【182 The rain is about to come and the wind fills the building (2)】
The third prince, Feng Aotian, will come soon.
After Emperor Xifeng announced a decree, the master of ceremonies stood on the edge of the stage and announced that the showdown between Miss Shen and Miss Li was about to begin.
Shen Rongrong turned around and smiled at Feng Xiyun, then put down her cup, jumped onto the stage lightly and confidently, went to the weapon rack, drew a long sword, folded her arms and waited.
"Miss Li San, please come on stage!" the emcee shouted.
Miss Shen looked around with a sneer on her lips.
"Miss Li San of the General's Mansion, please come to the stage."
The master of ceremonies stood in Taichung and shouted three times, but there was still no movement, and his face became more puzzled——
How could Miss Li San be late for such an important event today?
Shen Rongrong said to the emcee: "Is it possible that Miss Li San is so scared that she doesn't even dare to come to the ring? Father-in-law, what will happen if she doesn't show up for a long time?"
The master of ceremonies said respectfully: "If Miss Shen wins, you will directly enter the next round of competition."
"That's it." Shen Rongrong nodded, her smile even wider. She looked at Feng Xiyun from the corner of her eye and smiled softly, as if to comfort her, but with too much confidence.
Feng Xiyun paused slightly and smiled back at her...
His face was slightly pale, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was a little stiff.
Why is Rongrong so confident? She is so confident, so unlike her usual self?
The first drum beat is about to begin.
If Miss Li San still doesn't show up after the drum sounds, then Miss Shen will win without a fight.
The crowd was rustling, whispering, and talking non-stop.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard from behind the crowd. Everyone looked back and saw a man in dark clothes and a solemn face, riding on a horse with a little baby and galloping towards them.
It was actually the Third Prince Feng Aotian.
The two of them turned over and dismounted. Feng Aotian, who couldn't hide his tired look, immediately stepped to the side of the ring, holding an edict in his hand, and shouted to the people on the stage: "Father, the emperor just announced that the crown prince of Nanzhao and the Beiyu royal family came to watch the game. The competition must be It will start after half an hour's extension."
Everyone knelt down. After receiving the order, the master of ceremonies immediately stopped the drummer and ordered to wait again.
The little kid in the audience also looked tired, but finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Shen Rongrong clasped her hands and looked at Feng Aotian resentfully.
"Her disappearance had better have nothing to do with you." Feng Aotian walked to Shen Rongrong and whispered coldly, "otherwise, I will destroy your Shen family."
Even though Shen Rongrong was angry, her face was still smooth, "I don't understand what the third prince is saying."
Feng Aotian snorted coldly, jumped off the ring, met the little baby standing under the ring, and said in a low voice: "I have tried my best, but I can only delay it for half an hour."
I couldn't find her after searching all night, but at least I was able to convince my father to delay for another half hour before the start of the competition and use my humble efforts.
The little bun nodded silently, his face also filled with sadness.
Mother... I searched all over Fengjing and there was no trace of you. Where are you?
Feng Aotian saw that Little Baozi looked exhausted after running around all night, so he leaned over and said to him: "You are too tired, follow me to where you are and have a rest."
Baozi did not refuse, and regardless of the surprised looks from others looking at him and the third prince, he and Feng Aotian arrived at the prince's seat and sat next to him.
After waiting for half an hour, it was enough to regain his strength. Feng Aotian leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
As soon as Baozi sat down, he noticed the gaze coming from the right side. He couldn't help but turn his head and saw Feng Xiyun staring at him with deep eyes, motionless.
"Is something wrong?" Baozi asked, his voice a little hoarse and wary.
Feng Xiyun paused for a moment, handed a cup of tea to Jun Xiaobao, and whispered: "Your voice is hoarse, give it some tea to moisten your mouth."
Jun Xiaobao was hesitating whether to take it, but Feng Aotian had reached out across Jun Xiaobao to block Feng Xiyun's cup, and said without opening his eyes: "Don't bother me, fourth brother, I have plenty of tea here. "
As he spoke, he opened his sharp eyes, raised his hand to call the waiter, and ordered: "Bring the best honeysuckle tea."
Feng Xiyun looked at the blocked cup and didn't say much. She just smiled at Jun Xiaobao and said, "If I do the math, you should be five and a half years old."
Jun Xiaobao was very confused about his choice of words, and stared at him with his brows furrowed, his eyes seeming to see through the person.
Feng Xiyun came into contact with his keen gaze and opened her mouth to say something else, but seeing Shen Rongrong walking back from the center of the ring, she hurriedly glanced at Jun Xiaobao, nodded, and turned her head away——
"What are you looking at!"
Feng Aotian noticed Jun Xiaobao's abnormality and turned his head away with a big palm in displeasure, saying, "Your mother is clinging to him, don't you want to follow suit?"
Jun Xiaobao's eyes, which were lackluster due to exhaustion, showed a maturity that was inconsistent with his age. He slowly said only a few words, "No, he is not worthy of my mother."
The sound is very small.
But I don't know if Fang Feng Xiyun heard it, she just felt that his body seemed to shake slightly.
But there was no change. He was still talking and laughing with Shen Rongrong.
Feng Aotian looked slightly satisfied, and he responded with a deep voice and asked: "Can I, the king, run around all night in exchange for your favor?"
"But my mother's life or death is still uncertain, and all your hard work is in vain." Jun Xiaobao clenched his little hands, shook his head and blamed himself, "I blame... for not protecting my mother..."
Feng Aotian looked at Jun Xiaobao with a little surprise, and saw that the fair and flawless little face was filled with the weight of regret and the deep sadness, as if he had lost the most important belief in life, pain, self-blame, regret, and so on. The complex emotions displayed on the little face made people feel the deepest distress in their hearts.
His mother was in charge of the harem and rarely had close contact with him. On weekdays, she was mostly accompanied by palace maids and looked after by Concubine Ning. He only felt a bit lonely and melancholy on the day when his mother passed away, but he was never like this child. The four words "fear of losing" are clearly written on your face and engraved on your heart...
Feng Aotian sighed, "We have people stationed everywhere, now we can only wait."
Xiaobao raised his head, glanced at the light from the sun, and counted the hours in his heart, adding another layer of worry——
Half an hour will pass.
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