Feng Lan lowered her head, this time it was indeed her mission that failed, but when she heard Gu Jiyue's words, she was not convinced.

Gu Jiyue's gaze slowly shifted to Feng Lan's hand, "Who did you do this?"

The tone was three points curious.

Feng Lan is the one of his subordinates who is the best at playing drugs, and the one who can make her miss?

"Is it Feng Qingqian?"

Although it was a questioning tone, Gu Jiyue's tone was very affirmative.

Although Feng Lan didn't want to admit that he was being beaten up, he still nodded.

Gu Jiyue stood up and walked to the window, standing with her hands in her hands, "Feng Qingqian, I want a good one, no matter what you have with her, don't hurt my people." ”

**

No matter how chaotic Fengfu is, the streets of Jinbei are still as stable as ever.

The trees on the roadside were tall, and the sun was dappled on the streets.

Feng Qingqian walked down the street as if she was taking a leisurely walk, her recombed hair swaying with her every move.

Zhou Zhi looked at it, and felt smart and cute.

"Why don't you go to meet your master?" Feng Qing tilted his head, and his apricot eyes were full of cunning.

Zhou Zhi clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, and replied a little weakly: "My master thinks that I am very good in Fengfu, and I don't need to go back for the time being." ”

Feng Qingqian frowned, how can this work, she saved people, does Feng Mansion still want to help him raise people?

So, she asked, "Does King Ming think that Fengfu has been doing his best for the Qi country for many years, and he plans to give some reward?"

Zhou Zhi was confused, "You want a reward?"

Feng Qingqian: "......" is really a white belt.

It's a little unpleasant, but it's not easy to drive people.

"Where are you going?"

Feng Qingqian looked at the Nine Palaces not far away, stopped and asked.

This man can't be brought over.

Zhou Zhi looked at Feng Qingqian thoughtfully, his eyebrows and eyes were stained with a suspicious chic emotion, he told himself that he couldn't be in a hurry, it wasn't long before Qianqian should be wary of him.

"I have come to see my master. ”

So, he intimately gave Feng Qingqian a reason not to take him.

"Okay," Feng Qingqian was about to walk forward, when he suddenly paused, as if remembering something important, and asked, "Are you coming back at night?"

Zhou Zhi chuckled, "Qianqian, don't forget what I promised you, I will help you restore your muscles and veins." ”

Feng Qingqian: "......"

The lights are already on in West Point Bay, and it seems to be about to open for business.

Feng Qing shallow and avoided people's eyes and entered through the back door.

didn't expect her to come, the people in the backyard of West Point Bay were taken aback, and in the end, a leader was the first to react, and said with a half-complaint: "Palace master, you are so quiet, we thought that someone who didn't know the height of the sky was coming to break in again." ”

Feng Qingqian looked at the little leader with a smile.

Every year, Jiugong will rescue a group of orphans, choose to practice martial arts or literature according to their own wishes, and most of the talented martial arts teenagers will be selected to be the guide in Jiugong.

The little leader's eyes were black and white, clean and thorough.

Feng Qingqian ordered softly: "Go tell Sister Jiuyi that she doesn't have to send someone back tonight." ”

The dungeon is dim, damp and cold, because Shang Huajing has a special identity, so he is naturally taken care of.

At the lowest level of the Nine Palaces dungeon, Feng Qingqian opened the cell door.

On the straw inside, there was a peerless young man, dressed in brocade and jade robes, his hands and feet were locked by thick iron chains, although he was in a difficult situation, but there was no fear or panic at all.

Seeing someone come in, he even turned around and went back to sleep.

Feng Qingqian was not in a hurry, and sat on the side with a good temper, waiting for him to wake up.

The attendant closed the door, and Feng Qingqian played with the key in his hand.

In the cell, apart from the clanging of keys, the only sound was the sound of the teenager breathing deeply.

Feng Qingqian was originally in a very calm mood, and in the process of waiting, he even had the urge to ask someone to send a plate of peanuts in.

Suddenly, Feng Qingqian remembered the little uncle who was sick in bed at home.

Why is his little uncle suffering there, but this person can sleep comfortably here?

The more Feng Qingqian thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he couldn't get angry and stood up directly.

She wanted to go up and slap the man awake, but she felt that it was cheaper for him.

The door was pushed open again, and this time Gong Jiuyi came.

Feng Qingqian's body atmosphere was extremely low, which made Gong Jiuyi a little flustered.

"Palace Master, what are your orders?"

Feng Qing squinted his eyes and walked slowly around the dungeon.

Uncle Xiao's pain, he wants this person to taste it too.

She looked at Gong Jiuyi, "Jiuyi, please go again and take the glass box I stored in the secret room." ”

"Yes. ”

Gong Jiuyi didn't think about agreeing immediately, turned around and walked out, thinking that it was a living thing, he paused for a moment, and looked at Feng Qingqian with a surprised face, "Palace Master, you want to use that thing on him?"

It was a time when the palace master saw a poison developed by a big man bullying a group of orphans, and it is said that the big man later committed suicide because he couldn't bear the poison.

Later, even the palace master said that the thing was too vicious and put it into the secret room.

How did this person provoke the palace master and let her take out the poison again?