Chapter 172: Not a Home?

The little palace maid in the carriage opened the wooden door of the carriage with a clear eye, and I let go of the dagger and walked out. www.biquge.info At this time, the carriage had just left Fenglong City, surrounded by green waters and green mountains, and there was only a simple and clean tea shop next to it.

Feng Qingyi stood under the scorching sun, her white jade-like face was pale red, and beads of sweat were faintly visible on her forehead, and she didn't know how long she had been standing here.

The newly sent guards put up a wooden ladder in front of the carriage, and I slowly walked down the wall of the carriage: "Feng Gongzi, why are you in a hurry to stand under such a scorching sun and wait for me? Let's go to the tea shop over there to talk." ”

"It's fine. He glanced at the tea shop not far away, and his face was still smiling as always, "But can you let your people wait here?" ”

When the people around me heard this, they pricked up their ears and looked at him. The little palace maid of Fang Cai said even more clearly: "Lord Gongqing, our girl is the wife of the successor city lord who has not passed through the door, and you are only afraid of not ...... when you are alone."

Feng Qingyi's face turned cold in an instant, and he glanced at the little palace maid, who couldn't say a word.

I saw his eyes, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and they were on par with a fox. Feng Qingyi - it turns out that he is also the one who will show such a powerful look. I pulled the little palace maid behind me and made a round by the way: "It's okay, Feng Gongzi and this girl are friends of life and death." Not subject to those rigidity. ”

“…… Here. The little palace maid responded in a low voice, but she never dared to fall on Feng Qingyi again. When the guard next to me heard me say this, he stepped aside.

"What the official wants to say just doesn't want you to hear it, and the tea shop over there is not empty. It's not lonely. Feng Qingyi saw the little palace maid's expression like this, and said something to ease the atmosphere, but in an instant, it was the princess who was graceful, gentle and good-tempered.

I was stunned by these changes in him, did I not know everything about him before, or was Feng Qingyi changing?

After a little struggle, I set my mind on the former. Perhaps, in the past, he was alone in Dragon City, and every step he took had to be like walking on thin ice, so that he would hide his little temper in a place that no one could touch.

Now that my companions have come, and they are friends who have been to the battlefield together, my mood can't help but relax. It's no surprise that there have been changes.

"Anyway, it's not too late to take a break and then go to the Xuanzhen Temple, so everyone should rest here. I see there are some tables and chairs under the shade of the trees over there, so you go and wait there, and I'll have someone bring you tea. "I pushed the little maid over there, and the guards and the guards who drove the car followed.

Feng Qingyi saw them leaving, so she walked to the tea shed with peace of mind.

After asking for a pot of tea and a few snacks and sitting down, he didn't even want to talk about business after drinking three bowls of tea. I wonder if he came for the sake of the people in the other garden, the two who committed suicide this morning were both from the other garden, and the people on the other side of the garden must have been unable to move an inch in the city.

If the fox makes this matter public, I am afraid that the people in the other garden will be in danger if they want to live.

The good image that Tao Weng had worked so hard to establish was destroyed in the hands of his righteous daughter. Will the people of the other garden hate Tao Wanyu? I turned the teacup and thought about how to let Feng Qingyi know Tao Wanyu's nature.

At the right time, Feng Qingyi on the opposite side spoke. However, it has nothing to do with the garden at all.

"Qi Jingyuan's father killed your adoptive mother and used a knife to kill people to get rid of Qi Lingyu, who was the best for you, and his mother killed your family, and his sister poisoned you...... Do you really want to marry him? You don't hate him at all?"

After he poured the fourth bowl of tea, he said a long series of words that poked me in the sore spot. But he didn't speak in a loud voice, deliberately to the point where I could hear it.

"Feng Gongzi, what are you doing with this?" I don't know what purpose he said this, I just wanted to bring it in one sentence. But the hands holding the tea bowl were still irrepressibly stiff.

Feng Qingyi: He won't be the one to poke my sore spot - at least, he used to be like that.

He hooked his lips and smiled, but it was full of bitterness: "Don't you understand what I said? Shallow, you really don't know how many people in Fenglong City want you to be the city lord now? He Qi Jingyuan married you - just to block Youyou's mouth." But...... It is to stabilize his position as the lord of the city. ”

"Feng Gongzi, I believe in foxes. I put down the bowl abruptly, and my voice couldn't help but be louder, attracting curious eyes from the people around me.

Feng Qing Yiyun drank tea lightly and did not speak. When those people lost interest and continued their chat, he said again: "It's not enough for you to be used by Qi Mu as a pawn for more than ten years, and now you are willing to be a pawn of his Qi Mu's son?"

"I heard that Lu Hanguang has been lurking in the Dragon Train since he was a child in order to take revenge. In the end, he turned the dragon training house upside down. However, he died in that fire, and your own brother is willing to give up revenge in order to save your life. Shallow, is it true that your heart doesn't hurt at all? The position of the city lord's wife is enough to make you insensitive?"

He suddenly grabbed my hand on the table, gritted his teeth with red eyes, and said something that pierced my heart with every word.

However, there were two large enough tea bowls and teapots to cover it, and the little palace maids and guards over there did not notice anything unusual. I looked at Feng Qingyi, who seemed to have reverse scales, and I couldn't say a word.

The scars that took me months to heal were pulled up by him one by one, tearing them off mercilessly, and dripping with blood.

However, no matter how painful it was, I didn't lose my mind. But I knew that I must be pale at this point—whiter than the inner layer of a dragon's eggshell. Only the brain is still alive.

"You're telling me this to see what I do, pick up the hatred, and die with the fox?" I tried to curl my lips and give him a smile that would still be hanging even if I died.

Then, I used all my strength to break his fingers one by one: "Feng Gongzi, I won't tell you, I really hate it." But Jing Niang is dead, Miao Yan is crazy, and Qi Mu is also half-crazy and half-crazy living in prison to suffer crimes, for me, watching them live and suffer is happier than watching them die. ”

"Torture yourself into a madman with hatred, is it temperamental?" I picked up the tea bowl again and sipped the herbal tea.

He seemed to have expected me to say this, and he was not angry. It's just that Wu Zi took his own tea bowl, but his eyes locked on my eyes: "They deserve it, but what kind of heart did you have to agree to marry Qi Jingyuan? Marry the son of the enemy, become a city lord's wife, and become Qi Jingyuan's pawn to win the hearts of the people." Shallow, this is really where you belong?"