"Prince, why do you need to go to the Phoenix Dynasty to congratulate you? The journey is long, I am really afraid that you will suffer..." Feng Yueyao, who is completely different from before, leaned gently in Duanmu Jing's arms. Her face is now intact. However, the price paid is extremely bloody. She cut off the skin of a minor girl and put it on her face bit by bit, and then made it into her original appearance. But this battle destroyed dozens of girls' skin. So at this point, Duanmu Jing really did everything for Feng Yueyao. This matter was carried out in secret. If someone knew it, then what was waiting for him was the irritating anger of everyone...

"Yao'er, your body has not recovered yet, why bother to follow me like this?" Duanmujing looked at Feng Yueyao, who was still covered with a veil but could already see her flawless face, with a confused look in her eyes. Feng Yueyao lowered her head shyly, "Prince, I just don't want the prince to be bored on the long journey..."

"Look at what my sister said, is it a transparent person?" The woman who kept silent heard Feng Yueyao's words, smiled slightly and leaned on Duanmu Jing's other arm. "Prince, is it invisible in your eyes? If you think so, I will feel sad and want to cry..." As she said that, her eyes turned red.

Duanmu Jing lowered her head and looked at the woman in front of her with a face that was almost exactly the same as Feng Yueyao. If you look closely, you will find that her style is more beautiful than Feng Yueyao. Duanmu Jing couldn't help but feel a little stunned, "Shaoyao..."

"Prince..." The woman called Shaoyao leaned gently in Duanmujing's arms, looking at Feng Yueyao there as if provocatively. However, her voice was soft and weak. "I'm a little cold, please hug her tightly..." As she said that, she crawled into Duanmujing's arms and forced Feng Yueyao out.

However, Duanmujing saw this, but said nothing. On the contrary, he felt that there were two Feng Yueyao with almost the same face in front of him and being jealous in front of him. It was a very enjoyable thing to seize favor. After all, although Feng Yueyao was closer to him, he was still a little cold to him. However, Shaoyao was different. She only had him in her eyes, and she would listen and do whatever she said and did. Just like another gentle and affectionate Feng Yueyao stood in front of him. This made him somewhat make up for some self-esteem...

"Sister is cold, then please hold your chest tightly, don't freeze your sister..." How could Feng Yueyao not see the provocation in Shaoyao's eyes, and said to the prince with a smile. She sat obediently on the side to make tea and handed it to Duanmujing. Then the carriage bumped, and a cup of hot hot tea fell on Shaoyao's body. Shaoyao only felt that his chest was hot, and the pain was severe, which made her almost jump out of control. But she held back and covered her chest with pain and looked at Feng Yueyao with tears in her eyes. "Sister, if you don't like the prince holding her sister, you will just say it! Why should you treat your sister like this?" After that, she turned around and cried.

Duanmu Jing looked at Feng Yueyao, and the cup of hot hot water was poured into Shaoyao's arms. He looked clearly and carefully just now. If Shaoyao hadn't suddenly got closer, he would have been burned. Thinking of this, Duanmu Jing hurriedly lowered his head to check Shaoyao, "Let me see if it's too hot..."

"Prince, sister. I really didn't mean it. I didn't expect it would be like this..." Feng Yueyao sat there at a loss, wondering what to do.

"Prince, my chest hurts so much..." Shaoyao said while gently pulling his chest. As expected, blisters were burning, and the surroundings were red. Duanmujing's eyes showed a hint of heartache, and she gently supported her hair. "Horry, go to the town in front, I will find a doctor to show you. I have a snowflake cream on my body this time, and I will not leave any scars..."

"Prince, you are so nice to me..." Shaoyao listened to Duanmujing's arms, and looked at Feng Yueyao, who was uneasy, raised her head and said to Duanmujing, "Prince, I guess my sister was unintentional just now, so don't punish her..."

Duanmu Jing heard Shaoyao's words and gently stroked her hair, and glanced at Feng Yueyao with his eyes. "Shaoyao, I know you are a kind-hearted person. But she made mistakes first, so I will punish him..."

Feng Yueyao trembled slightly, lowering her head and not speaking. Shaoyao leaned quietly in Duanmujing's arms. Duanmujing looked at Feng Yueyao, "It's because of you, Shaoyao will be left to you to take care of..."

"Yes, I will take good care of my sister!" Feng Yueyao responded with her head down. Shaoyao was embarrassed to pull Duanmu Jing's sleeve. "Prince, my sister is a concubine, and I am just an aunt. Isn't it a mess of the rules to ask my sister to take care of me? Isn't it a mess of the rules? I dare not..."

"This is outside, there are not so many rules..." Duanmu Jing smiled. Shaoyao nodded gently, looking at Duanmu Jing with a little confused. "Prince, I have always had a friendship and affairs!"

"What's the matter?" Duanmu Jing asked casually.

"I have never seen the princess since I entered the palace. I heard that the princess was killed by bandits when she went up the mountain to incense. Why didn't the prince straighten her sister?" Shaoyao looked at Duanmu Jing pretending to be confused.

Duanmu Jing felt stiff all over when she heard Shaoyao's words. Even Feng Yueyao sat there as if she was stationary. After a while, Shaoyao almost felt that her chest was about to be squeezed by the low-pressure atmosphere. Then she heard Duanmu Jing sigh softly, "I can only be the position of princess, and no one deserves to sit in that seat..." and then remained silent.

After hearing this, Feng Yueyao's pupils shrank, and she stared at Duanmu Jing who had closed her eyes. She couldn't figure out whether he was telling the truth or lies. Or both of them were! He could see his pain and struggle at the beginning. If he hadn't been pushing each other, he wouldn't have been willing to hurt that woman. Feng Yueyao sighed lightly, she was extremely unwilling to hurt her.

However, she had not yet avenged her family's family, so she could not live like an invisible person for the rest of her life. The scene of that day seemed to be vivid in her eyes, and the man's eyes held her heart tightly. That kind of ruthlessness and arrogance made her stunned. What kind of experience made the woman have a proud look in the world, as if she didn't take everything into consideration? That was a ruthlessness that she would rather break than make a complete life. Even she was surprised. How could she compare to her? She was something she could never compare to in this life, right?

Feng Yueyao sighed softly in her heart when she looked at the man next to her with her eyes closed. Perhaps it was the last moment that made him deeply imprint the image of the woman in his heart and he could never forget it. Several times, he looked at his face through his eyes as if he was looking at another person. She knew that he was looking for the woman. But after searching for so long, if he had lived, there would have been a movement, right? Poor, in the end, he couldn't even find a corpse. Because of this, the scene of the Prime Minister's Mansion coming to make a big fuss is still vivid in my mind.

The extremely elegant prime minister ignored the difference between the king and the minister, slapped the prince hard and turned away with anger that almost burned the entire palace. After that, he devoted all his energy to find a little about the whereabouts of the woman. But in the end, there was still no news. The prime minister was discouraged and resigned and did not want to be the prime minister again. If the emperor had not been begging each other, he would have been missing a capable prime minister. As far as she knew, the prime minister's wife had never dared to tell her about this because she was pregnant, and was deeply afraid that she would be stimulated. Now, she didn't know whether the prime minister's wife knew that her daughter, who had always been precious, had long turned into a handful of dust and drifted to all directions...

"Sister, did your sister say the wrong thing?" Shaoyao looked at Duanmu Jing suddenly and asked Feng Yueyao with a nervous look. Feng Yueyao looked at her face that was similar to her. She couldn't hate her even if she wanted to hate her. She smiled at her, "Sister, don't think too much, the prince is just tired." After that, she approached Shaoyao's ear and whispered softly, "It's just that sister, please remember, don't talk about this topic in the future. The prince doesn't like it..."

"Well, my sister has written it down..." Shaoyao nodded after hearing this, and smiled and said to Feng Yueyao, "Thank you for your reminder..."

"Does my sister's chest still hurt so much? I have someone go and get some snow water for you to make Bing Yibing or relieve it..." Feng Yueyao sighed softly. She really couldn't be cruel to her peony.

Shaoyao looked at Feng Yueyao's busy figure, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Looking at Duanmujing who was taking a nap there, she carefully picked up a blanket made of fox fur and covered him with him, and put some of Jingshen's spices in the car, and sat quietly beside her to accompany Duanmujing. Duanmujing had secretly seen these small actions of Shaoyao, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth and followed her...

When Feng Yueyao walked in from outside the carriage, she saw Shaoyao sleeping on Duanmujing's knees, while Duanmujing put one hand on her shoulder, and the two looked warm and harmonious. Feng Yueyao only felt a bitterness surge in her chest, but in the end she pretended not to see it. She put the ice in her hand in the copper stove beside her, then sat on the side and picked up a pair of brocade handkerchief that she had not embroidered yet and embroidered it.
Chapter completed!