"Since that's the case, please rectify it. We will see you in the congress hall later." Rong Jin's words were a little less hostile.

Li Yunqing smiled charmingly: "See you back."

Then he said goodbye to Feng Jue and prepared to return to Feng Jue's accurate upper-class room.

The place where Li Yunqing lived was originally the house of the prefect of Nanxicheng. After the war broke out, it was requisitioned by the army as a place for rituals. Baili Xi did not live here, but lived in the camp tent where the soldiers were stationed. The so-called sharing of joys and sorrows and a strong morale.

Li Yunqing ordered that he settled down on Bailang and Chunfeng first, and then went to the camp to see Baili Xi. After all, this person was here for himself and was even more hurt. He had to go and see it for both reason and reason.

As soon as she walked into the yard that was exclusive to her, Chunfeng ran out with horror, grabbed her arm, and whispered to herself: "Miss, something happened!"

"What's the matter?" Li Yunqing was not panicked, she had encountered big things.

"Fengcheng escaped from Peicheng." Chunfeng said, his eyes full of worry.

Li Yunqing was a little puzzled. Fengcheng was not around Baili Yi to protect him, so why did he come here to do? Without thinking too much, he rushed over immediately.

Li Yunqing returned to the room with a dark face. Fengcheng was covered in dust, ragged clothes, covered with mud and blood, like a city citizen running away everywhere.

Li Yunqing was stunned at first, and was surprised, with a small expression on his face.

She grabbed the cloak and threw it on the main seat, took the fragrant tea brought by Chunfeng, and then raised her chin, "What's going on with you? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Fengcheng's eyebrows tightened, and he didn't know what to say. This matter was big or small. Will the imperial concubine believe that the elder brother who assassinated His Highness was actually innocent...?

After all, even Your Highness can't believe it.

But he was a little surprised because the incident of Your Highness being stabbed by Fengzhi did not spread, and Fengcheng still had the idea of ​​luck in his heart. Perhaps because Your Highness believed in Fengzhi and had doubts in his heart, he did not kill his elder brother, nor did he issue a wanted order because he suddenly escaped.

Your Highness, are you waiting for them to give him an explanation?

"Fengcheng?" Li Yunqing frowned and called softly.

Fengcheng was so excited that he came to his senses. He gritted his teeth and replied with a hint of luck: "Go back to the imperial concubine, Fengcheng has come here for an urgent matter, which is related to Your Highness and Chongjiabao."

Hum? Li Yunqing put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Chunfeng, and signaled her to go down.

After all, I still don’t want Chunfeng to know about this kind of thing. I just hope that she can keep her original intention and not get involved in this battle too much.

Chunfeng glanced at her mouth with a grievance, but when she saw the lady's firm eyes, she retreated in disappointment and gently closed the door.

Just Liuli can help the lady, but she can only serve tea and water, and she is really unhappy.

"Tell me." After Chunfeng left, Li Yunqing spoke again.

But his expression became much more serious. I guess something big happened to Fengcheng so embarrassed?

Fengcheng looked regretful, and seemed to have something unspeakable. After thinking for a moment, he gently pulled the corner of his lips before he said, "Your Highness is injured."
Chapter completed!