Chapter 162 Feng Yanyan is delighted

Outside the palace.

It's dark at night, and the vendors at the night market have already closed their stalls.

The door on the side of Fengming Tower opened, and a figure passed through the air.

After half a stick of incense, the figure landed gracefully at the pavilion by the river outside the city.

The red clothes are like fire, coming in the night.

When she opened her cloak, she first saw her dark bun, then her delicate forehead, thin willow-leaf eyebrows, and then her charming eyes and slightly parted red lips. Even in the night, it was difficult to hide her beauty.

Nodding, she whispered, "Your Majesty."

There is already a figure inside the pavilion.

The moon-white figure appears cold and lonely in a familiar environment, a height that is difficult for others to reach.

He was just there, as if he was a person born with brilliance surrounded by the night.

There was a teacup in front of Yu Wenyu, and the tea in the jade-colored teacup was clear and refreshing.

When he raised his hand, the joints were clear and he held the tea cup between his fingers without raising his eyelids.

When the steam in the tea cup was rising, he lowered his head and took a sip, saying only, "You are living well in the capital."

The tone is clear but without too much emotion, and the intonation is even-keeled.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty." Feng Yanyan smiled lightly, "I'm late, it's my negligence."

"It doesn't matter, it was just my last thought."

Feng Yanyan remained silent, waiting for his words.

"I came here today to tell you something."

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in front of me.

When Feng Yanyan took a closer look, there was already a letter on the table.

Feng Yanyan raised her eyes slightly, her brows hinting at the news, "This is..."

"Letter from Nanyuan Kingdom."

Hearing the words 'Nanyuan Country', Feng Yanyan's eyes were clearly touched.

He hurriedly took the letter from the table.

When she opened the letter, her fingertips trembled slightly.

"The whereabouts of your brother."

Help her.

It's just an entrustment.

Feng Yanyan's breath stagnated, and she knelt on one knee, "Please, Your Majesty, bother me."

After waiting for a while, there was a faint sound of wind but there was no other sound.

When she looked up again, the figure in front of her had already disappeared.

She was the only one standing in the pavilion.

Everything around him returned to normal, as if no one had ever arrived.

Except for the teacup left on the table and the letter she actually held in her hand, there were traces of what happened just now.

Feng Yanyan put away the letter and her figure flashed across the night.

When I returned to Fengming Tower and saw the contents of the letter, I couldn't help but feel happy.

I couldn't help but stick the page to my heart.

It's great that her brother is still alive...

When Ling Xue came in, she saw her girl's happy look. She probably guessed the reason for Feng Yanyan's joy, "Could it be... that the young master has news?"

Ling Xue was taken by Feng Yanyan after Feng Yanyan separated from her younger brother.

At that time, when she was at her most depressed, it was Feng Yanyan who gave her a place to stay.

Since then, Ling Xue has made up her mind to follow Feng Yanyan and remain loyal.

Therefore, what Feng Yanyan wants to do is what she wants to do.

Ling Xue knew that Feng Yanyan had been looking for someone.

Feng Yanyan was overjoyed when she looked at the writing on it. The smile on her lips became deeper and deeper, and sparkling tears actually flashed in the candlelight.

"Yes, my A Ming is still alive, he is still alive."

Feng Yanyan has a younger brother, named Feng Ming.

When she first opened Fengming Tower, she thought of using this name.

She wants to make Fengming Tower's business bigger and more widespread, and she wants Fengming Tower to be famous far and wide.

She just thought that if one day her Ah Ming knew about it, he might come to her.

It's fine now, she has news about A Ming.

She was able to find him first.

Yes, Feng Yanyan has a younger brother~

Ahhh, Uncle Seventh Emperor, the more I write about him, the more I like him. What should I do?
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