"Tsk, do you think the prince will send people to intercept and kill Feng Xi after suffering such a big loss in the North this time? If not, this will be a big joke."
In the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Feng Yu looked at the budding green trees all over the courtyard with a rare smile on her face.
After breaking up with Feng Jing at the palace banquet that day, the other party often used the excuse of the substitute to attack him, and ruthlessly eliminated many of his hidden dangers.
Now that he sees the other party being defeated, he naturally likes to see it.
"Won't."
Today, Mr. Yun is dressed in a white robe, and the tea in the cup is fragrant, making his unobstructed phoenix eyes look a little tired.
"The emperor is seriously ill. Who is given the chance to kill Feng Xi now? The prince may be motivated, but Fang Chief Assistant certainly won't. What about you? Don't you want to kill Feng Xi? You want to, but you also know that it won't work, at least not now."
Mr. Yun's words clearly touched Feng Yu's heart, so much so that the smile on her face became clearer.
However, this smile only lasted for a moment, and then turned into boundless coldness:
"Oh, they are just taking advantage of the fact that my father is seriously ill. Neither His Highness nor the Crown Prince dares to launch an army..."
"Is it?"
Mr. Yun smiled, took another sip of tea and said:
"Even if the emperor is in good health, you and the prince will not send people to intercept and kill them. Because you and the prince actually know very well that one can kill Hamu Baoyin, can secretly protect Feng Xi for two years, and can also play tricks on us all. People who are running around are not that easy to intercept at all."
Regardless of Feng Yu's slightly changed expression, Mr. Yun not only had a smile on his face, but also said in his tone:
"The five hundred miscellaneous troops who left were able to repel a thousand people, not to mention the five hundred Qi family elites who returned? Is there a possibility that Peng Huan's men were deliberately released by Qi Xiao to tell us that he was full of wings? Let’s not go into a head-on confrontation?”
"Do you really mean what you say?"
Feng Yu's eyes darkened, obviously very afraid of Mr. Yun's words.
However, Mr. Yun just curled his lips, shook his head slightly and said:
"It's just a guess. Who knows? Besides, haven't you and Mr. Chu already agreed to let Feng Xi and Qi Xiao stay in Shengjing to make it easier for you to deal with it after you succeed to the throne? With the recruitment here, what else can you do? What are we afraid of? Isn’t what we should do now to try our best to confuse Feng Xi and the others and make them think that Shengjing is not in danger? "
Feng Yu was obviously very impressed by these words and quickly turned around and left the yard.
It wasn't until Feng Yu walked away that a figure came in from outside the courtyard, knelt on one knee in front of Mr. Yun and said:
"Master, Cheng Cheng has been intercepted and killed by bandits on the way to escape. We have dealt with everything that needs to be dealt with."
"knew."
Putting away the smile on his face, Mr. Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the eyes full of desire and ambition in Qingcha, with deep reluctance and doubt in his heart.
What a pity. Why didn’t Feng Xi die?
He had clearly arranged it so well, and he had clearly found the best reason for Qi Xiao to refuse to save him...
Qi Xiao, Qi Xiao, isn't it enough for you to kill that poisonous woman Feng Xi and completely escape from the princess mansion with the Qi family army in hand and the ability to provide disaster relief?
It's a little too kind and too cautious.
Slowly crushing the teacup in his hand into pieces, he finally said softly:
"That's all. We will cooperate sooner or later. I'll just wait for you."
Two days later, Princess Zhaoming and the Prince Consort completed their efforts to deal with the disaster, and the news that they were about to return to court spread throughout Shengjing City as if they had wings.
"Please help me with your hands and feet. I may not be able to see you elsewhere, but the Wutong Garden and the Catkin Garden are both inhabited by noble people. If anything goes wrong, you should watch your skin carefully!"
In the princess's mansion, Tianxi, who had been idle for almost three months, commanded the servants in the mansion to go around. The joy on his face could not be suppressed.
Not only is the house busy, there are also people from outside the house who are sending posts and gifts and trying every means to show favor to their princess. There are also many people who want to visit the princess when she returns.
These rare treasures, pearls, hairpins, gold and silver are all. These people actually even sent many of them to the emperor, and many of them were extremely close to that gentleman...
Harmful.
After all, this disaster control is a big deal, and the emperor will definitely reward her with a big reward when her princess comes back.
Thinking about the lack of people in the past two years, Tianxi was really happy for his princess.
But he really doesn't dare to help their princess collect the servant...
As the saying goes, some people are happy and others are sad. The princess's house is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, but the third room of the Xie family, headed by Xie Lian, is a mess.
"Can you hear what the old man said today? The old man said that Feng Xi dealt with disasters well and served the country and the people. This is what the Xie family should be like. What about you? He said that you were idle and did not want to make progress. You read all the books in the Imperial Academy. It’s in the dog’s belly!”
"Dad, you can't say this! Feng Xi is a princess, what happened to her being assigned a disaster relief mission? The emperor sent so many capable ministers to help her, how could she not do well? If I had this opportunity, I might not be able to do it well. You’re doing worse than her!”
"you!"
In the third-bedroom courtyard, Xie Lian was pointing at Xie Lang's nose and scolding him. Seeing that the other party was still stubborn, he immediately picked up the feather duster on the side. The frightened Su Yu who was beside him quickly stepped forward to comfort him.
Unexpectedly, before Su Yu could say a few words, she was pushed to the ground by Xie Lian, covered in mud and said:
"You still dare to intercede for him? It's because you didn't teach your son well, and he became like this!"
"Master, I..."
Su Yu hated Feng Xi very much in her heart. Just when she was about to argue, she saw a figure named Pingting coming outside the door. She was not the thin horse she brought back from the Marquis Jingyuan's house that day. Who is the most favored Aunt Ting now?
"Master, just say less. Madam and Master Lang don't want to make you angry, right?"
As soon as he saw his sweetheart entering the house, Xie Lian even threw away the feather duster in his hand and immediately stepped forward to support him and said:
"What are you doing here? Watch your belly carefully to make sure you don't have fetal gas!"
Hearing this, Aunt Ting immediately smiled sweetly and said:
"Don't worry, sir, Ting'er is paying attention~"
Watching Xie Lian help the woman walk away, Su Yu's hands were clenched into fists.
Not only her, but also Xie Lang beside her.
It's all Feng Xi's fault. If it weren't for her old man, why would he make such an attack? How could there be such a scourge in the family?
Why didn't she die outside?
Almost at the same time, Jingyuan Hou Qisu also looked coldly at the pregnant Hatsumomo, because he didn't even know whether the child in the woman's belly was his.
Feng Xi, Qi Xiao, you wait for me!
Feng Xi, who was cursed by all parties and wished her to die immediately, was lying like a dead fish in her comfortable carriage, staring at Qi Xiao, who wanted to catch her to work again.
"You are the princess, you are the princess, you are the princess. I have to say important things three times, so I can stay at home and be my consort. Can you go to the palace to revive me?"
Taking a deep breath, Qi Xiao smiled firmly and hard:
"What do you think?"
He felt that Feng Xi knew how to retreat despite difficulties.
Then I heard Feng Xi say:
"I think you are omnipotent, ever-changing, graceful, graceful, and considerate. You are the god of this palace. You must be absolutely sure and absolutely no problem!"
Qi Xiao: "..."
