An Yi looked at Feng Qingchen: "You mean, this is the last time we see each other before you leave?"
Feng Qingchen nodded: "I will be back soon!"
An Yi frowned, always feeling that Feng Qingchen in front of him was too cold and distant.
They haven¡¯t seen each other for more than ten days, but there is no tenderness or longing in the man¡¯s eyebrows, eyes, or expressions, only worry and uneasiness.
So what happened in Longcheng this time must be difficult, but Feng Qingchen didn't want to tell her.
If there is something really bad for her, he doesn't want to make her worry and will probably hide it.
But An Yi really doesn't like this feeling.
She still hopes that the two of them will face it together. However, An Yi knew that it was not easy to be honest. She didn't want to tell Feng Qingchen what Tian Qing said.
Because she didn¡¯t know if Tian Qing was lying to her.
¡°Perhaps Feng Qingchen also has something to hide this time.
An Yi responded calmly, turned around and left.
Feng Qingchen stood up intuitively and walked to the door to look at the woman's retreating back. The mottled sunlight cast diagonally between the white pear blossoms in the yard reflected her bright rose-red clothes. With her black hair, her fingertips gently pressed against the red spot in her palm.
Last night, Feng Qingchen quietly returned to the palace after taking a dip in the mountain spring, but before entering the room, he felt agitated all over.
Now An Yi is like an extremely hot stove to him, and he feels uncomfortable even being close to her.
The red mark on the palm of his hand was left when An Yi held his hand just now.
Feng Qingchen felt as if she had touched a poker, and it was extremely hot.
But he still endured it.
That Yu Qionghuan didn't lie to him, the fire phoenix in An Yi's body still awakened, and it was a natural enemy of his golden dragon phase.
He wanted to hold her, kiss her, have her, but he couldn't do it at all. Now he couldn't even get close to her. Even in a room like this, looking at her from a distance, he felt like he was in an oven. among.
He deliberately pretended to be indifferent, just to avoid getting too close to Anyi and causing her to notice something strange.
Feng Qingchen sighed, now he must quickly find a way to draw out Yaizhen and unlock the golden dragon phase, otherwise he really won't be able to bear it anymore.
But things on the Dragon City side are tricky. In fact, the Dragon City side is not as simple as Feng Qingchen said. Someone pretended to be a member of the royal family of the Dashu Dynasty and assassinated the Dragon Emperor. He was deliberately caught by the Dragon Emperor and confessed to the Yun family in Jiangnan. The involvement of the Dashu royal family.
The Dragon King has started to check Anyi's identity.
This is why Feng Qingchen must go and solve it.
Anyi deliberately wandered out of the Yamen, but re-entered through the back door.
She felt that Feng Qingchen must be hiding something from her, otherwise he wouldn't suddenly become so cold again.
Anyi returned to the hall and hid under the window, and she heard the conversation between Hai Jiaoyang and Feng Qingchen again.
"Is there anyone else behind the person who stabbed the emperor?" Feng Qingchen asked in a deep voice.
Hai Jiaoyang shook his head: "We can't find it yet, but this matter is very involved. The Ninth Prince said that you must go back and take charge of the overall situation. What's more, this matter is also involved"
"I know it!" Before Hai Jiaoyang could finish speaking, Feng Qingchen interrupted him and glanced out deliberately.
Hai Jiaoyang immediately noticed that someone had stopped. He was a military general, and he immediately pulled out the dagger in his boot.
Feng Qingchen stepped forward to stop him and shook his head. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com