Female Supreme: Holy Son, you don’t want to be discovered, right?

She and the captain of the guard looked at each other for a moment, as if they were communicating something silently.

The captain of the royal guard was a little hesitant at first, but finally he sighed and said nothing more, and led Xing Feng and Nan Xi into the gate of the palace.

...

Led by the captain of the guards, the two walked through the wide palace corridor and came to the magnificent palace hall together.

Tall bronze candlesticks dotted the colonnades on both sides, the marble floor was as smooth as a mirror, and the footsteps of the crowd echoed under the towering arched dome, making it seem particularly quiet.

When I reached the end of the hall, I saw a marble staircase leading up to a higher place, and on top of the staircase was the throne that symbolized supreme power.

The throne is covered with golden carvings, solemn and majestic.

And on its side, there was a slightly lower silver chair, and the flowers woven on it seemed to be still fresh.

Xing Feng looked over anxiously.

However, he found that the throne high up was empty at the moment, and he did not see his original parents.

But he didn't know why, but he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Your Highness, please wait for a moment. Her Majesty the Queen will be here soon."

The captain of the personal guard said this as he stood beside Xing Feng.

Nanxi suddenly knelt on one knee in front of the stage and bowed to the empty throne.

Xing Feng was a little surprised, and suddenly felt that Village Chief Nan seemed to be more familiar with this place than himself. He vaguely remembered that the standard salute posture was some kind of etiquette of knights.

Could it be that Village Chief Nan actually had some special past?

Not long after,

The back door of the palace hall slowly opened, and several guards escorted a dignified woman into the room.

She was a woman wearing a red and brown long dress with a precious gem pendant around her neck. She was about 30 years old.

But even though she is no longer young, her every move still contains supreme majesty.

At this moment, she ignored Nan Qian who was kneeling to salute, and walked straight towards Xing Feng.

Although the pace was not fast, one could still see that he was somewhat anxious.

Only after getting closer did Xing Feng finally see the woman's face clearly.

She has a delicate face, a high nose bridge, and extremely deep eyebrows. Her brows naturally reveal an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Those deep brown eyes seemed to carry the accumulation of years. Although there were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, they added a unique mature charm to her.

After coming to Xing Feng,

Xing Feng stared at him blankly, his heart was filled with turmoil.

The person in front of me is my mother in this life...

Time seemed to be particularly kind to her. It did not take away her beauty, but instead treated it as a precious gift that remained with her forever.

But facing such a dignified and beautiful queen, Xing Feng couldn't say a word at this moment.

I subconsciously straightened my back and tried my best to appear less nervous.

At the same time, she also hoped that she would see that she was not the Queen of Cesar.

However, the Queen remained silent, her deep gaze lingering on Xing Feng's face.

It's a bit of surprise, but also seems to be accompanied by a bit of nostalgia.

“Like, really like…”

The queen murmured softly, her voice trembling a little, then she raised her hand slightly and lightly stroked Xing Feng's face with her fingertips.

Her movements were gentle and careful, as if she was afraid of shattering some precious dream, and she gently scraped her eyebrows and the tip of her nose with her fingertips.

Xing Feng's body suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

His intuition told him that everything seemed to be developing in a direction he had not expected.

Just as his fingers were about to touch his lips, Xing Feng subconsciously wanted to step back.

The Queen seemed to have sensed his uneasiness and gently withdrew her hand, with a hint of relief in her voice.

"Your appearance... really makes me happy..." she said softly, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes, and the tenderness contained in them was extremely special.

Xing Feng was at a loss for a moment, and his face turned red.

He was even more frightened in his heart. The deep affection revealed in the gaze of the Queen in front of him made him shudder.

At this moment, Xing Feng's thoughts were in a mess, and a terrible idea came to his mind.

Could this person in front of me be the legendary "ghost mother"?

at this time,

The queen slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on the captain of the guard.

There was no longer a trace of emotion in those deep brown eyes, and the original gentleness suddenly turned cold.

She stared at the captain of the guard, her voice low and cold.

"Go, take him to prison, and the rest as well."

The sound was calm, but it echoed in the hall for a long time.

Xing Feng was completely stunned at this moment, and Nan Qian, who was kneeling beside him, was shocked by this change and raised her head, looking at the Queen in shock.

The captain of the guard hesitated slightly and glanced at Xing Feng with complicated eyes.

But in the end she bowed her head respectfully and responded in a deep voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

...

Chapter 217: The husband is in jail!

Under the palace,

Deep in the dark and damp dungeon, a few faint oil lamps flickered.

Under the flickering light, two female jailers were lazily leaning against the wall and talking in low voices. Their voices were particularly clear in the empty and deep dungeon.

"Did you hear that?"

One of the jailers nudged his companion with his arm.

"The long-missing Queen seems to have just returned."

"Oh?" Another jailer raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and was obviously quite interested in this.

"Could it be that Your Highness came back because you missed Her Majesty the Queen?"

"Who knows."

The woman shrugged and continued with a hint of speculation,

"However, it is rare to find a master as devoted as Her Majesty. I think it may be that Her Majesty's true love has touched the Queen."

At this moment, a female soldier on patrol passed by and snorted disdainfully.

"Innocent."

"Hey, what did you say?" The two jailers frowned in dissatisfaction and prepared to step forward.

The female soldier was not afraid at all. She crossed her arms and stood there, saying slowly,

"I say you are naive. Why do you have to talk about Queen Cesar? How could a special man like the Queen come back just for a little love matter?"

The female soldier's face showed a bit of admiration and pride, and her tone revealed an unconcealable reverence.

"Your Majesty was blessed by the God of Fortune to marry such a husband."

Then she glanced at the two of them coldly and asked, "If it were you, would you really have the energy to think about other men?"

The two jailers looked at each other and fell into silence.

Because of this question, they were completely unable to refute it.

After all, when the queen was still alive, people all over the country admired her and respected her very much.

Even some elderly and stubborn people have become fanatical followers of Her Majesty the Queen.

In just a few years, he had become the dream lover of all women in the Victorian Empire.

In comparison, even the extremely majestic Queen is slightly less popular among the people.

at this time,

The door of the dungeon was opened, and the light from outside suddenly shone in from above.

The girls hurriedly stood still, fearing that someone would come down to check on them. Only to see Nan Qian, with handcuffs on her hands, walking down the stairs little by little under the control of the guards.

"You guys, go and lock this guy up with the others," the guard ordered.

The jailer nodded quickly and wanted to take the man away.

But at this moment, another person appeared on the stairs, escorted by the captain of the guards himself, and came to the door of the dungeon.

The three women who were discussing just now were suddenly startled and stared blankly at the familiar figure.

With long silver hair and a breathtakingly beautiful and holy face, who else could it be other than Queen Cesar?

At this moment, the captain of the guards was extending his arm, escorting Xing Feng down the stairs, reminding him,

"Your Highness, please be careful with the steps. This place is damp due to lack of sunlight all year round. Be careful not to slip."

Xing Feng was handcuffed and silent, and he didn't care about the captain of the guards' concern and reminder.

The captain of the personal guard was obviously struggling when he saw Xing Feng remained silent.

But she really couldn't disobey the Queen's orders, so she could only obey and try to make up for it through some subtle actions.

With the sound of handcuffs clinking,

Xing Feng passed by the rows of prison cells in front of him, and for some reason, his heart was already calm.

After all, this is the second time I've been locked up along the way, and I've actually started to get used to it.

However, he could never figure out what made the queen suddenly throw him into prison.

After they met, he didn't even say a word.

Could such a person really be the original body's mother?

When we came to the fork in the dungeon,

Nanxi was suddenly dragged to the other side by the soldiers.

When she saw Xing Feng being taken to another passage, she struggled desperately, as if she wanted to say something.

However, in the end, she could only watch Xing Feng's figure gradually disappear behind the jailer's back.

finally,

Xing Feng was taken to an isolated cell.

Compared to the rest of the dungeon, this cell is particularly special.

The floor was paved with clean stone slabs, and there were no signs of mildew or moisture on the walls.

On the side of the room was a simple wooden bed, covered with clean bedding.

If it weren't for the terrifying iron bars in front of him, this place would seem more like an ordinary room than a cold cell.

creak-

The cell door in front of him slowly opened, making an ear-piercing sound.

"Your Highness, you..."

The captain of the guards paused in mid-sentence, then looked at Xing Feng hesitantly.

Then he looked at the jailer beside him, with hints in his eyes, as if he wanted them to take action.

However, none of the jailers were willing to take action.