For the past seven days, Feng Muching ran between the suburban courtyard and the palace.
Feng Tianxiao has found hundreds of orphans, and with the martial arts skills from the Regent's Palace, they are practicing in an orderly manner, and Feng Muching and Mo Yue will supervise them from time to time to make their practice go more smoothly.
The white horse passed by, and it was the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival in a blink of an eye.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the whole Kyoto was extremely noisy, with endless laughter and laughter.
Feng Muching strolled down the main street, Jun Ruye followed closely beside her.
The people around were watching Dao Jun Ruye and hurriedly avoided their sight, and hurriedly dispersed to the side, for fear of bumping into him.
What a joke! This is a majestic regent, not something ordinary people like them can afford to offend.
If someone accidentally bumped into him, his life would be at risk.
Jun Ruye fought countless battles on the battlefield and wandered between life and death many times. The blood evil aura on his body could not be concealed. Although the people respected him, they also feared him.
Seeing that there were only a few feet of space around her, but both sides of the street were extremely crowded, Feng Muching twitched her lips slightly and said helplessly, "What did you do to make everyone afraid of getting in front of you?"
"After all, I am different from them." Jun Ruyun is calm and gentle.
He doesn't care what these people think of him, as long as his friends understand him.
Feng Muching shook her head helplessly.
The breeze was cool in the evening, and little bits of light fell on Feng Muqing's body, like a dream, breaking into Jun Ruye's ignorant heart.
Feng Muqing looked around and saw countless young men and women in pairs. Seeing the happiness on their faces, Feng Muqing felt something in her heart.
The human world is really still so wonderful.
Suddenly, a ball of warm yellow light burst into her eyes. Feng Muching was stunned. When she looked carefully, she saw that it was actually a lantern.
Looking along the trail, I saw Jun Ruye's slender hand.
Feng Muqing took the lantern and said with a smile, "For me?"
Jun Ruye said softly, "Hmm", her eyes dodge, and she didn't dare to look at her.
Just now I saw her smiling at those lovers, so I bought a lantern on impulse. Now that I think about it, could I be crazy?
"I'm sorry, it's really a rare thing." Feng Muqing joked.
Jun Ruye's face heated up, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart. He also wanted to know what was going on with him. Ever since he met Feng Muqing, he was becoming more and more different from before.
Seeing his master's awkward look, Mo Ying behind him smiled sullenly.
Thinking that his master's reputation was so great and everything was missing, why couldn't he see why he was so special to the princess?
Love, it turned his wise and mighty master into a normal human being. It was really miraculous!
People around him didn't know Feng Muqing, but they knew Jun Ruye. Seeing the deep affection between the two, they also guessed Feng Muqing's identity.
Suddenly the news spread like wildfire that the regent and the princess were deeply in love.
Those who heard it beat their chests and stamped their feet. Who didn't know that Feng Muching had a bad reputation? How could someone as noble as the Regent fall in love with her?
On the other side, Feng Wanwan dressed up to attend and happened to run into a good friend.
"Wanwan, you must be wearing the shining mist of Jinxiufang!" the woman in pink clothes said in surprise.
Feng Wanwan nodded and said with a smile, "Dad specially went to Jinxiufang to order it. He said that he was going out to his daughter's house, so he had to dress up well."
"The Prime Minister really loves you very much." The woman in pink looked envious.
Feng Wanwan has an excellent reputation in Kyoto and has brought great honor to the Prime Minister's Office. Her previous substitute marriage had damaged her reputation. Thinking about it, she will be able to shine through Wanhuatai.
"That's natural!" Feng Wanwan was full of pride.
The name of the woman in pink is Zhao Jiayi, the legitimate daughter of Shangshu Mansion.
"Ahead is the Wanhua Terrace. It's almost time. Let's get there quickly." Zhao Jiayi urged, pulling Feng Wanwan forward quickly.
The fight was about to begin, and everyone headed towards the ring.
Feng Muqing was not interested in the Wanhua Festival. After all, she was a married woman in name, and she was going to the Wanhua Terrace.
Wanhua Terrace is an arena for practitioners to compete in martial arts. If you succeed, you will win a good reputation, but if you lose, it will not hurt you.
If a disciple from any academy comes to the stage, he will have to challenge the people on the list of heroes. If he wins, he will become famous all over the world. If he loses, it will just be regarded as a competition.
And Feng Wanwan's good reputation is almost all gained from Wanhua Terrace. After all, it is very rare to reach the foundation building stage at the age of fifteen.
Now that Feng Wanwan is notorious, she will definitely not miss this opportunity.
Feng Muqing was stuck at the seventh level of Qi training for a long time, and she wanted to take this opportunity to see if she could break the mirror.
The Wanhua Terrace is built in the middle of the lake, with only a bridge corridor connecting the shore. The surrounding area is bright, allowing everyone to see what is happening on the stage.
Feng Muqing and Jun Ruye attracted so much attention that everyone couldn't help but look at them and talk about them.
Feng Wanwan saw her at a glance.
"Huh!" Feng Wanwan snorted coldly and glared at Feng Muching viciously.
Just wait! Feng Muqing, I must let your blood wash away the shame I have suffered.
Zhao Jiayi heard the discussion, looked up, and pulled Feng Wanwan's sleeve, "Wanwan, isn't that the regent princess?"
The woman beside the fence is dressed in red, with three thousand black hair behind her dancing in the night wind by the lake. The man beside her has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in black clothes, and has an incomparable face that touches the heart.
"The Prince Regent is here too!"
Zhao Jiayi took a moment to notice Jun Ruye, and was very surprised. The regent did not look like someone who would attend the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival.
Seeing the dazzling woman beside him, he was enlightened and realized that she was accompanying the princess.
These two are truly in love.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiayi couldn't help but envy Feng Muqing. Although she was notorious, she was really blessed to be loved by the regent.
There was a buzz of people around Wanhua Terrace. Suddenly, a figure jumped onto the stage, and the surrounding people suddenly cheered.
"I'm Song Yushu, please give me some advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yushu unsheathed his long sword and waited for the challenger to come on stage.
After a few breaths, a man with a knife jumped onto the stage and said, "Wang Jiaba is here to learn from me."
The two men were fighting fiercely in the ring. The dazzling sword shadows made Feng Muching dizzy and even Jun Ruye was ashamed.
Sure enough, Qingqing's sword looks comfortable.
As time went by, the contestants on the Ten Thousand Flowers Stage came one after another until Feng Wanwan came on stage.
Feng Wanwan was indeed at the first level of foundation building. She quickly shot down the defender and stared at Feng Muqing intently, "Princess Regent, do you dare to accept my challenge?"
Everyone looked at Feng Muqing, and the interest in everyone's eyes was so strong that it was difficult for Feng Muqing to ignore it.
We've seen a good show. Is Second Miss Feng going to settle accounts?!
When the substitute marriage incident caused a storm in the city, everyone just thought that Feng Wanwan was trying to regain her face.
Jun Ruye saw the eagerness in Feng Muqing's eyes, grabbed her sleeves, and said softly: "You are no match for her."
Feng Muching thought for a moment, "How will you know if you don't try?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to go up to the Ten Thousand Flowers Terrace, but was stopped by a pulling force. When she looked back, it was Jun Ruye who didn't let go and was still holding her sleeve.
Jun Ruye stared at her intently and remained silent.
If he hadn't arrived in time at the Prime Minister's Mansion last time, the consequences would have been disastrous. Now that she hasn't established a foundation yet, she is definitely no match for Feng Wanwan. This chapter has been completed!