Chapter 41: Sentenced to death1

Feng Yu casually found an inn and stayed for the time being, ready to inquire about the news.

Xin Moge, the prince of Xinwangfu, had already arrived in the capital that day, and as soon as he arrived in the capital, he was imprisoned in the prison, no one was allowed to visit, no one was allowed to intercede for him, the emperor has not issued a decree to convict him, the princess went to the imperial study every day to cry, and threatened that if she did not kill Xin Moge, she would become a nun - these, Feng Yu found out about the situation of Lu Dao after staying in the inn. In addition, I heard that Xin Haoyan, the king of Xin, will come to the capital in person to face the saint early tomorrow morning-

The dividing line –

The next day, in the lively street, a large restaurant called "Fumanlou", in a private room on the second floor-

Feng Yu sat alone and ate lunch, because it was already past the time to eat lunch, and the time was already a little late, so there was no one in the restaurant.

Feng Yu kept an eye on the streets below while eating, wanting to see if Xin Haoyan, the king of Xin, would really come to the capital today as he found out yesterday.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded—

Feng Yu looked down.

I saw a group of people riding horses and horses, heading straight in the direction of the palace.

Among the group, the person at the head was none other than the King of Xin who Feng Yu was still thinking about a moment ago-Xin Haoyan.

Xin Haoyan is forty-five years old this year, but he still looks very young on the outside, in the prime of life, at most in his thirties.

As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children. No matter how Xin Moge is not favored, I believe that Xin Haoyan, as his biological father, will still try his best to save him-Feng Yu put her hand on the window edge, and her fingertips tapped the window edge lightly, thinking like this in her heart.

At this time, a carriage that turned around the corner stopped at the door of the restaurant, and a somewhat familiar figure got out of the carriage.

"Lord Yu, please!" The shopkeeper personally went out to greet him, with a respectful expression, his waist was almost bent at ninety degrees, and the shopkeeper standing behind the shopkeeper was the same, and together they welcomed Cang Yueyu, who came down from the carriage, into the inn.

He actually returned to Beijing, it is really a narrow road, and the ghost is not gone, Feng Yu frowned!

After a while, Feng Yu heard footsteps, heard the voice of the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, presumably the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper invited Cang Yueyu to the private room on the second floor.

The restaurant is located at the intersection of the streets, and the location is very good, and the two sides can see the two streets from both sides.

Feng Yu's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened slightly, and she was inevitably a little nervous in her heart, and she listened to the situation outside with bated breath.

The footsteps sounded first from far to near, then from near to far, and then the sound of the door opening. Feng Yu unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and the group of people who came up from Zhilu Road entered the private room in the corridor.

The next moment, Feng Yu couldn't help pursing her lips and smiled, picked up the cup of tea next to her and drank it all, it was really "fate" with this Cang Yueyu, and she met again so soon. However, she was not interested in meeting him. Worried that she might meet Cang Yueyu who came out at this time, Feng Yu continued to sit and eat, preparing to wait for Cang Yueyu to leave after leaving.

The private rooms in the corridor are more spacious, the layout is more quiet, and the furnishings are more classy.

The shopkeeper bowed and said: "Young master, Lord Yu, there are guests in the two private rooms outside upstairs, so they won't disturb here, and the little ones will retire first." So saying, the shopkeeper stepped back and closed the door.

"Shen Gongzi, don't come to harm's harm, it's really not easy to see you. ”