Feng Yunsheng's thoughts were running wild. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. Finally, she could not help but look up at Su Jingfeng's back, "Brother Feng?"
Su Jingfeng snapped out of his thoughts. He turned around and leaned against the window. He looked at Feng Yunsheng, who was sitting on the imperial consort's couch. Her phoenix-like eyes were filled with unease. His voice could not help but become gentler, "Sheng'er, what's wrong?"
"What was Brother Feng thinking about?" Feng Yunsheng opened her eyes and looked at him as if she wanted to see through him. However, his pair of gem-like eyes were very deep, as if they were covered with a layer of thick fog. No matter how she looked at him, she could not see him.
