palace."

Rong Jingchen whispered in her ear: "You weren't so ...... before"

Yueli didn't answer him, leaned on his arms, really closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Rong Jingchen shook his head.

She's really tired, that's why.

Rong Jingchen picked her up with a princess and left the Fengyi Palace.

When he arrived at the dormitory, he put her on the soft couch.

Seeing that she was asleep, her beautiful face was very good-looking and quiet.

The only downside was that he had just used a pen and ink to tap her nose.

Rong Jingchen took the handkerchief on the side.