After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 429 The roster prepared by the Ministry of Rites
The next day, outside the city gate.

Feng Xin leaves the palace to bid farewell to Feng Mo.

She stood in front of Feng Mo's horse, looked up at him, saw that his complexion was much paler than usual, and felt a little worried.

My brother went somewhere yesterday, and when he came back, his face was extremely pale and ugly.

She wanted to ask, but seeing that he was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to ask.

The reason why my brother is like this may be because he is going to leave the capital, so he feels uncomfortable.

Apart from this reason, she couldn't figure out what else could affect her brother's mood.

She warned softly: "Brother, be careful on the way. You must take care when you go to Xuzhou. When I am free, I will go to Xuzhou to see you. You don't have to worry about my mother, I will take care of you."

Feng Mo patted her head, feeling a lot of reluctance for this only younger sister.

"I know, I'm not here, you have to take care of yourself, if you have anything to do, write to me."

"I see." Feng Xin replied in a low voice, holding back tears.

"You go back, I'm leaving." Feng Mo said, pulled the reins, took a last look at the majestic and tall city walls of the capital, clamped the horse's belly, and was about to set off.

At this moment, a carriage drove out rapidly from the city gate.

Rong Yiyi poked her head out of the carriage, "My lord, wait for me."

Seeing her, Feng Xin couldn't care less about being sad, and her complexion instantly sank.

"This woman is really shameless."

Feng Mo glanced at the carriage driving this way, fell silent for a while, and said, "Xin'er must not be rude."

Feng Xin looked at him in surprise, then came to her senses, stomped her feet and said, "Brother, why are you still facing her?"

"At least, she is willing to accompany me to Xuzhou." Feng Mo said lightly.

Feng Xin was speechless.

After a while, Rong Yiyi's carriage arrived.

Rong Yiyi raised the curtain and was about to speak, but Feng Mo said flatly: "Let's go." After speaking, she rode on her horse and left first. Seeing this, the guards hurriedly followed.

Rong Yiyi clenched the handkerchief tightly, a little unable to stand his indifference.

Fengxin walked to the car window, stared at her, and said warningly: "Rong Yiyi, you are the one who wants to come with my brother to Xuzhou, remember to serve my brother well, if you dare to disagree, I will personally go to Xuzhou and kill you."

Rong Yiyi was already a little unhappy in her heart, but now that she was warning her again, she felt even more uncomfortable.

"Princess, please take care of yourself. You don't need to worry about the matter between me and the prince." After finishing speaking, he lowered the curtain and ordered, "Let's go, follow the prince."

The coachman whipped his whip and drove the carriage away quickly.

Feng Xin took a mouthful of dust, her brows were bristling with anger.

"Li Mei, I want Rong Yiyi's head!"

Li Mei, who was standing behind her, glanced at her and said helplessly, "This subordinate can't do it."

Hearing this, Feng Xin turned around angrily and gave him a kick.

"Then what use do I need you for?" Then he got on his horse angrily and walked towards the city.

Seeing this, Li Mei hurriedly followed.

Royal Palace.

On this day, when Emperor Zhaojing came down to court, he called Xie Jingrun to the imperial study.

Looking at the tall and handsome son, Emperor Zhaojing was very pleased, took out a roster, threw it to him, and said with a smile: "Look, these are the portraits of women from aristocratic families collected by the officials of the Ministry of Rites. Next, do you agree?"

Xie Jingrun wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he withdrew his hand after hearing this.

"Snapped!"

The so-called roster fell directly to the ground.

Emperor Zhaojing: "..."

Xie Jingrun glanced at him, "No one agrees."

(End of this chapter)