It sounded like they already believed that King Ming was not dead.
Feng Mingwei frowned, it was too hasty, "Do you all think that King Ming is not dead? If he is not dead, why doesn't he show up to see us? This is very strange!"
She also hopes that King Ming is not dead, but the probability of him being alive is very small!
"How about we go dig a grave and take a look?"
Several people looked at her in shock. Murong Xiao had the same idea as her, "Well, I will go into the palace to discuss it with my father."
"Wait a minute, I think there is a spy around us." Feng Mingwei called to him, "It's better to catch the spy first."
Murong Xiao took a deep breath, "I have long noticed that someone is staring at me, but I can't find who it is."
Even he couldn't find someone.
It is very possible that you know him well.
When Dongfang Ji heard that King Ming might not be dead, he was thinking of King Ming.
They had a good relationship as brothers since they were young, and Prince Ming was the relative who loved him the most.
"Weibao, maybe Fifth Brother is really not dead and he doesn't want us to know that he is still alive."
"Fifth brother is always smart and has his own ideas."
King Ming was only fifteen years old when he died. He was already very outstanding. He had worked for his father early on and participated in the battle for the right to inherit the throne. Unlike him, who knew nothing, he had always lived under his protection.
Shen Qiuyue was most likely killed by himself. Why he killed Shen Qiuyue was probably to hide his identity.
And he stared at Murong Xiao, but did not hurt him.
Murong Xiao was very sure that his brother had some difficulties.
Feng Mingwei could understand his mood and couldn't help but get up and hug him, "Then let's just pretend we don't know?"
Murong Xiao lowered his eyes, "No, Dongfang Ji is not dead, then his plan will be disrupted, and there may be another plan, which may expose his identity and threaten his life."
He said with a smile: "Don't worry! I can find him."
King Ming understands him, why doesn’t he understand King Ming very well?
"I, the king, will go to the palace first."
"Um."
Dongfang Ji looked at the two of them being so affectionate, and his face looked a little ugly.
Dongfang Yunhe felt sorry for his brother, "Brother Prince, you are injured. I will help you go back to the house to rest."
Feng Yu hurriedly said: "I will take you to the guest room."
Dongfang Yunhe raised his head and glanced at him quickly, then lowered his head, blushing and not daring to look directly into his eyes, "Don't bother me, Second Young Master, I have a girl to lead the way."
The corners of Feng Yu's lips curled slightly, "Princess, you don't have to be so polite. When you arrive at Feng's house, you will treat it as your own home. If you need anything, just tell me."
"Yeah." Dongfang Yunhe blushed even more and hurriedly followed the girl to the guest room.
The two secretly exchanged glances with each other, and both Feng Mingwei and Dongfang Ji saw it.
As soon as they left, Feng Mingwei pulled her brother and asked, "Second brother, are you and the princess..." She smiled and extended her two thumbs to make a gesture of worship between the bride and groom.
Feng Yu was amused by her, and her gentle eyebrows became softer and softer, "You can put it this way! The princess asked me to go to the Northern Desert to propose marriage."
"I asked about her and her fiancé. It is said that Song Jiusi had a cousin named Bai Yueguang. Before he married the princess, he took his cousin back to his hometown and gave her the status of a noble concubine. Dongfang Yunhe was very disgusted with this.
But the Song family is very powerful in the Northern Desert, and Song Jiusi saved her life. He wants to marry the princess and wants Bai Yueguang. He has been pestering Dongfang Yunhe and has no way to terminate the engagement. This time he came to Northern Qi to avoid getting married."
Dongfang Yunhe asked him to go to Bei Mo to propose marriage, most likely to ask for his help and get rid of Song Jiusi.
Feng Mingwei said: "Did the second brother agree to her because he wanted to repay his kindness, or because... he liked her?!"
"I like it." Feng Yu said simply and clearly.
Feng Mingwei's eyes widened with shock: "I thought the second brother couldn't forget Yanyan! Have you let it go already?"
Feng Yu's eyes turned dim and fleeting, and she smiled and said: "She is living a good life now. I have no reason not to let go."