"If you are on guard from the beginning, no matter how sophisticated your plan is, it will be full of flaws."
Yang Shu's eyes were slightly blurred, as if he was drunk.
"Mengpo, I really don't know what your princess is worried about. How can the Yan Kingdom have the ability to compete with the Ye Kingdom?"
"I'm so sincere, yet she still guards me as much as she guards against thieves."
"Not many of you regard me as a human being."
"I just want to live."
Yang Shu burped, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.
Holding on to the table, he walked to the inner room, lay down on the bed, and there was no movement.
Meng Po glanced inside. He had seen so many scheming Yang Shugong these days that he forgot that he was still just a young man.
He has been tolerant and bullied since he was a child. No matter how powerful he is, he can't always feel sad.
After all, he is just a young man struggling to survive.
"Your Majesty, Wu Lu has moved, and his people have sneaked into Shangshu Mansion." The commander of the imperial army reported to the man sitting high above.
The emperor raised his eyes with deep eyes, "I really can't hold myself back."
"killed."
The emperor spoke indifferently and could not express his anger openly. He was so aggrieved that he could not allow Wulu to be more arrogant.
In Ning'an's residence, Sheng Rui walked towards Feng Qingwan, "What are you thinking about? You're still up so late?"
Feng Qingwan shook her head and forced a smile.
Sheng Rui frowned, "Since you went to Qingzhou, you have become dull. What did the third prince do to you?"
"Cousin, I just..." Feng Qingwan was speaking, but she didn't know how to say it.
"The third prince is talented, gentle, easy-going and tolerant, and gentle. He will be a good match."
"I know, cousin." Feng Qingwan smiled, "It's late, I'm going to bed." Feng Qingwan walked into the house.
Since when did she lose her shyness and joy when talking about the third prince? It always felt like she was getting farther and farther away from the one she was longing for.
Back in the house, Feng Qingwan was still not sleepy.
It's not that I'm thinking about my daughter, but I'm worried about the situation at home.
Why did you get involved in this trouble?
Can the father cope?
A very light sigh dissipated in the silent night.
Yang Shu opened his eyes from the bed. He had slept for a long time during the day, and he really couldn't sleep this night.
I miss my wife, and I want to hold a sweet-smelling and soft person. Even if I can't sleep, it's still beautiful.
Putting on his clothes, Yang Shu walked out of the room.
"Mengpo." Yang Shu knocked on the door loudly.
"Is something wrong?" Meng Po stared at Yang Shu. Although he was woken up, his face did not look sleepy. As a guard who could stay by Cui Tingyu's side, his vigilance and force were definitely above the standard.
Never sleep too hard at any time.
"I want to set off fireworks."
Meng Po's face turned dark and dark, "Do you know what time it is?"
"It's an ugly time." Yang Shu replied casually.
"You also know Choushi! Are you setting off fireworks at this time, don't you plan to let people sleep?"
"Why don't you sleep? You're wasting your youth. Don't leave ink marks. Get it for me quickly." Yang Shu did not allow for discussion.
"If you don't do it, I will cut off the meat for Cui Tingyu tomorrow." Yang Shu raised his chin slightly and snorted.
"I'll kill you sooner or later!" Meng Po blew up a gust of wind and walked away holding his anger.
"call out!"
"Bang!"
Fireworks exploding in mid-air woke countless people from their sleep.
The secret guards who had sneaked into Feng's house had their eyes wide open. What the hell is going on?
Ignoring the investigation, they fled one by one.
"Catch the assassin!"
Exclamations rang out, and the late night was completely lively.
"It's so beautiful." Yang Shu looked up at the fireworks and praised.
"It's a pity that it was my wife's birthday and I couldn't let it go."
"Go for more."
Seeing that the fireworks stopped, Yang Shu pushed Meng Po.
Mengpo didn't move, listening to the sound of weapons exchanging weapons in the distance, "Did you know about it early on?"
"What do you know? I just sleep too much during the day and can't sleep at night, and I don't want you to sleep too well." Yang Shu raised a pure smile.
Mengpo looked at him several times and lit the fireworks again.
By the time all the fireworks were lit, the Feng family was quiet, as if nothing had happened.
Yang Shu stretched and said, "I seem a little sleepy."
Yawning, Yang Shu went back to the house by himself.
This time, he fell asleep.
Feng Bai smashed the cup with an angry look on his face, "Who set off the fireworks? Drag him here!"
The boy's lips moved and he hesitated, not knowing what to say.
The master asked him to keep Jiang Chuan's move into the mansion a secret, but now he wants to tell it and will be punished.
"Young master, yes, they are assassins. They have been killed." The boy said tremblingly.
Feng Bai glanced at him and thought he was a fool! What stupid assassin is not sneaky! Will it make such a big noise?
"Sir." The young man couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down.
"He is the master's distinguished guest."
"The master has an explanation. No matter what he does, he cannot be stopped."
When he heard that he was his father's guest, Feng Bai calmed down his anger, cursed lowly, and told the boy to get out.
Due to the injury from the arrow, Feng Baifei did not sleep peacefully. He rarely fell asleep just now, but he was awakened by fireworks. He sat up and pulled the wound. As long as he could get out of bed and move around, Feng Baifei would give him a hard lesson.
The people my father interacts with are all ministers of the court, and I don't know who this person is, so my father allows him to be so presumptuous.
Early in the morning, Yang Shu got up.
"Call the old guy here. I have something to say to him." Yang Shu said to the guards outside.
"Tell him to hurry up. This young master is the most annoying."
The guard had a sullen face, but did not dare to say anything. Jiang Chuan had a bad temper. If he didn't obey him, he would cause trouble, and it was no small matter.
In just a quarter of an hour, Feng Shangshu arrived.
After not sleeping well for several days, Feng Shangshu's eye sockets were sunken, his face turned pale, and he no longer had the charm of the past.
"Hunting, you must take me with you." Yang Shu spoke to Feng Shangshu, his tone was not a request, but a very strong one.
"Didn't you hear the scream yesterday?" Feng Shangshu's voice was dry and hoarse, and his eyes were cold.
"The busier the place, the less safe it is."
"If you don't want to follow other people's wishes and lose your life, just stay in the house."
"I have already sent a letter to Marquis Jingyang. When your father's people come, you can go wherever you want." Feng Shangshu left after saying this.
"Hunting, you must wait for me." Yang Shu repeated, staring straight at Feng Shangshu, refusing to give an inch.
"This young master is not afraid of death."
Yang Shu despised Feng Shangshu, "Shrinking like a coward, how will outsiders see me?"
"How can I return to Ye Country?"
"Do you know that she hates timid and weak people the most?" Yang Shu's cold eyes were filled with the emotions of a young man.
Feng Shangshu's hands in his sleeves tightened, murderous intent surged, and he wished he could order the guards to chop the people up and feed them to the dogs right now.
Feng Shangshu shook off his sleeves and left without looking back.
Yang Shu shouted at him, "If you don't take me with you, I will leave now. Then we will see if your Feng family has a good life!"
Seeing Feng Shangshu swaying, Yang Shu raised the corners of his mouth. It was much easier to clearly anger people than to pretend to be crazy and act stupid.
