Chapter 174: The Consequences of Being Born in an Emperor's Family!
Only Feng Manxiu and Murong Wushuang were left in the main hall.
Looking sideways at Murong Wushuang's face, Feng Manxiu asked softly.
"Those envoys from Fengling Kingdom, when are you going to meet them?"
"Since Wushuang is the hostage of the Aolong Kingdom, everything is naturally at the discretion of the prince!"
Murong Wushuang said calmly
"In that case, let them have lunch with me?!"
As he spoke, Feng Manxiu raised his voice, summoned a eunuch to come in, and gave the order.
The little eunuch agreed to go, and then Feng Manxiu dragged his injured leg towards the back hall step by step.
The eunuchs rushed to help him, but he just waved his hand and refused.
Murong Wushuang followed him, looked at his back, wanted to say something, but finally did not speak.
She can understand Feng Manxiu's mood at this time
The departure of loved ones and the betrayal of brothers. Although he has seen these things clearly, he still cannot bear to feel sad.
This is the consequence of being born into an emperor's family
Once you are pushed to the forefront, you will be the target of public criticism.
Behind the infinite scenery on the surface, there is always a lonely soul
All the way back to Donghua Palace, the little girls Qing Liu and Zi Yan already knew the news of their return.
He came out of the palace gate with excitement on his face, and the waiting imperial doctor and others hurriedly helped Feng Manlou into the palace.
Seeing him being pushed into the palace, Murong Wushuang turned around and returned to his room.
noon
Murong Wushuang was invited to the hall of Donghua Palace
In the hall, various delicacies and wine were already served, and Feng Manxiu, who always wore crimson robes, changed into a pair of plain white clothes.
Murong Wushuang was slightly startled, and then realized that he was wearing mourning for the crane in the wind.
There were two other middle-aged men sitting at the dining table.
A man wearing a long robe and a beautiful beard is none other than Song Yu, the Minister of Literature of Fengling Kingdom.
The other one, dressed in fancy clothes and with sharp eyes, was his trusted general Zhou Wu.
Before Murong Wushuang left, he had met the two of them once in Fengling Palace and they were also acquainted.
Seeing Murong Wushuang come in, the two of them quickly stood up and saluted her respectfully.