The glazed lamp had a yellowish glow, and there was a little tenderness under Bing Ning's black eyes. Feng Shao looked at the lampshade for a long time, and after Yan Junqing calmly approved the two volumes of official documents, he said: "I want you to help me find that person."

woman."

Yan Junqing did not answer immediately, but dipped in ink in his hand and moistened the tip of his pen slowly. When Xiao Hao had moistened it thoroughly, he began to think about Feng Shao's request. After thinking about it and pondering for a while, he finally

Putting on a very faint smile, "How did the prince know that Wei Chen could find her?"

Feng Zuo narrowed his black eyes and moved his gaze from Deng Zhu to Yan Junqing's face, "She is from the inner palace, and you are from Ye Jiangxue."

He addressed the empress by her first name. Obviously, he had boldly determined that Yan Junqing knew his true identity and would not say secret words in front of others. Moreover, he was facing Yan Junqing, so there was no need to use any modified words to embarrass him.

"So, the prince concluded that Wei Chen can find her." He asked lightly, Yan Junqing lowered his long eyes, looked at the straight bamboo pen in his hand, and chuckled: "Wei Chen does know her identity."

"..." His stern eyes suddenly became troubled, and Feng Zi said word by word, "But?"

"But I can't say that," Yan Junqing replied politely. Under his long eyelashes, his dark, ink-like eyes complemented the pen in his hand, making them look as dim as a dark cloud closing over the moon.

Feng Shao was very dissatisfied with this answer. He sneered, stared blankly, stood up from his chair, and walked towards Yan Junqing step by step.

The tall figure under the black satin brocade clothes covered the moonlight falling through the door, and the ghostly shadow covered Yan Junqing. The strong aura suppressed the weak Prime Minister of the Southern Jin Dynasty after the case.

Yan Junqing remained calm and raised his head to look at Feng Widow, who was facing the backlight. He smiled faintly on his lips and said, "Your Majesty has taken the risk of returning to the capital. Do you still want to take the risk of going to the palace to look for me again?"

"..." Feng Wu remained silent, not saying a word.

From Yan Junqing's position, he looked towards Feng Zuo against the light, and could see nothing but a pair of black eyes that were slightly similar to Ye Jiangxue's.

Zhang Jue's beautiful face broke into a smile, and Yan Junqing rarely said in a gentle tone: "If the prince could be found in the palace, he would not appear in Wei Chen's study at this moment. Prince, is Wei Chen's guess right?"

Black eyes, narrowed in vain!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Shao did something very violent. He pinched Yan Junqing's slender wrist bones with one hand and squeezed hard until he heard the sound of flesh and bones interlacing. Then he lowered his voice and said softly: "Yan Junqing, I am.

The king just wants to find her, if you must go against me..."

Juedai's face was pale, but the smile on his lips became more and more profound, "What should I do, Your Majesty?"

Feng Shao's hand tightened, and there was a "creak" sound, and Yan Junqing's left wrist was pinched to the point of dislocation, as if the thread was broken - but he, his eyebrows did not move, and his smile was as before.

"Ye Jiangxue has detained my wife, so I have no choice but to give her back to her man." As he spoke slowly, his big hands slowly released his white slender wrists.

Yan Junqing didn't even look at his dislocated wrist, he casually lowered it and covered it with his wide sleeves. Facing Feng Shao's fury, he smiled slightly and his tone was even gentler, "My lord, if you want to see that woman, there's no problem. All you have to do is

If you wait a little longer, she will appear on her own without the prince forcing her."
Chapter completed!