Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 57 The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention

On the official road outside the city, a group of people and horses galloped past, and the horseshoes raised thick dust on the road, covering people's sight.

The leading man was dressed in ink, and the wind blew his dark cloak, making a rustling sound.Holding the rein with one hand, the heroic and heroic posture is integrated with the fire dragon horse under him, driving the horse galloping, attracting attention.

The few people slowed down until they approached the city gate.

It was the King of War who had returned from Youyun Temple.

Zhan Ying tightened the reins, with a puzzled expression on her face: "My lord, the prince's wedding will be in five days. Why doesn't your lord wait for the prince's wedding before leaving for Jingnan?"

"The military situation is urgent, how can there be a moment's delay?" Mo Zhanhua said coldly, with a clear and solemn face without emotion.

Da Ma came to the gate of the city, Zhan Ying showed his waist card, the city guard saw it, and immediately knelt down in fear, "I have seen His Royal Highness Zhan Wang."

"Exemption."

The leader of the guard stood up and gestured to the gate post, "Open the city gate."

The door creaked open.

Entering the city of Tanzhou, there is an ancient and elegant teahouse on the side of the road.Feng Qingge stood in front of the window on the second floor, looking at the downstairs wistfully.It wasn't until the black figure came into her eyes that a delicate smile appeared on the corner of the woman's lips.

"Miss, but he's here?" The servant girl Su'er moved her face closer, but she brushed it away with her hand.

Su'er pouted, and went back to the room and sat down alone.

Ever since the young lady fell in love with this high and mighty King of War, she seemed to be possessed by a demon.Sleepless all night, I changed several sets of clothes and jewelry before I came here.In the end, he could only hide here and take a look from a distance.

This glance is like a flash in the pan, fleeting.

That handsome figure of Yong Hua quickly disappeared in the crowded street.

Disappointment welled up in his watery eyes again.

She dressed up carefully for a whole night, just hoping that when he passed by back to the city, she could see the face she had carefully dressed for him.However, when things didn't go his way, he drove past without even looking at them.

She was not reconciled, so she could only silently and secretly watch him from behind!
She also wants to be like her eldest sister, blooming in front of thousands of people.

The Feng Family Shuangshu is nothing more than the reputation of the eldest sister alone. She has a name in vain, but no one cares about her.

"Miss, we are already far away, shall we go back?" Seeing that she was still looking out of the window, Su'er reached out and tugged on her sleeve.

Feng Qingge nodded, and looked away reluctantly.

"Miss likes Prince Zhan so much, why not let Master ask someone to be a matchmaker? Su'er heard that Prince Zhan has not yet married, and Miss is both talented and beautiful. Maybe King Zhan fell in love with Miss at first sight, and this matter will be done." .” When she went downstairs, Su’er chattered.

The noisy sound attracted a lot of good things.

"Stop talking nonsense, miss be careful to slap your mouth!" Feng Qingge angrily.

When the eyes of good things faded away, there was an inexplicable sadness in her eyes.

Why doesn't she want to ask her father to fulfill her.

But my father was pedantic, and stubbornly believed that it was the right way for a man to marry a woman, and a woman should stay in her boudoir, waiting for the predestined fate.A few days ago, her father was anxious to seek marriage for her elder sister, and she had hoped in her heart, but in the end, it was still in vain.Father only had that elder sister in his heart, and he never cared about her affairs.

What's more, so what if the father agreed.She is just a daughter of a concubine with a humble status, even if she was born in a prime minister's family, she is not worthy of a high-ranking first-rank prince.

Seeing that she was really angry, Su'er hurriedly shut her mouth tightly, not daring to speak.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. In the lobby downstairs, the luxuriously dressed man smiled brightly.

On Feng Qingge's way back to the mansion, the carriage was stopped.

(End of this chapter)