Her Majesty's one-day trip to the palace ended in wounds.

Slight injury will not fall off the line of fire.

At the diplomatic banquet between the two countries in the evening, Bai Mo, the empress of the country, cannot be absent.

As the night begins, the glass palace lanterns are lit one by one, the fragrance of clothes and the shadows of their temples, and the rings and tiles are worn.

A large banquet was held in the palace, and the highest-level night banquet was treated to the marriage envoys from the grassland royal court, and to show respect.

A grand event between the two countries, all royal families, royal families, princes and ministers were among the seats, and they attended the event with their families.

Even after being ordered to be banned for several days by Bai Mo, Feng Qingchen, the only legitimate prince of the Phoenix Dynasty, was specially pardoned and released to attend the royal night banquet.

Feng Qingchen was imprisoned for a while. The prince, who was once loved by thousands, first lost his temper and threw things, then cried, made a fuss and hanged, and then went on a hunger strike to protest, trying to win the emperor's soft heart through such actions.

But your heart is as iron as iron.

No matter how Feng Qingchen was playing, Bai Mo didn't even look at his Qingcheng Palace, and his attitude was very clear: I will never care about your life or death from now on.

In the end, perhaps because he understood the willfulness and crying endlessly, he was useless to him, the cold-hearted emperor sister, and could not recall her love. After Feng Qingchen realized the reality, he simply became quieter.

Even with her gorgeous clothes and brocade robe, Feng Qingchen still looked much haggard, sitting obediently under Bai Mo's position, without the willful scenery of the past.

In this huge harem and even the world, whether it is the husband's servant, royal family relatives, or civil and military ministers, without the favor of the emperor, it will be nothing.

Look, isn’t Feng Qingchen a living example?

In this life, Feng Qingchen could no longer rely on the emperor's favor to enter and exit the important military sites at will, take the opportunity to steal military talismans, and help Feng Qingwu steal the country.

On the contrary, he would take on the responsibility he deserved for the Qianqiu Kingdom, which was once indirectly buried in his hands and never forgets the phoenix until his death, and consolidate the imperial power.

After only glanced at Feng Qingchen, Bai Mo withdrew his gaze.

Feng Qingchen is at least the younger brother of the host, so Bai Mo did not intend to let him die. It was already the greatest kindness to him that he married the Grassland Wangting to marry him from a distance.

A married man splashed out water.

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Feng Qingchen's figure was thin and thinner. If it were the past, he would have gotten off his seat and ran to Feng Qingwu to express his feelings and complain, but now...

He dared not.

Feng Qingchen thought a lot during the period when he was confined. This woman was no longer the sister who had always responded to his requests and pampered his sister, but the real Iron Heart Empress mentioned in the words of outsiders!

The gaze that accidentally swept through him was only a faint glance, although he was very careless, but he did not dare to move around for a moment. He could only sit properly in his seat.

However, Feng Qingchen's eyes still unconsciously followed Feng Qingwu, with obsessive colors in his eyes.

This period of time made Feng Qingchen miss Feng Qingwu very much, especially after Bai Mo's cruel and ruthless treatment, this longing even worse.

It can be said that Feng Qingwu has almost become his spiritual sustenance when he was uncomfortable, and the hazy feelings that were originally like flowers in the fog are becoming clearer and stronger in this kind of longing.

He thought that he fell in love with the Xiaoyao King who could do magic and tell jokes for him.
Chapter completed!